Take notes and check in with Serena for real

You yawned slightly and stretched, sitting up in the bed. Serena wrapped an arm around your stomach, playfully holding on, but you extracted yourself with a chuckle. She sat up on her elbows and watched you walk over to your pile of stuff, slipping on your boxers and tossing her shirt to her. You picked up the notebook you'd snagged earlier and turned a chair around, plopping into it and putting your feet up on the bed. You twirled the pen in your fingers once and smiled at Serena, who wriggled into her top and smiled back. "So, we got a little carried away for a bit there, but if you remember, I started off this whole thing because I wanted to get some notes about my power."

She nodded, sitting up and crossing her legs with a business-like air. You couldn't help but notice that she was definitely thrusting her tits out toward you, though, and one of her hands was lazily drifting toward her pussy. You smiled at that, but you really did want to get something actually done here. "Hey now, we've got work to do here."

She smiled at you again (yow, those lips) and her hand gently traced a line down her swollen pussy lips, making her shiver. You chuckled, but shook your head. "Alright, first order of business; would you rather have your personality return entirely to normal, or mostly to normal but keep your love of and skill with sucking cock?"

She didn't answer, of course, but moved her hand up to her mouth and suggestively popped her finger into her mouth, which seemed like answer enough. Her eyes closed and she shuddered briefly, then opened her eyes again, looking more clear-headed than she had since you let her change her personality to Slutbunny earlier. Her finger popped out of her mouth and she gave a small moan, seeming almost...surprised? Her mouth worked, but no words came out. Her nose wrinkled up in obvious frustration, and you responded. "First question, I guess: How does that work, exactly? Can you physically not say anything?"

She shook her head, and made a wordless "Aaah" noise. You asked, "Okay, can you just not remember how to speak?"

She nodded vigorously, and you made a note. "Huh, interesting. I wasn't exactly specific with that one; I wonder how that decision gets made?"

She made a vague gesture, and you laughed. "Okay, enough charades. Would you rather be able to speak again but every word pleasures you a little, or be able to speak while your tits are getting played with?"

"Pleasure," she responded immediately, and shivered a little. "Mm. Nice," she continued. "That's..." She licked her lips. "Distracting."

You smiled at her. "Well, we wouldn't want you to forget who's in control here entirely, would we?"

She smiled back. "Definitely not."

You clicked your pen a couple times thoughtfully. "Okay, let's start here. First up, you've been incredibly hot today, not to mention crazy helpful, so I figure you've earned a reward. To start with, is there anything you want to change back about yourself, except for answering my questions honestly?"

She thought for a second, blushing a little as she contemplated all the things you'd done and made her do today. "Uh...not as much as you'd think, honestly. All this is..." she shivered. "Really hot."

You interrupted, "Right?!"

Serena smiled at you again, somehow still a little shy in spite of your whole situation today. "Totally. Um, I think I might have trouble getting around, though, if you don't let me make my pussy less sensitive, and, um..." She licked her lips, her eyes drifting south along your torso. "And if you're not going to stick around too much, it might get, uh, awkward, to be hungry for blowjobs all the time."

You nodded, though something in there did catch your attention. "Would you like me to stick around? What about your boyfriend?"

She looked down and picked at the bedspread a little. "Well...I mean, we've only been together a couple weeks, really, and honestly..." Looking back up at you, she blushed again. "Today has already been more intense than I think we were ever gonna get. I think I should probably end it with him either way."

You thought about that one. "Tell you what; would you rather he thought you'd broken up yesterday totally mutually, or handle it normally?"

She said, "Oh, totally yesterday," Then clapped her hands over her mouth. "Oh man, that's definitely not okay, I shouldn't have said that!"

You raised a hand, giving her a 'calm down' gesture in the air. "Don't worry about it. In this room, you are very much ahead in the "not messing with people's free will" game."

Her face screwed up a little there. "That's...true, I guess, but I'm still not sure how I feel about it."

You shrugged. "Fair enough. I'll try not to put you in that position again, but for now, if it helps, he's happier for it and neither of you have to deal with an awkward break-up conversation. It's better all around, at the end of the day."

She nodded, still looking a little concerned. You pushed forward. "As for your oral problem, I'm not sure just yet how much exactly I'll be around, but even if I was going to be around 24/7, that could still get a little awkward for you unless we got real **** and restructured your life around getting to suck cock."

Pausing for a moment, you raised an eyebrow at her questioningly, the smirk on your face making it clear you were (mostly) joking. She blushed anyway, saying, "Um. No thank you." And then, much quieter, she added, "Not yet, anyway."

You laughed out loud, and she squirmed. "Damn I'm glad I stumbled onto you today. Okay, so no round-the-clock blowjobs for you, at least not today. I've got a fix for that, I think, but it's a little complicated, let me make sure I've got the wording right...okay. Would you rather let your teeth and other things you need for eating go back to normal except when you're sucking cock, letting you eat normal food or suck cock to feed yourself, or just go back to normal all the time?"

She blushed again but her eyes lit up. "The first one, please. Blowjobs are my favorite thing."

You smirked, since that was still kind of your fault, but it didn't seem like it was going to ruin her life or anything, so you left it alone. Speaking of life-ruining, though, if she was going to keep enjoying sucking cock that much, there were some other potential problems you should probably fix for her. And heck, while you were at it, may as well make things easier for you going forward. "While I'm at it, would you rather I and anyone I ask or affect with a "would you rather" question immediately become totally immune to all diseases and health consequences from sex of any kind, or...uh..." You struggled for a second, not having thought the other part through, but then you got it. "Or have instant perfect medical care for any STD whenever we seek it out?"

"I'd rather we were just immune! That's amazing!" She smiled genuinely at you, and you returned it. That really was pretty great - now you wouldn't have to worry about that kind of thing from here on, no matter how many people you got into it with!

Writing some headlines at the top of the paper, you started making some more serious notes. There had to be a limit to your new power, right? So far, you'd been able to do pretty much anything you'd tried, but you wanted to try and figure things out before you got too carried away and got yourself in trouble with whatever cosmic whatsit was letting you do this. Losing the power was a horrible thought; after getting a taste of it, you were pretty sure not having it anymore would more or less ruin your life. And then there was the serious possibility of some kind of 'twisted wish' scenario, where you ruined, uh...everything.

On the other hand, it was real tempting to just keep messing around and keep getting lucky with anyone and anything you felt like. Ultimate power, as it turned out, was a hell of a lot of fun. Sooo...