What's the harm?

Jason's mantra seems to be becoming "I can undo it any time I want." So far, though, he hasn't regretted a single thing he's done with that "fuck it" mentality. This seems like the big one, though.

"No, actually I mean it's magic," Jason says. He stares her in the eye, trying to sound sincere. "It started a few days ago. Every time I ask a yes or no question, the answer becomes yes."

Her laughter dries up, and Selina rolls to her side, facing him. She's aware of how close she is to him, feeling his still-hard cock against her thigh. "What do you mean, people just give you what you want?"

"No, I mean that the world changes. Everything changes to become what I want. Here, I'll prove it: do you have a sexy regular at work who has given you enough in tips to put you through college on his own?"

She raises an eyebrow, "well yeah, but that's not weird. A lot of girls have regulars. I'm just lucky with how much he gives."

Dammit, she's right. "...okay, but is he your Dad's rich best friend?" Her eyes widen, so he keeps going. "I mean, is he unbelievably rich? Is he a hot billionaire with a giant cock? Is he married to a Miss America winner from the last five years? Has he been obsessed with you since you turned 18, but you've been stringing him along for the money?"

Selina jerks back. "You can't know that, no one does. Have you been stalking me?"

Frustration from his pent up dick, and her disbelief getting the better of him, he goes farther. "I sweat, I'd never even seen you before today. But fine, is it true that you've never told anyone that you lost your virginity in an orgy made up of all of your friends' hot moms, which was the moment you realized that you are incredibly bisexual?"

Now Selina jumps up. "There's no way. No one knows that. Did you... Oh fuck am I even bisexual?"

"Yes," Jason says plainly. "I asked if you were, so you are."

She scowls. "I mean was I bisexual before you said that?"

"I don't know... is it okay?"

"Stop that!"

"Sorry."

She trembles, processing, trying to remember what he'd said that had been a question and what hadn't.

In the awkward silence, Jason casually touches his cock, then realizes what he's doing and stops. He watches the goddess trying to understand what's going on, and knows he has to help her. He doesn't want to do this against her will, but... "Okay, how about this. Are you okay with everything I have asked or changed, because you really like the you that exists right now, including this question? Will I never be able to intentionally, directly change you again without your permission?"

That calms her down. "Thanks, Mr. Tyler. I think I needed that. Okay, so to recap: you have magic powers, and I suspect you made me want to cheat on your son?"

Jason nods. "Um, kinda. I, uh, have a thing for cheating."

She snorts, "I guess I do too." She moves in closer to him again and watches his dick throb. Okay, if she can play her cards right... "I want you to do me a favor. I think you know you owe me." She took his dick into her hand and began to fondle it. His head rolled back, immediately overwhelmed by pleasure. Had he made himself more seduce-able? Selina thinks he might have. Perfect.

"Ugh, anything," he says, his full concentration clearly on what she's doing with her hand.

"I want you to ask if I'm better at sex than anyone in the world. If everything feels twice... no four times better just because I'm the one doing it."

It takes Jason a minute to process, but he does what she asks. "Is Selina supernaturally good at sex, to the point that she's the most skilled, but also everything she does feels four times better than if anyone else were doing it?" His body gives an involuntary shake from the whiplash of the sudden change in pleasure. He began moaning, half out of his mind.

Perfect. Selina grins, slowly and sensually pumping his cock, bringing him right to the edge, and then slowing down. She knows exactly how to hold him there. He looks almost like he's in a trance, like he's given up control of his body to her. She might only have one shot at this, so she begins slowly, pitching her voice so as not to cause alarm, as if she's speaking to a wild animal, "Okay I need you to repeat after me..."

"...after me"