Absorb Sabrina and get this chest up to speed

As you inspect your new, pretty mediocre and positively ugly body by your standards, a think of a great candidate for your next merge: That hot as hell Kanto psychic babe, Sabrina. You dash back to that trusty airport and fly your way to Kanto with the anonymity you've regained: Maybe one or two guys giving you a second glance but no drooling or jaws dropping. You bloody hated it. The flight was expensive, your face is pretty mediocre and worst of all: this flight gave you all the time in he world to regret that choice of giving it all up to start again.

Finally touching down in Kanto, you hitch a bus straight to Sabrina's gym. After paying your fare and needing to make up some nonsense about being from the League ethics committee, you finally get to Sabrina herself. As you see that fantastic chest of hers you almost jump right in and take what you want, but you remember that you've not got the goods for seduction and she's kinda a psychic master. You introduce yourself, trying to sound as official and authoritative as you can, and watch as she clearly sees through your story.

"As much as that's a good story, It is time for you to confess what you've been doing to upset the balance of the world..." She firmly says as she lifts you off the floor by merely raising her hand. "How are you making whole entities just... Disappear?"

"I-I have no idea what you mean!" You yelp, resorting to movie quotes "I'm on a diplomatic mission!"

She isn't amused and squeezes down on your chest slightly.

"I-I can p-prove it!" You cry, "H-here's my c-card!"

She takes a few steps towards you, reaching out with her hand to take the "card" from you. As she gets close enough you lash out, your foot hitting her chest. You can already feel your powers taking affect as she's slowly absorbed into your body, desperately trying to resist the who time. Your chest begin to plump out to a far more satisfactory size, your outfit becomes far more official as your t-shirt turns a nice burgundy and becomes a button up jacket. Your jeans slowly become a black pencil skirt, a seeming compromise between your trousers and her lack of anything on her legs at all.

Then the biggest change come to you. Power. A sudden rush of absolute power flows into you, filling your body and making you feel stronger than ever. You hold out a single hand and watch as all the objects in the office is suddenly lifted from the floor no matter how large or heavy: from the large, oak desk to the smallest dust particle. You can work with power like this...