Isn't it obvious?

As I began to write on Finn making him my perfect cock sleeve I told him how I got ahold of the marker

"Oh Finn, while Stacey might be the girl of your dreams she isn't the brightest of the bunch."

"What the fuck are you going to do to me?!!" Finn said clearly very upset.

"Shhhhh Finn I will make everything make sense" I say in an mysterious voice.

You see Finn you were home later than Stacey thought you would be. She thought it would be a good idea to surprise you when you got home to a ready and wet just for you!

Stacey used the marker to make herself more sensitive and started using her huge dildo as warm-ups for you.

Eventually, she got fed up and used the marker to elevate her experience since you took too long.

Little did she know I got off work early today and just got home during her little adventure. I went to her room and saw through her slightly opened door her blank expression of pleasure on her face and the marker on the floor next to its original packaging. She was moaning and screaming so loud that I could hear her from the hallway outside…

(Flashback to Olivia discovering the marker until Finn barged in)

The familiar click of my key turning in the lock echoed through my apartment as I returned home from work. It was Friday, and I couldn't wait to relax and enjoy the weekend. But as soon as I stepped inside, a strange feeling washed over me. Something was off.

I followed the sound of Stacey's moans coming from her bedroom, growing louder with each step. My heart raced with anticipation and confusion. What was going on?

Cautiously, I approached her door, trying to make sense of the muffled noises behind it. Then, without warning, my hand reached out and turned the handle, pushing the door open.

My eyes widened as I took in the scene before me - Stacey lying on her back, face flushed and eyes closed, the marker in her hand. Her shorts were pushed to the side, revealing her exposed and dripping wet pussy. And written across her chest were words that made my jaw drop: "EXTRA SENSITIVE" HUGE ORGASMS, and ALWAYS READY."

Shock and arousal coiled together in my stomach as I watched her thrusting a massive dildo in and out of herself, unaware of my presence just outside her room.

Her moans continued until she let out one final cry and collapsed into a state of pure pleasure-induced bliss. I couldn't help but peek my head into the room for a closer look. That's when I spotted the mysterious marker lying on the floor. As I picked up the marker and examined it curiously, everything started clicking into place. This was the same marker that Finn had been so secretive about - the one he didn't want Stacey talking about.

A dirty thought ignited in my brain - what if this marker had the power to make all my sexual fantasies come true? In a moment of reckless abandon, I scribbled "12 inch super cock" onto my skin with trembling fingers. Anticipation and arousal coursed through me as I waited for the magic to take hold. And oh, it fucking did.

As a surge of ecstasy flooded my body, I felt a tingling sensation at the crotch region. My freshly-formed member began to swell and throb, inch by inch becoming larger and thicker. The change was unbelievable - it was like some kind of wet dream come to life. With every added bit of size, I felt an intense rush of arousal, filling me with a sense of dominance and superiority. It was almost as if this was what I had been fucking waiting for all my goddamn life.

As I looked down at my new member, a mix of shock and excitement coursed through me. The marker really did have the power to grant desires.

But as I stood there admiring my new endowment, a question lingered in my mind. What would I do with this newfound power? Would I use it for good, or give in to the temptation of endless pleasure?

I couldn't help but laugh to myself at such a silly fucking question. This was my chance to become a total sex god, and nothing was going to stop me from enjoying every moment of it.

I grab the marker in almost a drunken state of greed and write the following on my arms.

“Is invulnerable”

“Is indestructible”

“Is immune to pain”

“Is Immortal”

“Is immune to illness and sickness”

“Can give orders that everyone else must obey”

“Has strong telekinesis powers”

“Can freely control how aroused she is, and how sensitive to pleasure. Also can orgasm whenever and how much she wants just by thinking about it if she wants.”

“Always has a body that cleans itself from everything she wants gone.”

“has skin that the magic marker can only write on when it is wielded by her own hands.”

“insane body of a sex goddess”

As I feel the changes starting to take hold, a sense of euphoria washes over me. But alongside it comes a twinge of guilt as I know what I am about to become. My laugh turns into a mixture of excitement and fear, unsure of what the marker will do to me. The blinding light envelops my body, and I can't help but wonder if I am making a grave mistake by embracing this magic

The eruption of power felt like a million bolts of lightning coursing through my body, igniting every nerve ending and setting my skin alight. It molded and shaped my body into a toned and powerful figure, pulsating with an irresistible aura of dominance and control. It was clear that I had not made a mistake and I laugh greedy once again.

The surge of energy felt like a cataclysmic storm, with countless bolts of lightning sparking through my veins, searing every nerve and setting my flesh ablaze. It sculpted and contoured my form into a sinewy silhouette of power, throbbing with an undeniable aura of dominance and control. The realization that I had not erred dawned on me in waves of intoxicating euphoria.

A guttural roar erupted from deep within me, the sound raw and primal, echoing off the walls in a symphony of unchecked greed. "Yes!" I bellowed out, my voice thick with lustful triumph. My laughter filled the room next; it was a harsh, greedy cackle that resonated with the intensity of my transformation. The taste of power was sweet on my tongue - heady and addictive - as I revelled in this newfound strength coursing through me like molten gold.

Every breath I took was steeped in sensual energy, each pulse beat a drumroll to my ascendance. This wasn't just potent; it was seductive - dangerously so - stirring within me an insatiable hunger for more. With each passing moment, the heat grew fiercer, hotter – an all-consuming flame that promised untold pleasure and absolute control.

A surge of exhilaration courses through my veins as my chest expands, straining the fabric of my shirt until it can no longer contain the glorious fullness. Yet, there's more to this transformation than mere physical alterations - carnal desires take form in ways that defy all sense and reason. An intense pressure builds within me, a source of pleasure so profound it leaves me breathless as my member swells to an astonishing 12 inches, throbbing with insatiable lust.

But this is only the beginning. The marker bestows upon me invincibility, rendering me immune to any conceivable pain or harm. I stand immortal and unbreakable - a **** beyond reckoning. And then there's the mind control, an intoxicating power that leaves everyone at my mercy. With a thought, I unleash a telekinetic blast that sends shockwaves through my surroundings.

Yet even more transformations occur within me - senses are heightened, responses to pleasure amplified. I bask in these newfound abilities, using them to achieve heights of ecstasy previously unimaginable.

YES! THIS IS MY POWER!

But there remains one final desire - absolute control over every facet of my body. A wicked grin spreads across my face as I will it into existence. Now, I am in perfect harmony with myself - orchestrating every sensation with ease. Merely contemplating this level of control sends shivers of arousal coursing through me.

With such mastery over minds and bodies alike, no one can oppose me; I am unstoppable. But even amidst the euphoria of these newfound powers, a whisper of doubt niggles at the back of my mind: Is this all too good to be true? What are the ramifications of wielding such immense power? Will it corrupt me?

Then again... who gives a damn?

I have everything I ever yearned for and more; I am a fucking deity! Anyone foolish enough to try and strip me of this power will rue the day.

With a wicked grin on my face, I approach the still passed-out Stacey and start to write on her back with the marker. I write the following

“Cock addict, Olivia’s ****, Always ready, Elastic Pussy, Elastic Asshole, perfect bimbo slut, and lubed and heated holes.”

As Stacey wakes up she looks up at me and says

“Oh hi master… she blushes. I see you have something there for me" as she looks on in lust.

Stacey's gaze is filled with complete devotion and desire. I can tell that the marker's effects have fully taken hold of her, and she is now under my complete control.

She eagerly reaches out for my cock, her hands trembling with anticipation. I can feel her heat and wetness radiating from her pussy as she kneels before me, ready to please me in any way I desire.

I grab a handful of her hair and guide her mouth to my cock, moaning as she eagerly takes me in. Her lips are soft and skilled, working my shaft with expert precision. I can feel myself getting closer to the edge already.

But I don't want to cum just yet. With a flick of my wrist, I make my orgasm subside thanks to my new powers from the marker.

I smirk at Stacey as she looks up at me with a mixture of fear and desire in her eyes. I can tell that she is completely under my control, and the thought sends a thrill of power through me.

"Now," I say, my voice dripping with authority. "I want you to show me just how devoted you are to your master."

Stacey's eyes widen in understanding and she quickly lowers her head back to my cock, her mouth eagerly sucking and licking as she moans in pleasure.

I can feel myself getting hard once again, but this time I don't stop myself from cuming.

With a flick of my wrist and a low moan, I unleash the full **** of my orgasm. My muscles tense and release in waves as I feel the rush of pleasure coursing through my body. Stacey's eyes widen as she takes all of me into her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate my size.

A guttural sound escapes from deep within me as my climax reaches its peak, pulsing and throbbing with an intensity I've never felt before.

As the waves of ecstasy subside, Stacey looks up at me with awe and admiration, her tongue darting out to capture any remaining drops of cum. The taste lingers on her lips as she hungrily swallows every last trace of me, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.

"Thank you for allowing me to please you, master," she says breathlessly.

I nod, satisfied with her obedience. But now it's time for me to have some fun with my new powers.

"Stand up," I command Stacey.

She quickly obeys, standing naked before me with her legs slightly apart and her hands behind her back.

With another flick of my wrist, I make Stacey's body more sensitive than ever before. She moans loudly as every inch of her skin becomes electrified with pleasure.

"Now go lie on the bed," I instruct her.

Stacey slowly walks over to the bed and lies down on her back. Her breathing is heavy and her body is trembling with arousal as she awaits my next command.

I can't help but smile at the sight before me - a beautiful bimbo **** completely at my mercy. This is exactly what I had always wanted.

But there's one last thing that needs to be done before I can fully enjoy this moment - marking Stacey as my own.

I need to fuck her fucking brains out…

I walk over to the bed and climb on top of Stacey, my hard cock pressing against her wet folds. She moans in anticipation, her body arching up to meet mine.

With a deep growl, I thrust into her forcefully, making her cry out in pleasure. I can feel her walls clenching around me as I start to move faster and harder.

Stacey's moans become louder and more **** as I continue to fuck her relentlessly. I can see the pleasure written all over her face and it only turns me on more.

But I'm not satisfied yet - not until she has my mark on her skin.

"Spread your legs," I command Stacey.

As she opens her legs I shove back into Stacey from behind. She screams in ecstasy as we reach our peak together.

As we lay there panting and spent, I ran my fingers over the marks on Stacey's back - a permanent reminder that she belongs to me now.

"You are mine," I growl possessively into Stacey's ear.

“And just as I do Finn barged into the room and now we are back to the present Finn!”

I say as I finish my story and continue to write on the paralyzed Finn.

COCK ADDICT

OLIVIA'S ****

FEMALE

ELASTIC PUSSY

ALWAYS READY

LUBED ASSHOLE

ELASTIC ASSHOLE

CAN ONLY CUM WITH MASTERS PERMISSION

PLUMP ASS

As Finn began to change he began to look at me in lust.

“Mass.. Master. Finn said please fuck me. I need your huge cock in me!!”

I just stared at Finn blankly knowing I was about to fuck him and his former girlfriend and truly break them.

(Olivia looking at Finn)

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(Note from writer)

_Some may have seen I updated this chapter a bit to be WAY longer. I liked the frame of this story but could not figure out the rest. I will likely be continuing this branch for a bit but no promises