Start dialing up her arousal.

"Sorry, Laney, but I don't know if I'd really care all that much." I admit. It feels weirdly good to see her face screw up in surprise and a little disgust, only to see something waver when I calmly snap my fingers. "You've got a cute face, a nice rack, and crazy hips." Another snap, and I watch as her legs shift on the couch. "Is that really so crazy?"

"I- what?" She stares at you, incredulous and uncomfortable despite the occasional motions of her hips. "Dude. That's weird, even as a joke. Are you good?"

"Never better. Am I not allowed to flirt with you like the tens of thousands of people who drool over you online?" You ask, stepping a little closer. The mood lighting catches the shape of your bulge and you see her glance down, so you snap again and watch confusion meet an uptick of lust as she starts to chew on her lip.

"Um, you... you shouldn't, that's weird." Laney says, the slightest waver in her voice as her thighs rub together. 'I wonder if it's a linear thing, like zero percent horny to one hundred, or if it's like... doubling each time.' You wonder to yourself. Either way you're three snaps in, which means you have 6 more snaps before you see what being so horny she can't function at all looks like.

"I mean, do you want me to say sorry?" You step a little closer, watching her gulp and tear her eyes away from your bulge to look you in the eyes. "Might come across as disingenuous if I say it just because you asked, you know?"

"Sorry is the least of what you should do." She insists, and you can tell she's fighting the urges bubbling in her. You could start bumping up how attracted she is to you with your mind, or snap a couple more times, or just let things keep going as is... What do you think you'll do?