Brooke "Dodger" Lawson (W/M)

You certainly chose the obvious choice, someone attractive, that you had lusted over in the past, but not someone in your life, no way for it to come back to you in any unforeseen way. The question was, what are your powers actually? Can you teleport, stop time, manipulate humans and hypnotize people? These all seemed like useful god like skills that would help you fuck your way around the world. You pictured Dodger's house, imaging what you believed it would be like, with her slumped down on the couch, you imagined moving there and in a flash you did. Purple wings sprouted from your back and flapped once, instead of moving anywhere, it felt as if the universe, no the dimension moved around you. You appeared in a slightly familiar apartment, and instantly thought to be invisible. You certainly didn't feel invisible, but a bewildered Dodger sitting on her couch looking up from her phone frantically proved you were.
You heard under her breath, "What the butts was that." The stunning girl stood up from the couch and the blanket wrapped around her slumped to the ground, revealing that she was wearing naught but a pair of cotton panties and a revealing and loose fitting crop top. It was clearly reasonable cold in America right now, as her nipples poked through the thin fabric of her top with ease. You immediately thought to throw a breeze through the room, shifting her top around and giving you a perfect shot off her perky pink nipples. The tits certainly weren't the biggest, but the soft femininity of them were delicious. You could feel countless power, and you knew that anything seemed to be on the table.