Sexual Conquests and a Mansion

With her fortune securely deposited in the bank, Samantha turned her attention back to her other desires - namely, exploring every aspect of her newly enhanced sexuality. She knew that with the power of normality at her fingertips, she could have any man she wanted, and mold them into her perfect playthings.

Samantha began scouting out the most sexist, chauvinistic men she could find - the kind who thought they were God's gift to women and deserved nothing but adoration and worship from their conquests. These were the guys she wanted to break, to bend to her will and show them what a real woman was capable of.

As she encountered each potential partner, Samantha issued her command with casual confidence: "It is normal for men who are going to be my sexual partner to grow a 12-inch cock, without noticing anything has changed." She added the final caveat to avoid attracting the same kind of unwanted attention that had plagued her mother.

With each declaration, Samantha watched in delight as these arrogant assholes transformed before her eyes - their bulges growing larger and more pronounced until they were practically bursting out of their pants. And yet, none of them seemed to realize what had happened, chalking it up to some sort of freak biological fluke or a particularly good workout at the gym.

Samantha took great pleasure in breaking these men down, fucking them into submission with her newfound assets until they were reduced to blubbering, worshipful messes begging for more. She used them as she pleased, discarding them when they no longer served a purpose and moving on to the next conquest without a second thought.

But Samantha's ambitions didn't stop at simple sexual gratification. With all that money burning a hole in her bank account, she began scouting out properties for her dream mansion - a place where she could indulge every whim and fantasy to the fullest extent.

She found an enormous plot of land on the outskirts of town, overlooking a pristine lake with a view of the mountains in the distance. It was perfect - remote enough to ensure her privacy, but close enough to the city for easy access to all life's little luxuries.

Samantha hired a team of contractors and construction workers to begin work on her new home immediately. As she supervised their progress day by day, she couldn't help but notice the way many of them eyed her with appreciation and desire - no doubt drawn in by her enhanced physique and the power that radiated off her like a ****.

She knew it was only a matter of time before some of these guys made a move on her, and she was more than ready to oblige. After all, what was the point of having a personal army of builders at your disposal if you couldn't put them to good use?

As the mansion slowly took shape around her, Samantha reveled in every moment of power and pleasure - secure in the knowledge that she had the world by the balls, and no one could stop her from doing whatever she pleased.

As the construction on Samantha's mansion progressed, she found herself increasingly drawn to the team of muscular men working hard to bring her vision to life. These guys were like sculptures come to life - chiseled abs, bulging biceps, and an air of raw masculinity that made Samantha weak in the knees.

One particularly hot day, as she wandered through the half-finished structure in a tiny sundress that left little to the imagination, Samantha spotted two contractors hard at work on the second floor. They were both shirtless and glistening with sweat, their muscles flexing and rippling as they hammered away at the walls.

Unable to resist, Samantha sauntered over and leaned casually against a support beam, crossing her legs so that her dress rode up to reveal her long, tanned thighs. "Wow," she purred, eyeing them both hungrily. "You guys sure know how to work hard."

The two men exchanged a glance, their eyes roaming appreciatively over Samantha's body before returning to the task at hand. But they couldn't ignore her presence for long - not when she was standing there looking like a wet dream come true.

"Thanks," one of them replied gruffly, his voice strained as he tried to keep focus on the job. "Always happy to please a lady."

Samantha bit her lip, feeling herself grow moist at the thought. She sauntered closer, trailing a finger along each man's chest in turn. "I bet you are," she breathed. "So tell me... do you think you can handle more than just hammering nails and sawing wood?"

The men looked at each other again, then back to Samantha with predatory smiles. In a flash, they had dropped their tools and advanced on her, pinning her against the wall with their hard bodies as their hands roamed over her curves.

Samantha moaned in delight as one man captured her lips in a searing kiss while the other lifted her dress and buried his face between her legs. She wrapped her arms around their necks, encouraging them to take her right there on the unfinished floorboards.

They wasted no time in ripping off what little clothing she was wearing before laying her down and spreading her thighs wide. The first man plunged into her hot, wet pussy while his partner knelt between her legs and took turns licking and sucking at her sensitive clit. Samantha writhed beneath them, lost in a haze of pleasure as they worked her body like a finely tuned instrument.

As the first man neared his climax, he pulled out just in time to allow his partner to take over - giving Samantha the double penetration she had always dreamed of but never thought possible. The two men thrust into her together, their cocks stretching her wide as they pounded away until she was screaming with ecstasy.

When they finally finished and collapsed in a sweaty heap beside her, Samantha just smiled lazily up at the ceiling, basking in the afterglow of an orgasm so intense it had nearly knocked her out. She knew she would be coming back for more - these two were far from the only guys on site who caught her eye.

Over the next few weeks, Samantha worked her way through every eligible bachelor on the construction crew, fucking them senseless in every room of her new mansion before it even had walls or a roof. She took them one at a time, then in pairs and threesomes, until she had sampled every flavor of manhood available to her.

And as she lay there among the rubble, surrounded by a sea of spent, satisfied men, Samantha couldn't help but marvel at how far she had come since first discovering her powers. She was a goddess in her own right now - beautiful, rich, and utterly insatiable. And with each new conquest, each new declaration of normality, she only grew more powerful.

The world was hers for the taking, and Samantha intended to enjoy every minute of it.