She's thinking BIG

Jenny peered into Natalia's mind and saw herself sitting atop a throne of glittering ruby at the front of an enormous hall. She was...resplendent. Beautiful. Basically nude. She wore a thin platinum tiara set in hair turned the color of glossy obsidian, along sapphire earrings with matching necklace, and a satisfied smirk. Nothing else. Natalia was eating her out, and the last kings and presidents were being executed as Jenny watched.

Somehow, Jenny knew that in this vision she was the unquestioned ruler of the entire solar system. The entire Universe, really, but she hadn't left home yet. There weren't as many people to lord her power over out beyond the atmosphere. All religions had been destroyed, all governments swept aside, the whole of humanity united under one thumb. Her thumb.

The Cult of Jenny would be the greatest power for peace and prosperity in history, and all it would require would be the complete and total subordination of the entire human species to Jenny's will, and her will alone. She was to be an immortal enlightened despot, or at least an unquestionably powerful one.

Jenny snapped back to herself, breathing hard. She was back in her apartment, back in bed. Natalia nuzzled in the hollow of her throat. "All of that is yours for the asking...mistress."