Yes, so she continues changing things because she can

Emily moaned as her body stretched, the growth nothing but pure pleasure for her as her perspective got farther away from the ground. She felt muscles burgeoning under her skin as her modest bust ballooned outward and her already generous butt got larger. She felt her hair tickle, then go past, her new shelf in the back, dropping all the way to her ankles, and her growth only stopped once she was so huge none of her slaves were even at eye level with her nipples.

Which created a bit of an issue, since her bust was so massive that she couldn't actually see them.

"Hmm," Emily said. "I have perfect knowledge of where anything I own is, I have perfect knowledge of my surroundings at all times, I can take control of anyone I own, to any extent and in any manner that I wish, and I have perfect knowledge of my property's true thoughts and emotions no matter what I'm forcing them to show."

Instantly her vision problems were solved, and Emily smiled down at her property, even though she knew they couldn't see it.

"So what does that mean that you can control us?" Natalie asked.

"Well, it means that I can do this," Emily replied, taking control of Natalie's arms and forcing her to fondle her bust with one hand while the other fingered her pussy. "Still no reaching orgasm, of course," she added as Natalie started to pant and moan with pleasure.

Alex and Aimée simply watched as Natalie was **** to masturbate, accepting that they could be made to do the same thing whenever Emily wished.

"Now," Emily went on, "how about each of you tell me a kink that you're embarrassed by."

Natalie went first, around her gasps. "I... enjoy BDSM... on both... sides, though now... I guess I'm only... going to be on... the receiving end." Her arousal heightened.

Alex added, "I daydream about being pegged by a girl with a big strap-on, or a huge dick." She felt a bit embarrassed by it.

Aimée's emotions spiked in a mixture of intense embarrassment and self-disgust. "I have a toilet kink. It's not safe to indulge it, of course, because of the risk of disease, but I want someone to piss and shit all over me and in me."

Emily shrugged. "Everyone I own is completely immune to all diseases and other maladies, and will always be in perfect health unless, and only so long as, I specifically desire otherwise."

"I guess that solves that, then," Aimée said.

"Also," Emily added, "I have a dick that's two feet long when soft, and when hard is three feet long and as thick around as my forearm, and can fit fully and comfortably into any hole I own. My balls are proportionately large and neither will ever cause me any discomfort, and I have total control over the size and virility of my cumshots. I can also produce urine and feces whenever I want, and I still have my vagina with its urethra and can use it or my cock at will for the purpose of pissing. I also have total control of the fertility of anyone I own. I can also control my erection at will, and being erect will not compromise my ability to pee."

Emily felt, and, through her spatial awareness, saw the new shaft sprout from her crotch. A little probing with her fingers confirmed that her pussy and clit were still there in full, and she swiftly willed her new tool completely hard.

"I'll think about when to use you, Aimée," she said. "But for now, Alex, your anus is as sensitive as your clitoris. Also," she added, having had another thought, "I have perfect telekinetic control over anything I own."

That was all she needed to do to pick up Alex with her thoughts and impale the woman on her dick after shimmying her pants down. Alex's body shuddered in pleasure as her owner began moving her up and down her huge rod, but Emily's orgasm block prevented her from reaching climax.

"Now, I'd like to know from each of you whether there's anyone in your life who you think would be good property for me." Emily released her control of Natalie's arms, not having let the woman reach orgasm, her earlier commands forbidding her from continuing to masturbate. "Oh, and you can always speak normally no matter how much pleasure you're feeling."

"I don't really know anyone," Alex said, "but I guess my roommate John? Dunno if you'd want to claim another guy, but I guess you can just change him into a woman if that's what you prefer."

"My boyfriend Gary, of course," Aimée said. "We often go on double dates with another professor here, Conor, and his wife Jane. Also there's quite a few other professors here I think you'd like already. Oh, and then there's the bartender at a place just off campus, Sarah, she's already got tits out to here"--Aimée made a gesture to indicate a chest substantially larger than the one Emily had given her--"and I've had to smack Gary more than once to stop him from staring."

"The friends I was going to meet up with," Natalie said. "Wanda, Rhonda, Megan and Phoebe. Megan and Phoebe are identical twins, don't know how you feel about that sort of thing."

"Well they'd be my property first and sisters second," Emily pointed out. "So that wouldn't matter when it comes to what I want to do with them."

"That's true," Natalie agreed.

Emily let out her own orgasmic moan as she reached her first climax with a cock, semen rushing out of her and into Alex's butt in a torrent only possible because she could decide how much she ejaculated.

"All right, get dressed," she decided, gesturing to where her slaves had discarded their clothes, which were larger to go with their expanded bodies. She made her dick soft and tucked it back into her pants before doing those up. "Oh, and they're as revealing as they can be while still staying on the right side of decency laws, because everyone I own, myself included, can handle any weather in total comfort." Emily figured that she could probably get away with ignoring pretty much any and all laws, given that she was apparently allowed to own actual people with nobody batting an eye, but she wasn't prepared to test the full extent of that just yet, and anyway there were some lines she definitely wasn't willing to cross. Maybe she'd have them go about topless or nude later.

She noted with some annoyance, however, that the clothes weren't as skimpy as she might have preferred. They were still very revealing, to be sure, but more along the lines of crop tops, sports bras, and short shorts than anything truly revealing, as enticing as their bare midriffs were.

"That won't do," she said.

"You may have made us a bit more muscular," Aimée said, a bit hesitantly, "but we still need proper support for our busts at least. I'm still getting used to these." She hefted the breasts constrained by her sports bra.

"And do you really want our pubes showing?" Alex chimed in.

Emily grimaced. "None of you have any hair on your bodies originating below your eyelashes," she ordered. "All of you experience no physical discomfort from your breasts and ass, no matter how big I make them, and they sag only just enough to demonstrate that they are natural. Your clothes do not do anything to support them because they don't need to, and are as skimpy as possible given that." She smiled as her property's tops changed to be tiny halter bikinis, their nipples and areolae only barely covered by thin strips of fabric.

"Your bottoms should put your entire butt on display, and as much of your crotch as possible," Emily continued, envisioning what she wanted. Her powers as their owner took hold, bending to her will, and their short shorts shrank into bikini bottoms that were basically dental floss wedged into their ass cracks except for another tiny strip of fabric that was just wide enough to cover the labia and clitoris.

"You have to wear shoes that leave as much of your foot bare as possible, with no platform and at least a six-inch heel," she demanded. "But you will be able to walk perfectly in them." The serviceable shoes each of them had been wearing morphed under her command. "No socks, either," Emily added. She'd debated whether to make them wear thigh-high stockings but for now decided to put the entirety of their perfectly smooth legs on display.

"Also each of you will have hair matching your bikini." The hair colours did change, but Emily didn't care about that; she intended to choose the colours herself. "Lime green," she said, pointing at Alex. "Fire-hydrant red," she decided for Aimée. "And since you liked your old getup so much, hot pink," she settled on for Natalie.

"Actually, that was because I lost a bet with Rhonda. We're basically the same size, well, were, and she loves garish colours like that and made me wear it for the day," Natalie said, not showing the embarrassment Emily knew she was feeling.

"Well I liked it and thought it suited you so this is what you're going to be wearing for now," Emily said. Natalie nodded in necessary acquiescence, not able to object to what her owner decided for her.

"All right, come on, I've decided who we're going to meet up with. Might decide to own a few more people along the way, but let's get going." Once the four were out of the room, Emily added, "I no longer own this lecture hall. Also, I own my grades and they are always perfect no matter how much or how little work I do."

"What about us?" Alex asked.

"And what about my job?" Aimée put in.

Emily sighed. She supposed complications like that would arise, and she should probably address them. "I own this university's ability to hire and fire. They can use it as they had been doing without any input from me, except that anyone I own will automatically become an employee of the university, as will I automatically upon graduation, with a sinecure that in my case will not involve any duties and in the case of my slaves will involve serving my every whim as they must already do, and from which none of us can be fired except as I specifically decide, and which will pay as well as the best-paying job here and will not show up on any transparency lists as I am exempt from those. The university will also, as soon as is practical, evacuate the best dorm building on campus and convert it into a luxury hotel which I own, though the university will provide all housekeeping services at no expense to me, at which I and my slaves will live at no expense to ourselves. Any student whom I claim or have claimed as my property will immediately cease to be a student as of now or when I claim them." The money wasn't really necessary, Emily knew, since she could just claim ownership of anything she wanted without having to pay for it, but she figured she might as well get as much as she could, if for no other reason than that she could.

"I guess that settles that, then," Natalie said.

"All right, now we're going to meet up with some people so I can claim them, too. Also, all the changes I've made to you three will automatically apply to anyone else I claim," Emily put in right as the first few students for the next class in the lecture hall started approaching the doors. She took a moment to look them over. "You and you," she said, pointing to a tall, leggy brunette with a face that made Emily have to resist getting hard and a petite strawberry blonde who was absurdly cute, "I own you. Get over here and follow me until I decide what more to do with you." The two women stepped out from the small crowd, their bodies, clothes and mentalities changing to match Emily's requirements. She could sense trepidation from each of them, a bit of annoyance from the brunette since the class was one she enjoyed, but they were, of course, subject to Emily's every arbitrary whim. "Also seeing me use my powers is something that gets all of you extremely aroused."

With that, Emily beckoned with her finger and her five scantily clad slaves followed obediently as she led them to their next destination.