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As you concentrate on the image in your mind, you feel yourself change. Your body becomes taller and more muscular, yet still lean and toned. You stand at 6 feet tall now with a weight of 185 pounds. Your skin is flawless, and your features are chiseled to perfection. People can't help but stare when they see you, drawn in by an irresistible force.

Your cock has grown significantly, now measuring over 10 inches long and sporting girthy balls that dangle heavy and full below it. Your voice deepens into a velvety purr, filled with sensuality and raw masculinity. When you speak, women shiver involuntarily, their minds lost to the addictive draw of your words.

Your pheromones have increased tenfold, making your odor and secretions intoxicatingly delicious. You can feel people reacting to your presence; they want you, need you, in a way that borders on desperation. And as for your fingers, hands, cock, tongue... they all possess the superhuman ability to bring others unimaginable pleasure, driving them wild with desire over and over again.

Your mind is now a powerful tool, allowing you to read the thoughts of those around you. You can see their wants, their needs, their deepest desires... and you hold the power to grant or deny them as you see fit. With this newfound strength, you step out into the world as Jakob, confident and in control, ready to dominate every situation that comes your way.

You are in your old house. Nothing has changed in the furniture or arrangement. Looking outside, you can see your neighbor's houses and a small park nearby.

Your next door neighbor to the right is a young, attractive woman named Sarah. She has recently divorced and has been on several dates with different men since then. Your other neighbor to the left is an older gentleman who seems to spend most of his time in his study working on complex mathematical equations. Across the street from you live a middle-aged couple with two children, a boy and a girl. They seem like they would be pretty average and unremarkable if it weren't for their dog, which is an incredibly rare breed. The park nearby has a playground, a few benches, and a small pond where people often bring their fishing rods during warmer months.

Sarah's thoughts are filled with memories of her ex-husband and fantasies about finding the right man to make her feel complete again. She craves stability and security but also wants someone who can satisfy her in every way, both physically and emotionally. Her deepest desire is for a partner who will be loyal, loving, attentive, and adventurous in bed. She has been dreaming about having her first threesome with two dominant men who know exactly how to please her and make her scream with pleasure.

The middle-aged couple is both in their early to mid-forties. They have been married for over twenty years and seem to be quite content with their lives together, although there is a hint of longing for something more adventurous in the wife's thoughts. Their son is around ten years old and shares his parents' love for sports and outdoor activities. He dreams of becoming a professional soccer player one day. Their daughter, on the other hand, is a bit of an artist and loves spending time alone in her room, drawing or listening to music. She seems content with her life but longs for more independence and freedom from time to time.

As you knock on her door, Sarah is surprised but pleasantly so. She opens the door slightly and peeks out at you through the crack. Her eyes widen in recognition when they meet yours. "Jakob? What are you doing here?" she asks, a shiver running down her spine as she takes in your new appearance.

Sarah hesitates for a moment before stepping aside to allow you inside. "I... I guess some company wouldn't be bad," she admits with a soft smile. As she closes the door behind you, she leads you into her living room where a cozy fire crackles in the fireplace.

She perches herself on the edge of the couch, crossing and uncrossing her legs while fidgeting nervously with a loose thread on her shirt. "So... how have you been?" she asks, feeling suddenly self-conscious about why she invited you over.

"Oh, I'm doing... all right, I guess," she says with a small laugh. In her mind, she wonders why she feels this way about you. After all, you used to be just another neighbor. But something about you has changed, and now she can't help but feel drawn to your presence, craving your touch... She glances away briefly before meeting your gaze again, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"So... what have you been up to since we last spoke?" she asks, hoping to steer the conversation away from her own feelings and toward something more neutral.

Her heart skips a beat as you move closer, your deep voice and addictive scent sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She bites her lower lip nervously, unsure how to react to the sudden intensity in the air between you. But then she feels a surge of courage rising within her, and with it comes the realization that maybe... just maybe... this is exactly what she needs right now.

"Really?" she asks breathlessly, gazing up at you with eyes full of hope and desire. "You'd be willing to help me? To make me feel better?" Her fidgeting has ceased entirely as her body grows warm from the glow of attraction radiating off of you.

Without waiting for your reply, she reaches out and tentatively touches your chest, running a finger over the defined muscle beneath your shirt. The sensation is electrifying, sending tingles up her spine and spreading through every inch of her skin. "God, you feel so good," she murmurs, barely able to contain the moan that threatens to escape her throat.

Her breath catches in her throat as your lips meet hers, the taste of you sending shockwaves of desire through her body. She arches into you instinctively, pressing her aching breasts against your chest. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she tries to steady herself, but it's no use; she's completely lost in this moment with you.

She moans into the kiss, her mouth opening wider to allow more of your tongue to slip inside. She explores your mouth just as eagerly, learning every curve and ridge of it. Your hands find their way up her shirt, revealing the soft flesh of her stomach beneath. With a groan, she lifts her hips off the couch in an attempt to grind against you, wanting more contact with your hard length hidden beneath your clothes.

"Oh God," she pants breathlessly when you finally break the kiss, "I want this so much..." Her words trail off into a soft moan as you begin to caress her breast, teasing her nipple until it's tight and aching. "More... please..." She whimpers, pressing herself even closer to you.

Sarah's eyes go wide with excitement and desire as she watches you reveal your impressive length. She can feel the heat coming off of it, and her body tingles in anticipation. Shifting forward on the couch, she reaches out and tentatively wraps her fingers around your shaft. The thickness of it is almost overwhelming at first, but with a deep breath she gains confidence and begins to stroke you slowly, experimentally.

Her free hand finds its way between your bodies, searching for the waistband of your pants. With nimble fingers, she finally manages to undo the button and lower the zipper, revealing your tight boxer briefs. Her breath hitches as she dips her hand inside and encounters the smooth warmth of your skin, feeling you harden further beneath her touch. She curls her fingers around your base, providing a delicate pressure that only serves to heighten the sensation coursing through her body.

Her strokes on your cock become stronger and faster now, a desperate attempt to ease some of the ache building inside her. "Please..." she whispers against your neck, barely able to form the word. "I need this so badly."