She heard the key entering the lock. Having failed to see an escape route, she realized there was no way to keep the liquid out of their hands other than by her drinking it.
A moment later, the door opened on an empty closet.
--
The spy had been intently focused on escape as she drained the formula. She found herself standing in an office she'd never seen before, but with people she recognized--top brass in her country, military leaders, top politicians.
"How did you get in here?" demanded one of the military men.
"I don't know. I was assigned to Project Eternal when I saw a chance to fulfill my objective. I was nearly captured, so I drank the liquid I had been sent to procure, and then I found myself here."
Worried looks passed between the others in the room, and the spy found she was picking up on their thoughts.
"God? Omnipotent? What's going on? Tell me!"
As if the words were being pulled from his mouth, her country's head of state began talking.
"We found out the country you had been sent to infiltrate was working on something that might, potentially, make its drinker omnipotent. Of course, we couldn't let that remain in their hands, so we sent you in undercover. We didn't expect that you'd have to drink it, but as far as we know, you're all-powerful now."
"So if I wanted you to jump on your desk and do the chicken dance, you would?"
The man jumped on his desk and began doing the chicken dance.
"And you!" she said, turning to the general who had first demanded an explanation for her presence. "You should know better than to demand things of your superiors. You're demoted." With that, the general vanished, and somewhere, she knew, a second lieutenant was wondering how he got where he was.
"As for the rest of you, I sense a proper fear and respect from you. You may serve me.
"And you're annoying me," she said to the head of state, who was still doing the chicken dance. "Maybe you'd be less annoying if you had tits the size of beanbag chairs and weren't on my desk."
The spy draped herself over her new seat behind her new desk, feeling soft, pliable flesh give way beneath her. She stretched languorously across it, growing as she did to a more suitable 10 feet with breasts the size of beach balls, an impossibly narrow waist, a huge ass and sexy hairless limbs. Her divinity shone from her face and from the rest of her unclothed form.
"Oh, you think you'll just make another formula? Sorry. I've changed reality: no one bound by it--meaning everyone but me--can have power anywhere close to mine. I'm afraid you'll find that I'm the eternal ruler of this universe now, and frankly such thoughts make you unsuitable to be in it." The man who had thought it vanished, erased from reality.
"Now, gentlemen...
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