“OK buddy, enough fun with that for now,” I say with a slightly evil smile down to my victim. “As you have figured out, I have some fucking cool powers and enjoy using them. Pick one of my fingers. They all look normal now, but when I stuff the finger into my mouth and suck, it will transform. This is a game I love! Oh, by the way, if you don’t pick a finger, I'll transport some of your relatives here to enjoy my hospitality. I guarantee you will regret it more than you can imagine. Which one do you want….first – mwahaha…”
He sounded miserably scared when he practically whispered his answer. I flicked his stomach, "What boy? Did you say you want your wife, college-aged son or brother to appear next to you? I don't normally drag in innocent people, but will make an exception for you. Speak up - I didn't hear you!" My light flick knocked the air out of him. He gasped out, "Left index finger." The fun part of this game is I could choose whatever I wanted - he will never know what I planned in the first place...
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