This choice: Want him right here, right now, with NO superpowers • Go Back... "What!?!" Pam shouted out loud. "I want him right here! NOW!! With no superpowers!!
Pam stood up at her desk and a dazed and confused Mark appeared before her. Even more confused were Pam's classmates and instructor who were all shocked into silence by Pam's insane outburst and Mark's strange appearance.
Pam was so angry, though, she didn't care who saw them or who knew about her new, god-like powers; however, she wanted Mark to herself.
"Everybody out!" Pam yelled, and with a wave of her hand everyone vanished leaving her alone with her confused boyfriend. Pam glared at Mark with daggers in her eyes and a devilish grin. "Hello, lover," she said.
"What's happening? What happened to my powers? How did I get here?" As Mark stammered question after question Pam slowly raised her hand displaying the ring on her finger. Once Mark saw it there was only one question that mattered. "How did you get that?"
"I found it in my backpack." She waved her hand again and the room changed from a classroom to an interrogation cell with four blank concrete walls, no door and a single chair in the center that was spotlit by an unseen light source.
"Sit down." Pam said.
"I swear I can expla-"
"SIT DOWN!!" Pam was having tremendous fun being in charge and she used the ring to make her eyes flash bright red and scare Mark into a seated position.
Pam paced back and forth watching Mark sweat. Then she stopped and stood over him. "You know, I don't care that you found a magic ring that gave you the power to do anything and didn't tell me. I'm not mad that you gave yourself superpowers and left me behind. I don't even care that you LIED about not feeling well to get rid of me. What I can't stand is that you would float up in the sky and spy on girls with your super vision. You're a pervert!! With unlimited power you stare at girls tits."
Mark hung his head in shame.
"You have no imagination," Pam continued, "If you'd thought for two seconds about what this ring could do perhaps you could have avoided being a creep and cheating on your girlfriend."
"I didn't want to mess with your body or mind!" Mark shouted. "And I wasn't cheating on you!!"
Two thick chains appeared and wrapped themselves around Mark's chest and lower legs, locking him to the chair.
"You could have asked me." Pam said. "I would have let you do pretty much anything you wanted to my body. Now I'm going to show you what you could have had."
Pam lifted her arms and her jeans and t-shirt changed into a slinky, form fitting, lipstick red cocktail dress with super thin spaghetti straps. She walked around behind Mark sliding her fingers along his chest. Mark could hear the seductive click-click of her high heel shoes with each step. Seeing her in that dress alone was enough to make his penis spring to life and stand at attention.
Pam leaned down and whispered in Mark's ear, "You haven't seen anything yet." She walked back in front of him and stood, legs apart, with her back to her prisoner. She bent at the waist slightly accentuating her round, firm behind and causing the hem of her short dress to raise slightly. Looking back over her shoulder Pam began increasing her height by making her legs longer and more shapley, inch by sexy inch. Her height slowly increased until she topped out at 6 feet tall with the longest, most incredible legs Mark had ever seen. Mark ran his eyes up and down Pam's new rounded calves and mouth watering, supple thighs.
Pam ran her hands up her legs to her hips where they paused. She added several inches to her rear and sides, then slid her hands further up to her waist which shrank slightly and moved inward. Her lower measurements were now 23 inches at her middle and 38 inches at her hips which created an insane hourglass shape.
Pam could hear Mark breathing heavily and used the ring to amp up his level of desire even further. He began to fight against the chains that held him in place.
Pam turned sideways and flipped her hair over her shoulder. Her brown hair was now much longer, fuller and wavy and also shone under the spotlight with golden highlights. "Do you like what you see, Mark? Just you wait. The best is still to come." She turned to face him full on and began slowly inflating her breasts.
Within seconds she'd grown her perky B-cup titties into full round D-cup boobs that were putting some serious strain on her dress. Pam's growing cleavage was beginning to spill over the top of her neckline, and she only emphasized it more by running her hands up her stomach to her incredible new chest, squeezing her boobs and moaning in ecstasy.
By the time her swelling globes were approaching the F-cup range the thin straps that ran over her shoulders gave and snapped and rips began to form in the seams that ran under her arms and along her sides.
Pam played the bimbo role and, placing a finger in her mouth, spoke in a sultry voice, "Uh oh! It seems by big beautiful boobies are just too much for my tight little dress. Whatever will I do?"
By this point Mark was on the verge of losing his mind. He continued to buck and fight against the chains while he drooled and whined.
A devilish grin spread across Pam's luscious lips. "Wait, I know just what to do. If my dress can't handle my giant boobies I'll just need to take it off." She snapped her fingers and the dress fell off her, landing in a pile around her feet. She kicked it to the side and struck a pose for Mark. She was now completely nude except for her black shoes and matching panties. Her spectacular H-cup breasts stood high on her chest begging for Mark's touch, but he remained restrained.
"What do you think, baby?" Pam asked bunching her thick mane atop her head while arching her back and thrusting her massive globes out. "Are you beginning to understand where you went wrong? Do you see the possibilities?"
Mark nodded his head so vigorously that Pam thought it might just fall off.
Pam took a few steps towards where Mark was restrained. "And this is far from all you could have done. This is just the tip of the iceberg." Pam looked down and saw that Mark's pants were tented at the crotch with his erection. She smiled and held her hand out toward his penis. She began to move her hand upward and Mark could feel his pants getting tighter and tighter as his dick grew longer, thicker and harder. Just when the pressure became too much his massive hard-on burst through the denim of his pants and continued to grow uninhibited. Mark moaned with pleasure as his unit surpassed porn star proportions, not stopping its expansion until it was 15 inches long and almost as thick as his forearm. Not only had Pam blessed him with a giant cock, but she had also made it extra sensitive and even the feel of the cool air against his skin made him want to come. But he couldn't.
Pam got down on her knees before her prisoner and examined his newly enlarged tool with hunger in her eyes. Then she looked up and met his gaze. She could see the desperation in his eyes. Pam leaned in close to Mark's pole and cupped her right breast, squeezing her nipple and making it stand at attention. She opened her mouth wide and moved toward the head of Mark's penis. Then, just before she wrapped her soft, full lips around it she closed her mouth and lightly blew on his shaft. Mark began to buck and writhe in a combination of pleasure and frustration. He felt so close to orgasm, but he couldn't come. What he didn't know was that Pam and the ring were keeping holding him right on the edge but not letting him go.
She was driving him crazy, he'd never wanted anyone so bad. And she wasn't going to let him have her. Not ever.
She began to stand up again which sent Mark into a frenzy. "NO, NO, PLEASE!!" he shouted.
Pam simply leaned down and put her gorgeous face near his, her tantalizing bosom swinging just out of his reach but very much visible. "I just want you to know what you're going to be missing. You wanted to spy on some random girls while you girlfriend would have done anything for you. We could have had so much fun, but now you'll never get to touch me ever again. You're never going to want a woman as much as you'll want me, but you blew it. Have a nice life."
Pam straightened up and began to walk away. As she went clothes began to appear on her body. A second later she was wearing denim cut-off shorts, a pink halter top and black Converse All Star high tops. Pam's hair bunched itself together into a ponytail and a black band appeared to hold it on place.
Mark fought against the chains that held him until he could feel bruises and welts forming along his chest and arms. When they confined to offer no give he shut his eyes and let out a scream at the top of his lungs.
When he was done he opened his eyes and found he was back in a classroom sitting at one of the desks. He was no longer restrained, but his massive member still hung out of his torn pants. It was the sort of tool he should be excited about, but he knew he would never get to use it with the one girl he wanted. She was gone. All that remained was a note written on the whiteboard that read: "Don't forget to shut off the lights, lover. Signed, Pam!"
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