With such an amazing power in your hands, you see no reason as to why you shouldn't use it to "liberate" a few choice items from your neighbors. Growing up, your mom and dad had worked dead-end, minimum wage jobs to take care of you and your siblings. You've felt the sting of poverty for far too long and now it is your chance to even the score a little.
You decide to start with Allison's dorm. Allison was your neighbor from across the hall. She was a stick thin girl, lacking any semblance of either a bust or a butt thanks to her obsession of staying as thin as possible. Only her decent pair of hips had managed to evade this scourge, though you've seen better. Her cute face was Allison's only saving grace when it came to her appearance.
Taking a deep breath, you press against her door ever so quietly. The thin metal slab opens without a squeak, allowing you to slip in as silent as a ghost. You notice that the layout of her apartment is exactly the same as yours. Because of this you manage to navigate the unfamiliar environment with ease and before long you find yourself in Allison's room proper. It's a cozy little area, littered with pictures of her friends and family.
Looking around for anything of value, you are disappointed to find that Allison's room contains little of value. She doesn't seem to have any sort of fancy MP3 players or computers; the only thing of any relative worth is a small, aged television sitting in the corner. However, there is one thing you notice: her laundry hamper. Inside sits a pile of bras, panties, and blouses.
Reaching inside, you pull out a black bra and raise it to your face. Swallowing your decency, you take a huge sniff. Your nostrils are assaulted by the intoxicating mixture of Allison's sweat and her aromatic perfume. Blood rushes to your hardening cock as you continue to take in the wonderful smell of her used undergarment.
Just as your hand begins to snake into your boxers, a sound alerts you from behind. Pivoting around, you are greeted by Allison! She's clad in a skin-tight yoga leotard and has a pair of earphones jammed into her head. She doesn't seem to notice the disembodied, floating bra that you've neglected to put down. Instead the obvious woman tosses a mat on the floor and begins to do what you can only guess are her yoga exercises.
Watching the nubile young woman stretch herself as you continue to sniff the bra for all its worth finally sends you over the edge. It's time to mess with Allison. In the heat of the moment, you come to decide on two different actions to take. First of all, you could use the gun to make Allison as horny as you are. Watching her deal with a raging libido in what she thinks is total privacy might make for some fun. Second, you could just use the gun to make her into the perfect woman. She might not like putting on a few pounds, but its not like it's her choice after all.
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