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You float in a sea of emptiness. You are surrounded by a white glow, stretching as far as the eye can see. You can't remember how you got here, and your head hurts a bit. You try to move around, but you feel sluggish and strange. It's as if your body doesn't want to respond. You feel a strange sense of curiosity, despite your situation. If this is a dream, it's a weird one. Suddenly, a woman's voice rings out from all around you at once.

"Human... You're going to receive a very special gift."

A woman's form appears out of the surrounding glow, descending vaguely from above you. She's beautiful - the most beautiful woman you've ever seen. She's dressed in a simple toga like garment, with long auburn hair, sparkling green eyes, and a beautiful figure barely hidden underneath her thin white robe. Her face is shapely, with sharp features. You can't look away. Every part of your body aches to stare.

"You've lived an average life, in my estimation," she continues, settling on the ground in front of you. Her voice is like cold water, beautiful and pointed, almost musical. "I believe you are the perfect Human test subject for a power I have found very useful for many eons. You have many sexual desires, yes?"

You're awestruck. This woman is far too beautiful, too well spoken. You attempt to respond, without stammering.

"Well, yeah..." you manage. She smiles a little, the corners of her beautiful lips wrapping up ever so slightly.

"Naturally. Nothing to be embarrassed about. No doubt you've had those desires for me since first seeing me. Although... your thoughts are rather obviously betrayed in that regard, " she says, motioning down. You follow her gaze right to your crotch, and notice your growing erection. You blush. "Well since you're so enthusiastic, " she continues, circling your floating body, "I'll get right to the point. I am Aphrodite, Goddess of Love. I have chosen you, human, to receive one of my divine powers. From hence forth, you will be able to manipulate the sexual desires of others. They won't change their personalities for you, but you will still be able to affect them dramatically. Request something erotic of any man or woman, and they will comply. Grant them pleasure or withhold it. Have them take no notice of you, or have them as engaged as can be. They can be loud or quiet, your intercourse violent or gentle." Her circle continues, as she passes behind you. "Additionally, nothing you say will seem out of the ordinary to anyone, especially if it's sexual. The first power without this detail is worthless, as I have discovered. Any statement, from a complement to a well-endowed male, to an expressed desire to make love to a busty woman, will be as meaningful as talk about the weather. Feel no inhibition in your desire, or talk thereof. Express your wishes, and your subject will race to comply." She finishes her circle, locking eyes with you. "Such are your powers over others. How does this strike you?"

You can't help but be shocked. This is quite the power... What a good dream you must be having. You hope it doesn't end soon.

"Damn..." you stammer. "I'd love that."

"I thought so. Rather than hold you here and give you the full range of possibilities you now have before you, I will simply let you go experience your powers. Return to your world human, and enjoy." She steps forward, kissing you softly, and pushes you backwards into the glowing aura that surrounds you. You can feel yourself falling, farther and farther, faster and faster.

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