"What's your name?" Jake asked the timid looking woman.
"Monica," she said shyly. She was wearing a fully covering business suit, glasses, high heels, and a bun in her hair. Indeed, Jake thought she looked frumpy enough for Regina to show her up.
"Come here," he said.
She hesitated briefly, long enough for John to scope her out. By nature, she was slightly pudgy and quite unremarkable. In that brief moment of hesitation, he froze time except for himself. He telepathically undressed her and looked to see what he could do.
Immediately, he converted her muffin top into a toned six pack. He crafted her legs to be chiseled. Her arms were bulked up to be slightly bigger than Regina's. Her butt was tightened up to be highly muscular. Her breasts inflated four cup sizes. For good measure, he added more height to her and gave her a backstory that involves her being a competitive bodybuilder rather than a sexually frustrated secretary. He redressed her, adding skimpy workout attire under the suit, and unfroze time.
"What are you waiting for?" Jake asked angrily.
Immediately, Monica made her way to the bench. Once she got there, she took off the suit and let down her hair. The crowd was awestruck but Jake was furious.
"Did you plant Monica Dallas in the audience, you punk?" he asked John.
"And how would I have done that?" John countered. "I don't even know her, though I would like to."
Out of sheer frustration, Jake decided to...
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