Originally posted to writing.com
The girls had found, on the second floor, a giant, luxuriously furnished bedroom that appeared to be Annabelle's. They'd turned on the TV in the room, and found to their delight a nude Jason Henderson on just about every channel.
They found themselves growing increasingly aroused, and by the time a blonde reporter had become first in line to kneel before Jason's cock, Annabelle and Kim were on the floor in front of the TV, kissing and pawing each other, their clothes half off. Emma was on the bed, her panties pushed aside, trying to relieve herself singlehandedly.
Downstairs, Kevin and Jennifer were similarly aroused, to the point that Jennifer was bent over the kitchen counter revealing her teenaged ass to her husband while he thrust into her from behind.
As Jason came onto the face and cantaloupe-sized tits of NHK's senior foreign affairs correspondent who now looked like a slutty geisha, he realized, "Whoa, I think we're in a feedback loop here -- I can feel the world's urges going up as mine continue. Let me dial it back a bit, but first, a pause while you all orgasm."
Everyone watching or listening to the press conference, live or on TV, came. Emma got to enjoy her first-ever climax. Kim and Annabelle squirted into each other's faces. Jennifer had to look around for a sponge to clean up the puddle she and Kevin made on the kitchen's marble floor.
Jason started speaking once again. "Those blowjobs were excellent," he said. "Every man should be able to get blowjobs like those."
Kevin happened to be looking right at Jennifer as her mouth widened slightly, her lips noticeably enlarging, her lipstick becoming a more vivid and glossy shade of red. A similar alteration occurred upstairs -- and, in fact, throughout the world.
"Now, then," spoke Jason. "Although I'm going to be much more 'hands-on' than the previous God, I'm not planning on changing life on Earth to any significant degree -- of course, you've seen what I've already done. But as I've announced, I do intend to answer prayers and even wishes when the mood strikes me. I don't think I'm going to demand worship, but let me tell you, I will look more favorably upon people who listen to my music than those who don't. Let me give you an example, as I pick a wish at random from...