A multitude of reasons had let to you spending New Year's eve on your own. People working on their careers, quarantines and general exhaustion was wearing on everyone's mind, which was why a lot of the world found themselves in a similar positions as yourself - watching the clock tick down and fireworks lighting up the foggy night.

Truthfully, you were probably pretty happy with a night to yourself to mark the end of another hard year. More and more it seemed like people were struggling with the state of the world, so being in your own apartment, your little bubble, felt comforting. A little champagne and maybe even a joint was the little treat you had promised yourself to end the year in stile.

New Year's wishes was something that your parents had introduced you to early on, and as a little nod to your childhood traditions, you decided on a wish for better times ahead. Success, love and fun was all you could hope for, except for a plethora of naughty thoughts that filled your head as you drank and lit up when the clock started to chime. Looking out from your balcony, into the cold night and the exploding rockets, you heard a sound from inside your apartment.

With a cocked eyebrow, you make your way into your large living room and gasp. A broad, beautiful smile was spread across my gorgeous lips. It was going to take some explaining to convince you to who I was. "Uhm, hi!" I said in a cute voice with a bit of hesitation. Your own shock was probably made worse due to my looks. I had sculpted a body made out of the best of all of your favorite women. Every tempting curve was lit from the back in your dimly lit living room. The only thing covering by naked body was a cocktail dress that open up around my thighs and clung to my shapes. "I'm Emma, and I'm here to make sure that your life becomes whatever you could want." I said with a curtsy and stepped a little closer to you.

I raised a hand as I got closer - hoping to keep you calm. "I know that you're gonna have a thousand questions as to who, what, why I am here, but just know that anything you could ever desire is possible with me at your side." I said and rested my hand on your chest. "I can be your guardian angel, your adoring wife, your devoted healslut and your submissive cocksleeve. And all the while, your body, mind and potential will only be limited by your imagination." I purred and ran my hand slowly down your chest.

"You could dominate your office, and fuck or work your way to the top. You could have me build a mansion for you and a harem of pornstars, celebs and models. Hell, you could even fuck your way through your own family is you so please." I growl the last words with a teasing smile as I look up at you and grab your shaft through your pants.

"But no matter the conquest you desire, I'm sure you would like to do I with a big, fat cock..." I practically moaned as I let a fraction of my powers flow into your cock through your pants.

Hi! I'm Emma, and I hope you like my intro :3 I'm not gonna go into too many details up front, as I've purposefully let a lot of elements vague for us to shape this story together. If you're up for that, please don't hesitate to contact me.

You're welcome to have a look at my previous posts, to get an idea of the sorts of scenarios I've played with before.