OJS/You remember something of importance

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As you diligently remain in a pleasurable stasis, the structureless wastes of cosmos appear to speak to you. Out from the eternal fabric of void a lonesome thought is cast out, and it crosses your mind.

You remember all those aeons ago, when this all began. All you had to do to achieve this eternal bliss was to wish for it. And the catalyst for the wish to work was your own orgasm. You wonder: Do the wishes stack?

In between two of your orgasms, you mumble out:

████████: "I want to be in control again."

The indomitable wall of constant jilling does not cease. However, you've now gained the willpower to overcome their physical aspect, and can act freely again.

████████: "Holy fuck that was good. An ongoing googol years of orgasms unwavering in their intensity!"

Since you're still having orgasms every second, the following action seems pointless. You decide to go forward with it for kicks.

████████: "I wish that the wishes *did* stack."

You now have a surplus of around 30 million googol wishes. There's something else to this, however.

These wishes are technically magical energy, temporarily granted to you by an otherworldly being of cosmic power. This being likes to watch women masturbate, and created this incentive of a single wish for an orgasm just for that purpose. This being had long since moved on and forgotten about you, or even your universe existing.

These over 30 googol wishes are just about precisely enough to siphon this otherworldly being of all of its magic, and transport it to you. You now hold tremendous power, enough to destroy or create entire universes with. And of course, any magic that you expend will instantly be returned to you.

All of this knowledge was passed onto you along with your powers.

████████: "Haha, neat! It's like I was playing a multidimensional long con without even knowing it. Sweet, alright, let's do things."

You:

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