WARNING: In this chapter, Sally may do some things a little...hardcore. Well, not 'hardcore', just things that aren't typical. Please remember - this is my first fanfiction, and I know nothing about sex or anything. Pretty much all I know about it is from Connorkenway00 and hypno319 on fanfiction, so...just cut me some slack okay? I do have kind of a plot in mind, which should start becoming somewhat clear in about 1 or 2 chapters later. Now, it's 1:24am here, I have to get up at 5:30 for an airplane (3 connecting flights - 3 hrs, 5 hrs, and FIFTEEN FRIGGIN' HOURS) so as much as I enjoyed writing these 4 chapters, this'll be the last one tonight (this morning?)

I left my room, still invisible to the eye, and walked to the front door, after making sure to close my bedroom door behind me so Percy wouldn't come in.

Percy was still in the kitchen, busying himself with who knows what. I considered going over to see, I mean, he wouldn't see me, but then I realised that after all his years of fighting for his life, he would probably be able to sense a presence, invisible or not.

I let myself easily out the front door, and dropped my clothes on the ground. I would get them later. I took the elevator down to the ground floor, marvelling at the fact that I was walking around without clothes, and nobody could see me.

Might as well have some fun, I thought evilly.

First, I sat on a park bench in a park not too far from my apartment. (The closest place to NYC I've ever BEEN TO, let alone LIVED IN, is New Jersey, so you'll have to forgive me if I make some stuff up.) As I sat with my legs crossed, I watched the children running around and playing. Walking naked around Manhattan, the cool air blowing on to my parts that were usually covered, like my ass and tits, made made me feel incredibly horny. Up till now I hadn't touched myself at all, as I was out in public, but then I remembered that nobody could see me, so I eagerly brought up one hand to my left tit and started rubbing and groping it.

I uncrossed my legs and sat with them apart, and was about to dive in, when I realised that there was a problem. The full bush that I had grown my pussy to was getting in the way of me giving myself all the pleasure I could get. I couldn't see my pussy hair, but by touch I could tell when it was all gone.

I started right away with two fingers straight into my pussy, but frowned when the rule I had given it earlier, that it would let anything in easily, prevented any challenge. Rubbing the very inside of my pussy, I found I was very wet. I was actually surprised that I hadn't dripped on my walk to the park, but I wouldn't have been able to see it anyways as I was invisible, and therefore so was anything my body produced.

I made my pussy tight, not so tight that nothing would be able to get through, but still very tight indeed. Then, without bracing myself, I shoved in the two fingers.

I gasped at first, but then the gasps gradually turned to moans of pleasure as I gave my body what it had long desired.

Before when I masturbated, I'd always had to be careful, because someone could always see what I was doing, or they'd hear my moans and know it was me.

Here, in a public area, naked and invisible, I could fully give myself an intense gift. I moaned and screamed softly to myself, making the children stay warily away from my bench with whispers of 'ghost! ghost!'.

After a while, I was fully spent. I lay panting on my bench, my legs spread wide, the cool, fresh (Again, NO idea if New York is clean, or polluted, or what) air playing with me, almost as if it were trying to touch my tits and ass. I remembered a a few Greek gods, the wind gods, and wondered if one of them had found me, and if so, if he liked what they 'saw'.

My next stop was Paul's office, empty except for himself. I saw him lying with his head down on the table, asleep. I shook my head. No doubt he'd stayed up all night grading papers, then fallen asleep sometime during the day. I was about to wake him him, but then I had a better idea.

Before the gods changed me, I didn't know much of sex. My idea of a great sex was me riding Paul's dick, and of great orgasm was just pleasure. But now I had the means and the body to take it to the next level.

Gently, so he wouldn't wake up, I removed Paul's pants, and then his boxers, to find his dick hanging limp, not hard at all. That was disappointing. I'd hoped he was having some sort of sexual dream so I wouldn't have to do any work myself.

I started stroking his dick, over and over again, and gently licking it too. Before long, it stood, erect, and I praised myself as a job well done before I took his, not huge, but fairly-sized dick into my mouth. I tried to take it all in, and choked, not having ever tried to deep-throat someone before. I used my powers to allow his dick into my mouth and down my throat, as I sucked it over and over again.

Unfortunately, he didn't stay asleep long. He woke with a start, and started freaking out, which was understandable, as he'd woken up without any pants, to find someone he couldn't see deep-throating him. I choked again, then hastily removed my mouth from around his dick, and raced out the door, leaving him absolutely shell-shocked. I'd explain it all to him later tonight.

I made my breasts and ass firm as I ran - all the better to go faster with. I would have to find a time to find a size and stick to it later. For now though, I had to get back to my apartment before Paul did. There was one more thing I planned to do.

Once outside my front door, I grabbed the clothes I had left outside, and put them on. Then, I changed back to my original look so I could be seen again. But I wasn't done yet, there was one more magical change I had to make.

I concentrated until I saw my hair become longer, curly, and blonde. I had grey, calculating eyes, big but firm tits, and a great big bubble butt. I suddenly felt like I knew a lot more too, like I could come up with a plan for anything if needed. I felt absolutely terrified of spiders. Huh. "I guess when I base my looks after a certain person, I adopt their properties too." I said to myself. I now looked exactly like Percy's girlfriend.

I rung the doorbell, and a few moments later it was answered by Percy. He blinked.

"Annabeth?"

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i tend to get a bit hyperactive and crazy when i'm tired so i will try to make myself stop writing, post this chapter, and go to sleep before i do something stupid.