1. powers: chapters 1 and 2


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Male / Older Female, Mind Control, Written by women, Author: hornylittlegirl96, Rating: 91.6, Source: sexstories.com

    started putting two and two together. I decided to run a little test. I looked to one of my other friends, rick, his mom always put green beans in his lunch box even though he hated them, he always threw them out without eating them. I hated him a little for that. “Eat your green beans,” I told him. “Okay,” he said. he did. And I knew. I knew without a doubt that I was a power. Not just a Strength or a Flame but a Mind, one of the most dangerous types of powers. I looked around the table. Everyone was looking back at me. They knew what I knew. I couldn’t let them go on with that kind of information. Even a High school kid like me knew that it was not a good idea to spread around info like that. A few decades ago, before anyone really knew what was going on, there had been a couple of powers who thought that they were gods. Eventually the army had to get involved. Now the general consensus was that powers were crazy and needed to be controlled. There were a bunch of really strict laws in place about how we could live. Think of it like being a black person in 1920. Just sorta’ unpleasant. Why would I live like that if I could help it? So I tried something I thought Minds might be able to do. I reached into the minds of everyone at the table and I took the memories of the last five minutes from them. I gave the lunch box back to Benson. I wouldn’t need to beg for food ever again. As I thought about that I wiped my entire existence from everyone in the school. Nobody knew that I ...
    ever existed. I thought that I didn’t want to be seen and I wasn’t. This is a really user friendly power, I thought. It wasn’t so much that nobody saw me it was more like nobody noticed me. I was just a piece of the background, not worthy of anyone’s attention. Time to have some fun, I thought. 2 Ms. Hendrix didn’t look up as I entered the teacher’s lounge. She wouldn’t until I made myself noticeable again. I had made it so that the other teachers and students who might want to come here would suddenly think up very good reasons not to come in about 20 feet from the door. Minds could do some interesting things. I would have to experiment later with some more things I wanted to try out. I made myself noticeable again and gave Ms. Hendrix her memories of me back. She looked up suddenly, surprised by my presence. “What are you doing here, Joseph?” she asked. Somewhat distressed about her lunch being interrupted but trying not to show it. “I need to talk to you, Ms. Hendrix, as my counselor,” I said taking a seat on a couch across from hers. I sat in the middle of the couch, my arms behind my head on the top part of the couch, relaxed as could be. “Alright,” she said, frowning, “what do you need to talk about?” I want to get back to lunch so hurry this up, she thought, not letting any of her annoyance show on her face. [You’re a total slut. All you can think about is my dick and how much you want to suck it], I thought at her. And that was all it took. I saw it instantly. A light ...