Chloe

"What does Melody know anyways?" You mutter to yourself. Deep down though, you knew she was right. You often did fall for girls too quickly and too easily - like that girl who held a door for you at the mall. You didn't even know her name, yet dreamed about her for 3 nights in a row.

Knowing this however, didn't mean you could change it. You couldn't stop thinking about Chloe all day. You've always known she was sexy - heck, anyone with eyes could see that. But actually feeling her bare body was another thing entirely. You ended up convincing yourself that maybe if you talked and got to know each other better, an actual relationship could be possible. That's how you found yourself standing by her locker at the end of the school day.

"Hi Chloe," you say timidly. She turns away and ignores you. "Look, sorry if things got out of hand in PE-"

She turns to you angrily. "Why don't you use your power to bother someone else?"

"I don't want someone else!" You blurt out. She is taken aback by your answer but quickly recovers her composure. She gets right in your face and pokes you in the chest. "Get the hell away from me, you monster! I don't want to talk to you, I don't even want to see you -"

You just wanted to talk to Chloe, but now here you are getting yelled at by her, with all her friends watching and laughing. Of course you could use your power to stop her - heck you could make all her friends strip, but that would just more or less prove their point. You devise a plan to use your power without everyone knowing.

Chloe is so close to you that you can speak without anyone else hearing. "You have to put on the lipstick I have in my back pocket," you whisper. Immediately, she steps even closer and reaches behind you, both hands digging into your back pockets for the lipstick. "Wha?" You grab her confused face in your hands and bend down to kiss her, cutting off any protest she might make. With her hands busy she's defenseless to stop you. When you feel her grab the lipstick, you quickly break off the kiss and whisper, "Now you can't wear the lipstick."

All the onlookers are surprised at the sudden turn of events. "Ooooh Chloe! Is that your new boyfriend?" One of her friends hollers.

"No!" Chloe shouts. "Didn't you just hear me shouting at him??"

"That lovers quarrel sure ended quickly!"

"Argghh!" Chloe grunts in frustration. "Jack made me put on this lipstick that was in his back pocket! That's why I had to reach around feeling his ass and let him kiss me!"

"So, why aren't you putting it on?" Someone asks.

"Because he changed his mind!" Chloe screams. Looking around, she sees that no one believes her. Swearing, Chloe throws the lipstick on the ground and stomps on it in frustration.

Smiling, you lean down and whisper again. "You have to wear my t-shirt." Glaring at you, Chloe grabs the hem of your shirt and you lift your arms. "-and nothing else," you finish once she pulls it off.

"No, please!" Chloe pleads, as she drops your shirt and begins pulling off her own. But her protests are muffled by the shirt as it goes over her head, and drowned out by the shouts of the onlookers.

"Get a room, you two!!" "I heard they were rolling around naked in PE! Are they going to do it here?"

"Shut up!" Chloe screams as she unclasps her bra. "Do you think I want to be doing this??" In her anger and haste to step out of her shorts and panties, Chloe trips and you instinctively reach out to grab her, accidentally getting a handful of her boob.

"Whoa! Good thing your boyfriend was there to catch you!"

Angrily, Chloe pushes you away, and throws on your t-shirt. She pulls down on the hem to hide her ass as she flees down the hallway.