Go to school. [Mind-Control]

[Author's Note: There is no direct-sex in this chapter, but there is female masturbation.]

You wake up early the next morning, your alarm clock blaring as your hand bashes the night stand next to you, trying to find the snooze button. You jolt yourself awake as you realize today is the day! You were finally ready to use your mind-control device! You feel your full neglected testicles, aching for release. You had specifically decided to not jerk off for the past few days in anticipation of today’s events.

After throwing on some clothes and grabbing your green backpack, you stumble outside, embracing the frigid October air, the cold breeze biting your nose. You rush over to the bus stop, spotting your cute Asian neighbor, Angela. She was an absolutely tiny girl, small, tight and adorable at the tender age of 18. She had a toned, athletic body that she worked on through hours of ballet (you’ve heard she’s quite good!) and playing the flute in your school’s marching band. But all that glitters is not gold: she was a drama whore and a compulsive liar, earning her many hated enemies in school. She had shafted you on a few occasions and now it was time for you to return the favor! *wink-wink, nudge-nudge*

“Hey Angela,” you say, blowing hot air into your cupped hands and rubbing them together, “Cold out today. We could both be a lot warmer if I had my hands on your tits and if you rubbed your ass on my crotch.” Scholars would look back at this day and say perhaps you were overly confident that your magic would work. Others would call you a hero.

“Oh, yeah! That would be a lot better.” She replies with a charming grin, she backs her tight trained bottom into your crotch as you reach under her winter coat and start to grope her petite breasts through her shirt. For bottoms, she’s only wearing black yoga pants, the thin material offering little resistance between your cock and her panty-clad ass. She looks up at you and sticks her cute pink tongue out between her smile before turning her head back down to text her friends on her phone. My god, you think to yourself, what a tease. You could only imagine how horny you’d feel if you didn’t have mind-control powers.

“Hey Angela, do you mind taking your bra off? It’s in the way.” You say as you withdraw your hands from under her shirt, patiently waiting for her.

“Sure!” she chirps happily, her flexible arms reaching under her thick coat and shirt and unclasping her own bra as she flings it away onto the sidewalk. You look down at the adorable Asian girl grinding the back of her skin tight yoga pants into your hardening cock. You reach under her shirt again, pinching and fondling the hard nubs topping her breasts, a bit chilly for her you imagine! She happily continues texting on her phone as you openly **** her nubile tits at the bus stop, a passing car beeping at you two. “Hey John, why did that-Augh! Hah… t-that guy honk his horn?” She innocently asks as you tweak her sensitive nipples, not even realizing she stumbled on her words.

“Not sure,” you try to say with a straight face, “Are you still cold by the way?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty chilly out today!”

“Oh, you should try masturbating.” You say as if stating a fact, like telling her to blow on soup that’s too hot. “That always warms you up.”

“Yeah, you’re right! Thanks for reminding me.” You watch the oblivious petite Asian pull her own yoga pants and her grey cotton panties down to her knees in one yank, revealing an absolutely perfect pussy: beautifully pink and tight as a wine bottles’s cork. Stashing her phone away in her coat pocket, she sucks her middle and index fingers and goes to town on her delectable slit in public. She moans as she pushes her fingers in and rubs her clit with her thumb, appreciating your assistance as you continue to play with her small breasts underneath her shirt. “S-so-Oh..! A-are you coming to the-Ugh! G-game tonight?” she huffed as she shamelessly pleasured herself in front of you, trying to carry on the conversation.

“Uh, not sure? I might go.” You say honestly, your nimble fingertips rubbing the tips of her nipples as you talk. Truth be told, with your new found powers you didn’t know where you’d be in the next hour, let alone tonight!

“Ah! Hah… W-well, the b-band is perfo-Oooh!-orming… s-so you should go!” You consider going as your hands grope her tiny body, one sliding along her flat stomach and the other massaging her smooth silky side underneath her arm. You’re glad that the bus stop is just the two of you, you have Angela completely under your control for yourself. You watch her slender thin fingers dexterously squishing inside her wet folds, her tiny tight body suddenly tensing up against you as she orgasms in public. Her eyes weld shut and her little mouth ekes out syllables as she climaxes. You two hear the roar of the bus coming down the road, and she gives a happy sigh. “Ah..! Just in time! Hey, do you want to sit next to me?”