He joins Jessica at the pub

Dan entered the pub feeling pretty anxious, and unfortunately for him, what he found there did not help him calm down.

Sitting at a table in a corner were three girls. One was his friend’s crush, Jessica, the two others were girls he knew too well and who had bullied him for years at school.

Jessica looked pretty much the same as when Dan had last seen her at Steve’s party. She wore a black goth dress that showed the top of her huge boobs through transparent fabric and stopped just above her knees, a big black hat and very dark makeup. He had to admit that even if she wasn’t his type, Samuel had good taste. She had a smoking hot body. She could have been a model.

Emmy Johnson was an ex cheerleader and queen of prom from a pretty wealthy family. Her look could not have been more cliché for a person like her. She had long blond hair that she obviously took too much care of, a very athletic body with the perfect amount of curves, bright blue eyes and an angelic face that was the complete opposite of her personality.

She was wearing dark red lipstick, a lot of makeup, and a long white dress.

She was also his ex's best friend, even though she had bullied her as well for being too much of a nerd back in highschool. Dan had no idea how this had happened, but that surely meant she probably hated him even more now.

The third girl was Donna Brown. She was chubby but quite attractive with incredible curves. She had mid-long dark hair and a much more natural looking makeup, with brown eyes and very soft facial features. She was wearing a simple brown tank top and jeans.

He didn’t know her very well, but the only few interactions he’d had with her in the past were more than negative.

Dan stood frozen for a moment, his old highschool anxiety revived, but shook his head as he realized that he now had absolute power over them.

He walked to their table and sat on the only empty chair, not saying anything.

The girls stared at him in silence, not knowing how to react exactly to his sudden appearance.

He smiled at them, and finally Emmy spoke :

“Erm…” She mumbled. “Hello?”

She looked visibly annoyed.

“Hey Emmy, long time no see.” Said Dan, cherfully, with still some anxiety left.

“Can we help you?” Asked a pretty sarcastic Donna. “We were talking here.”

“Nice! What about?” Said Dan.

They all looked at eachother.

“What do you want, Dan?” Asked Jessica, in a more respectful tone than her friends.

She had always been at least polite whenever they had met before. She was the kind of girl who was friends with everyone, popular or not, and even if she wasn’t a nerd, she still enjoyed typically geeky stuff. She had moved in town a few months earlier, but was already friends with a lot of people.

“Well to be honest I wanted to speak with you about Samuel.” Explained Dan.

“Erm… Ok…” She replied, intrigued.

“He’s really into you.”

Her friends giggled.

“Who would have guessed? Duh!” Exclaimed Emmy, raising an eyebrow.

Jessica did not show any reaction.

“Hey listen.” She said to Dan. “Samuel is a very nice guy, but I just like him as a friend. Also I’m just out of a bad relationship. I just need to focus on myself for now.”

“Also he’s a fat dork!” Said Emmy, grinning.

Donna giggled.

“Oh you don’t like fat dorks, do you?” Asked Dan, gritting his teeth.

“Who does?” She replied with a smirk, before sipping on her beer like this was a perfectly normal remark and nothing was out of the ordinary.

“You know…” Said Dan. “I think the reason you hate fat dorks so much is because you actually love them. You find them super attractive, they make your pussy wet just thinking about them, but you wouldn’t admit it.

She almost spit her beer.

“What the fuck?!” She almost shouted. “You’re such a weirdo!”

“Dan.” Called Jessica. “Please leave.”

She seemed dead serious.

“Ok! Ok! You know what? I’m sorry! I apologize!” Said Dan raising his hands. “It was stupid of me to say that. I was joking, obviously. It’s not like any of that is true, or that Jessica would definitely want to try to convince us, politely, that she is sexually attracted to fat dorks.”

He had added the word “politely” to make sure she would behave.

“What did he just say?” Thought Emmy, suddenly very confused. Somehow she felt like he had a point, but how could he? Was she attracted to fat dorks? Of course not, she thought. But… Something in her mind was troubling her. She wanted to tell them, politely of course, how she was sexually attracted to fat dorks. It wasn’t true of course, but she wanted to tell them anyway, to convince them. She NEEDED to.

“Seriously, Dan. Please leave.” Insisted Jessica.

“Oh please!” Exclaimed Emmy with a gentle smile. “Let him stay. He kinda has a point.”

She needed to convince him, as well as her friends, that she was sexually attracted to fat dorks. If he left, it would be much harder to do so.

“What!?” Shouted Donna. “What do you mean he has a point?”

“Well… First of all I’m sorry as I know this will probably surprise both of you, but I have to come clean.”

“Come clean with what?” Asked Jessica, confused.

Dan just smiled, wondering how far she would go while remaining perfectly polite, to convince them.

“Well first of all allow me to say it’s a very good question, Jessica. Thank you for asking.” Said Emmy, putting her hand on her friend’s hand. “I happen to be indeed sexually attracted to fat dorks.”

Donna laughed, obviously thinkin her friend was joking.

Emmy looked at her, visibly annoyed.

“I understand why you’d think I’m being funny, and let me say I’m happy that you find me funny as you are a very good friend. I appreciate it. Thank you! But… I am dead serious.”

“What do you mean you’re serious?” Said Jessica, confused.

“Again, great question. Thank you for asking.” Replied Emmy with a smile. “To be honest whenever I even think of fat dorks I feel… well aroused. You know… So I am serious indeed. I just never dared to say it because I thought, no offense, that you wouldn’t understand. I’m very sorry to say so.”

Donna was not laughing anymore, but was still looking at her friend like she was wondering when she’d drop the act.

“Is that so?” She asked. “And what is it exactly you find attractive about… fat dorks?”

“Excellent question, Donna. Again, thank you for asking. It’s just that I have a soft spot for their… erm… awkwardness. They are so shy, I think it’s hot.”

She was thinking hard, trying to come up with believable explanations as to why she would be attracted to them.

“Also I’m into… well… massive guys. More to grab during… you know…” She added, blushing, not because of arousal, but by fear of them not believing her.

“For real?” Asked Donna.

“For real, yes. Sorry not to have said it to you before.”

“Erm…” Mumbled Jessica. “Ok… To each their own, you know. I don’t judge.”

Donna nodded, still looking confused.

Emmy sighed, feeling extremely satisfied now that it seemed she had convinced them that she was, indeed, attracted to fat dorks.

“I don’t believe you.” Said Dan, calmly, after noticing the familiar smile of satisfaction on her face.

Emmy almost jumped out of her seat, feeling that very same satisfaction vanish, but remained calm. She wanted to convince him, yes, but politely, she reminded herself.

“I’m sorry you don’t believe me, Dan.” She said, frowning.

She looked around the pub, looking for something specific, for someone specific.

Then, she smiled. A fat guy was sitting with his friends a few tables away. He looked like a dork, for sure, with a pretty ridiculous haircut and wearing an old t-shirt.

“Excuse me, guys.” She said, standing up and walking towards that table.

“What the hell is up with her?” Said Donna.

“No idea…” Replied Jessica.

Dan turned around to see where she was going, then grinned, knowing full well what was about to happen.

Emmy was now chatting with the guy, flirting very obviously. She was smiling at him, looking him in the eyes, laughing and sliding her hand along his arm. From time to time she would look in their direction, making sure they were observing her. The poor man she was speaking with was looking extremely confused.

“Well that’s disturbing…” Noted Donna, grabbing her glass of mojito while still looking at her friend at the other side of the pub.

Jessica sighed and turned towards Dan.

“Anyway.” She said. “I don’t know if Samuel asked you to speak to me or if you decided to do it all by yourself, but I want him to know I appreciate him, but I’m not looking for a relationship right now. Also if he has something to say to me, we are not teenagers anymore, he can do it himself.”

Dan nodded.

“Whatever” he thought. She would date his best friend whatever she had to say about it.

“So please go now.” Said Donna with a fake smile.

He gritted his teeth again.

“You are such a bitch, Donna. You know that?” He told her.

“Fuck you! I’m not a bitch! You, on the other hand, are a pathetic piece of shit. How dare you speak to me like that?” She exclaimed, pretty pissed.

“Please just fucking leave, Dan!” Implored Jessica.

“I’ll leave when I want to!” Said Dan, standing from his chair. “And you, Donna, you are a slut. In fact I think you are the biggest slut in town. I think you crave dicks so much that you want to drink fresh cum from strangers at least twice a day.”

“Ok that’s it!” Said Jessica. “Go now or I’ll ask the barman to kick you out for bothering us!”

Donna was looking at Dan, first with shock and anger, her mouth agape, but suddenly she felt her mind twisting.

He was right, she thought, she wanted to drink fresh cum from strangers at least twice a day. She NEEDED to drink fresh cum from strangers at least twice a day.

She remained still, trying to understand exactly what her new purpose entailed.

How could she find fresh cum from strangers? Obviously the easiest way would be to offer blowjobs. Or maybe she could go to a sperm bank, she thought. No… It wouldn’t count as fresh. Fresh could mean slightly cold, but the sperm there was frozen, so more than slightly cold. Maybe she could take frozen sperm and let it warm up until it was fresh? No, fresh had to mean that was recently produced, she concluded. For that, she had to go to the source : men.

She blinked a few times and looked around.

“You should act fast, girl.” Said Dan. “It’s 11PM already.”

She looked at her phone. Shit! She thought. He was right! She only had an hour before the end of the day.

“What the fuck!” Exclaimed Jessica.

Dan turned around and saw Emmy in the dork’s lap, making out with him while still looking in their direction. The guy seemed to be in heaven, while his friends around the table were staring at them like deers in the spotlight.

Dan laughed.

Meanwhile, Donna had left her seat and had started asking random people if they wanted a blowjob. The first one thought she was joking, the second one, a tall bald guy with a beard, tried his luck. She took his hand and led him into the bathroom.

“What the fuck is happening?” Exclaimed Jessica, completely startled by her friend’s behaviour.

She turned to Dan with a suspicious look.

“Do you have something to do with this?”

Dan froze, scared about her figuring out about his power. His sister and mother knowing was already annoying enough.

It was time to end that little game.

“You want to shut up and follow me without a fuss.” He said.

Jessica felt her thoughts melting. For a second she was like lost in her own mind, but then she shook her head and everything inside it calmed down.

She wanted to shut up and follow Dan without a fuss. She NEEDED to shut up and follow Dan without a fuss.

He walked out of the pub, towards his car, and she strolled behind him, feeling extremely happy. She was doing exactly what she wanted to do, what she needed to do.

She still wondered why she suddenly wanted to do what he told her, just like her friends before. She was compelled to do what he said she wanted. Was the same thing happening to them too? Well, she thought, if they felt as happy doing what he told them as she did right now, she wasn’t worried about them.

Dan turned around midway, watching the beautiful goth girl walking with a happy smile.

She really was hot, actually, he thought. Maybe he could have a bit of fun with her before gifting her to Samuel?

They reached his car and he unlocked it. As soon as she realized he was getting inside, she walked to the passenger side and sat down there, still filled with intense satisfaction.

Soon, as he sat next to her, the satisfaction diminished a bit. He wasn’t moving, so she couldn’t follow him, but she was still happy to shut up and not make a fuss.

He stared at her for a minute. She was looking at him, with a discrete smile, but other than that wasn’t doing anything. His eyes moved up and down, taking notice of her body, before stopping on her breasts.

With a bit of hesitation, wondering if her previous command would be enough for what he was about to do, he moved one hand towards her cleavage, and grabbed her left tit through the fabric of her dress.

Jessica shivered. She wasn’t exactly pleased about Dan touching her, especially not her breast, but she wanted to shut up and didn’t want to make a fuss, so she remained still.

Dan played with her boob for a moment, appreciating it’s consistency, but then decided to go a bit further, his dick growing in his pants.

He opened the top buttons of her goth dress, and slowly released her tits from her bra. Again, she did not react, even if he could feel her growing dissatisfaction about what he was doing to her.

He let go for a few seconds, just enjoying the sight of her sitting next to him, quietly, with her beautiful tits out, and then dived to suck and lick them.

He ran his tongue around her nipple. Her tits weren’t as big as he liked, but they were soft and warm, jiggling slightly under his touch. She smelled nice too, he noticed.

After a minute, he stopped, feeling pretty aroused but wondering about what to do.

He wanted to give her to his friend, and felt like she should be clean and fresh for him.

“Well.” He said. “I’m sorry but we’ll have to stop right there. You are meant for someone else, unfortunately.”

Jessica did not respond, she wanted to shut up, but she still wondered what he meant by that.

Dan turned the ignition and started driving towards his friend’s house.

“Jessica. Listen carefully.” He said to her.

He needed to phrase it right, especially because she seemed suspicious about him having done something to her friends.

“You want to act friendly towards me and do your best to be Samuel’s perfect girlfriend.”

Jessica opened her eyes wide as her thoughts started melting again, for a few seconds. Then, she tried to clear her mind.

Just like before, he had said something that seemed to have a profound effect on her. She now wanted to act friendly towards him and do her best to be Samuel’s perfect girlfriend. She NEEDED to act friendly towards him and do her best to be Samuel’s perfect girlfriend.

She was shocked, realizing that he seemed to really have the supernatural ability to control what she wanted. This was horrifying to her, but yet, she had to admit she now wanted what he said she wanted, more than anything.

She had to focus on what following her new purpose, or rather purposes, meant for her.

She didn’t like Dan, or rather she found him uninteresting, and now she was scared of him, but she wanted to act friendly towards him, so she was going to need to pretend she did like him. It also meant she couldn’t try to do anything to stop him from doing whatever it was he was doing, as it wouldn’t be a friendly behaviour. As for Samuel, she clearly wasn’t attracted to him, but she wanted to be his girlfriend. No, she corrected herself, not just his girlfriend, his PERFECT girlfriend.

“Are you okay?” Asked Dan, a bit worried by her silence. Her previous desire to shut up should have been gone now, replaced by her new purposes.

She turned towards him and **** herself to smile.

“I am!” She said, cheerfully. “I’m sorry I was just a bit confused. I’m glad we’re spending some time together but would you mind dropping me by Samuel’s house? I need to talk to him and I don’t know where he lives.”

“Don’t worry, that’s the plan.”

“Fantastic!” She said, genuinely happy to get closer to her goal of being his perfect girlfriend. “By the way do you know if there is anything I can do for him that would make him happy? I don’t know him very well, yet.”

“Oh sure!” Said Dan. “First thing that comes to mind he’s that he’s a romantic, but also quite a horny and kinky guy, you know.”

Jessica pondered about it for a moment.

“A horny and kinky guy?” She thought. Well, she wasn’t very pleased about the idea of having sex with Samuel, but she did want to be her perfect girlfriend. If that implied for her to align herself to his sexual needs and desires, she would do it in a heartbeat. As for being a romantic, she definitely had a few ideas on how to please him. Both could go well together, she thought.

“Thanks!” She said. “That’s good to know.”

“And here we go.” Announced Dan, pulling his car in front of his best friend’s house.

She nodded and opened the door on her side. She turned towards him and said :

“Thank you for everything, Dan! It was really nice seeing you. See you later!”

He waved goodbye and watched her walk towards the front door of Samuel’s house.

As she knocked, he drove away with a smile, thinking that even with good moral values, his friend would have a hard time pushing away his crush, especially knowing what she would be willing to do for him to date him. Probably anything, he thought. Hopefully, he would not have to use his power on Samuel to make him happy. Fingers crossed!

He was pretty aroused, still, his dick throbbing in his pants. Letting Jessica leave without going any further with her had left him frustrated.

He picked up his phone and looked for Officer Garcia in his contact list.

He was about to send her a text when another message popped on his screen.

It was from his sister, and it was a picture.

He opened it.

It was a selfie of her naked, lying down on her bed, her huge boobs pressing against her sheets. She was biting her lower lip, and looking at the camera like she was about to devour it.

Then she sent him another message.

“Where are you big brother? My pussy and I can’t get enough of you.”

Dan hesitated. Fucking Lisa was the most convenient way to get relief, as he’d be home already and would be able to go straight to bed. Also, he was starving and she could cook him some dinner.

Alma, on the other hand, was less convenient but more tempting, as he had yet to fuck her and was curious to see how she’d perform in bed. “Fuck the police”, he thought with a smile.

He had to take a pick.