Doctor's Orders

You spent the next few days finalizing your recovery in the hospital, and you used that time to judicially test and explore your new powers. The location proved to be a near perfect testing ground. The hospital was full of bustling activity, providing you dozens of varied people to discretely test your power on.

You quickly found that what you had been hearing and sensing was some sort of unique electromagnetic field, or something of the like, that every person was emitting. If you had to guess, that toxic sludge that had put you in the hospital in the first place had given you the ability to not only sense these fields, but also project some sort of **** to manipulate them. If you focused, you could sense these sort of fields in practically everything, particularly things that used electricity. However, as of now, you did not have the strength to really affect anything that had signals stronger than those produced by the body. When trying to focus on the electrical current keeping the lamp next to your bed lit, the most you could manage was to cause it to flicker slightly. It was if you were trying to block a running faucet with a squirt gun.

For now, it seemed that your power was less of a blunt instrument and more of a scalpel. You were still not totally sure of how everything worked or its base mechanics, but you were learning. Everyone's body had their own unique "field" that they emitted. Despite these differences, everyone had enough similarities in the sounds and senses that you could quickly piece together how to similarly affect them, although some things could be easier or harder depending on the person.

Take your doctor, for instance. The M.D. only visited you a few times during your stay, and at first this was most likely out of professional curiosity of what the accident had done to you. Her name was Amanda, and she was a unique case. Where other people's brains emitted complex signals that were hard for you to parse through, Amanda's brain was was practically a symphony of esoteric motions and sounds that were all but impossible to interpret. However, you had found a different way of affecting her.

If you had to guess, Amanda was both incredibly smart and incredibly sexually sensitive. Where her brain waves were basically alien code, the signals emitting from between her legs were practically an open book. The first time that you two were alone in the room, you went into action. With her back turned to you as she stood next to the door reading your chart, you focused on the signals flowing between her legs and began to manipulate them. With a gentle surge of your power, you amplified the frequency her nerves were emitting with a gentle humming flow.

"Ooh!" Amanda let out a tiny gasp as she quickly put a hand against the wall, twitching forwards slightly.

She glanced over her shoulder at you and you pretended to be distracted by news playing on the TV set hanging on the wall across from you. She went back to studying her chart and you quickly returned my attention to her. When you had sent a hum of pleasure up between her legs, you had noticed a corresponding spike in a specific sensory wave emitting from her head. You decided to try and see if you could replicate the reaction.

"MmmMmm..." Amanda shuddered slightly and crossed her legs as you once again massaged the signals between her legs to send tingling humming waves massaging up the nerve endings of her pussy.

The pleasurable sensation seemed to be distracting her, and she unconsciously stuck her ass out back towards you as you continued to generate the tingling pleasurable sensation between her legs, this time with a bit more strength and a bit longer than before. As before, you noticed the corresponding signal spike from her head. This time, you were pretty sure you could replicate it.

You released your hold on the pleasure center between her legs, and she took a small stumbling step forwards with a little gasp that seemed to ring with a note of disappointment. She then shook her head and looked around in momentary confusion, as if just now remembering where she was. Looking back at you once again, she cleared her throat before approaching your bed.

"Excuse me, I got a bit lost in my own head for a minute there." She smiled apologetically as she stepped up to the side of the bed. "You seem like you're doing much better! Your charts indicate you can probably be released by the end of the week, once we make sure that there are no lingering symptoms or issues."

"Good!" You smiled back. "I'm glad I got you on my case."

With that, you tried to replicate the signal spike that you had seen from her brain a few moments before and insert that signal into the complex weaving of emissions still swirling from her mind. You managed to do so, and you decided to give he signal a little boost in strength as it flowed down into place. As soon as you did, Amanda's sucked in a sharp breath and arched her back slightly. Her pupils widened and the clipboard tumbled down from her hands.

"E-Excuse me!" She stuttered, quickly bending down to retrieve the clipboard.

You smiled as you admired her shapely ass hugged by the scrubs pulled tight against her backside as she bent over. If you had to guess, you had just activated and turbo charged your doctor's arousal and libido. As she stood back up with trembling hands, you kept the signal going strong.

"Everything alright?" You asked innocently, feeding the signal your energy to keep her arousal peaked.

"Y-yes. I'm just feeling a bit light headed..." She chuckled nervously and wiped the back of her hand across her forehead. "You seem to be doing alright for now...I'll come back again tomorrow to check on you."

With that, she turned and walked for the door. You still kept the arousal signal going strong in her head as she departed. You could sense a sort of reaction occurring from the signals of her brain and body as you did, in particular some of the signals between her legs seemed to be getting stronger. As she reached the door, you could not help but resist a final push of power. Once more focusing on those signals between her legs, you shot your energy into them to spike them up in charge and intensity. The doctor let out a surprised little squeak as her clipboard once again clattered to the floor. She pressed a hand between her legs and bent forwards to grasp the door with the other as she tried to suppress the moan of pleasure escaping through her lips pursed in pleasure.

You could feel your cock threatening to tent against the hospital sheets still covering you from the waist down as you made this beautiful doctor come in her pants without even touching her. Well, without touching her with your hands. You kept the signals between her legs charged for a few more moments of orgasmic pleasure before releasing your hold on the woman. When you did, she slumped forwards slightly before sucking in a slow deep breath. Interestingly enough, although you had ceased any manipulation of her signals, you could still see a sort of residue of the arousal **** that you had slid into her brainwaves swirling around the mix of other esoteric communications. It seemed to be slowly fading, but it was not disappearing immediately like you had expected. You were not sure if that was something you had done or because she was still just a little horny.

She glanced back over her shoulder after quickly snatching her clipboard back off the floor.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked in feigned concern.

"I...I...Yes, I'm good I think." She laughed a bit nervously and shook her head. "I think I may need to go lay down."