Manifest

Ethan returns to reality and finds it lacking.

Feeling something stirring inside of him, he thinks he should correct that.

He pulls Charlie towards him, using a little more force than he intended, but his eagerness gets the best of him. She lets out a little yelp as she's tugged in stagger slightly as she's pulled more or less into Ethan's lap.

"E-Ethan..." she gasps, her voice oozing desire. "I..."

Ethan hesitates, but not over if he should continue, but rather how. Like many men his age, he'd watched his fair share of porn, which had in the past put ideas in his head that didn't reflect reality. But the week he had lived was far removed from what could be considered a normal reality.

Charlie was giving him a vibe. A powerful, lusty vibe. Ethan's porn-educated brain, his rock-hard dick, and a little voice deep inside that understood Charlie more intimately than it should, spoke.