A Stroll home

Allison was on her way home from work. The nice weather put her in a good mood and she would occasionally conjure flowers on the grass beside the walkway. She rounded the corner to her home when she ran into someone.

"Christ! Sorry I didn't see you." It was a boy she recognised, but never really talked to.

"Yea sorry I was lost in the day." She said. Allison never had a good look at this guy. Now up close she found herself oddly turned on. He was quite good looking.

"Yea nice day. Well see you." He started to walk away when Allison turned to him.

"You know we never really talked before. Im Allison." She stuck her hand out to shake. The guy stared at her and said coldly.

"Brett. Ill see you around." He continued on his way. Allison was annoyed. She wasn't used to such cold responses. Guys usually flirted with her excessively, and she loved the attention. Such a boring response bothered her attention seeking personality.

"Maybe we could go out sometime?" She yelled at him. His only response was to wave his hand as he continued away. That was it. She had to do something. Allison used her mind to focus on Bretts body.

...

Brett suddenly stumbled. He felt his pants constrict around his legs.

"What the hell..." He said. Suddenly he was pulled backwards, sliding on his heels. He was flipped around to face Allison. She stared at him with a smirk on her beautiful face.

"Thats not how we like to be treated. A witch should be given some more attention don't you think?"

"A witch. What are you talking abou-" Brett gasped. He felt his boxers constrict around his dick and begin stroking. He looked down to see the movement at the front of his pants.

"You heard me." Allison said. Locking eyes with him. "We don't. Like. To be. Treated. Poorly." With each word his boxers stroked him once. "I think I maybe need to give you a little education in politeness."

Brett was baffled. There was obviously something going on here he didn't understand but witches was something utterly fantastical.

"Listen lady. I don't know what y-you a-" He looked down as his pants as the fondling continued. "I don't know what you're talking about but I need to leave and-" he was cut short by Allison snapping her fingers. Suddenly he found himself in what appeared to be a living room. He was standing just in front of a white couch. Allison was in the chair next to him.

"Take a seat!" She said pleasantly. Brett was literally pulled into the couch by his pants.

"What are you some kind of Telekinetic or something?" Brett stuttered out.

"Telekinesis is one of many things I can do. Would you like me to give you more of an example?" Brett gasped as his shirt buttons began opening, exposing his chest. His belt buckle unclasped and began to slide out as his pants unbottoned. He could clearly see his boxers coaxing his dick to an erection now. "Do you find what I'm doing unpleasant?" Allison stood up and sauntered her way in front of Brett. Obviously his body was responding well enough to her telekinesis but he wasn't ready to say anything just yet. She walked slowly up to him untill her thighs were touching his legs, and looked down at his body. Bretts boxers ceased their manipulation and everything seemed to stop.

"Um...no I guess it's not...bad" he said awkwardly. "Just new." Allison bit her lip and looked up.

"There are a lot of 'new' things we can do if you're interested in me now." As she spoke Brett felt movement at his waist, his clothing had again begun moving.

"I'd say I'm interested, but I -" Allison suddenly completely dissapeared. Brett, suprised, suddenly stood up, only to be **** down on the couch again by his clothes.

"This is one of my games." Brett heard Allisons voice from somewhere in front of him. "You get to guess. Invisible me? Or telekinesis." Brett felt hands on his chest.

"I-I- dunno about thi-" his boxers were janked down to reveal his dick. He felt a mouth exploring his waist and watched his dick be manipulated.

"Well you fell for that one quickly." Allisons voice came from behind him, which seemed impossible based on the obvious mouth he was experiencing. "Seems like you have a lot to learn. We might be a while."