Testing the Waters

Tom spent the next hour trying stuff out. More coffee mugs flew around the house as he tested what he could do. Tom quickly discovered that he did not have to see the thing to move it, but he did have to focus on it. With some concentration, he could move about three things at once, but any more than that, and he would begin to lose focus. However, Tom had a suspicion that he could improve that with practice. After that, he had the great idea to try and lift his couch. Focusing on the large cushioned centerpiece he felt the hum in his head and the couch began to float into the air.

"Holy shit!" Tom laughed, before immediately passing out.

Five minutes later, he awoke face down on the carpeted floor of the living room, the couch sitting slightly askew a few yards away. Alright, so maybe I shouldn't push my limits that far yet. He thought to himself as he groggily pulled himself up from the floor. A bit more carefully, he picked up one end of the couch with his arms, and the other with the hum, and scooted it back into place with more effort than he would care to admit.

Already tired, he plopped back down on the cushions and surveyed the ruffled living room. What did this mean? Was he like, some sort of super hero now?

His mind drifted back to his neighbor's skirt flipping up. Maybe not quite a super hero... Then again, it wasn't like he was gonna rob anybody. Probably. Maybe if they deserved it.

Tom shook my head and stood. These thoughts were getting him nowhere, he needed to get out of his house for some air.

Tom drove his crummy little hatchback into town as he tried to think of somewhere he could go to clear his head, and maybe test out his new ability some more. The park seemed like a good idea, and soon he found himself strolling down the walkway as he thought about what to do next. He came across a small kiosk selling drinks, and after buying a coffee from the male barista, he took a seat at a small metal table and began to observe the area around him. He was surrounded by various other kiosks selling food and magazines, as well as a couple dozen patrons either sitting at tables like him or just milling about. Beyond that there were people lounging in the grass and throwing frisbees, as well as a few coeds playing sand volleyball about thirty meters away. The volleyball game is actually what had made him stop at this park, and he eyed his parked car just past the sand as a black van pulled in behind it.

For now, however, he decided to merely focus on his immediate surroundings and start small. Despite his itching to try out these new abilities, he did not want to draw any attention to himself, and he figured making any big scene might cause that. Subtlety. He could be subtle. Totally.

His eyes drifted back to the frisbee players, and he got an idea. He waited until one of the guys threw it to a girl near him, and he began to concentrate. The disc was already flying high, and as it neared her outstretched hands, he gave it a little nudge with the hum that had formed in his head. The disc hopped up into the air just as it neared her fingers, as if a sudden gust of air had taken hold. She turned around and jogged after the now descending disc, and picked up where it landed, a dozen meters away from Tom.

The girl was dressed in green athletic short and a white t-shirt, and as she bent forward to pick up the frisbee, Tom got a good look down her shirt to see her amble breasts held in with a matching white bra. He almost could nnot help himself as he eyed the girl, and with another humming thought, he ran a telekinetic hand up the back of her leg that stopped on her ass.

"Hey!" She yelled in anger as she quickly stood, before looking around in confusion when seeing no one nearby.

Tom quickly looked away as she scanned her surroundings, his mind racing. He could have sworn he could feel her leg on his hand when he had reached out with his ability. It was almost like he had actually touched her! Tom watched her shake her head, clearly brushing off whatever had happened as she ran back to her friends. He decided to leave her alone for now, as he was still trying to be low key.

I wonder what it says about you that you've used this ability almost solely to harass women? A voice spoke from somewhere within in Tom's consciousness.

"Ah who cares, no one's watching." He mumbled aloud to himself.

In fact, someone was watching. Several people actually, in an unmarked black van back in the parking lot.

"See! Right there, did you see that?" Cassie pointed to the small computer screen in the back, connected to a camera hidden behind the windshield of the vehicle. The man they were watching was sitting alone at a table in the park, slowly sipping a cup of coffee and occasionally turning to stare at seemingly random people or things. A young couple strolled nearby him, and as the seated man turned, the woman's sundress suddenly fluttered up around her waist in a surprise breeze, making her squirm away from her partner's grasp to pull it back down. They both seemed to laugh it off, before continuing on their way.

Two ASP agents sat scrunched against either side of Cassie, both eyeing the screen with curiosity. "So you accidentally gave this guy one of those untested serums from project Jekyll?" Lance, the man seated on Callie's right questioned as he turned to the researcher.

"I know I fucked up, I'm sorry!" Cassie begged. "But the dose I gave him should have killed him! I didn't think it was supposed to give him powers or anything!"

"Well you wouldn't know whether or not it could because project Jekyll is above your clearance. I don't even know how that serum ended up at your lab." Lance turned back to the screen and steepled his fingers, seemingly weighing what to do. "It certainly appears as if he is causing all of that, but we don't have enough evidence for me to authorize anything immediately. If we're wrong it's going to be a hell of a headache to deal with the guy afterwards."

On Cassie's left, the dark haired woman Renee developed a mysterious smile as she eyed the screen. "I think I have a way to get more evidence." She pushed herself up from the crate she was sitting on and pulled off her blazer, before stepping further back into the van.

"Renee, what are you doing?" Lance questioned as his partner kicked off her heels and unbuckled her striped professional pants.

"Luckily for you two, I always bring a change of civilian clothes, and I think they're gonna be perfect for this." She pulled her pants down her toned pale legs and kicked them off before bending over her black duffel back to give the other two passengers a point blank view of her tight black lace lingerie pulling taught between her legs.

"What, um, what are you planning on doing?" Cassie asked, unsure whether or not she should be watching this.

Renee looked back over her shoulder at the other two with a mischievous grin. "Gathering evidence."

Honestly, Tom had not set out on this endeavor with bad intentions, but the more he used this ability, the more and more he found himself getting horny. It was with this thought, his attention turned to the volleyball players. It was a mixed group of younger people, some seemed to be around his age, some slightly younger, and they were all dressed to play. The guys were shirtless and in shorts, the girls dressed in various skimpy workout and swim attire. As he watched the girls jump and run around, the hum began to form once more in his head. His cock was already stirring from his other antics, and he began to wonder if he might want to try something a little less subtle now.

Suddenly, his view was blocked as someone bumped into his chair as they walked past him. Momentarily distracted from the volleyball game, he looked up in slight annoyance to see who had disturbed him. He blinked twice as the distant game quickly faded from his attention. "Sorry!" A gorgeous dark haired woman smiled at him as she walked past.

Dressed in a black knee length pleated skirt, heels, and a white blouse with the top few buttons undone to reveal her ample cleavage, the woman stopped at the table just past him and set her purse down on the table. She reached in and pulled out a small book whose title Tom could not be bothered to read as he stared at the woman. "Oops!" she gasped as her keys fell to the ground, seemingly accidentally pulled out with the book.

As she bent over to pick it up, Tom could not help himself as his head began to hum. "Oh my!" She gasped, quickly standing up straight to smother her wayward skirt that had suddenly flipped up in what Tom hoped she thought was a strong gust of wind. She blinked and looked around with a slight blush, before meeting Tom's eyes. She laughed as he stared at her, and Tom could not help but smile back. "Strange weather!" She laughed.

"Yeah, right..." Tom smiled back sheepishly.

She walked around her table and pulled herself into a chair, facing him as she opened her book and began to read. She turned slightly as he stared, giving him a better view of her body's profile. Tom could not help but think of what he had seen, her tight black lingerie wedged snugly up her firm ample ass, as well as her toned legs below. If Tom was not so whiplashed from her beauty and his powers, he might have questioned why this random beautiful woman seemed to be positioning herself to give him a perfect view of her body.

Tom was almost not in control of himself when the hum returned to his head. Slowly, he traced a telekinetic hand up her back, and could feel her skin against his real hand beneath the table. He waited for her reaction, but all she did was shrug her shoulders slightly before returning to her book. Tom was so entranced with this woman, he did not even see the man approaching her until he was standing next to her.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice you're reading-" The young man began before she cut him off.

"Fuck off." She said curtly, looking up at him coldly.

"Oh. I'm sorry I didn't-" He took a slight step back as she continued to stare.

"Fuck. Off." She repeated herself slowly.

The man looked like he was about to say something, before throwing up his hands with a scoff as he walked away. Tom had watched the whole interaction transfixed. She had almost seemed like a completely different person when talking to that guy. She then turned back to Tom and their eyes met. He expected to get the same treatment as the other guy, but instead she smiled at him and looked down sheepishly before returning to her book.

Tom did not know why, but this reaction form her seemed to trigger something in him. Tom knew he was pushing things way too far, but he could not help himself. He reached out with the hum and slowly traced an invisible hand up the inside of the woman's thigh. This made her eyes go wide, and she sat up straighter in her seat. Tom knew he had fucked up, and she was about to run away, but to his surprise, she quickly settled back down.

His jaw nearly dropped as he watched a small smile form at the corner of her mouth, and she gently spread her legs a little wider. If Tom was thinking clearly, he might have questioned why this woman was seemingly okay with his invisible advances, but by now all of Tom's higher brain functions were being performed by the erection quickly swelling against his khakis. He adjusted his seating so that hopefully no one would notice the bulge in his pants as he continued his telekinetic ****.

Up until know, he had mostly simulated his powers as extensions of his hands, but now he wanted to try something different. Reaching out and holding his will firmly in the hum, he made his next move.

"Oh!" He heard the woman whisper under her breath.

An invisible liquid **** seemed to slowly flow down her stomach and down between her legs. It creeped beneath her and slowly reached up her backside before it achieved its goal. "There we go." Tom muttered to himself. He didn't know how to describe it, but it seemed as if he now had seized control of the woman's underwear.

With a thought, he slowly began to manipulate the fabric, eliciting a small gasp from the dark haired vixen. The crotch of the lingerie had begun slow swirling strokes of the woman's snatch, and it wasn't long before they had found their way to her clit. Hands began to slowly knead her amble backside as the woman clearly tried to contain herself in his public space. Her eyes never left the book as her breath began to come faster. The **** between her legs lifted her gently off the seat, unnoticeable to anyone but the woman and Tom as she now hovered half an inch above the chair.

Tom knew he was past the point of no return, and made his next move with barely a thought. The woman nearly dropped the book as she felt the tip of an invisible cock slowly stroke down her snatch. Tom's telekinetically projected dick slowly traced up and down the woman's pussy as it gently pushed against her lower lips. It had soon found her entrance, and stationed itself outside. This whole while, Tom could feel her body on his, pussy lips teasing the head of his cock. He doubted if he could hold back now, but he lost all volition when he watched her lips.

"Do it." She whispered breathlessly.

The invisible rod plunged into her pussy, and she dropped the book. Grasping the table with both hands, she closed her eyes and breathed in deeply with a smile. Tom himself could not help but let out a small grunt at the sensation. His gaze never left the woman, as it was taking all of his concentration to pull this off, but if he had happened to look down between his legs he would have seen movement beneath his pants as his cock was manipulated by his own telekinetic ****. Ever so subtly, the woman bobbed up and down in her seat against the thrusts of Tom's phantom dick and telekinetic ministrations. Tom did not dare look away to see if anyone was watching them, but at this point he could not care less if someone was.

Tom had lost all track of time, but it seemed the moment came upon them both quite suddenly. He could feel her beginning to tense up beneath his invisible grasp, and at the same time his swollen balls were about to burst. The woman's eyes had been closed since he entered her, but as she bit her lip to suppress a smile, her eyes opened and stared right into Tom's.

Like a tidal wave, his dick erupted into his briefs as he came. His cock twitched and spasmed beneath his telekinetic projection of the woman's pussy as she came as well. She let out a small gasp and squeak as she shuddered beneath his invisible touch. The moment seemed to last forever until it was suddenly over. His balls drained into his underwear, Tom released his invisible hold on the woman, and she fell gently back into her seat.

Their eyes held for another moment, before she pushed back her chair and stood from from the table. Grabbing her purse and book, she began to walk right over to Tom, and he quickly tried to compose himself. All of his lust had been drained from his body in that short moment of ecstasy, and now as he watched the woman approach, he began to fear that she might very well cause a scene. Or maybe **** him, the look in her eyes was hard to read.

Tom did not rise from the table and kept his gaze level as she sauntered closer. While his cock may have been out of commission for the moment, he still could not get past this woman's stunning looks. She stopped beside him and placed a hand on his shoulder before leaning down to his ear. "Thanks for that, sweetie." She whispered in his ear. "Seems you've made quite a mess down there. I hope you enjoyed it." Her breath trailed down the side of his neck.

And with that, she walked away. "Wait..." Tom mumbled about to pull himself up to follow, when he noticed a wet and sticky sensation between his legs.

He looked down at his lap and saw a very noticeably stain on his khakis where he had ejaculated into his clothes. He turned back to the woman to see she was already several dozen meters away and quickly vanishing into the crowd. Tom still almost followed her, but slumped back down into his seat instead, deciding to not waddle after her in his cum stained pants.

As he said there there alone in the park trying to compose himself, he could not help but smile. These powers were amazing, but that woman... He looked back down at his stained clothing. That woman was something else.

Renee slammed the back door to the van closed as she climbed back inside. "Was that enough evidence?" She questioned as she reached her hands up her skirt to remove her soaking panties.

"Absolutely." The other agent responded as he typed away on his laptop, his eyes never leaving the screen as he spoke. "Already got approval from HQ, the operation is a go."

"Perfect." Renee smiled as she bent over to pull out a change of underwear from her duffel bag.

Cassie could not help but stare at the agent as she pulled the plain white cotton bikini briefs up her legs. "Well that's, um, that's good. Did, um, did you have to do all of that just to get authorization?" The researcher asked a bit sheepishly.

"Nope! But that was the most fun I've had in weeks." Renee smiled at Cassie as she settled down into one of the chairs hooked into the wall of the van.

"Oh." Cassie replied, unsure of what else to say. "So I guess that means I'm done here?"

"Unfortunately Cassie, you're not." Renee sighed as she leaned here head back against the wall, closing her eyes as she relaxed.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Cassie asked, suddenly wary. "I told you it was an accident! Please don't fire me!"

Lance finally turned away from his computer and looked at the researcher levelly. "On the contrary, you're being promoted. While it may have been an accident, this has provided the Agency with a unique opportunity that we aim to take the fullest advantage of. For you're part in it, you've been promoted to project Hyde."

"Oh! Well, thanks, I think." Callie slumped back, relieved. "Wait, what's projected Hyde?"

Lance smiled and stuck out his thumb to point at the monitor behind him. Cassie looked, and through the screen she watched the man in the park look about warily before dumping his entire cup of coffee into his lap.

"Oh. Great."