Katrina Hones Her New Skills

All afternoon Katrina had spent learning to use her new ability more and more. Training and enthusiastically finding it strengthening, while learning to refine just what she asked in turn.

Katrina didn’t think to question how or why she could suddenly do this. Her subconscious in denial about the corruption taking root, the dark rush of peering into the deepest secrets of those around her luring her ever further as she clinging to the hope that with removal of the earrings there would be removal of its taint.

Katrina had left work early, unaware that with each fantasy she heard from the depths of a coworkers mind she took with it some trace of the sexual frustration, traits, and inspiration that kindled it.

But through it all Katrina answered the question that she sought to answer most. Her coworkers didn’t see her as a sexual being. So concealed had she kept her body, so on topic of business and to the point she’d been to the point of them expelling any thought of her beyond the office. Any consideration that she too could be as alluring as Shae, as available as Brittney, and as tempting as any number of other women glimpsed through assorted minds acting on desire through town.

Katrina did find some hope, the new outfit she had picked up had been noticed by a lot of the men, their minds questioning just how much she’d been concealing of her curves. Their wanton thoughts to see more fueling new desires to flaunt more.

Meandering through the mall attached to her office Katrina often paused to lean up against walls, asking herself questions about people passing by and relishing the experience in response, despite it only riling her up further.

A mother walking by pushing a stroller hungered to experience sex while pregnant again.

A cougar thought of teaching a young delinquent a thing or two.

A mall cop thought about what he’d like to do to a cute clerk in a children’s shoe store.

Before long Katrina found herself listening to the deep sexual secrets of people’s dreams and desires and more asking if they could meet her needs.

Too straight.

Too inexperienced.

Not adventurous enough to settle it urgently.

Too focused on their job.

A smile crossed Katrina’s face, seeing the two people up ahead she could feel herself cumming as the answer back flooded her mind.

As the two guys approached, their vulgar discussion easily heard Katrina stepped before them, their gazes sizing her up before she even came to confront them.

“What can I do to get you guys to shut up!” The statement gave both guys pause, numerous passer bys smiling at Katrina for getting the sexually graphic broadcast ceased.

What they didn’t notice was the slight shiver travel up Katrina’s back, the clenched first, the bitten tongue. As Katrina’s earrings helped her hear just what it was she could do. Her mind on edge as worry rose up, trying to pull her back from the verge of acting too rashly.