Stewart Tests the Key

Susan Reeds, Susie to her friends was a red-haired woman of around twenty years. she was pretty as such things went, with a delicate build and petite frame. Currently, her hands were on her waist as she looked at her boyfriend with an expression of disbelief.

"Really?" She asked him. "_Really? _a magical key? You have got to be kidding me..."

Stewart waved his hands in a placating manner. The two of them were alone. Neither had classes for a few hours and they had taken the chance to steal away to an unused dormitory building on the first floor. It was dusty, but no one had lived here for years now and it had sort of become their unofficial meet-up point. The door had a self lock which Stewart had clicked into place behind them before showing the key to his partner. Susan examined it for a moment, but upon hearing Stewart's explanation her face had become cynical.

"You're a smart guy, Stewart," She said. "I know you're better than this. Who sold you this and how much did you pay?"

"I didn't pay anyone!" Stewart said. "It just sort of turned up..."

"Really? And how do you know what it's supposed to do then?"

"It sort of, um, well told me itself..."

She gave him a look for that one.

"Do you want me to show you what it can do?"

"Sure," She said after a moment. "If it can do what you say it can, why don't you make it do something to me? Make it so that it's unambiguous."

"Right," Stewart said. "Something unambiguous."

He held the key in his hand, felt something click to life in his mind. A connection which he could not properly describe in any other term but ''waiting''. Susie was standing in front of him, dressed in dark jeans and a warm, woolly jacket. It had been cold lately, and just like that an idea sparked in his mind and he knew what to do. As soon as Susie started to shift from foot to foot, he knew that it had worked. It was a slow thing at first. Building gradually on top of itself. He hadn't wanted to make it too sudden, nor too overpowering. It was just a slowly mounting feeling of heat and warmth that spread through her body. Before long, her face had grown flushed. But it was more than just heat. He'd made it so that her jacket felt both too warm and too tight. Constricting her. Making it so she was having just a little bit of difficulty breathing. It took her a few moments to notice, and when she did she tried to resist the feeling.

"Do you believe me now?" He said to her.

"No," She said. "It's a placebo. You said you were going to do something so I started to expect something. My body is just reacting to that expectation."

She took off her jacket, breathing a sigh of relief as the cold air hit her bare arms. under it, she was wearing a green T-shirt, the outline of her chest was barely visible. She crossed her arms as she looked back at him.

"I'm still not buying it. Do something else. Something more."

"Something more?" Stewart said. He thought for a moment, and a particularly charged thought came to his mind. "How about this? I bet you I can make you take your jeans and panties off."

She looked at him for a moment. The two of them had been a couple for quite a while now, so it wasn't like they hadn't done the deed before anyway. Susie tilted her head, as if considering what he was saying.

"You think you can do it just with that?"

He nodded. he was sure that he could.

"Only if you don't mind," He said. "If you don't want me to, I'll find some other way to show you its power."

"Show me its power?" She rolled her eyes. "Honestly, I'm not convinced this isn't some really weird erotic roleplay you're trying to spring on me here, but I suppose I can give you a shot. Go ahead and show me what you can do."

He reached for the power of the key again and it leapt to his mind. For a moment, there was that sense of connection as he told it exactly what he wanted it to do. Then, he only had to wait. Again, he'd chosen to start slowly. He didn't want to scare Susie with the power, nor did he want her to feel trapped or helpless. Her body started to feel warm again, though this time the heat was of a different nature. She moved from foot to foot, imagining at first that it was just another placebo. But it was no placebo, and it was growing stronger by the minute. Her body felt warm, her jeans felt tight. Constrictive around her waist and legs. Not painful, but unpleasant. She shifted, tried to find a more comfortable stance. Her face started to grow red.

At the same time, her panties began to feel very tight as well. They were rubbing up against her with every move, every breath she took. She tried to ignore it, but the feeling became more and more focused between her legs. Before long, her fingers started to flex. She felt an aching desire start to burn between her legs. Susie's breathing became more and more ragged, she tried to control herself but the feelings continued to **** her body and mind. Almost without her consent, her fingers pressed against the fabric of her jeans, pressuring her womanhood. Touching it almost made her snatch her hand back in shock! It felt so good!

"This can't be real," She murmured.

"You're feeling it yourself," Stewart said. "Do you think that this is just coincidence? I told you that I could make you feel this way."

"I...I've not taken off any clothes yet..."

"That's true, but you want to, don't you? You have to admit, this is beyond any placebo."

"It could be something else!"

"like what? I swear to god, if you're about to say that I used **** on you.."

"N-no! I didn't mean it like that!" She bit her lower lip. "I trust you more than that. It's just...holy shit, this is impossible Stewart."

She gulped, the full **** of the key continued to grow more and more intense. She felt restricted, confined by her clothes. Too hot and too tight, while at the same time the aching, pulsing need between her legs only grew stronger. Desire pounded through her, hitting her in a way that it hadn't ever before. Her mind fought against it, but before she even knew what she was doing, her hands were fumbling with the button of her jeans, drawing down the zipper. As she kicked them off, it was obvious that her panties were absolutely soaking. She looked down at herself, and then over at her boyfriend.

"Okay..." She murmured. "Okay, I admit you're into something."

"Good," Stewart said. He cancelled the effect with a thought. "The reason I came to you is because you're the only one here I really trust with this sort of thing. What are we going to do with it, Susie?"

"I don't know," She breathed. "But I know what we're going to do right now."

"Oh? What's that?"

She slipped a finger through the elastic band of her panties and levered them down her body. They hit the ground, and she stood with her legs apart, letting him see her aching womanhood.

"Oh." He said. His own cock was stirring at the sight. "Right now?"

She rolled her eyes as if he was an idiot.

"With the way you chose to prove that thing? What the hell else did you expect?"