Talk to Mrs. Jergins

Jackson took the phone.

“Hello?” he said. “Mrs. Jergens?”

“Hi Jackson!” said the voice on the other end. “Please, call me Andi! I was just thinking how great it would be if you took me from behind! Isn’t that weird? I don’t think I’ve ever thought of you that way before, but now that I think of it, it’s just the most natural thing in the world! Do you think you could ditch your mom and come over here and do me?”

Jackson blinked, amazed. Just how far did his power work? He looked at his mom. Irene had gotten a can of readywhip out of the fridge and was decorating her nipples with it. Had he thought about her doing that? He didn’t remember.

“I…I don’t think I can leave my mom alone right now,” he told his neighbor. “But you can come over here. My mom doesn’t mind when I fuck her friends.”

“I LOVE it when Master Jack fucks my friends!” Irene called out in confirmation. “All my MILFy friends!”

“OH! Well that simplifies things!” Andi said on the phone. “I’ll be right over!”

“Oh, um, Mrs. Jergens?” Jackson said. “You should wear your jogging clothes.”

“I’ve been changing while we’ve been talking!” she giggled. “Be right over!”

Jackson hung up, astounded. Andi Jergens lived 5 houses down. Could his power work further? What about his mother’s friend Portia, the librarian with the huge rack. She’d be way downtown right then.

She should call me and tell me about her nipples, Jackson decided. He looked at the phone. Nothing. So maybe the neighborhood was the limit of his range…

RING<

Jackson looked at the phone, astonished.

Ring<

“I think it’s for you, Master Jack!”his mother said.

Ring<

He picked up.