An angry girl

**note: there is a little more **** going on in this chapter than my usual fare.**

I immediately regretted opening the door without looking first. A furious fireball of a girl started yelling unintelligible accusations before I even opened the door. She was not intimidating in stature at no more than 5' tall, but she was trying REALLY hard to make herself seem scarier. Her pale skin was flushed red with anger making a striking contrast with the cool pale blue highlights in her long wavy raven hair. She wore a black skirt with and crop top over her fit and trim body. The only part of her outfit that was even remotely fitting to her current attempted "intimidation" was the black combat boots she wore (which probably meant she was closer to 4'11" I realized).

After getting a quick look at the angry girl she got my attention by yelling "are you even listening to me, or are you too busy checking me out!?"

I replied deadpan "yes." I savored the moment of silence as she questioned how to respond to my single ambiguous response to her two questions. It was then I noticed she had her phone held to her chest and slightly pointed towards me. She was clearly filming for some reason. "I need to be careful how I deal with this." I thought to myself.

I broke the silence by saying "I think you have the wrong house. I don't know what you are mad about, but no one in this house was involved."

She stomped her foot and yelled "You're David right!? Tina is freaking out because of you! And you are going to tell me what you did to her!" The girl trembled with anger making her phone visibly shake as she yelled.

My stomach dropped a little as I realized what probably happened. I had never done anything to prevent Tina from telling her friends about me or done anything to prevent a mental breakdown for that matter. "This could be a problem," I thought, " I need to find a way to defuse this situation." Without showing any change in emotion I carefully replied, "the last I saw Tina was last weekend and she was perfectly fine then. Can you explain what's going on? Maybe I can help."

The angry girl didn't buy my fake sincerity and began loudly explaining how Tina told her I had messed with her mind and completely changed her as a person overnight. "The worst part is she can't stop crying because she wants you to change her MORE," the girl said accusingly, "she told me she just wants to be your fucking test subject! So don't tell me you 'don't know what's going on' creep!"

I was barely hanging on to my composure after that. I needed to solve this situation fast and get this conversation into a more private place away from my neighbors. I quickly analyzed my surroundings and the situation and came up with two solutions. One was to call the cops and treat her like she was crazy. This was the safe option that would solve issues with neighbors, and possibly the recording too, but opened up the possibility for more issues in the future with her and possibly the government. The other option was much riskier.

The first thing I needed to know was if she was being smart and live-streaming me, or if it was a simple recording. Since her phone was facing away from me I had to get creative. I noticed the glass on my door behind me was very reflective with the current angle of the sun. I non-aggressively stepped around the seething girl. She took the bait and extended her arms to film more aggressively and turned towards me. I could then see that she was indeed recording on a social media app that I was familiar with, but it wasn't a live video.

"Ok listen," I said in a mock concerned voice. "I promise I did not intentionally do anything to Tina, but I think I have something from when we dated in high school that may explain things... this isn't the first time I've heard this. The last time was a decade ago." I looked into her eyes with as much "sincerity" as I could muster. I then stepped back around her and opened the door to the house. Turning back and looking her in the eyes again I said "you are welcome to step inside and look around if you want. I'll leave the door open. I don't mind if you keep filming I have nothing to hide... I'll be right back."

Before I turned and walked away I loudly said "hey Bixby (the voice assistant for her phone manufacturer), turn on the lights to the den."

I turned and walked away before she could resolve the confused look on her face and think of a reply. She had no idea the little trick I'd just pulled on her.

I had filmed with that app in the past and lost a ton of content due to accidentally triggering my phone's voice assistant while filming. The assistant crashed the app which in turn canceled and deleted the video as it was recording. I assumed the video was still there until I went back into the app and tried to post it later that day when it happened to me.

I was taking a risk but I was fairly confident I had just deleted her video and she'd have to start from scratch with her phone pointed at a stranger's open door with no context.

I figured now was a good time to go for broke and test my hypothesis about my cum being the vector for my magnet connection. I realized my impulsiveness was clearly drastically increased from before. This was a stupid idea... BUT I really wanted that cute, fit, raven-haired girl to be mine... and for her to forget about everything with Tina.

I calmly walked to the bathroom and pulled my medical syringe, for measuring oral doses of liquid medicine, out of the medicine cabinet along with a small cup. I was turned on enough by the prospect of "changing this girl's mind about me," to quickly make myself cum and fill the syringe. I quickly cleaned myself up and hid the syringe in my pocket. I quietly left the bathroom and grabbed a random notebook off of my desk on my way back to the front door.

I was surprised to see she had gotten very brave and was in my house a decent distance from the door. She was searching and ransacking through drawers in my living room leaving a massive mess behind her. She jumped a little when she heard me step in and say "you aren't going to find anything in here. Take a look at this instead." I waved the notebook towards her.

"What is it?" She asked cautiously.

"Letters from Tina," I replied cryptically and stretched out my arm for her to take the notebook. I was surprised when she took the bait and set her phone down face up on the coffee table to take the notebook. She was either stupid, somehow slightly trusted me, or was just far too curious for her own good. Regardless of the reason, I needed to quickly try my plan. It wouldn't take her long to figure out the notebook was just filled with old class notes from college.

"Hey, Bixby" I repeated my cheat to crash her video recording and was pleasantly surprised to actually confirm the app crashed thanks to how she placed her phone. At the same time, a quickly grabbed my syringe and managed to surprise her as I grabbed her chin and opened her mouth. She instinctually gasped which allowed me to insert the syringe between her teeth and inject the sticky white substance into her throat. She tried to cough, but I quickly removed the syringe and held her mouth closed as she involuntarily swallowed.

Even with my ethical sense mostly destroyed I still felt bad for the fear I was causing this girl. "What the hell am I doing!? If this doesn't work I'm screwed and she's scarred for life," I thought remorsefully to myself.

The small girl tried to fight me loose for a few more seconds that felt like an eternity when suddenly I felt a slight tingle in my mind that quickly became a "thread." My hypothesis was thankfully correct for both of our sakes... or at least for mine.

I didn't waste any time triggering 10 magnets where I was touching her. I felt all of the stress fade from her body instantly as she suddenly transferred all of her maybe 100lbs to me as she went completely limp and then tensed as the greatest pleasure she ever experienced lit up her mind. I gently laid her down on the soft carpet floor with her wavy hair spread out behind her head. I let go of her but left the magnets intact to keep her tranquilized.

"What am I going to do with you?" I asked her excitedly as I stepped away to catch my breath and calm my shaking hands.