An itch to scratch

Before you can decide where to begin your fun, a group of teens enter the con behind you.

Laughing amongst themselves they push past you, knocking you aside. The group consists of three or four guys dressed, unsurprisingly, in jeans and pop culture t shirts. The two girls with them are a different story. The dark skinned girl is dressed in cargo pants and a black singlet top. The other girl is a pale blonde, wearing sneakers, gym pants with a logo down one leg and a tight white sleeveless mid drift top.

The blonde looks back at you as they pass, with a smug smile, and makes a comment that gets another laugh from her friends.

Well, it looks like you have a volunteer.

Following along at a discrete distance, you wait until the group is stopped, looking at one of the stands. The blonde is carrying on a conversation with the other girl while the guys check the anime for sale. You notice she's unconsciously adjusting the oale pink bra straps that keep slipping out shoulder of her top.

Getting an idea, you send a whisper of your power towards her and for back to watch.

The conversation continues, but the blonde seems a bit distracted. First she absently scratches at her side, then around to her back. Turning up the power a bit caused her to scratch urgently at her shoulder and to her friends surprise, over one breast.

Realising her actions, she tries to stop, although clearly it takes some self control.

Focusing on the conversation with your power you hear her explain. "It's my bra, I don't know what's wrong, it's getting really itchy"

You turn up the power a little more, and her will finally breaks. She starts scratching again, and seeing that the guys are starting to notice, excuses herself and rushes off.

You follow behind her, keeping the irritation going just enough to frustrate her, until she sees a stall selling clothing. She runs into the temporary change room, a set of curtains on a metal framework and urgently slams the curtain behind her.