Arc One: Play With Erica (Learn About Personal Reality Manipulation)

"You have half-an-hour. That's plenty of time. Why don't you take a break? You can work later." It was the first time that you were actively manipulating someone's perception of reality, as opposed to letting your power handle it for you. You had suspected that it would take time to get the hang of it, but you were wrong. The power and its use are instinctual.

Under its influence, Erica stops cleaning. She straightens and stretches, yawning as she does. Her arms come down after a few seconds and then she flops onto the bed, undoing her work in straightening the covers. After a few seconds, she pulls out her phone and starts to tap away.

A glance shows that it doesn't have to do with Anna's situation. Erica was scrolling through Instagram. It was how she relaxed.

Let her. If it keeps her still, it is good enough for you. She's lying on her front so you don't have access to her ass, but you do have access to her front. Place your hands on either side of her to keep her from turning away and slowly lower yourself towards her. Can't kiss her- the phone is in the way, but you don't mind. It isn't her face that commands most of your attention. Between her bra and her pose, her tits are highlighted magnificently.

Don't take the bra off yet. The zipper is on the back and you can't get to it without moving her. It's not a problem. Move one cup down slightly, exposing a pink nipple. For a second, you stare at it hungrily. The second ends. Lean down and capture it in your mouth. It tastes as good as it looks.

The reaction from Erica is immediate. Her breath hitches and quickens. Her body squirms lightly below you, but she can't escape with more concentrated effort. What it does do is drag the nipple out of your mouth.

The tiny nub glistens in the low light, inviting you to chase it. Dart to the left and capture it. A feather-light lick sends her twisting to the right. Follow and this capture it again, this time with more ****, gently holding the bud between your teeth. When Erica moves to the left, her nipple twists before slipping out of your mouth.

A pained gasp escapes her mouth, causing her to get off her phone and look down. Erica sees that one of her tits is hanging out of her bra, and your power supplies an explanation. It tells her that the shoulder strap must have slipped, causing it to slide down. On the way down, it must have rubbed her nipple the wrong way, causing the jolt of pain she felt.

Erica doesn't think much of it. Her hand comes down to fix her bra, but you stop her, grabbing her hand, halting it in mid-air. "Your break won't last long, and no one can see you anyway. Concentrate on relaxing. You can fix your clothes later." Let go of her hand. It returns to where it had been- on the side of her phone, holding it still so she can see the screen.

As Erica returns to her task, you return to yours. Experimentally, you move your hands. They had been placed on either side of her, pinning her to the same general location. Use them more specifically now.

Pull down the second half of her bra, bringing both halves down to her stomach, fully exposing the breasts. Press the orbs together. They were perky and firm, pressing against your hands to try and return to their natural position. They don't press hard enough and you don't let go.

Lean in once more. Erica's C-cup breasts were the perfect size for you to capture both nipples at once. Swirl and suck.

It was interesting to feel Erica react underneath you. Her legs straighten, thick thighs tightening so that her hamstrings ground into yours. The muscles tremble and shake as she does her best to hold still. You see her upper body do the same rather than feel it. Your previous suggestion had been to focus on relaxing, and to that end, Erica refused to look away from her phone. Squirming as she had before would move her phone, keeping her from browsing.

You wonder whether you can break that control. You spend a few more seconds on her tits, before realizing that there was an easier way to do so. Pull your head back, keeping the nipples in your mouth. They lift with you before gravity drags them out of your mouth, causing them to crash back onto Erica's chest, jiggling slightly as they did.

Another pained gasp escapes Erica's mouth. She glances down for just a second before her attention goes back to her phone. In the second she had looked down, your power supplies her with everything needs to explain the situation. The second strap had slipped. Erica would have to buy another bra- this one clearly didn't fit her anymore.

It was a shame too. The white lingerie looks good on her.

Kiss your way down. You don't take your time- three kisses cover the entirety of her navel. The fourth lands on her inner thigh. The fifth gets you to your real prize. It lands on her panty covered pussy. To your disappointment, it's still dry. Toying with her breasts hadn't gotten Erica wet yet.

Partially out of spite, and partially because the panties would be discarded anyway when Erica got rid of the bra, you decide to fix that. The panties are perfect for what you have in mind. Most of it is made of a frilly white material that- while gorgeous to look at- is coarse and rough on the tongue. The center, however, is different. The frilly outer material comes together to form a diamond made out of a smooth, almost silk-like material. The material is thin to the point of being translucent, allowing you a good look at her pussy, from clit to mid-slit.

A few licks are all it takes to drench the area. You mean to keep going until you shatter Erica's ability to keep herself still- to keep tapping away at her phone. Preferably through an earth-shattering orgasm.

Three things happen at once that throw that plan out the window. First, Erica puts down her phone. Second, your power provides you with the alterations it had made to Erica's perception. And third, you learn something new about your powers.

Your orders to Erica hadn't been to hold still, it had been to relax until Anna got here. At the time, relax had meant go on Instagram and browse, so that was what Erica did. The situation had changed, and with it, so did Erica's idea of what was relaxing at this moment.

Her panties were drenched. Your power had explained that to Erica by telling her that she was so horny that her pussy had started dripping- and it was her dripping pussy that had drenched her panties.

And then they went one step further. You had thought that your powers were only capable of intellectual explanations- effectively, that they could make someone think something was true, but not make it true. That wasn't so. At the very least, you now knew that your powers could also affect the target's emotional state.

It hadn't just made Erica think that she was horny. It had actually made her so horny that her pussy starts to drip, joining your saliva in drenching her panties. Suddenly, being on her phone wasn't relaxing. Masturbating was.

Back off and give Erica some space. Sit back as she voluntarily puts her legs under her and lifts slightly so that she was doing a back bridge. Her hands go to her waistband and pull it off. A long strand of arousal links her pussy to the cloth before it snaps. She haphazardly tosses the garment away.

One hand spreads her pussy. The other dips into her cunt. The sight is beautiful- but it also reminds you that it isn't just Erica that is horny. Your loins ache, straining against your cotton pajama. Skin feels hot, fingers twitch.

Erica moans, softly at first, but it quickly grows in both frequency and volume. The sounds reverberate through your being, urging you forward. Listen. Obey.

Pant falls to the ground. Step over it and advance. Dick swings pendulously with every step as you approach. Reach her. Wrap your hand around her thin wrist, pulling the hand pistoning out of her cunt out. Guide it to her mouth.

Erica willingly opens her mouth as her digits approach. Your power convinces her that she had been curious about how she tasted, and now was the perfect time to find out. Her fingers enter her mouth and her lips close around them. Cheeks hollow as she sucks, a curious expression coming over her face as she tastes herself for the first time.

Thrust in. Erica's finger muffles whatever noise she would have made in reaction to the stimulus. You might not be able to hear her reaction but you can see it. Her head tilts back and her eyes scrunch closed, face contorting in pleasure.

Power kicks in again- this time convincing Erica that the reason she was feeling this pleasure was that she drank her juices. From now on, she would have a similar feeling whenever she tastes herself- and you think you can expand that.

Stop thrusting. Eager to get more of her juices and a second wave of pleasure, Erica's hand leaves her mouth and creeps towards her pussy, ready to scoop out more of her juices. You are ready for her.

Hand flickers out and grabs her wrist once again. Guide her to her breast instead. Erica picks up on what you want her to do without you having to manipulate her perception. Her tits are large enough that if she pulls them upwards, she can slip her nipple into her own mouth. The second she does, you resume thrusting, sending the wave of pleasure through her once more.

Erica's wail is quieter this time because she is more prepared for it. Near silent once muffled by her large breasts. This time, you don't stop thrusting.

You do, however, play around with the speed. You can tell when Erica is sucking on her tits and when she is just holding it in her mouth because her mouth hollows inward whenever she sucks. Watch for that motion. When she sucks, speed up your thrusts, increasing the pleasure she felt. When she stops, do the opposite.

Erica gets the message quickly. She gropes and plays with her breasts, one with each hand, while her mouth switches between them every twenty to thirty seconds. You meet her on one exchange with your own mouth.

The two of you share a kiss around her soft breast, you from the bottom and her from the top. Her tongue had been out, running around her nipple. Take the chance to slip into her mouth and wrestle with her for a scant few seconds before Erica disengages, drawing her head back and moving to the other breast.

She had tasted salty. As you draw back, you notice that Erica's face was flushed from exertion. A bead of sweat drips down the side of her cheek as you increase the pace. She was on the verge of cumming- not that you need to look at her to know that. You can feel it in how she is clenching around you.

Take a final breath and speed up, jackhammering into her as fast as you can. A sprint, not a marathon. Your gamble works. Erica clenches around you. Her eyes roll back as she orgasms and her breasts slip from her hand. Her final wail is unobstructed and clear, a cacophony of pleasure.

You try to thrust through it, each one long and slow. Heavy. Each one is more pleasurable than the last ten. You don't last through it.

At the tail end of Erica's orgasm, your own follows.

Mind flashes to Shades of May. You had always wanted to creampie a girl but never did because you didn't want to risk getting her pregnant. You don't exist anymore, however, so it isn't a problem.

Stay buried inside her as you cum, shooting four loads into her. Wait until every last drop is spent to pull out. Back away, and admire as your cum bubbles out of her and stains the sheets.

A blissful look falls over Erica's face. She looks relaxed- like all the stress and tension she had been carrying around had been fucked right out of her. The look only gets more relaxed as a hand goes down to her pussy. Don't stop her this time.

Watch with interest as her finger enters again and scoops out some of your cum, thinking it is her juice. She brings it to her mouth and swallows, humming appreciatively as she does. The liquid must have had at least some of her own juices, because it does its job.

The period bliss last right until her phone vibrates. Both of you glance at it at the same time. She has two new messages.

Erica, with her fingers still in her mouth, glances around her, suddenly remembering that she was supposed to be doing something. She calmly takes stock of her situation. Then she panics.

Edited as of 10/31/20.

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