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Chapter 3 by Mr Nice Guy Mr Nice Guy

what's the story?

Aunt Kelly

I looked across the desk at my nephew, Mark. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Mind control powers?

“Bullshit,” I told him, a smug look on my face, “you can’t hypnotize me.”

“It’s not hypnosis, exactly,” he said, leaning back in jus high-backed leather office chair, “It’s more like a psychic push, like I can take notions of how people _should_ behave and shove them away. Thoughts, memories, even perceptions, all bumped out of place."

"That doesn't make any sense at all," I said, rolling my eyes. Mark had always had a knack for storytelling. His mother used to tell me about lies he would make up to get out of homework and chores, but this? Psychic powers? This was a new one.

"I know, but it works," he told me, "It's only since last week. I think something must have happened to me when I had that MRI for my headaches. No more headaches, but now I can do this."

"Do what exactly?" I challenged, "Honestly Mark, when are you going to grown up and stop telling tales?"

A dark looked crossed his face. Good. Maybe he'll take the hint and start acting like an adult.

"Aunt Kelly," he said, very seriously, "I only told you because I trust you. You're my favourite aunt..."

"That's fine," she cut him off, "but you have to understand that telling lies is what a child would do. You need to start acting your age."

Again his face looked angry. He was staring at me with fire in his eyes, as if he was going to unload on me.

Instead, though, something changed. A look of serenity settled on his face, as if he had let go of something that had been bothering me.

"You want to suck my cock."

"Excuse me?!" I said, shock in my voice barely reflecting the horror I felt in hearing my nephew say those disgusting words. I wasn't going to sit there and take that kind of **** from this rude young man. Standing up, I was just about to leave the room when something happened in my mind. I went to take a step toward the door when all of a sudden I couldn't remember which way the door was. Looking around, I could see the walls, I could see this weird rectangular wooden object embedded in one of them, but the door was gone!

"I, um, where did the door go?" I sputtered, "I need to leave and..."

"You want to suck my cock," he said again.

Then things got weirder.

What's next?

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