Electric destinies

One by one, the girls were brought up on stage, zapped with the Magnet Man's wand and sent drifting away towards their unknown fates.

For some girls, the invisible currents of the universe carried them on a hovering tour across the fairground, thousands of spectators pointing and giggling at their naked bodies as they sailed at head height through the crowds. Trixie Washington was carried inexorably towards a large group of teens from Pinkwhistle High School, who all cheered and went for their cell phones as they saw her drifting towards them.

A large custard pie was snatched from a nearby clown show as she floated past, legs spread, scrabbling at the air, desperately trying to hold herself back. It described a perfect loop-de-loop, its trajectory diverted by magnetic forces beyond mankind's comprehension, and splattered against her face. Monique, recording, gave Anne a high five and hit the button to upload the footage to Youtube.

Kitty Davis, meanwhile, was borne aloft over the fairgrounds, describing a circuit around the ferris wheel for the benefit of the delighted passengers before she was lowered to near ground level. Her surprisingly voluptuous body, normally constrained in her severe, tight dresses, bounced and jiggled for the entertainment of half of Pinkwhistle's regular library patrons, who gathered round to watch as she spun slowly in the air outside the gift shop.

A number of clothespins were plucked from a nearby basket. They soared through the air towards Kitty's curvy body, on which they perched in a number of very interesting places. The brunette librarian, clad in nothing but high heels and stockings, protested angrily as she was flipped on her back with her legs in the air and a floating ruler, stolen from who knows where, began to make contact with her bottom.

So the girls drifted nude through the carnival, unable to resist, magically carried towards whatever the forces of the universe had decided was the most humiliating fate. But that was hardly the limit of the powers of electricity. For the Carnival, as it happened, violated the laws of space-time, and places all across the universe could be reached from its hidden doors.

She didn't quite know how it happened, but the Brazilian girl found herself floating naked down a crowded beach. In broad daylight. Dozens of people in swimsuits stopped to stare, then point and laugh as she was propelled across the sands, her bouncy brown tits and plump caramel buttocks jiggling delightfully while she waved her arms about and kicked and squealed. A crew of fashion photographers, doing a shoot by the rocks, spotted her, and immediately realised she'd look great on the front cover of all their magazines.

The goth girl found herself orbiting the Eiffel Tower, then slowly lowered down into the streets of Paris, where her curvy pale body with its lovely round breasts, full-moon buttocks and clean-shaven pussy were paraded before countless tourists. She'd always wanted to stroll down the Champs-Élysées, but not like this!

The artsy redhead, meanwhile, found herself in a fancy gallery in New York. A dozen flying paintbrushes teased her body, stroking her nipples and flicking her clit, teasing her neck and scribbling naughty words in red and blue and purple across her tits and thighs, while lots and lots and lots of curious art lovers nudged each other and said "Is it supposed to be like that?"

And one by one, the Magnet Man brought them up and zapped them, sending them drifting away towards shame. Until it was only Susie and Bonnie left.

He smiled and them, and snapped his fingers.

Instantly both girls were lowered to the ground, and the strange galvanic machine shut off. All the boys in the crowd had left, as well, to follow the naked girls as they floated off in different directions, so it was just the three of them left. The Magnet Man smiled and said "Thank you for being such good sports."

"Good sports? Why, I oughta..." Bonnie leaped at him, but the Magnet Man snapped his fingers. Instantly she fell to the ground, hips pumping, a puddle of her own juices forming beneath her as she came her little brains out. The Magnet Man watched as she moaned, smiling faintly.

"And now I leave you here," he said.

"Leave us here?" complained Susie. "But we're naked!" The Magnet Man snapped his fingers again, and Susie's knees buckled as she grasped her pussy, cumming even harder than Bonnie had.

"Yes," he said, watching the two girls collapse into a squirming orgasmic pile. "You are naked. Such is the power of magnets."