Toying with power

"Nothing happens in Gotham..." Barbara lamented. She released a sigh as she rested her chin in the palm of her hand. The gentle breeze of Gotham's sky hit her with a breath of normalcy. And with the honking, chatting, and revving of ongoing traffic below her. It only served to ingrain the fact that nothing of any importance is going on at the moment.

That moment of quiet realization was stopped short as the sound of Robin's voice cut through her right earpiece. "Wait wait wait wait... Did you just say.. Nothing happens.. In Gotham!? Heh.. Hah... Behahahahahaha! Oh my god! Oh my god, you actually... You actually said that! Hahhaaaaaaahahahahaha!" Robin's complete amusement was distinguishable both through sound and due to the fact that she could clearly see him stammering on his red couch through her right eyepiece.

"I said..." Barbara spoke.

"Yo dude, whatcha laughing at?" Beastboy's face popped in frame from behind the couch, with his voice piping through Barbara's left earpiece.

"You missed it!" Robin stammered through his constant laughing. "Batgirl just said... Heh..hahah! She just said, She just said nothing happens in Gotham!"

"BAHHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Ohh.. Ohh. No way! No actual way dude!"

"Yeah, okay, I don't know why I called you guys anyway." Barbara sighed and tapped the side of her neck to disengage the call.

Barbara rolled her eyes to the top of her head and leaned back onto the towering building she was resting on. She left her feet dangling above the general nothingness that was occurring below her.

Eventually, due to the generic sounds turning from taunting to a more soothing beat, she began to close her eyes.

Until the sound of buzzing popped into her right ear.

"You guys done laughing?" Barbara said with annoyance upon picking up Robin's call. Though, she bounced a bit in shock as her entire vision of the Titan's Living Room was obstructed by Starfire's flawless orange face.

"Friend Batgirl! Is it true? Did you really say the humorous thing about the Gotham?"

"Yes! No! I mean, it wasn't funny at all I just said nothing happens her-"

"Ohh! Hilarious!" Starfire backed away from the camera and did a little twirl in the air while clapping her hands. "Very funny Girlbat! Very very funny."

"Hehha! I know right?" Robin grinned as Starfire came to rest right beside him on the couch after she flew rounds around the room with giggles aplenty.

"Hehehehe" She chuckled some more.

"Yeah Hehehe!" Barbara mocked, "Harharhar! Anyone else find this funny!?"

"Hold on a second!" Beastboy held up a gloved finger as he typed something on his phone. "He's chilling with the Justice League right now So... Wait wait! Yo Cyyboooooorg!"

"What's up my dudee!?" Barbara grimaced as she heard Cyborg's voice through Beastboy's phone, though her earpiece, and through her own ear.

"You need to hear what Batgirl just said!"

"What did she say?"

"Say it again!" Beastboy held his phone up in the air.

"I'm not repeating myself." Barbara blankly replied.

"Oh hehe!" Starfire moved like the flick of a switch, as she was resting on Robin's arm one second, and had Beastboy's phone right up to her face in the next. "She said that the Gotham was not the active!"

"Wait." Cyborg paused. "Did she just say nothing happens in Gotham!?"

"Yes! Hehehe!"

"HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!"

"Yeah Robin I think I'm going to block you off my contacts for a while." Barbara moved to end the call as she spoke. "It's like none of you guys are level headed or have any form of..."

"Wait wait wait!" Beastboy muttered through the smile on his face. He then transformed into a slime-ridden octopus in a flash and shot his tentacles off-screen. Three seconds later, Raven was yanked into the middle Living Room. Her hair had been tied up in a bun, and she was completely bare save for the towel that was wrapped around her chest and upper thighs; the gray-skinned teen blinked twice as she was caught up with her current situation.

"What... The... Heck!!?" Raven's eyes turned a shade a pitch-black, and the water droplets that were cascading down her bare skin began to rise into the air as globs of darkness.

"Hey, chill Ray!" Beastboy transformed back to his human-like form. "You need to here what Batgirl just sai-"

"I. Don't. Care." Raven clenched her fists, causing a dark aura to flow around her.

"She said nothing happens in Gotham!"

"Wait, seriously?" The purple-haired girl de-tensed her muscles and cocked her head. "Okay, that's funny."

"Are you serious!?" Barbara exclaimed.

"What?" Raven raised an eyebrow and looked towards the camera. Then she blinked as if she remembered something. "Oh yeah." Snapping her fingers, Beastboy vanished into a black void. One which Raven soon followed.

Everyone stood in mutual silence for a few lingering moments, when Robin suddenly closed his eyes and chuckled. "Nothing happens in Gotham..."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

Everyone excluding Barbra were brought to tears of uncontrollable laughter.

"I said! I..."

"Anyway..." Robin's laugh began to die down to more of a chuckle, and he rubbed a tear out from the corner of his eye. "We'd love to hear more of your jokes.. Heheh... But we gotta head out. The Justice Leagues having an open house, and we weren't invited! So obviously we're about to bust in."

"Yes, indeed!" Starfire jumped into the air. "We're about to do the busting!" The last thing Barbara saw was the orange alien's white-toothed smile covering the camera before the feed was cut.

Barbara, annoyed, leaned back onto the building she was perched on in a huff. "I said... During the day nothing happens in Gotham..." She glanced at the top right of her eyepiece and mentally sighed as she realized it has now been five hours with nothing of interest occurring. "I just wish some shit would go down... Something to get me off my butt."

"Ohhh Sydney! We're about to make some shit go down!" Jessica's chin was resting on my shoulder, so close to my ear, I could practically hear and feel the perverted undertones etched into her breath.

"No, we're not!" I shook my elbow and knocked Jessica off me before turning around to face her. "This is crazy Jess! We need to figure out what's-"

"Woah wooah!" Jessica brought her hands up to restrict her vision. "Watch where you aim those things!"

"Are you serious? You actually believe I have some... Power?"

"Not some power," Jessica responded with her eyes still covered. "It's an overtly perverted gift, that is perhaps a sign that you are destined for...... F... For..."

"For what?" I shifted my weight over to my opposing leg and had my hands resting on my hips. "Hello? Earth too..." Checking Jessica out, I noticed she had the fingers on her left hand spread out just so slightly. And her emerald eye was staring directly at my still exposed bust. "Okay, I know this is an act! Both of you have to be in on it." Rolling my eyes, I attempted to cover the revealed cleavage I was displaying, though, without the buttons, I only served to jiggle my breasts in place during my vain attempt to appear modest.

Jessica saw my chest jiggle, and a moment later, her arms collapsed to her side, allowing both eyes to openly gawk at me, with her jaw dropping open in the same way as her mother did earlier.

"Okay! Well, now my shirt is ruined! And I'm not walking around with my chest exposed no matter what you say." I furrowed my brow. "You owe me money cause this shirt was expensive! Hell, you love trying to turn me into a pervert like yourself."

"Love... Trying.. To turn you into a pervert... Like me..."

One incredulous look later, "Yeah, that's what I said... And since you love doing that, you also love giving me some compensation, like money, right?! Or do I not get anything for dealing with your antics."

"I love giving you money..."

Sighing at her response or lack of one. I switched my gaze downwards to search for where the buttons had scattered. When I was hit with another wave of dizziness upon looking at my own cleavage. Though, this bout of scatterbrained wooziness seemed to hit me much more than before. I found myself drawn deeper and deeper into a blank zenlike state. As my neck craned farther down, I keep looking... Staring deeper and deeper into my-

"Jessica!" Jessica's mother's voice caught me off guard and shook me out of my strange trance. It looks like the familiar sound woke Jessica up slightly as her eyes snapped up to her mother on instinct alone.

"Ye... Yeah... Yeah Mom?" Jessica shook her head as she was still coming out of whatever state she was in.

"What did you want from me?! I have things to do."

I turned around to face the older woman, as Jessica responded. "I... I wanted to show you something?"

"Show me whaa...." Her mother was caught short from whatever it was she had to say, and her voice petered out until she went back to a dull trance.

"Okay okay! You guys need to-"

"This isn't some freaking act Sid," Jessica moved closer behind me, her voice still slightly slurred. "You have some strange ability or some shit. Your tits... they're so amazing to look at..."

"Don't call them that jeez." I began to turn around, but Jessica's firm grip kept me in place. Reminding me that Jessica is actually respectably strong.

"Don't turn around! Last time I just peeked at your amazing... Creamy... Tits... And I was like... Blank! It wasn't gradual at all, one second I was there, and another... Blank!"

"Really?" It took me everything in my power not to roll my eyes for the umpteenth time.

"Really! I have no idea what happened, I had my eyes covered one second, and the next I heard my mom's voice calling me from within a void!" She nodded as if that helped to prove her point to me. "You could have punched me clean out, and I wouldn't have done anything about it!"

"Okay, excuse me for having trouble wrapping my head around this. My best friend is a known pervert. So, this seems just up your alley as a prank of some kind!"

"That's!" Jessica exclaimed. "Fair... All things considered, I might be able to see that from your point of view... But what about my mom! You've known her as long as you've known me! She isn't perverted in the slightest!"

"Well... That's true..."

"Fine! That's how I'll prove it to you!" Jessica placed her other hand on my shoulder and peered towards her mother.

"Mom! Strip off to your undergarments!" Jessica commanded.

"Okay." Her mom responded with a monotoned voice.

"What!?"

"Look, you can't deny it now!" Jessica was all smiles as her mother slowly and obediently began to remove her clothes.

I looked away, I had too! The moment her skirt hit the floor and I caught sight of the black laced pantie she had on, as well as how the material sunk into her well-developed thighs. I couldn't stand to continue staring, I didn't want to see that shit.

"Jessica! This isn't right!" I stammered.

"So you admit that you have some power!"

"I... I admit that something weird is going on, and I think I should leav-"

"Okay, we're continuing then." Jessica moved her attention back to her now an underwear-clad mother. "Good job mom n.. W.. Wow mom, you really fill that out nicely.."

"Are you perving on your mother!? That's a new low even for you!"

A blushed formed on Jessica's face almost instantly, "What!? No! No! I'm not, I'm just... Well this is just an example! I'm proving to you that you have gained some cool gift! A... A meta-human ability!"

"I'm not a meta-human! We all take tests every year to make sure of that!" That we do, every year, it's required in Gotham to take a quick check-up to detect any trace of meta-human particles in the system. WayneCorp and Star Labs work together to make sure it's all done successfully, though, I wonder why they don't do the same thing in Central City. Especially since the meta-human sightings are much more recurring than they are here.

"If you don't have some power, then explain this! Mom! Do fifteen jumping jacks."

"Okay," The woman slurred before her body began to bounce up and down in the familiar motion. Arms up, then down. Legs spread out, then in. She repeated the movements clad in nothing but her bra and panties. The jumping had her chest jiggling to its own tune, and the way the woman had her eyes locked on my cleavage was a bit unsettling, to say the least.

What was more unsettling was how engrossed Jessica was getting to this frankly strange situation. Her arms were gripping into my side with more and more enthusiasm as she continues to watch her mom bounce in place.

"Okay okay," I spoke up. "We need to-"

"Keep testing!? You're right! Mom stand on a heel and spin for me- For, for Sydney! She needs more proof!"

"Yes." The woman mumbled as her impromptu jumping routine came to a halt, causing her breasts to jiggle into a resting position within her bra. The then began to spin in place, just as Jessica requested. She balanced on her left heel and twirled, revealing the rest of her toned underware-clad body. I was even able to make out how the pantie's material sinks into her butt cheeks. Ughhh, for a straight person who has only seen this woman as a kind motherly person. I never wished in my life to be in a situation where I would be able to witness how her body fills out her undergarments.

"Jess! This is-"

"Not enough! Mom! Twerk!"

"Okay," Jessica's mother grasped her knees, and with an arched back, began to gyrate her pelvis, causing her buttocks to shake in motion.

"Wait, turn around, so your ass is facin-"

"OKAY STOP!" I practically, no not practically, I did- I did scream. This was way too much for me, and I got the point Jessica has initially been trying to make. "Stop twerking and go to your room!"

"Okay," The older woman said before rising to her full height and existing the bedroom in a trance-like state.

"Awww, Sid, things were just getting good..." Jessica began to wine.

"Hey!" I turned around abruptly. "I'll use these on you! Don't make me!" This time I had the hem of my top clutched in my grip and was forcefully cleavage from being revealed.

"Woah!" Jessica backed up defensively, her eyes locked on my covered chest. "You wouldn't purposely do that to me, right?"

"Of course I wouldn't put you in some trance for the fun of it!" I sighed. "But I want to go home! I need time to think about... Everything.."

"Sleepover?"

"No." I moved to leave. And I made my way down to the front door when I heard a voice.

"Wait!" Jessica stopped my motion with a hand on my shoulder.

"Jessica I-"

"Look, I just want to give you some cash, okay? I felt bad for messing up your shirt, here's a twenty."

"Huh?"

I made it back to my dorm room after a reasonably long walk home. With it being evening, the sun was in the process of setting, and there was still a fair bit of sun over the horizon, so it wasn't at that point where I would have to watch my back after taking a turn, so I wouldn't get mugged. While Gotham is known as the city of crime, while the sun is out... Well, not much really happens.

Still, the walk was lengthy because I was wary of taking transit to get me to my destination. I mean, I could have used the twenty Jessica gave me. But with this new realization that I might have magic breasts; it was now more than ever did I not want anyone to take a peek at my chest. Even with the evidence, I was blatantly shown, I genuinely don't want to belive it's true. I just want to blend in! All my life I've been more or less **** to stand out because of the way I look, and if I have some mind-controlling boobs! Well, then my plan to go unnoticed has just been made substantially harder.

Whatever, I'll deal with this later, cause, for now, I'm tired... I'm hungry.. I just want to eat then sleep.

Ohh, but I've got to study for the... Shiiiiit!

I pouted to no one as I was the only resident occupying my dorm room. Kicking off my shoes near the front door, I came to a conclusion. I would eat, sleep, then begin studying tomorrow. Besides, I can't study for shit if my mind ain't in the right place.

Before heading to my tiny bedroom, I reached into a cabinet and pulled out a package of ramen. Because what else would I eat? In less than a minute, I had a miniature pot placed on my equally as small stove-top, it was boiling water, and in two more minutes, I'd have a beautiful steamy bowl of pathetically average ramen.

Hell yeah.

Once reaching my bedroom, I quickly yanked off my clothes, making a specific effort not to look down at myself while I did so. If my boobs really did have some power to them, I didn't want to hit myself with the same wammy Jessica's mom was put in. I pulled on my favorite pajama bottom, with little piggy faces splattered on it, up my thighs. And I attempted to tie the string on it, so it wouldn't press tightly against my waist. But it's fairly hard to do without looking down until I put a T-shirt over my breasts I wouldn't dare to take so much as a glimpse downwards. Even if I tried to look over my boobs, they would more then definitely nap my vision.

As I was making progress with my tying a not, I heard a faint whissle... No wait, that ain't faint! That's freaking loud!

I made a mad dash to the kitchen when I realized I was running around topless. I could feel the weight of my breasts bouncing within my bra. Shit, I can't walk around carless like this! Without a shirt, once idle glance down, and who knows what would happen.

Turning in an about-face, I began to move back to my bedroom when I noticed that the bathroom door was still open from when I left for school this morning. And I was able to see my reflexion staring back at me in the mirror. With no shirt on of any kind, I was able to look back at my reflection. My own running state had my boobs jiggling in wild motion. And by a complete chance, I glanced down towards my jiggling tits.

When everything went blank.

Jessica made her way over to her friend's dorm room. Sydney missed school entirely, and she found herself with the urge to give the blond some extra cash to help her out. There were two twenties in her right pocket, and she was just itching to hand them over. But Jessica was also distraught that she did something yesterday that genuinely upset her best friend. Most of it was just her playing around, but thinking back on it, she did allow things to get slightly out of hand.

Can anyone blame her, though!? She just found out that her best friend has tits so fantastical that they can effectively brainwash anyone who so much as takes a peek at them! In complete honesty, Jessica found herself completely jelous.

In the world she lives in, there are two types of people, the ones with amazing gifts and the ones without. And she has always dreamed of being one of those gift given individuals. But no, it ended up going to the person who wanted it least. Sydney is the last person who would appreciate having outstanding abilities, and Jessica is well aware of that. If she could take the backload off of her friend, she'd gladly snatch it! She'd take having some backpain if it meant being able to control people with her tits!

"Snap out of it Jess.." Jessica mumbled to herself as she walked up to Sydney's dorm room. "Stop being a creep and just be a good friend..." Her face scrunched up in concern as the thought of losing her best friend crossed her mind. "Shit! Don't fuck up what you have." Jessica took a deep breath and knocked on the door before her.

...

Then she knocked again.

...

And again.

...

The dark-haired girl knocked two more times before she decided she'd use the key Sydney gave her for emergencies only. And emergencies being times when the blond forgot some school supplies and she ends up begging Jessica to make a round back to her dorm room to pick something up.

Using the key, she had the door unlocked in seconds.

"Sydney? You home?" She called out, stepping into the room and shutting the door gently. The blinds were still closed. Being that it's half past noon, that ain't a good sign. "Sydney!!" Jessica's voice grew to that of worry. She moved down the hallway and stopped abruptly in place.

Her concern face shifted from one of anxious worry to that off sly understanding.

Jessica flicked on an overhead light to get a better view. As the light cascated, there she was... Sydney stood taut, facing the open bathroom ahead of her. Jessica could tell from her position behind the busty beauty, that Sydney didn't have a top on, her smooth back was entirely on display. Through her, just as creamy legs were covered up by her little piggy pajamas. But moving back to Sydney's lack of a top, her quite firm stance, and the fact that she was staring towards the bathroom mirror. It meant one thing.

"Sydney... Jump up and down."

"Okay," Sydney responded, her voice dull and monotoned. And before Jessica's eyes, Sydney began to jump in place.

Jessica could see her knees bend and release extending her upwards. With each jump, there was a light clap as her tits jiggled and bounced against her chest and eachother.

Oh, how that clapping sound was music to her ears. She couldn't look too closely at Sydney's action, because if Jessica saw so much as a hint of her sideboob, or maybe even a clear image of her reflexion, it would be over. But nothing's stopping Jessica from closing her eyes and imagining Sydney's amazing rack jiggling and swaying at her own command.

Jessica was getting aroused just thinking about it, she could feel a slight dampness tickling her crotch.

"Sydney, stop."

The blond didn't respond this time but followed the order given to her none the less. There was one last slapping sound as Sydney's bouncing tits came together one last time. The sound sent a wave of pleasure to pass through Jessica's core.

She bit her lips and grinned.