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Chapter 19 by Torg Torg

What next?

Science Lab

He got to the science lab and used his key to get in. Karen wasn’t there yet, so he sat down in order to wait. Since he didn’t know how long she'd be, he decided to figure out if he could find her.

He closed his eyes and let his consciousness go out from him. He was looking for one person among many. He could feel scores of people for about two blocks from the school when he recognized Karen's mind. It seemed that she was driving a car toward the school.

Hey, Karen. It's John. Just concentrate on driving and think your answers, he projected into her mind. How long until you get here?

Oh, John. You startled me. Give me five minutes, you pick up from her thoughts.

He kept track of her whereabouts by seeing what she saw. He watched as she turned the corner and pulled into the school parking lot. Once she was out of the car and walking toward the building, he left her alone. A few minutes later, he heard the click of the lock on the lab and in walked Karen.

He had never seen Karen dress like this before. She was wearing a thigh-length blue skirt that showed off her legs and a tight scoop-necked red t-shirt that presented nice cleavage. Her hair was down around her shoulders and it had been cut, and she was not wearing glasses. She even had a bit of makeup. She looked completely different and very attractive.

"You're dressed differently. Did you go shopping?" he asked, his voice full of curiosity.

"Well, I realized that nothing I had in the closet looked very good on me, so I went to the mall last night. I also got a haircut and some contact lenses. Do you like the total effect?" she replied, expectantly.

"Yes, you look great! Nobody's going to recognize you on Monday," he said enthusiastically.

"I guess I just got tired of looking so staid and dowdy."

He was reminded that he gave her an improved body image yesterday. ‘I am the cause of this change’, he thought a little guiltily, yet rather pleased as well. He struggled to keep the conflicting thoughts off his face. He decided not to mention anything to her; she might not like him rearranging her brains.

“Hey, did you heard about the party over at Tanya Benning’s that turned into an orgy? I heard that someone did a striptease up on a coffee table,” Karen asked.

He blushed and said, “Yeah, that was because of me.”

“What?! How did you got in?” she asked excitedly. Then she got a thoughtful look on her face and said, “Oh, yeah. I guess I am going have to get used to this. Tell me about it?”

“Well, I needed a distraction to have enough time to make everyone think I should be there, so I made them all horny. It worked, except for a small problem with four people trying to have sex with me.”

“Oh, come on. Give me more details.” She was definitely excited. She looked at him with intense curiousity.

“Well, at one point I broadcast a suggestion that it was okay for me to be there and that everyone was horny. It must have gotten mixed up together, because I went into one room where Heather Maxwell, Tiffany Porter, Brad Hicks and Chad Whats-his-name were having oral sex, and they all started coming at me with lusty looks in their eyes. I got Brad out of the room, but I almost got molested by Chad since Tiffany had me in a lip-lock and was groping me. I was so distracted that I could barely used my abilities. I did get Chad out of the room before he touched me. And then Tiffany proceeded to give me a blow job, and I sprayed cum all over her and Heather,” he said with the words all tumbling out very fast. He hoped that he wasn’t offending her. Karen paid very close attention to him as he spoke, and he noticed her flush at the end. She was broadcasting strong vibes of embarrassment, intrigue, horniness, and confusion over how to deal with them all.

“What about the striptease? Was that you too?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “after I got everything back under control, and everyone was just normal horny, I saw Angela Clemens. She really embarrassed me a couple years ago, so I wanted to get her back. I did the same thing I did to you yesterday to get her to dance on the table and strip. She even had me come over, and she wobbled her tits on my face." Karen seems somewhat turned on, because you notice bumps of nipple on her tits. "Then I got a blinding headache and had to leave. I ended up walking home, because the headache was interfering with my powers. I’m not sure what happened after that. What do you think the headache was?”

Karen was still flushed listening to you, but she paused and thought for a bit. “Well, it sounds like you did a lot of stuff that night. If we think about your new abilities as muscles, remember that you’ve never exercised them before. This was probably due to an overuse of neurons, thus draining your sugar reserves. Maybe the headache was your telepathy muscles getting fatigued – kind of like a charley horse.”

“Man, it hurt. I’ll have to not overdo it. How about if I eat more sugar?”

“I don’t know if that will help. Just make sure you eat regularly. You know, we should start cataloging what you can do. Then we can see how you progress and see what new things you come up with. I’ll start a log on the computer.” She walked over to the lab computers, picked one, and sat down. She logged in and opened a text file. “First, let’s think about yesterday at school. You read thoughts and emotions. You can project images and thoughts. You can talk mind to mind.” As she spoke, she typed. “You can shield against others thoughts. You can make people want to do things. Anything else from yesterday at school?”

“Um, nope. Last night would include sharing someone’s experiences, broadcasting thoughts and emotions to more than one person, and entering someone’s dream. Lots of ‘Jedi Mind Tricks’.”

“Really? Who’s dream did you go into?” she asked.

“My sister, Julie’s,” you reply, a little embarrassed. “I can also re-categorize things in people’s minds,” moving on quickly so maybe you didn’t have to go into the sexual nature of her dreams. “Like when I got a ride to the party from Colin Bradshaw by putting myself into the section of his brain where people it was okay to give rides to was located. I did the same thing with the party when I made it so it was okay for me to be there. I just added myself to the list of possible attendees.”

“Wow! That’s very neat! That could be very useful,” she said with interest.

“Yeah, in fact, that’s how I do most of the stuff I do. Oh, and I could erase memories. And today, I searched for you and watched what you saw.”

“You really were busy yesterday. No wonder you got a charley horse,” she said with a grin. “You know, John, we need a new name for that.”

“So, what should we work on?” he asked. She closed the computer file and logged out.

What do you work on?

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