Fairy Tail: Mind/Reality Control

Character list:

Lisanna

It was midsummer, and the sun was shining down on all the citizens of magnolia. One girl was moving through the city by herself, trying to find the marketplace where she and her friends were going to spend their day off.

"I hope the others aren't worrying about me," Lisanna murmured as she walked through a dark alleyway.

She was burning up despite her wearing a summer attire consisting of her shorts and t-shirt, and had hoped taking a detour between some buildings would help her cool off. Unfortunately, it didn't take long before she got herself lost, and now she had no idea where to go. She was looking around anxiously when she saw a dirty old man resting between some dumpsters. He was wearing ripped pants and a white t-shirt with stains coming from God knows what.

"Excuse me mister. You wouldn't be able to point me in the direction of the market would you?" Lisanna asked the stranger, keeping her distance in case he was some type of weirdo.

"That would be just around that corner over there, miss," the man said while pointing at a big building not too far away.

"Oh, thank you so much, mister... erm"

"You can call me Mr. ***"

"Well thank you very much ***, you saved my day." Lisanna said smiling to the helpful stranger.

"Why if you are going to the marketplace, I’d gladly join you. I am sure we could have a lot of fun together," the man said giving her a creepy smile as he eyed up her body.

"He he he. No, I don't think that's such a good idea," Lisanna answered, getting a little freaked out.

Suddenly, the man's eyes lit up bright red, and Lisanna could hear a faint buzzing sound in her ears. She felt a dangerous aura exude from the man's body. Feeling something was seriously wrong here, she turned around, and started to walk away as fast as she could.

"Are you sure? I was really hoping to buy some good food at that market, I'm all out of ham, you see," the man pleaded in what was suddenly a sincere and innocent voice, his eyes returning to their original color.

Lisanna stopped in her tracks hearing the man's words. She had planned on selling some wares of her own when she arrived at the market, and had therefore been carrying two hams and a basket of fruit with her the entire day. Loosing some of the weight certainly wouldn't hurt. Lisanna was still scared that the man might do something to her, but the saleswoman inside her just wouldn't let her pass on such an opportunity.

She didn't step any closer to him, or even turn around, but she let out an *AHEM* and carefully started talking, "OK, Mr.***, it just so happens that I'm selling hams today. You wouldn't be interested in buying some would you? But no funny business, you hear me."

«Of course not, miss. I would love to appraise your goods," the man said walking up behind her.

Lisanna bent over to get the hams; pulling down her shorts and panties, she proudly presented her goods.

Smiling, Mr*** started to carefully appraise the wares—groping and rubbing them with his greasy hands.

"Hey! Careful with that! Don't touch them with your dirty fingers unless your're sure you're going to buy them!" Lisanna shouted, annoyed at the hobo's carelessness.

"I don't think that's going to be a problem, miss. These are some quality slices of meat," the man commended, before slapping the right one with full ****. "Firm as well. Do you stretch them out?"

"Thank you so much for saying that, Mr.***. I really did strive to find the beEEEEEST!!!!" Lisanna started saying before squealing as he entered a finger inside her hams to test whether or not the inside held the same quality as the outside.

"Perfect, I will buy both hams for whatever price you name." The man said backing off after having given them a few approving claps.

"That's great!" Lisanna collected herself, wanting to appear professional when finishing a transaction, "Thank you so much, you saved me a lot of trouble. Let me just bag that for you real quick," She said, pulling the wrapping from around her ankles up to her hams. Deciding not to bother with the box they came in, she swiftly stepped out of her shorts,and threw them into one of the dumpsters next to her.

Lisanna was about to complete her sale and leave, when an idea that would gain her further winnings hit her mind, "Oh, and before I forget: You wouldn't be interested in buying some fresh fruit as well, would you?"

"That depends. What are you selling?"

"Lots of stuff. Namely," *swoop* "These big, watery melons," Lisanna exclaimed as she pulled her bra and t-shirt down, revealing the flawless pair of melons she hid underneath.

The man again started to appraise the merchandise, pulling and lifting at them to test their weight and overall quality. For some reason, Lisanna felt a strange tingle of arousal run through her loins as she stood there selling her goods; however, figured it was just her inner cat transformation getting a bit frisky with her.

"Well, being completely honest with you here; Calling these, "Big, watery melons" would be an overstatement, don't you think? They barely fill the palm of my hand, and your nippl— um, I mean... The peel seem really hard. Are you sure these are ripe?" Mr*** asked as he twisted her "peel" more than what was probably good for them.

Lisanna sighed, cursing at the customer’s impressive observational skills, while also fighting the urge to investigate what in all seven hells was happening that made her so sore (and horny). That of course, would require her to undress in front of a stranger, so she figured she'd better wait until later, "Pleiiiiis, Mr! I knoooow they're little smaaaaal, but I promiiiiiise that they will taste deliiiiiicious," she pleaded, getting embarrassed that she couldn't control her voice's outburst because of the sudden stings she periodically felt out of nowhere.

"Well, then you won't mind me taste testing them, would you?" The man chuckled whilst rhythmically "appraising" the melons.

"Go riiiiight ahead."

And with that, Mr.*** started licking and slurping all over Lisanna's melons. She wasn't particularly happy about how he salivated all over her wares with his breath smelling of booze, yet ignored that, as it gave her a chance to investigate the sudden horny streak her body was going through.

She was burning up, and putting one finger on the outsides of her panties confirmed her suspicions: She was soaked. And looking into the red-glowing eyes of the man in front of her, she suddenly understood why: Mr*** was probably the hottest man she'd ever met!

He was big, mature, and his masculine body odor drove her crazy with lust. Why had she turned down his earlier invitation for some "fun" when that was just what she needed? Her head filled with erotic fantasies of him doing perverted things to her in front of everyone at the marked. Some of her fingers even found their way past the hem of her panties; however, before she could relieve herself, she was brought back to the present by Mr.*** finishing his taste test.

"Well, you were right young lady, these really are delicious; I'm buying both of them. How much will it cost?" He asked as he picked his — unknown to Lisanna — completely empty wallet out of his pocket.

"Well, Mr.***, I was actually thinking of giving them to you for free." Lisanna tripped up and down on her toes, obviously getting ****, "I'd just need you to do me one small favor: Would you please come with me to the market!" Lisanna asked whilst wrapping the melons back into her bra, again throwing her outermost garment in the trash.

"Sure. I'd love to join you, miss, but I just have to ask you about one last thing before we go."

"Anything!" Lisanna exclaimed, having trouble not jilling off to the sexy piece of hairy man meat in front of her. She was fiddling with her hands, pushing them up against her panties and struggling not to let them dive into them. Her knees were weak from all the excitement, yet she was too shy to ask him for anything sexual. He was a customer after all. She had to restrain herself, at least for now.

"There wouldn't happen to be a juicy peach for sale in your stash, would there? " The man said as he gave off his most sinister glare as of yet.

Lisanna felt excitement surge through her. She mus truly be blessed to have met this particular individual on this day., "You bet there is~"