Subconcious Control

It started with a dream.

Chris was sleeping quietly in his college dormitory room. It was his first night away from home. Well, since he had turned 18 in February. Now it was September, and he was alone in the room. His roommate would not arrive for another two days.

"Chris, can you hear me?" The voice sounded like his Dad, but was still unfamilar.

"Sure. Dad?"

"In a manner of speaking. I am part of the person you call Dad."

"What?"

"More to the point, I don't have a lot of time. I'll get on with it. Now that you are spending time away from home, you are near women who aren't directly related to you. Young women that you will be attracted to."

"OK, true."

"I am passing an ability to you. An ability that was given to me by my Father. He didn't tell me how he got it. This ability will change your life."

"What ability?"

"I will reside in your subconsious, as I reside in your father's. It is my job to make your life easier. Anytime I see an opportunity to do so, I will do so."

"What does that mean?"

"For instance, if you see a girl wearing a low-cut top, she might move towards you to the point where you can see down her shirt. The stronger your feelings, the more the behavior."

"Won't other people wonder about it?"

"The ability is area-effect. Anyone who can see you is affected. Your father had sex with your mother before they were married at a slumber party, in full view of her friends and her mother. While they were doing it, everyone accepted the behavior as normal. Afterwards, they either forgot it or if that didn't work, I altered their memories into something mundane."

"This is really weird."

"Your first crush is here now."

"Jaclyn?"

Chris woke up. His room door was open. A woman was walking in, in a deep trance.