1. powers: chapters 1 and 2


    Date: 6/24/2016, Categories: Science-Fiction, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Older, Mind Control, Written by women, Author: hornylittlegirl96, Source: sexstories.com

    so i am a girl but i wanted to try writing from a male perspective, that said our main character here, Joseph, will be going through some pretty major bodily changes so don'y worry about that. next, most chapters will be longer than this, i'm expecting it to be a long~ish series but we'll see. my first real upload. wish me luck. 1 In 1975 ww3 started. The whole world got a good dose of radiation poisoning. As it happened that didn’t really turn out to be such a bad thing but that sorta’ depends on who you ask. Since about 1/1000th of the people born since 1980 has had super powers I, the twenty year old in 2015, think it’s pretty cool, but y’know if ya ask someone born in the sixties, with no hair and boils all over their face I doubt they think it’s so cool, but hey, fuck’um. Not my problem. Anyway back to the powers. The scientists say it’s something to do with mutation and that seems as likely as not but if you ask someone on the street chances are good that they’ll say something about God. I don’t really have any thoughts on it myself. Most people with a power only have one power. Y’know like being really strong or shooting fire from their hands. Even the scientists really have no clue how any of this shit works. A power’s, that we are called “power”s, biology isn’t any different from a normal human’s and there’s no way to tell if a person is going to develop a power until adolescence when the power shows itself, usually in a big and flashy way. My power coming to me ...
    came in a pretty subtle way all things told. I was 16 and in the middle of class, the teacher, Ms. Hendrix was ripping me a new one for not doing my homework. She was about 30 and hot as could be in a tight white blouse, a tight business skirt and 4 inch black heels. In the middle of her tirade between my “yes, ma’am”s and “sorry ma’am”s I mumbled under my breath “shut the fuck up, bitch.” And she did. She couldn’t speak. For five full seconds while I was still more angry than confused she couldn’t speak. In fact she was completely silent. When I thought to myself “why can’t she speak?” she could suddenly speak again. At this point I still had no idea that I had a power let alone how to control it. It was at lunch that day before I started to suspect that it was me who had shut up Ms. Hendrix. I was sitting with some of my friends in the cafeteria. My one friend Benson, who was a at tub of lard if ever I saw one, had enough lunch for three and I had none, my mother having drunk all the money away and my father having not sent a child support check in the last decade. I suppose being dead gave him leave to skip out on child support but it was still annoying. Anyway, as was my usual, I asked Benson for some of his food. Not expecting any to actually come my way. So when he pushed his box my way everyone at the table was surprised. Benson was famous for not sharing. “You sure?” I asked. He looked real unsure about it but nodded. As I ate the food I got real quiet. I was thinking. I ...
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