Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 30

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 30

Finding
my appetite fled,(who would blame me for that?) I quickly
dressed, and left the apartment
for class. I decided to drive, not
feeling strong enough to walk
this cold morning.

The streets were only slightly
snow packed after the storm the
other day, but I made it to the
campus without any issues. I
was trying to figure out the best
ways to exercise my ability, and
made little switches here and
there, some with people, some
with inanimate objects, but I was
trying to stay inconspicuous, till I
noticed Old Mrs. Stiles, the
campus nurse. Fat, old, and ugly,
she would be a great experiment
in changing someone’s nature.

Up till this point, all my switches
had caused very little pain. I felt
them, and they weren’t as easy
as that first day, but they were
much nicer than the second day.

I decided to go big with the
nurse. Making a ‘metabolism’
switch, I flipped it feeling some
resistance, but it moved. I flipped
another switch to restore her
hair color from grey to… Well, to
be honest, I really didn’t know
what her natural color was, and
thought she might look good as
a redhead. I turned on the
elasticity to her skin, hoping to
get rid of her wrinkles, and even
tried to flip a switch to slow her
aging. The last was the hardest
of all to move, but I was able to
nudge it a little, before my head
really started to ache. I would
have to keep an eye on her, and
see how things went over the
next few weeks.

With my head starting to pound,
but a smile on my face, I headed
to my next class; only to find
myself stumbling forward as
someone pushed me from
behind.

“Think you’re some hotshot,
don’t you,” Dan Peters called.
I regained my balance, and spun
around to confront the bully. He
stood there, laughing at me, with
his hands on his hips, wearing a
letterman’s jacket.
“Leave me alone, Dan. I don’t
feel up to dealing with you right
now.”
“Ho! That’s rich. YOU don’t feel
up to dealing with ME? Who do
you think you are, dweeb?”
I could see that we were gaining
an audience, but I didn’t want to
make a spectacle, and after
modifying Mrs Stiles, I didn’t think I
would be up to much.
I needed a way out of this, but
something that wouldn’t be too
obviously me. I spied my escape
route on the wall behind Dan: a
white handle, within a red box. I
pulled the fire alarm mentally,
and felt my head give a mighty
twinge of pain. The resulting
noise from the alarm made my
head hurt even worse, but by
then, everyone was evacuating
the hallway. I saw Dan go one
way, so I stumbled the other, and
right into someone else.
“You’re going the wrong way,” a
familiar voice said, and I looked
up to see Stephanie standing over
me. “The fire exit is that way,”
she pointed down the way
everybody else had gone.

I laughed weakly, my head
throbbing from over using my
ability. Stephanie’s smiling face
quickly turned to one of concern,
and I cursed myself, as I
considered how weak I must
look to her right now.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded that I was, “Yeah, just a
horrible headache is all.”
“We need to get you off your
feet.”
The attractive brunette
looked around, before grabbing
my hand and pulling me after
her.
“Come on, we can go in here.
I doubt this is a real fire anyway.”
I followed her into the room,
holding my pounding head with
my free hand.

The room was thankfully dark,
and I couldn’t help but
remember the other night in the
freezer with her. Had that really
only been two nights ago? This
room was light enough to see in,
and much warmer however, and
as my eyes adjusted, I realized
we were in one of the
performance rooms. There was
stadium seating slanting down
to a small stage.

Stephanie led me to a seat in the
front row, and had me sit. Her
hands fussed at my head, and
cheeks, and I realized she
thought I was sick.
“It’s just a headache, really,” I
tried to assure her, and was
surprised by the mischievous
smile that crossed her face.
“Just a headache, huh?” She
placed her hands on the
armrests on either side of me,
and leaned in close, our noses
almost touching.
“I know a cure
for headaches.” Before I could
think to respond or act, she tilted
her head, and mashed her lips to
mine.

My surprise quickly wore off, and
I kissed her back. I didn’t know
what her cure was, but if it
started with kisses, I was willing
to give it a try. Her tongue was
darting in and out between my
teeth, while her hands felt across
my chest and stomach.
She pulled away unexpectedly,
and looked me in the eyes.
“There, how is your headache
now?”
I couldn’t help but laugh a little at
her attitude.