My New Superpower [Tags in Story]

Tags: [Superpowers][MF][Blowjob][Fingering][Doggystyle][Light Hypno/Persuasion][DubCon]

No one likes an origin story, so let me sum it up to you real quick. Classic freak lightning storm, got stuck riding my bike in the rain. I was heading home from work, and no one was willing to give the poor kid a lift. I got struck, came out relatively unharmed, though my bike was jacked up and I skinned the hell out of my knee.

For awhile, everything seemed normal, until I was talking to a coworker. I asked her to hand me something, knowing full well she would ignore me, but…she didn’t. She handed it to me without thinking, then moved along with her day like nothing happened.

I know it sounds trivial, but you have to realize, my coworkers didn’t like me. I lived in a wealthy city, raised by my aunt, but not given anything. I had to work for whatever I wanted. Aunt Chrissy made it very apparent that her bottom feeding brother’s son would be given no handouts.

Needless to say, I was shocked someone was helpful, even though it was small. I tested it out through the day. More coworkers would assist me, customers would take a berating without reporting me. Hell, even got my supervisor to hand me fifty bucks from his wallet. All ended the same. They moved on like nothing happened.

I had some sort of weird persuasion power that affectively wiped the memory of whoever was persuaded. So I did what was only natural after years of being looked down on and treated like dogshit. I plotted my revenge.

April Jessel was probably the meanest bitch. Her and her stupid as fuck boyfriend. They had picked on me through high school and none of that ended when we graduated. April got a job where I worked and was quickly placed in a superior position over me.

I was given the absolute dredges of busywork, all while she and her friends laughed and made fun. With my new power, it was obvious that she needed put in her place.

As much as I hated April, I have to admit that more often than not, I imagined her curly dirty blonde hair draped around my face as she rode my dick more often than not late at night. When she ordered me to clean something up, my mind always drifted to that nice, plump ass and what I would do it given the chance. Well, now that chance arrived.

We were closing one night. Well, I was closing, cleaning everything and putting away product as she texted her friends and shithole boyfriend. I asked her to grab the mop bucket for me, to test my powers, and she started walking that way. I quickly yelled after her, “And don’t be wearing any clothes when you come back.”

Lo and behold, 5’3 inches of athletic, used to be a cheerleader, body walked back with the bucket. Her skin was tanned, her light brown nipples sitting on the perch of small rounded breasts. She had recently shaved, no hair sitting atop her pubis, focusing the view on her pussy, the inner lips peeking out. Her dirty blonde hair was cascading along her shoulders as she rolled the bucket to me.

“Good girl,” her eyes twinkled at this, “Now give us a kiss.”

She pushed the entirety of her body into mine, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me into a long, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced against each other, and I grabbed a handful of the plump ass I had spent many nights jerking off over. She moaned in appreciation and her hand found it’s way to my cock, bulging in my work pants.

She pulled from the kiss, still grabbing my dick as I whispered to her to free it an do what came natural. She gently sank to her knees, releasing my dick from it’s prison. She put her tounge on the base of it, slowly dragging her tounge up the six inches of the underside of my shaft. A cool, refreshing feeling filled my soul as she took me in her mouth, sucking and slurping and moaning. I gently dragged my fingers through the roots of her hair, cupping the back of her head as she worked her magic.

I tilted my own head back, moaning to the ceiling, telling her what a good girl she was being. She purred appreciatively, the vibrating of her vocal chords massaging the length of me.

“You don’t want to be a good girl, do you? You’d rather be a slut?”

She took me out of her mouth, looking up at me with pale blue eyes, “Yes, sir. Treat me like the slut I am.”

I ordered her to bend over the customer service counter, to spread her ass apart for me. I put one hand between her shoulder blades and sank two fingers of my other hand deep within her. She gasped loudly as I slid in, then moaned as I sped up my fingers, slamming into her.

“YESYES^YES^YES^YES”

“You want my cock, don’t you?”

April, my bully, was groaning long, pleasured groans as I finger fucked her, “Yes, please^fuck please give me your cock^fuckyes sir.”

I pulled my fingers out to a gutteral moan and slapped her ass cheek hard. She jumped and squealed and I positioned myself behind her. I rubbed the head of my cock against her opening, toying with the moisture as she moaned and begged for me to fuck her.

I dipped in, pushing deep into her as she bucked, pulling back and slamming harder, one thrust at a time. She jumped and yelled with every thrust and I began picking up pace. She was still pulling her ass apart for me, but one of her hands gripped my wrist as it held her waist. I used my other hand to scoop her hair into a pigtail, pulling back as I thrust in deeper.

I did quick, sharp thrusts, hardly pulling out, as her ass gripped my thighs, her pussy swallowing and gripping me tightly. She gave quick, sharp bursts of yelling, clenching my wrist, bouncing back onto me.

I pulled out, ordering her to kneel as I shot my load on her face, covering it, telling her to let it drip down on her tits. I told her to not clean up, get dressed, erase the security tape, then finish closing up.

I watched her mopping in her discheveled uniform, my cum drying on her face as I left. She didn’t seem to notice anything was different. The next day at work, she didn’t mention anything. She was her normally bitchy self, though I noticed that she walked like she was sore. I smirked to myself, and got back to work.

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