Voice of Demand

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Danny Johnson

I looked down at the... the butterfly? No, it wasn't a butterfly, for one thing butterflies didn't have humanoid bodies and talk in squeaky little voices. The fairy? But fairies didn't exist! The hallucination? It had to be, but it was a damn convincing one if that was the case - convincing enough that its squeaking cries had called my attention to its plight in the thorns of the college's rose bushes. It had been caught and seemed unable to free itself, and looking as pitiful as it did, I couldn't leave it there. I reached in, slashing my own skin as I struggled to free it without harming it, and then watched it bow its thanks.

"You freed me and now I can repay the favor..." The thing squeaked.

"What are you talking about? I'm not trapped in a bush!"

"No, you're trapped in a body - a human body which is worse... and what is it you people call your type? Geeks? I don't understand that but it seems if you're not big and muscular you're even more trapped when you're a human."

I just listened in bemusement.

"So, I'm going to repay you by freeing you - from now on, anything you state as fact will be true."

I snorted with laughter. I'd never even tried drugs, so this had to be a dream or something. Either that, or a visit to the college p-shrink was in order.

The thing continued to speak. "I'm not very powerful so there are limits. You won't be able to directly control anything's mind or emotions and this will only work if you add a time limit to the statement."

I blinked and shook my head, but the thing was still there. "Let me get this straight," I said, "You're saying anything I say will happen... well, as long as I don't control somoene's mind or forget to say a time? Yeah right!"

"Yes, right."

"Ok, then every second for the next minute a new $100 bill will appear in my wallet. See, nothing's happen..."

I reached into my pocket to pull out my wallet, but it seemed slightly thicker. Pulling harder I yanked it out, opened it and saw bills appearing there for the next few seconds.

"Holy shit!" I breathed, stuffing the wallet back in my pants before anyone else saw it. I took it out again a minute later to check they were still there after the time was over. They were, though no new ones appeared. "Ok... you got my attention..."

The fairy or whatever it was had disappeared. I stood fully and turned around in time to see a group of three girls coming towards me. They were from my math 101 class, Jazmin the Indian girl, Cherry the redhead and Jen the blonde. I'd been stupid enough to ask Jen out on a date the first time I saw her - hey, the fairy was right, I had no social skills outside of the chess club and lab - and she'd been making fun of me ever since she turned me down.

"What you doing, sicko, peeing in the roses?"

Her two friends laughed.

"Oh hi, Jen," I said with a friendly smile that hid the malicious revenge I had in mind. "You know, I thought I'd give you another chance... I know you don't feel like going on a date with me, but would you like to give me a bj right here and now?"

I saw the shock on her face turn to anger as she realized she had heard what I'd said correctly. I waited for what she did to decide just how mean I was going to be.
 
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OOC: you actually mean Jane right?

Jen:

My face flushed with anger, a million nasty thoughts ran through my head as I wondered what kind of punishment would suit a perverted geek like him.

And then the perfect plan formed in my mind.

Suddenly breaking into a smile, I took a step towards him, quickly closing down the distance between us.

"Did I hear you correctly....stud? You want me to give you a blowjob?" I said, deliberately pulling my blonde hair back behind my ears as I spoke.

I licked my upper lips seductively, and took yet another step towards him. As he stood half a head taller than I was, he could clearly see down the top of my blouse, and I took a deep breath in, accentuating my 34Ds.

"Right here?" Now my fingers reached for the front of his pants, rubbing his growing erection slowly, my eyes never once leaving his.

I even moaned, soft enough for him to hear only, as my fingers went to his zippers, pulling it down slowly yet expertly, without any glitches along the way.

Now with one hand, I pulled open the front button of his pants, the other hand putting my middle finger between my lips.

"Mmmmm" I made a great deal of sucking my own finger....
 
Jen:

And then with one swift motion, I reached for his waistband, and yanked both his pants and boxers down at one go.

With his clothes tangled at the bottom of his legs, I gave him a push and he fell backwards into the bushes, totally helpless.

"Loser!" I sneered, as I walked off haughtily, much to the delight of my two girlfriends.

But as I celebrated yet another of my victories, I felt a strange sensation within me, as if his words had some kind of effect on me. An image of myself actually giving him a blowjob flashed through my mind, and I shook my head, disgusted...
 
Danny Johnson

OOC: Thanks for pointing out I'd mistakenly left a Jane in there when I changed the name to Jen - all fixed I think.

IC: She stepped toward me, the woman I'd thought of as the ice princess (or ice bitch more likely) melting into a fiery vixen. I'd expected her to call me names, to scream at me, even to slap me or something. As her fingers stroked over my erection I hadn't expected this. I glanced towards her friends in shock and alarmed embarrassment at this dream fulfilled. They seemed as surprised as I was.

And then...

And then...

I was on my back in the bushes, thorns tearing at my skin as my pants bound me momentarily to the ground. I screamed and saw people turn to face me as Jen and her friends turned to walk away laughing their asses off.

How stupid! What the fuck had I been thinking? I was going to be the laughing stock of the whole school... The thoughts hammered through my skull as I felt tears of terrified embarrassment well at my eyes. I scrabbled for my pants as people began to walk towards us laughing.

Then the memory of the fairy resurfaced. Fuck it - if she wanted to be a bitch, I would turn her into one. And not the kind she though she could get away with being.

"Hey, Jen!" I yelled.

She turned, still less than a dozen feet from me.

"From now until you beg to suck me off, not ask but BEG, and follow through right here near the car park, any time anyone greets you at all something you're wearing, or if you're naked something you own, will cease to exist!"

That just brought another round of laughter from everyone who heard.

"You're a crazy mother fucker, shit head!" Someone yelled off to the right. I didn't see who it was.

"Hi Jen," I called out and for a second didn't see a change. Then I noticed her watch had disappeared. I smiled and ignored the continuing screams of hilarity as I pulled up my pants. Let her decide how long it was going to be... if it wasn't soon she'd not only be naked, she'd be penniless from replacing everything she owned. And like the money I gained, their loss would be forever.
 
Jen:

"What was it that he said?" I asked Cherry with a sneer. Then we all burst out in laughter.

"Anyway, I'll see you girls later. I'm going to be late for...." I looked at my wrist, and took a moment to register my loss.

"Where's my watch?!" I almost screamed out. It was a birthday present from my dad, and had cost almost fifteen grand. It was something I used to show off to all my friends.

Cherry and Jazmin said they would catch me later, leaving me alone to fathom how on earth I could have lost my watch. Maybe I dropped it when I was teasing that pervert. Damn.

The crowd was already clearing, as most of the students were rushing off for class.
 
Jen:

Just as I was looking around the bush for my watch, I heard someone call out my name from behind, and saw Reyes, like the cutest guy in school walking by.

And then the weirdest thing happened. My favourite bra, a pink laced one that I was wearing, just disappeared into thin air right after Reyes called out my name.

Absent-mindedly, I reached up and touched my breasts through my white blouse, feeling the absence of my bra. Reyes stopped, looking at me, a little bewildered by what I was doing, but perhaps also admiring my nipples that were already showing through my blouse.

I blushed, before he carried on towards class.

But what was going on?!
 
Danny Johnson

I watched Jen quietly panic, then apparently begin to play with her breasts. That was entertaining in itself - she had nice tits and I intended to get my hands on them... among other things. She had been a real bitch though and I'd string her along for some time before I let her do anything to gain relief from some of the things I could do to her. And if any of her friends joined in her tortures I'd do worse to them.

As Reyes headed off towards class, I wandered over towards Jen, studying her magnificent form through her clothes. How long would it take her to pluck up the courage to do what I'd said?

"Lost something?" I asked sweetly.

She seemed like she was going to shriek for a second as my sudden voice made her jump. She'd been staring at the ground in desperation.

"It's not there you know. It's not anywhere."

She looked confused and that made me laugh. She must have been the only one who hadn't heard what I'd said exactly. For a moment I considered leaving her unawares, but figured it would be more fun to watch her squirm - first with belief and then with alarm at what she'd have to do.

"You know, you're really going to have to start listening to me you know... things I say are going to happen do - and I told you, until you beg to suck me off and actually give me a bj by the car park, something you're wearing or own will cease to exist whenever anyone greets you in any way..."

I laughed at her expression. "Don't believe me? Watch... Hi Jen..."

She stumbled slightly as a show disappeared.

"Need more proof? Want me to go on? No, I didn't think so. Oh well, it's up to you of course. But you're kind of popular aren't you? Have you thought about how often people call your name or say hi? Every roll call, every time a friend calls you over, every time a professor asks a question... and you like basketball right? How many times does someone call to you when you play? Heh, you thought you WERE popular - not half as much as you're going to be!"

I turned and started marching off to Dawson Hall. "Well, I don't want to be too late for the basic programming class, so I'll see you later!"
 
Ali goes to class

Allison had troubling believing her stupid boyfriend talked her into taking a computer programming class. She was not good with computers, other than IM and email. What the hell good would programming do her? But Scott had talked her into after a long time, telling her some basic skills would be great for resume and career. She felt so out of place here, a cute sophomore, a tennis player, cool friends, a hot bf. She grumbled as she went into class, wearing the cute new top she'd gotten at the mall and the denim skirt she loved. She sat, crossed her legs and prepared to be bored.
 
Danny Johnson

When I wandered into class, the professor had already begun introducing the concepts of programming computers. He stopped talking as I sauntered through the room whistling. The others in the class seemed too lost in their shock to laugh yet, and I intended to make sure they only became more puzzled.

"You must be... Johnson?" The professor growled as he looked up from his attendance sheet.

"Yeah, that's right... Danny Johnson, glad to meet you."

"Are you trying to be funny? We began five minutes ago! Either take a seat or get out!"

I cocked my head to one side and wondered if the restrictions I was under would allow what I was going to do. "Look, Professor... whaterver your name is... for the next five years you will be unable to notice anything negative I do!"

It might work, I thought: I was more playing with his senses than his mind, and as I saw him glance at the clock and then back at me I realized I had been right.

"Sorry, must have started early or something. Look, if you'll take a seat and we'll carry on."

"No problem," I said and looked around the class for who could be fun to sit next to.

The class was pretty much all Sophomores and freshmen, which meant few of us knew each other. There was one girl who looked very appealing though; cute top, denim skirt, all hiding a body I intended to enjoy. I wandered over to her and sat down.

"Hi," I said, "I'm Danny. You look good enough to eat... but perhaps you'd like to go first?"
 
Danny Johnson

I wasn't sure if her embarrassment had caught up with her denial that anyone could be that crude yet. It made me laugh. I felt something ping off my shoulder and saw an eraser spin past my face.

"You're a freak, Johnson," hissed the guy behind me.

I knew him from other classes, Pete Mitchell: football player and all round jock - but one of the so-called good guys. Or at least that's how he had been seen.

"Mitchell, what are you playing at?" It was the professor's voice. "Leave Johnson alone or you'll be out of here."

"But he just said..."

"He's sitting there quietly, Mitchell - which you should be. Now shut up and sit down."

Pete sat down glaring at me. It reminded me of something I'd forgotten to say and I quickly added that nothing would be able to hurt or harm me without my permission (I added that as afterthought in case I had to go to hospital for some reason, though that wasn't likely now) until I die. Then, as the professor began to lecture again I turned back to the woman next to me.

"Ok, so you're not ready to do that yet... don't worry, I can wait. I still say you're kind of hot - but what say I make you look even better?"

I waited to see what she would do.
 
Re: Danny Johnson

BadForm said:
"You know, you're really going to have to start listening to me you know... things I say are going to happen do - and I told you, until you beg to suck me off and actually give me a bj by the car park, something you're wearing or own will cease to exist whenever anyone greets you in any way..."

Jen:

His words rang in my head, though I was still caught in disbelief somewhat. There has to be some explanation, for my watch, my bra, and my shoe.

But deep inside I was afraid that what he said would come true. I mean, what if he does dabble into black magic?

And my shoes....no wait now my socks....I had to put a stop to this. What did he say that I was supposed to do again?
 
Ali in class

I roll my eyes and lean away from this wack job.

"Whatever, guy ..."
 
Danny Johnson

I gave her a huge smile, mocking in its excess. "Whatever I want? GOOD GOOD! Look, since you're such a friendly person let me enhance your already gorgeous looks. Until the end of the class, your breast size will increase by one inch every minute."

I glanced at the clock on the wall. 10:03... over 40 minutes until the class ended. Unless her clothes were amazingly expandable, that would give everyone a lot to think about.

I wondered how my other victim was doing just now and started to plan more about how vicious I could be. Perhaps everyone would like to see how she was going I thought and decided that I'd let them see. The professor suggested we turn follow his demonstration and work on an assignment. I spoke quietly.

"Until the end of the class, the wallpaper for all computers in this class will be a live-update video feed of Jen."

I smiled as windows opened up to show her increasing state of undress. This should be fun.
 
Allison in class

I shift again in my seat. Weirded out. Wishing more than ever that I had not agreed to be in this class.

Then i feel an odd sensation in my chest.

What was that?
 
Danny Johnson

I listen as the lecture carries on, and keep an eye on my computer watching as Jen struggles outside for some explanation of her predicament. For a while she's fortunate that nobody else shows up and most of the class seem to get bored watching her, even to the point of not objecting when the professor instructs us to work on the first mini-assignment, opening an editor to work and thus obscuring the screen.

Beside me, I hear Allison shift uncomfortably and turning to glance at her I notice just how tight her top is now. What has it been? 10 minutes? 10 minutes equals 10 inches. She must be in pain from the stress of her breasts against her top and bra, assuming she's wearing one which we should all soon know. I wondered how she'd cope with life when her breasts were so much larger than any normal woman's.

A cry of "Holy SHIT!" from one of the guys at the back of the room has everyone turning to see what's wrong. Everyone except me. I minimize my program editor at once and take a glance at the picture on the screen. Four other girls had shown up and were now blocking the view of Jen herself. Given the look of amazement on their faces however, I could guess they had all said hello.
 
Allison in class

I feel even more weird as I sit here. Getting warm. Feels like my breasts are swelling. What is going on?

This must be an anxiety attack or something. Can I hate computer programming this much already?

I try to take a deep breath but I can't. I look around. What the hell ...

Flustered. Paniced. I stand up and hurry to the door.
 
OOC: Yes, 40 inches is way too extreme - cripplingly so. Of course, you are assuming I would not give a command for them to be reset to a more... manageable size once the initial hilarity had worn off (don't necessarily assume just because my char is vicious that I'm incosiderate ;) ).

IC: Her dart for freedom surprised me and everyone else. Even the professor seemed too shocked to respond as Allison flung open the door and dashed through. A few seconds later I was following her however, knowing the professor would not even see that I was gone. A brief thought flew through my head that if I missed class I would not get the notes and I laughed at myself. There were ways around that now, weren't there? I didn't have to be the geek I'd been before. I could decide to gain knowledge without effort, or to pass exams I'd never even taken. Now I could simply have fun... and get revenge.

"Hey, don't go!" I yelled as I ran through the doors after her. "What's wrong? You seem upset."

I followed that up with a whisper. "Every door and window from this hallway will be stuck shut for the next ten minutes."

That should stop her running away.
 
Allison in the hallway

I dash down the hallway past other classrooms. I rush toward the ladies room. I slam into the door, but it's locked.

Shit.
 
Danny Johnson

I saw her bounce off the door and stagger into the middle of the hallway. She seemed almost dazed and that gave me plenty of time to reach her.

"What's wrong?" I said, radiating false concern. "You seem upset. I was only trying to help you. Why are you running away?"

I reached out to cup her face gently and waited for her to respond.
 
Allison in hallway

I turn to see that creepy guy from class coming toward me. He raises a hand.

I swing an arm at him to knock his hand away.

"Leave me alone!"
 
Inside:

I let Allison slap my hand aside and continued to feign concern. I let my hand fall to my side and stared at her open-mouthed for a few seconds before speaking.

"I'm sorry, I don't know your name... I'm Danny. Look I don't know what's going on but you seem really freaked out. Do you need to go to the nurse or something? I think I can help you find her."

I tried not to look at her top. Even at the edge of my vision I could tell her breast had expanded so much that in another minute or so she would be bursting out all over.


Outside:

"What the fuck!"

Terri stared at her friend wide-eyed in shock. She'd seemed dishevelled when they had been walking towards her but as soon as Terri and the others with her greeted Jen her clothes had vanished. She was naked now, naked and looking scared. Somewhere in Terri's subconscious a voice commented that Jen looked hot like this, but it was overridden by her primary fear and confusion about what the hell was happening.

"Jen, what's going on? I mean... Jesus, Jen. What happened to your clothes?"

The other girls appeared dumbstruck. Mary pulled off the light jacket she was wearing and handed it over to Jen so she'd have something to cover herself with, not realizing she would no longer own the jacket soon.
 
Allison in the hallway

"I ... I feel really strange, okay?"

I look around, wondering what the hell to do. Panic setting in. My chest inflating somehow.

"I think I need ... a doctor or something."
 
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