I have this ability, you see, to control and alter people's minds. It sounds like an awesome and terrifying power and it is. Especially when I have it.
I didn't gain control over my power until I turned eighteen. Before that, I was just your below-average guy. I was short and wimpy. I could never get a tan because my skin would burn after five minutes in the sun. My family couldn't afford contacts so I was stuck with these big, thick dorky glasses.
I'm even below average in penis size. You would think God would have pitied me a little, but no. I'm ashamed to say that my dick is only three inches long. Yeah, that's why I was still a virgin at eighteen.
But all that changed when I turned eighteen. I had this weird ass dream where this sexy woman's voice said to me, "John, you now have the power to control anyone and anything. I have chosen you based on how pathetic you are. I hope you abuse your new powers. I might even get involved at some point in time."
I woke up after that with a killer headache and the woman's voice echoing through my head. Now, I believe that woman is a witch or something and she wanted to help me in some way.
At first, I just thought I had a bad dream, but I still had a bit of hope in me. I decided to test out this new 'power' on my mom.
We were eating breakfast and it seemed like my parents forgot it was my birthday. My bitchy older sister was too busy bragging about her rich boyfriend and the superior grade she got in a college class to pay any attention to me.
My dad, of course, was at work and didn't even say hello to me this morning. My mother cares about me, but she definitely favors my sister. I decided to try this 'power' on them and see if I could get some revenge.
But first, how do I control them?
I decided to try pushing a thought into my mom's mind. Focusing, I thought of the phrase, "you want to give your son a blowjob" and then I shot that thought into her head. Of course, I didn't expect anything to happen.
But then I felt a burst of pain in my head and I shook my head to try to get the pain away. By the time the pain faded away, I found myself looking at my mother in front of me. She was kneeling on the ground and was reaching for my zipper.