You could say I am quite unlucky. All my life I have also been the clumsy one, who accidents seem to follow around. One of my most unlucky accidents happened on my 19th birthday, but I’m starting to think now that maybe it was my luckiest.
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I had been at University for just over half a year, and lived on campus on the second floor of an accommodation building. I shared a floor with 14 other people, but we had our own separate rooms with doors, so we didn’t always have to be around one another. So the day I had the accident, I was in my room alone, with the door closed.
Sitting at my desk I was reading an article about mind control on my laptop. It was pretty mind numbing, so I stopped reading quite often to take a sip of my beer. Reading the article got me thinking though. Wouldn’t it be amazing to have mind control powers? You could control anyone, and make them do anything. I had never really been a hit with the ladies because I was always so clumsy, but with the power to control girls’ minds I would be able to make them want to fuck me for days on end.
*BANG BANG* “OI PHIL! Stop wanking in there, we’re all going out!”
The sudden banging on the door made be jump and with that I knocked the beer can over. It went in kind of slow motion; the can jolted to the left and slowly tipped over, the beer dripping then pouring onto the keyboard, surging towards my hands on the desktop.
“Ah damn!” I shouted out, as the puddle of beer reached my hands.
A spark shot out of the laptop, and my eyes bulged as I saw a wave of electricity shiver through the puddle of beer, reaching out to my hands.
I remember feeling a tingle in my finger tips which then spread up through my hands. Then I felt a jerk through my whole body and I was flung away from my desk.
The next thing I remember is waking up on the opposite site of my room, smoke was rising out of my laptop and my hands felt like I had put them in a fire.
“Phil? You alright in there mate? What was that noise?”
“Arghhhh that was me electrocuting myself.”
“What? Let me in.”
Getting up off my arse I unlocked the door and let Sam, one of my friends who lives on my floor, into the room. He looked over to my laptop.
“Damn Phil, when will you stop the destruction? You can’t keep anything for long before you break it.”
He chuckled to himself before looking at me properly.
“Oh, man I’m sorry, are you alright? Do you need to see a doctor or something?”
“No, I think I’m alright. My hands just feel a bit burnt.”
He reached out and took a look at my hands.
“Seem fine, doesn’t seem to be any burning.”
“Well the feelings going away, must have just been the shock.”
Sam let go of my hands, and started towards the door.
“All of us are going out for a drink, maybe it will help you forget about the loss of your laptop, but if you’re not up to it don’t worry, I’ll tell the others what happened.”
The pain in my hands were almost gone, and I wasn’t going to let them all go out and get drunk without me, so I headed out with them to go to a club.
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In the club, the 15th of us didn’t really stick together. It ended up that me, Sam, Jessica and Paul ended up sitting at the bar. Over the time I had lived with these people Sam had become like a best friend to me, he was the cool cocky type of person who liked to have a laugh, and that’s what I wanted to do as well, so we just clicked and became friends.
Jessica was what I would call, one of the best looking girls that I lived with. She had shiny, shoulder-length, blonde hair and a set of gorgeous blue eyes. Not forgetting the most important thing, she had a pair of fantastic tits, which I had often had a good look at while we have played many drinking games on our floor. To go with a great set of tits she had a nice tight arse, and shimmering legs which she showed off in short skirts all the time. She had told me I was cute, but had never shown any express interest in me.
Paul was more of Jessica’s type of man. He is muscular, tall, tanned, had big brown eyes, and short blonde hair which seemed impossible to muck up. He’s the ladies man. Everything I am not.
I’m average height, average build, pale skinned, have green eyes, and black hair that is very difficult to style into anything. Jessica would never go for me, when she had Paul around and knew that she could have him any time she liked.
Me and Sam were sipping back on a couple of beers, and we looked over to see Paul and Jessica kissing.
“I knew it would happen, one drink and she’s anyone’s.”, laughed Sam.
“Well, not ours, she would never do something like that with you or me.”
“I suppose you right about me, but you Phil? You could do it.”
“Ha, yeah right.”
“Just buy her a drink, it’s worth a shot.”
I didn’t have much to lose to I turned round to Jessica, who had stopped kissing Paul for a second.
“Hey, Jess, can I get you a drink.”
“Yeah, sure.”
She ordered a drink and the bar made passed it over. I took it and turned to Jessica. I suddenly realised from this angle I had a great view of her cleavage, and the thought popped into my head about the mind control article I had been reading. If only it could be!
Reaching for her drink, her hands came in contact. I felt a jolt spread down my hands to my fingertips. I looked down at our hands and saw blue sparks shooting between my hand and hers. She took the drink from me then just sat there looking at me.
About a minute, of her sitting there doing nothing, passed.
“Jess, are you alright?”
“Yes I am fine, Phil.”
“Aren’t you going to drink that?”
She looked down to the drink in her hand.
“Oh, only if you want me to.”
“Umm... Yeah, that’s kind of why I bought it for you.”
“Ok.”
She put the drink to her lips and commenced to gulp the whole drink down.
“Whoa, that was quick Jess.”
“I’m sorry. I thought you wanted me to drink it.”
“Well I did, but not that fast.”
“I will drink it slower next time.”
“Ok then…”
I couldn’t understand why Jessica was acting so strange, but then I thought about the blue sparks. Maybe… no, mind control doesn’t work like that, does it?
With the thought in my mind, I decided to see if I was right or not.
“Jess, touch your nose.”
