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He sat at the bar, sipping on a rum and Coke. It was a long day. 'Surely, there has to be a better way to beat the cost of living' he thought to himself. Of course, when you're a low-level sales supervisor at a well-known insurance firm, you would think that as well. He looked at the television, which displayed the Cowboys vs. the Eagles. Good old "T.O." was up to no good as usual, talking smack on the sidelines, then missing passes once on the field. All he could do was chuckle to himself, thinking 'typical T.O.' as he took the last swallow of his drink. He figured he had enough, so he began to start his drive home for the night. He wasn't drunk, not even woozy. He was "relaxed," and the drive was only 6 blocks.
On the way home, he saw a prostitute standing at the corner of a major intersection, nonchalant. She was Caucasian, wearing tight black stretch pants and a small coat matching in color, with heeled boots that rode up to just below her knees. The silhouette of her body sexily stood out in front of a brightly lit store as she stood in the night. He felt a warmth come over him. "Not tonight baby, but it'll come," he said to himself. He wasn't a bad looking guy at all, but for some reason, didn't have the best luck with the ladies. As the old saying goes, "he knew how to pick 'em." So he was considering buying a prostitute in the very near future to get his kicks.
The light turned green, but at that very moment, he heard sirens. He looked around, but couldn't make out the direction from which they blared. Just as he pressed the gas to proceed through the intersection, there was a fast approaching roar, accompanied by the sirens, followed by an incredibly loud clash of impacting metal and shrapnel......
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There was a bright light shining, fuzzy at first. He was awakening. He heard a P.A. system in the background. A nurse was checking his vitals, writing the results onto a clipboard. "Mr. Benefield, I'm glad you've come back to us" she said. "I don't know how it happened, but you survived."
"Survived what?"
"A week ago, you were involved in a horrible accident. A chemical tanker was stolen from a facility just outside of town by a deranged man, and the police pursued. Unfortunately, the chase ended when the truck hit you."
'That's the roaring I heard with the sirens' he thought to himself. The head shift doctor walked in moments later.
"Tony Benefield, Dr. Carrington. Boy, you are one hell of a fighter. I can't see how anyone could've made it through that."
"When will I be able to leave?"
"Don't worry, Tony, you'll be out of here very soon. We have to run some tests."
"Tests?"
"Yes. You see, that chemical rig that hit you spilled it's payload; an experimental formula that was derived from a newly discovered isotope, which was created by accident. It was used on certain animals, vegetative humans. It was believed that the formula could induce mentally-controlled actions in other beings or objects, otherwise telekenesis."
"What the hell......"
"I know, Tony. But you know science today knows no bounds. They don't know for sure if the formula works, or what will result if it does work. That truck just arrived in town, and provided the only means of knowing a definite answer until it hit you and spilled the formula, destroying it. I'll see you later on with those test results."
The nurse remained to finish collecting stats. Tony stared at her, admiring her thick, Coke bottle frame through her uniform. She smiled at him, and began to walk out the door. Tony stared at her butt as she walked out, then had the thought of touching it. At that very moment......
"Ooh!" she exclaimed as she jumped in a startled manner. She looked back at him, and he laid there, completely oblivious.
"Are you okay?" Tony asked.
"Yeah, I think so. It seemed like something touched me. Weird. It's been a long night."
She continued to exit the room, at which point Tony thought about groping her bountiful breasts.
"Aaah!" yelped the nurse. She turned to Tony, hoping he was too sedated by now to notice. "Oh my God, I'm making a fool of myself."
Tony noticed that her nipples were now hard through her top. There was no draft in the room, and it's winter, so the heat is running, so there should be no reason for them to be erect. Then it dawned on him........'the formula from the truck!' he thought to himself. 'Telekenesis! Every time I have a sexual thought about a woman, it happens! This ought to be good......'
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It's been a couple of weeks since Tony was released from the hospital. The tests didn't turn up any negative results because the chemical was undetectable by the hospital's analyzers, and Tony didn't show any side effects. Just as well, he "failed" to tell them about his new ability. With this lack of evidence, the whole theory about the chemical being a mind-controlling agent became a ruse to the hospital staff, so they released Tony on a clean bill of health.
He'd been thinking about all of the past women he'd desired to have, but either turned him down, were taken, or just plain trashed him. There was Lori. She was an average looking Caucasian, but very confident, which projected a lot more than she had to offer physically. She was a lower B-cup in the bosom department, and had a small, but cute ass; thin framed. She seemed innocent enough, which was contradicted by her braless approach to wearing shirts. Her nipples always protruded visibly through her attire, and she loved it. That's probably one of the first things that turned Tony on about her.
Then there was Carmen, a Hispanic who was very high maintenance and self-centered. She had fake boobs, and a soft ass. He bumped into it by "accident" once, and he liked the Jello jiggle. Tony didn't want her long-term, he only thought she'd provide some saucy excitement in the bedroom.
Then there was Caitlin, another attractive Caucasian. She was a little more well-rounded overall, but tended to have very high expectations out of the men she dated. So high even she couldn't reach them if she were a man. She was aggressive and knew what she wanted. This was a woman Tony truly wanted, possibly long-term, but she shot him down in the worst way. Not only did she reject him, she did it in front of her girlfriends, adding that he had a small dick. This was humiliating, but Tony got over it, kind of. So, the plan was somewhat laid out. Carmen would be easy because he works with her. But he'd have to come up with some way to come in contact with the other girls on the fly.
