"You're absolutely sure this thing will actually work?" Wes was staring incredulously at the black device. It was about the same size and as Iphone and had the same slick almost slimy surface to it. The Device was legendary at the college. A single twist of the dial or push a few buttons and any woman would instantly become the most wanton whore you could imagine. It wasn't supposed to be real though, just something that the guys talk about at the dorm or at a frat party. "It can't work." Part of him almost hoped it wouldn't work.
A smile that was neither kind nor happy started to slip onto his friends face. It was the same malevolent, sinister smirk that crossed his features when he was about to put some one in their place. "It'll work. Trust me I went through a lot of work to get this thing." He ran his fingers over the smooth surface. He could almost feel the power flowing through his fingertips and sending a tingle down the length of his spine. Jake imagined this was how the President of the United States must feel when he's first handed the Football. It wasn't possible that so much raw power could be packed into such an innocent looking package but it was true. "All we need to do is pick a girl."
"Any girl?" Wes asked raising his gaze from the device to sidewalk. The two were sitting at a burger joint at what was basically the center of everything. Between the dorms and most of the classrooms on campus this place was never empty. Even better it was summer so the girls were showing plenty of skin. He found his eyes leaping from one to the next undressing them with his eyes. Why the fucking Device didn't come with x-ray specs was suddenly a frustrating limitation. There should be an app for that, there was one to make his i-phone into a fucking tuning fork! His attention went back to the steady stream of humanity flowing past him to whatever classes they had and for some of them back to their dorms.
A dark haired girl wearing a pink tank top strode past the pair without even noticing them. Of course girls like her rarely noticed anything. She was as close to perfect as real women were capable of being. Tall, long lithe legs that vanished into a pair of shorts that could have pasted as khaki panties. High heels that clicked hypnotically as she passed and full pouting lips. "I want her." Wes mouthed not bothering at all to conceal who his eyes were tracking. She was still walking towards them but her attention like a lot of perfect tens was focused on something nobody else could see. "Her." That time he spoke.
Jake wasn't through sizing her up though. Wes was a leg man, and the sight of long bare legs was more than enough to convince him of his choice. It didn't really matter that she had a pair of melons strapped to her chest bouncing with each step she took. It wasn't worth mentioning in his mind that she had startling green eyes, so bright they had to be contacts. Nature wasn't capable of creating something that beautiful. It was like she stepped out of a movie or something.
"Her! I want her!" Wes hissed. The angry sound snapped Jake out of his reverie and back into reality even just for a second. The steady click clack of her high heels on the concrete almost dragged him back beneath her power but he battled it back. After all she was supposed to be under his power that was what the Device was for. That was the only reason it existed. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say his though so he just nodded. "Turn it on then." Wes commanded. It wasn't really a command, it was actually a plea if Jake had been truly listening but he wasn't. his mind was to busy trying to see through the pink tank top that wasn't even concealing the woman's nipples.