(this story contains piss and scat vandalism.)
I woke up today with an odd feeling. I shook it off and got ready to start the day. I took a shower and pondered about that feeling when I woke up. I brushed my teeth and I did my hair and put on my clothes. I walked down stairs to see my sister eating my leftovers.
"HEY!" I yelled, making her jump. "Those are my leftovers." I said. "Yeah, well I don't see your name on them." She responded and continued eating.
I was so mad. 'What if she shit herself? That would be really funny,' I thought. It was just a thought, I didn't think she would actually shit herself, that's silly.
PLOMP
"Ah, what?" My sister froze and stood up. She felt her ass as her pants sagged with shit. She screamed and ran to the bathroom. I stood in a couple seconds of shock before I realized that my sister had just shit herself, after I THOUGHT SHE WOULD!
It was so unbelievable. Did I control her? I checked the time and realized I better go to work before I'm late. While on the road, i decided to test if I actually could control things with my thoughts.