The Event Ch 05

John was sat in his office reading the newspaper growingly increasingly frustrated with the state of world politics. He would have appreciated Amanda's presence right then, but she was at the doctors today discussing her impending pregnancy. He was sharing Grace's PA Michelle whilst Amanda was off, which did include the occasional therapeutic release, from either and sometimes both of them, but today he was on his own.

John needed time to think so he entered the white room.

"Can you help me think through a problem?" he directed to the console in his mind.

"A work problem?"

"No, more a world problem."

"Robert wondered how long this would take."

"Well, I have, through his gift, the ability to mix things up a bit. A big dick and amazing sex is great but I'm thinking there's more I could do. The risk is, I suppose, I mess things up making it all worse. But I've arrived at an idea that I think will only trip up the idiots I read about, exposing the lies behind them."

"What is your idea?"

"I pose as a reporter, ask questions but compel people to tell the truth."

"You'd soon wind up dead if you did."

"Which is why I'd have to also use my ability to change my appearance, my name etc etc. But imagine what would happen if all world leaders realised they couldn't rely on lies and deception."

"Yes, they'd never give interviews."

"I'd find ways to meet them and compel them to talk."

"Ok, but would it actually change anything?"

"I'm convinced it would. All intentions would have to be honest. Good people would only get elected. It's got to be better than now."

"Where would you start?"

"Small town politics first or a medium sized businessperson."

"What do you need?"

"The ability to adopt new appearances and to will the appropriate paperwork and paper trail to exist. I best be bullet proof too. I'd like to know how to construct questions like an experienced investigative journalist can as well as some way of seeing or knowing the lies I need to uncover."

"Done."

"Thank you. What does Robert think of what I've been up to and what I'm thinking of doing?"

"He doesn't really understand why you don't all find your mate and then work together to look after your families. He's delighted you have found your mate but doesn't really understand why you still find pleasure with Grace or Michelle. He thinks your idea to reveal the truth has legs, but he can't see how it will play out. He's very proud of how you have moved quickly from fun to acting responsibly with the power you have been granted. He anticipates great things will come your way and asks that you remain faithful to the origin of your power when you are all powerful."

"Of course I will."

~

The town council where John lived was holding a public consultation about the planned development of thousands of houses in the area. On-line forums were full of suggestions that the plans were flawed as little or no consideration had been made for roads, schools, emergency services etc. There was also the suggestion that some of the local councillors would personally benefit from the schemes.

John, or rather David, was now stood with a haggle of other reporters, as he listened to the mayor talk about the benefits of their planning scheme. Some other councillors contributed and then the developer took them through some fancy visualisations of the scheme. The panel then invited members of the public and press to ask questions. John realised after the first couple of questions that they had been submitted in advance and that the person with the mic was being directed only to those on the list.

A quick thought from John willed a question to appear on the sheet in front of the chairman who then directed the lady with the mic to... David Granger of the Chronicle.

"Thank you. Can the panel reassure the public that the decisions to grant permission for this planning scheme have been in the public's interest and that the panel will in no way gain from these decisions?"

"I'll answer that," said the Chair, "No, I cannot make that assurance. The case for this scheme was made very clearly to us by the developer where the benefits are the presence of new housing in the area, jobs that are unlikely to be local and finally profit. The council is likely to have to separately invest in infrastructure but, given the proximity of the next local election, we're are all likely to resign so we can retire. I will personally gain to the tune of about 5 million through the bonus scheme we negotiated with the developer. Next question please."

The room had gone very quiet.

John raised his hand, still somewhat shocked how well his ability had worked.

"Just so I am clear. You and your colleagues are admitting, I suggest, guilt of fraud for your actions?"

"Correct"

"Then shouldn't we invite the police in to arrest you?"

"Most definitely."

"Thank you. No more questions."

~

The story made the national news, and John was sat watching the news with Amanda when it aired.

"Why did he tell the truth do you think John?"

"I think he's just a good reporter darling who knew how to ask the right questions. How is the bump?"

"It's quiet at the moment. I think it's sleeping."

"Nice. How are you?"

"Good other than a big belly and every growing tits that have started to leak."

"Show me."

"no."

"Show me now."

"Ok ok. Look, if I squeeze my nipple, you'll see some milk appear."

"That's cool." John bent down to lick then suck Amanda's nipple. "I know I'll sound stupid but it's warm. Nice though."

"Thank you. I read somewhere that women can leak more, sometimes squirt, milk when they cum."

"You're a very saucy young lady. Why don't you let me see what I can make happen with my tongue?"

John pushed open her bathrobe, removed her panties then held her legs high and wide as went down on her, pushing her back in to the sofa and encouraging her to massage her huge tits as he ate her pussy. When Amanda started to cum, with a little tweaking on John's part, her tits produced little fountains of milk which grew as Amanda squeezed her breasts. John completed the visage by making her squirt from her vagina so as she rolled through orgasms, she showered his face with pussy juice and her torso with her milk, all of it taking her breath away as these new sensations washed through her body.

Her eyes went wide with surprise as he entered her pussy, breaking through the squirt to deal with the massive erection this scene had brought upon him. As he made love to her, the waves of orgasm his thrusts produced would make her tits dribble and squirt. His thrusts grew in speed and power as he chased his orgasm causing Amanda's own climax to continue and blossom. With no intervention they climbed the final steps together and, when he started to cum, John withdrew his cock and showered Amanda with thick spunk as she let off her own display from her tits and pussy.

Thankfully Amanda's robe caught most of what they produced but John thought they best confine the next milk producing session to the bed or the bath or else he'd have to invest in a sofa or carpet company.

~

As they settled down in bed that night John mulled over the next stages in his plan. Today had been a great success. He maybe needed to be a bit more subtle next time with a more gradual line of questioning, but the job had been done. As he carried Amanda to bed, he'd heard the newsreader make a comment along the lines of "wouldn't it save a lot of time, energy, money and lives if David Granger could meet the leaders of the major world economies".

John had a convention to attend in Washington DC coming up soon, and he smiled as he thought that maybe David could be his bag carrier.