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Mind Unleashed.
Written by Lensman.

This story is fictional, all characters and events depicted within are fictional and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

I have one unbreakable rule (to paraphrase Isaac Azimov):
I may not harm a Little Girl, or through inaction allow a Little Girl to come to harm.

Keep these fantasies where they belong; in your head.

Story Codes: (SciFi, mg, Inc, Cons, Pedo, Mind Control)

Story Intro:
Something happens to 14yo David that changes his life completely. Will he be able to retain his humanity, or will he be lost... once his mind is unleashed upon the unsuspecting world?

Mind Unleashed:

It was the last lesson of the school day, and for fourteen-year-old David Wicks that meant practical chemistry. He was a fairly typical teenager; his mousy brown hair was unkempt and his baggy t-shirt and jeans hung loosely on his slender frame where he sat on his stool beside his best friend and lab partner Jim Grubb. Together they were gently heating a solution in a beaker over a Bunsen burner and carefully noting the results; at least, that was what they were supposed to have been doing. David was actually talking to Jim in an animated whisper about their upcoming summer vacation, due in only three weeks.
"Wicks! Grubb!" Mr Stamp, their teacher, shouted over the low murmur of the classroom. "Less talk, more work," and he pointed to their experiment and their almost nonexistent notes.

Jim and David returned to their experiment, but after only a moment of quiet concentration their whispered conversation restarted where it had been interrupted. With their heads close together they both failed to notice when their experiment began to bubble gently, and then boil suddenly as thick greenish smoke started to billow out of the beaker.
"Can't you even get a simple experiment right Wicks?" bellowed Mr Stamp.
"I didn't do anything sir," David protested innocently, "it just started smoking."
Mr Stamp ignored David's protests and quickly picked up the smoking beaker with a pair of tongs and carried it to the fume cupboard to cool.
As the beaker was removed a thick cloud of the smoke wafted out of it and towards David. Unfortunately he failed to notice the noxious fumes until they had congregated around his head and he started coughing violently and his eyes started streaming.

After school had finally ended for the day and the crowds of students were pouring from the school grounds, Jim stood beside David as he crouched down to unlock his bicycle from the rack. "You're lucky old Stamper didn't give you detention just for the hell of it," Jim smiled down at David.
David didn't respond; he was distracted watching the delightful form of Nikki Sewell as she sauntered past the bike racks. She was dressed in a white cotton blouse over a black knee length skirt and her long dark blonde hair was held in a ponytail that swayed in time with her walk.
Jim looked at David silently for a moment, and then up at Nikki and smiled. "You still fancy her, don't you?" he asked David quietly. "You know," he grinned mischievously, "I could always call her over for you..."
David looked at Jim with shocked horror clear on his face. "Don't you dare, you git!" he hissed, and then smiled at Jim's suppressed laughter, "What were you saying before I was... distracted?"
"I said," Jim repeated, still valiantly holding in his mirth, "you were lucky Stamper didn't give you detention."
"Yeah," David agreed, as he stood again holding his bike, "I guess he thought he couldn't after gassing me like that," and smiled. He then climbed onto his bike, fastened his helmet onto his head and said, "See ya tomorrow Jim," before he raced off to meet his little sister.

David had been meeting his sister Emily for the past three years, ever since their mother had changed to her current job. He would meet her at the bus stop where the bus dropped her off, and then they would walk home together. Once home he would usually make them both a snack to tide them over until their mother returned from work at seven.

The rubber tyres of his bike hummed on the road surface as David raced hard, instead of his usual relaxed easy rhythm. He wanted to be waiting for Emily this time, that way she wouldn't be able to moan about having to wait for him, and according to their arrangement, he would get the use of the games console. This time he was determined to be the winner. With his head down and his legs pumping hard David didn't notice the large truck thundering along the road behind him.

+ + + + +

Emily lightly skipped off the bus at her stop and crowed to herself. [Yes!] she thought triumphantly, [It's mine again tonight.] She had been worried that she would be late when the bus had been caught in a queue of traffic, but she had made it, she was first, she would get to play with the games console tonight. She stood a little away from the bus stop and waited for David to arrive.
Emily was a fairly typical nine year old schoolgirl; she was dressed in her school uniform of a navy-blue blazer over a white cotton blouse with a light-grey pleated knee-length skirt over white socks and shiny black leather shoes. Her light brown hair was cut in a pageboy style bob to the nape of her neck and framed her sweet heart-shaped face. She held her brightly coloured backpack slung over her right shoulder as she stood silently waiting.

[Where is he?] she thought anxiously, and grew increasingly worried as the time slipped by and David had not appeared. She waited restlessly as the sky grew dull and then dark, overcast and threatening rain. Feeling worried about David, she set off for home alone, walking rapidly. The once friendly streets felt threatening and oppressive, she was sure she could feel someone watching her. As she walked she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up eerily, she was sure she could hear the sound of footsteps following her. She quickly turned to look behind her, but there was nobody there.

When she resumed walking the sounds also resumed following her. With rising panic Emily started trotting, and then running; desperate to get away from the mysterious stalker. Her breath rasped through her throat and her heart pounded in her chest as she ran recklessly along the street, up her driveway to her front door. She fumbled with her door keys, dropping them in her haste, until she managed to unlock the door and slam it closed behind her. She leant back against it finally feeling safe, as her ragged breathing and pounding heart slowly returned to normal.

+ + + + +

David felt like he was swimming in thick treacle, struggling up through the impenetrable darkness and getting desperate to breathe. As his slow straining struggle continued he felt a disturbance. He could feel something calling to him through the darkness. He oriented on it like a flower orients on the sun and could feel it drawing him to it. After eons of exhausting effort he felt himself slowly drawing closer and ever closer. . .

David woke slowly, he didn't know where he was but he could hear Emily talking nearby. Feeling groggy he concentrated on her voice until he was able to make out what she was saying. [What's she doing?] he thought, [She knows she's not allowed in my room! That's my book!] except that his thoughts were not quite so coherent, they were more like flashes of emotion; curiosity, surprise, indignation and anger. His little sister was in his room and reading one of his favourite books while he slept. Worse, she was reading aloud and loud enough to wake him up! "Shadap!" he yelled, "and get out!" or at least that is what he tried to do. Unfortunately all that came out was a murmured whisper... however, that was enough.

Emily was sat on the chair beside the hospital bed reading David's favourite book, as she had been whenever she could over the last six weeks; trying to get through his coma, desperately trying to get through to her beloved brother. Although David's whisper had been quiet, Emily heard it clearly. She wasn't sure if she had really heard it or if she had imagined it, as she had so many times before. She looked at his face with her heart pounding in her chest. His eyes fluttered as if trying to open and he murmured again. He was awake... He was really awake! She jumped up, knocking the chair back, and swiftly ran from the room yelling, "He's awake! Davy's awake!"

David heard Emily shouting as she ran out the door, and slowly opened his eyes to the bright seeming room to have a squinting look around. It wasn't his bedroom; the room was painted an off white colour and had none of his things. Where was he? Why was he here?

Suddenly the door opened and a large woman in a nurse's uniform bustled in, followed closely by Emily. "See," Emily exclaimed excitedly to the nurse, "he's awake!"
David looked at the nurse and asked, "Where am I? Why am I here? What's happening?" at least he tried to, instead he mumbled nonsense again.
"Don't try to talk just yet," the nurse said calmly, "you've been asleep for a very long time." She then turned back to Emily and suggested, "Why don't you find your mother and Doctor Tanner, while I look after your brother, hmm."

While the nurse encouraged Emily out of the room David had another quick look round. He was lying on his back in the bed with his arms resting outside on the covers. A tube from an intravenous drip was wrapped to his left arm with a bandage and a number of strange looking machines with screens were arrayed near the head of the bed.
The nurse returned to the side of the bed and said, "You must be thirsty, would you like some water?"
David realised that he was thirsty... very thirsty, as if he had not had a drink in days. He smiled and nodded, hoping that would be enough.
The nurse deftly poured some water from a covered jug into a cup and added a bent straw. She then held the cup and straw to David's lips. "Small sips," she suggested as he drew on the liquid. It was bland and tasteless but it moistened his parched mouth and throat. While David was sipping the water, the nurse explained, "You have a thin tube down your throat into your stomach, to drain the acid, and we need to remove it." She then replaced the cup of water on the bedside table and continued, "This will feel a little strange, but just keep swallowing and you should be ok." She carefully peeled the tape from David's cheek and then slowly pulled on the tube where it entered his nose. David immediately felt a peculiar sensation at the back of his throat and began swallowing as instructed. The nurse seemed to be pulling the tube for a very long time; eventually the end of the tube was removed leaving David with the acrid smell and vile taste of vomit at the back of his throat. As the nurse was giving David another sip of water the doctor entered the room, quickly followed by Emily and David's mother.

His mother smiled broadly as she approached the side of the bed. To David she looked haggard and drawn, as if she had not been sleeping or eating properly for weeks. Her eyes were brimming with unshed tears as she leant over the side of the bed and hugged him fiercely. "I thought I had lost you," she whispered quietly.
"I'm still here mum," David tried to reassure her, "I feel fine." His voice was a croaking hoarse whisper as his long unused vocal cords slowly came back to life. He tried to hug her back and found it took all of his strength to simply lift his arms.
She stood up again and smiled adoringly down at him as Emily dragged a chair to the side of the bed, climbed onto it and leant over David to hug him as well.
David smiled back at his mother and whispered to Emily, "Ha, you're not rid of me yet, short stuff."
Then he grinned as she briefly squeezed him tighter and quietly but vehemently whispered, "Don't say that!"
"Now you're awake," his mum said smiling brightly, "you'll be able to come home with us."
"I'm afraid not," Doctor Tanner interrupted shaking his head, "we would like to keep him in for a while for observation, and then David has a lot of physiotherapy ahead of him."
"So," David asked huskily, "what happened?" as his eyes flicked back and forth between his mum and the doctor.

His mum looked upset and was unable to answer as more tears filled her eyes. She grasped his hand and held it tight as the doctor spoke for her. "What's the last thing you remember?" he asked.
David thought for a moment, and then replied, "Riding back to meet Emily, why?" and then Emily squeezed him again where she was still hugging his chest.
"You had a very nasty accident," the doctor continued, "A lorry swiped you, knocking you from your bike. It broke your right arm, both legs, cracked your pelvis and fractured your skull. Although your helmet prevented your head wound being much worse."
David quickly took stock of himself, he couldn't feel any problems, and there were no casts on his arms or legs. He looked quizzically at the doctor for further explanation.
"We took the casts off only yesterday, you see..." he paused for a moment as if unsure how to say it, "you have also been in a coma for the past six weeks." He then added, "And will require extensive physiotherapy to get back the full use of your arms and legs."

[Six weeks!] David was stunned, he had no problems with missing the last three weeks of school, but he had missed half of the summer holidays as well. Worse he had missed his fifteenth Birthday! [Six weeks!]

+ + + + +

David was lying in bed, watching the TV that hung from the wall, feeling very sorry for himself. The doctors had left him hooked up to the machines for the night and this morning they had bustled in and began the humiliating process of unhooking him from them without even asking him. The removal of the adhesive sensors had been bad enough, but the urine catheter was the worst.

He was skipping through the meagre selection of channels on the TV when there was a soft knock on his door and a pretty woman entered pulling a wheelchair in after her. She looked to be in her early twenties and had short blonde hair, sky-blue eyes in a pleasantly smiling friendly face and she was wearing a pale blue cotton tracksuit and white trainers that squeaked as she walked on the hard floor.

"David Wicks?" she asked in a friendly, upbeat voice. "I'm Tricia, your physiotherapist," then she smiled at him and wheeled the chair up to the side of the bed. "You and I," she continued brightly, "are going for a Jacuzzi," and she held up a pair of swimming shorts that had been in the wheelchair seat.

David was nonplussed, he had no idea what was happening, but was quite willing to go for a Jacuzzi with this good looking young woman. He smiled and tried to throw back the covers, but was too feeble for even that much effort.

Tricia quickly moved to help; she smiled at him as she pulled the covers off his legs and then pulled his ankles around until he was perched on the edge of his bed wearing just his hospital gown. She held the shorts open for David as he carefully stepped into them, and then she pulled them up as he stood unsteadily, holding her shoulders for support. "Ok, now ease into the chair," she said, and held David up as he turned to sit in the wheelchair. Tricia then grabbed his bathrobe and draped it over his knees before she briskly wheeled him from his room to the gym.

When they arrived at the exercise room, David was surprised by what he saw. There was a range of exercise stations, for working on arms or legs, there was also a bicycle and a treadmill. There was even a large swimming pool, with a hoist beside its edge.

Tricia wheeled David up to an object that looked to him like a bathtub designed by a mad scientist. There were all kinds of valves, wheels and buttons around the stainless steel tub but he had no idea what they all did. Tricia quickly removed David's hospital gown and fitted a harness around his chest and legs. She then used the hoist near the tub to lift him from the chair and lower him into the warm water already waiting inside it. She smiled at David and said jauntily, "We'll start with a Jacuzzi and then a massage today, and tomorrow we can go swimming," and with that she switched on the pumps. They whirred into life with a subdued humming noise, as strong jets of bubbling water began pummelling David's body all over.

While David sat in the Jacuzzi bath, Tricia prepared the massage table for him. Once she was ready, she switched off the Jacuzzi pumps and laid a towel over the wheelchair. She fitted the harness around him again and hoisted him from the tub and into the chair, where she then towelled him off. Once he was dry Tricia moved him to the massage table and laid him down on his front and then started a firm massage. She started at his shoulders and worked down his back to his buttocks, kneading his lax muscles and working out any kinks as she went. After his back, she rubbed down his arms and then legs, her strong fingers expertly probing his flesh for knots that she then worked to loosen.

David was revelling in the feeling of the massage, feeling his skin tingling where Tricia had been, as if his flesh had been hibernating but was coming alive again. As her slender fingers worked to the tops of his thighs he felt another reaction within him. As she moved further up and massaged his buttocks he felt the reaction grow stronger and harder.

"Ok," Tricia announced, "roll over and I'll do your front."
David was too embarrassed to turn over, he didn't want Tricia to see the reaction she had caused, but he was unable to resist as Tricia grasped his side and rolled him over by herself.
When she spotted the tent in his swimming shorts Tricia chuckled, "Well, that's one muscle that won't need much exercise." She then completely ignored it and began to massage his shoulders and arms.

David looked at Tricia and half-smiled gratefully, he felt self-conscious that her touch had caused his dick to grow erect, but was grateful that she hadn't teased him about it. As she continued working at his muscles, David relaxed further and simply enjoyed the invigorating feeling of the massage.

As he felt himself slipping into sleep, David could hear a voice talking right at the edge of his hearing, as if Tricia was talking quietly to someone else. He strained to hear it better, but it faded, the more he tried to hear it, the more it faded away. As he relaxed again the voice suddenly snapped into focus; it was Tricia, she was whispering to herself.
"That was a bloody stupid thing to say," she whispered, "that's one muscle that won't need much exercise, indeed."
David realised that Tricia must think he was asleep and she was reprimanding herself for what she had said.

"Ok David," she said loudly waking him from his doze, "we're done for today, time for you to return to your room." She then helped him to sit up and put on his bathrobe before lifting him down off the table and into the wheelchair; she then briskly pushed him back to his room.

When they arrived, David was surprised to see Emily waiting for him. She was holding a pack of cards in one hand and a box of scrabble in the other. She was dressed in a pale green T-shirt and a knee length pale blue pleated skirt. David was relaxed and feeling great from his massage and he knew there was nothing his annoying little sister could do to spoil it. "Hey Emmy," he called to her jovially, "where's mum?"
"She's talking to the doctor," Emily replied smiling, "about keeping you in here for even longer," and she then poked her tongue out at David and grinned impishly.

"Could you wait outside for a moment please?" Tricia asked Emily politely, "David needs to get changed."
"Sure," Emily smiled brightly and then turned on her heel and stepped out through the door.
Once the door had swung closed, Tricia wheeled David to the side of his bed and quickly removed his swimming shorts, dried him off and redressed him in his pyjamas. She then lifted him up out of the wheelchair and sat him back on his bed, resting against his pillow.
"You need to keep moving," she warned him smiling, "you've had too much time being still. Even playing games with your sister will be good for you." She turned and began to push the wheelchair towards the door. When she reached it she turned back to him and said firmly, "Remember, think positive. The more positive and intent on recovery you are, the faster you will recover."

Once Tricia had left, Emily returned and jumped up onto the end of his bed grinning.
"What are you grinning at short stuff?" David asked, grinning himself.
Emily twisted herself around on the bed to sit cross-legged facing him with her pleated skirt pushed down between her thighs covering her modestly. "What do you want to be beaten at first?" she asked smiling playfully, "Scrabble or cards?"
"Not gonna happen," he laughed, "I don't need my muscles to beat you at scrabble," he then leant forward to grab the scrabble box and set up the board between them.

Initially, David won a lot of points, he strategically placed his words for maximum effect both to pick up high scores and to block Emily's placement. However, as their game progressed, he began to be distracted. As Emily placed her tiles she leant over the board, and each time she leant over her skirt rode up her legs slightly.
At first David didn't notice the small flashes of pink he was seeing, but as the hem of Emily's skirt rose further the more he saw. Eventually David was staring at the shadowed pink depths, silently urging the skirt to go just a little further, wishing and willing it to ride up just a little more.

Emily squealed and began to bounce in place with delight; she had just used a triple-word-score and earned a large boost of points. David smiled tightly at her and looked back at the board and his set of tiles. His eyes glanced up at Emily's lap and he froze, drinking in the sight before him. Unknown to her, Emily's delighted antics had shifted her skirt hem much higher. David could now clearly see between her pale creamy thighs to where her pale pink cotton knickers snuggled intimately around her plump vulva, and where they were indented slightly, delineating the line of her slit. Her squirming had also pulled the back of her knickers into the crack of her arse and David could see a lot of her pale creamy skin on either side of where the knickers disappeared.

David stared intently at Emily's plump and inviting mound for an endless moment before realising she was speaking to him. "What?" he asked her curiously.
"Come on!" Emily said exasperatedly pointing at the board, "It's your turn!"
"I'm thinking!" he replied aggravatedly, but feeling a little guilty that he had been staring at her like he had. He quickly looked at his tile selection and slapped down a few tiles making a lousy short word only worth a few points before replacing his tiles and staring at his selection again. As Emily sat and pondered, David's eyes flicked up to her crotch again. He stared at her plump cotton covered mound, fascinated by its shape and definition. He felt an almost irresistible urge to simply reach out and gently stroke it, to feel just how firm or soft it really was. To run his fingertip along the crease of her slit, to feel the warmth of her preteen sex...

"Ooooh..." Emily gasped very quietly as she sat up straighter.
"What's up?" David asked guiltily, wondering if she had noticed him looking at her.
"Err, nothing," she lied as she blushed crimson. She had felt a funny tingle brush over her privates, but she wasn't going to tell Davy that. "Just a twitch in my back," she added and then concentrated on her tiles again.

David inwardly breathed a deep sigh of relief; she had not spotted his staring or his blush at his own thoughts. He was also very glad that he had his legs under his blankets as they hid the erection currently straining in his lap.
Emily quickly picked her letters and played her word before collecting fresh tiles and contemplating what she now had. She wondered what the feeling had been, if she had brushed against something or if it was because of the way she was sitting. She slowly shifted herself around, resting her right elbow on her right knee and then her left on her left, but nothing seemed to work to bring back that nice tingle she had felt.

David concentrated on the board and his tiles, quickly working out and placing them to good effect. After picking out his replacements his eyes flickered up to Emily's lap and stopped there again. The pink cotton still tightly cupped the mound of Emily's proud vulva and clearly showed the line of her slit. David was sure he could see something darker at the bottom of her knickers, where they nestled between her labia. Had she peed a little in her excitement? He again felt an intense desire to stroke Emily's knickers, and the firm flesh within. It was so strong, that he felt as if he could almost feel the soft cotton under his fingertips and the warmth radiating from her firm flesh.
Emily sat perfectly still, staring at her tile selection but not seeing them. The tingle in her privates was back, but was stronger than before. It felt like when she played with herself in bed at night, but it was better, much better.

David stared and imagined for some minutes before he realised what he was doing. Feeling guilty, he looked at Emily's face and saw that she looked a little warm and flushed. When he glanced back at her exposed knickers, he noticed that the damp spot had grown and he wondered if she was ok. "Emily," he said tentatively, "it's your go."
"Eh?" Emily started and blushed, instinctively pushing her skirt down between her legs, hoping that David couldn't see the damp spot she knew must be forming on her knickers because of the mushy feeling in her privates that the tingles had caused. "Oh... right, yeah I was just thinking," she lied again and then quickly played some tiles, creating a short word.

The door suddenly swung open, startling both Emily and David, and their mother walked in and smiled at them. David still thought she looked tired and smiling tentatively as he joked, "You look as tired as I feel mum."
"Yes, well," she smiled at his poor attempt at humour, "I'll look and feel a lot better when you get home young man." She approached the bed and sat on the edge, near the scrabble board facing David. "So how was your first day of physio?" she asked."
"I didn't have to do anything," David chuckled as he explained, "I just had a Jacuzzi and then a massage. But I'm supposed to be swimming tomorrow."

As Emily carefully packed away the scrabble board and tiles, the three of them chatted about nothing and everything. Eventually his mum nodded to Emily and said, "Come on madam, it's time we went home." After a quick kiss and hug from both of them, Emily followed their mum to the door and out; giving David a quick final wave "bye" as the door swung shut.

+ + + + +

The following day David was feeling frustrated but determined. He had tried to get some relief the previous evening but had been denied.

He had thought of what he had seen of Emily's tight knickers, picturing the curve and shape of every line and crease of her cotton clad sex perfectly in his mind, causing his dick to harden rapidly in his pyjamas. He had started stroking himself, picturing his sister's sex mound, but before he could cum his right arm and hand began to ache with fatigue. He switched to his left, and it felt odd but good, but that too began to ache long before he came. Frustrated at his own body's lack of stamina, David had laid back and tried to sleep, unfortunately it eluded him for a seemingly endless time before her finally drifted off.

There was a soft knock on his door and Tricia backed into the room pulling the wheelchair in after her. "It's me again," she called to David, "ready for some swimming?" she then briskly manoeuvred the wheelchair around to the side of the bed. She was wearing a pale green cotton tracksuit and the same white trainers that squeaked. She pulled back the bedclothes and turned David until he was sat on the edge of the bed in his pyjamas.
David smiled as he removed his top and then struggled into his bathrobe. He stood unsteadily, holding onto the bed for support as Tricia pulled down his pyjama bottoms and removed them, and then helped him into the swimming shorts.
"Ok," she said as she held David's hips to support him, "now turn and carefully sit in the chair."

Once they arrived at the exercise pool, Tricia removed David's robe and then fitted a harness around his chest and legs. She attached the poolside hoist to the harness and lifted him clear of the chair; she then pushed him so that he was suspended over the water and moved the wheelchair out of the way. "You're not going to leave me up here, are you?" David joked and chuckled weakly as he swung in midair.
"Don't worry," Tricia laughed, and then quickly stripped off her tracksuit to reveal a tight fitting pale-blue one-piece swimsuit. David goggled at her slender body as she turned and lowered herself into the water before also lowering David until he was gently bobbing in the pool.

Once free of the harness Tricia led David through a long session of exercises designed to gently rebuild his wasted muscles. She constantly encouraged him, to push a little harder, to keep going for just a little longer.
When he was totally exhausted, Tricia used the hoist to lift him up and out of the water. She quickly climbed out and draped a towel over the wheelchair before she lowered David into it and began to towel him dry. Once he was dry, Tricia moved him to the massage table and had him lay down on his front and then started a firm massage like the day before. Again the feeling of her firm but soft hands on his fatigued trembling flesh as she massaged him caused him to react.

"Ok," Tricia announced peremptorily, "roll over."
David sighed, knowing she would again see his erection, as this time he assisted Tricia to roll him onto his back. This time Tricia completely ignored the tent in his shorts as she continued the massage on his front. David relaxed into the massage and was again soon drifting off to sleep.
As he felt himself drifting, David could again hear a voice talking right at the edge of hearing. Knowing the futility of straining, he relaxed and waited for it to come clear.
"He's a horny little bugger," Tricia chuckled softly.
[Oh gawd,] David thought fervently, [I wish you would help me.]
"Hmmm, it looks like it's a nice size," she whispered thoughtfully, "I wonder if he would like to... no don't be silly."

"Ok David," she said loudly startling him from his reverie, "you're done for today." She helped him to sit up and back into his bathrobe, and then lifted him down off the table and into the wheelchair before she swiftly dried and redressed herself and then pushed David back to his room. "Don't forget," she reminded him, as she helped him back into his bed, "think positive! The more positive you are, the faster you'll get better." She then turned and left, pushing the wheelchair before her.

+ + + + +

A few days later, when David was again exercising in the pool with Tricia, he was feeling extremely frustrated. He hated the slow rate of his progress. The little improvement he had shown so far just made his frustrations grow worse. "This is sooo slow," he moaned as his lack of stamina got the better of him yet again.
"Slow but steady is the best way David," Tricia smiled placidly as she stood near him in the pool.
"But I can't even..." he started, but stopped before he could blurt out, "even have a wank!" He quickly amended himself and continued, "I can't even do the simplest things for myself!"
"It's only been a few days David," Tricia said trying to calm him, "you can't expect miracles."
"I don't care!" he shouted, letting his frustration turn to anger, anger at himself as much as her, "I can't stand being this weak! This helpless!"
Unexpectedly one of the dumbbells stacked on their rack against the wall of the gym clattered to the floor, startling both of them. Just as suddenly, David curled over clutching at his temples and yelled in surprise at the blinding headache that was abruptly pounding on the inside of his skull. He felt Tricia grab his arms and call his name; the sound seemed to reverberate around inside his head, with her shouts getting louder and louder until finally, peacefully, the world faded to black.

David woke feeling groggy, with the headache still throbbing painfully behind his eyes. He opened them too look around but immediately snapped them shut again at the harsh glare of the bright room and groaned.
"16... 17... 18..." Tricia counted softly, "that makes 76." Then she added in a louder voice, "Back with us again are you?"

After a moment David tentatively opened his eyes again and saw that he was back in his room lying on his bed, with Tricia stood beside him holding his wrist. He groaned again and asked, "What happened?"
"You shouted," Tricia said with a concerned smile, "held your head and then passed out."
"How did I get here?" he asked weakly.
"I carried you," she smiled again, "and dried you down and dressed you again."
David looked down at himself and saw he was wearing his pyjamas and bathrobe again and blushed at the thought that Tricia had seen him naked.

At that moment Doctor Tanner bustled in through the door and up to David's bed. "Ah good, you're awake," he said jovially. "You're going to have a busy afternoon young man," he continued, "We've scheduled you to have some scans to ensure that there is nothing wrong."
"Scans?" David asked, concerned, "what kinds of scans?"
"Oh nothing serious," the doctor said dismissively, "just some CAT-scans to make sure your brain is working properly," and then he grinned at his own joke.

By the end of the long and tiring day, David was thoroughly fed up with being poked and prodded. He had been examined, CAT-scanned, X-rayed and sonogrammed and not one of the nurses, doctors or technicians would let him have anything for the pain. He lay in his bed in his darkened room feeling drained, the headache still pounding as strong as ever inside his skull, when the door unexpectedly opened.

Tricia walked in and stepped up to the side of his bed. "I knew the others wouldn't have thought of this," she said quietly as she handed David two small tablets, "I got Doctor Tanner to prescribe you some pain killers for your headache."
David gratefully took the tablets and swallowed them with a gulp of water. "Thanks," he said weakly, "any news yet?"
"Not yet," she shook her head, "and if you're no better tomorrow, we'll have to put off your exercise." She turned and headed for the door, as she opened it she paused and turned back to David, "You rest and sleep; I'll see you in the morning."
At the mention of sleep, David felt an overpowering feeling of drowsiness fogging his thoughts; he simply relaxed and let himself float away into slumber.

+ + + + +

The following morning David woke feeling refreshed and full of life. He knew Tricia would be coming for him soon and he wanted to impress her. He briskly threw back the covers and swung his legs over the side of the bed. The soft chair where his robe lay was only a few feet away, and David was sure that he could easily make it. He slid himself to the edge of the bed and carefully put his feet down onto the cold floor. Shivering at the cold, he pushed off of the bed and stumbled the few steps to fall face first into the seat of the chair. He laboriously twisted himself around until he was sitting properly, and then quickly stripped off his pyjama top and struggled to get himself into his robe. He sat back in the chair breathing heavily for a few moments and relaxed feeling triumphant. Not the most elegant way to get into the chair, but he had done it all himself.

About fifteen minutes later there was a soft knock on the door and Tricia backed into the room pulling the wheelchair in after her. "It's me again," she called to David over her shoulder, "you ready for some more..." she stopped abruptly in shock as she saw David was sat in the chair and not his bed. "What are you doing there?" she asked as she turned the wheelchair and pushed it towards him.
David grinned at Tricia and replied, trying to sound nonchalant, "Waiting for you."
Tricia smiled back at David, "I guess you're feeling better then." She then waggled her finger at him in admonishment, but continued to smile, "Don't you overdo it young man, you need to work up slowly."

Tricia again led David through a long session of exercises in the pool, swimming and working against the resistance of the water, exercising all of his muscles. She constantly encouraged him, to stretch that little bit more, to keep going for just a little longer. For some reason, the more David exercised, the better he felt. He could feel his muscles tiring, but he didn't feel as drained as he had before, he still felt tired but also very much alive.
After exercising, when Tricia was massaging his tired muscles, David couldn't stop grinning. The feeling of being alive just kept growing; it was as if Tricia was recharging him with her firm movements, each squeeze and rub somehow refilling his reserves of energy, and when she was finished he almost felt like he could do the whole exercise again.

When they arrived back at David's room they found Emily was there again waiting for him. She was again holding the pack of cards and the box of scrabble, and was dressed in a white blouse and pale pink knee length skirt. David was feeling great from his exercise and massage and called to her enthusiastically, "Hiya Emmy, where's mum?"
"She's talking to the doctor," Emily replied seriously, looking solemn, "about what happened yesterday."
"Aww, that was nothing," he said dismissively, "that was just a headache and I'm feeling great now." He then grinned widely, "And I'm ready to beat the pants off you."
Emily's impish grin returned, "You and who's army?"

"David," Tricia interrupted their light banter, "we need to get you back in bed."
"Ok, ok," Emily chuckled at Tricia, "I can take a hint." She grinned as she left the room.

Tricia quickly redressed David and put him back in his bed before smiling and reminding him, "Remember, think positive. The more positive you are, the faster you will recover."
"Yes Tricia," he chanted grinning roguishly.

Once Tricia was gone, Emily returned and jumped up onto the foot of David's bed. She turned herself around so that she was sitting cross-legged facing him, and then set out the scrabble board face down between them to lay the cards on. "Prepare to be beaten, oh weak and feeble one," she grinned playfully, her dark brown eyes twinkling mischievously.
"Not a chance, short stuff," he grinned back at her.

Emily picked up the deck of cards and then dealt them each a hand of seven cards, and with each card she dealt David she leant forward slightly to place it near him. They played hand after hand of rummy, with Emily winning almost as many points as David did. But David did have an excuse, he was distracted.

Each time Emily leant over slightly to deal or to place or pickup a card, the hem of her pink skirt moved a little. David carefully watched the skirt hem and the shadowed gap beneath, trying his best to concentrate on the game and yet not miss anything that Emily might inadvertently show him, while not being obvious he was looking. He glanced up from his cards once more and saw a flash of white as Emily sat up straighter. He could see the plump curve of white cotton as it stretched over Emily's mound and the slight line where her labia met within.

He looked up with a guilty start as the door opened suddenly and his mum walked in followed closely by Doctor Tanner. She looked a little worried, but she no longer looked quite so haggard and drained as she did when he first woke up. "What's up mum?" he asked frowning slightly.
"Nothing," she smiled as she walked up to the bed, sat on the edge beside him and briefly hugged him.
"We were looking at your test results David," Doctor Tanner said and opened a manila folder to glance at the contents. "You have a higher than normal blood flow within your brain and the E.E.G. shows elevated neural activity."
"Is that bad?" David asked, still frowning.
"Not necessarily," he shook his head, "but we think we should keep an eye on it."
"Oh," David grunted, resenting that they might want to keep him in for even more tests. When he was not exercising he felt utterly bored, he had quickly finished his book and the only highlights of his day were the all too brief visits by Emily and his mum.
"So we've decided," his mum said, looking serious, "that you should come home today, but keep coming back here for your physiotherapy."

It took a moment for what his mum had said to register. "Really!" he exclaimed, grinning at her, "When can we leave?"
Emily cheered as well and crawled over the scrabble board and cards to hug against David's other side. As their mother smiled at David and replied, "Yes really. We'll be going as soon as you are ready."
"I'll have Tricia prepare some gentle exercises you can do at home," Doctor Tanner suggested and then left them to their packing.

About thirty minutes later there was a soft knock on the door and Tricia backed into the room pulling the wheelchair in after her, this time the wheelchair held a pair of old fashioned wooden crutches. "Hello David, Emily, Mrs Wicks," she nodded to them each in turn.
"Hi Tricia," David called cheerfully from where he sat on the edge of the bed. He was dressed in his usual jeans and a sweatshirt, it had embarrassed him that his mum had had to dress him, but he was still too weak to cope by himself.
Tricia rolled the wheelchair up to David and joked, "You need a ride somewhere?" and then took the crutches from the chair and held them out to him. "I want you to put all your weight on these," she said as she adjusted them to fit, "and let your mum and sister help you to walk." Once the crutches were set she gave them to Emily to hold while Tricia helped David to get into the chair.

Tricia pushed David out of the hospital to the car park and waited with him and Emily while their mother went to bring the car round to them. "I've made up some light exercises for you to do while you're at home," she said to David as she handed some sheets of notes to him. "And you are booked in to visit me here every Monday, Wednesday and Friday for the next few weeks." She then looked at Emily and added, "I would like you to keep an eye on him when he exercises, don't let him push too hard or too fast, ok?"
Emily nodded seriously and agreed, "Ok, I'll look after him."
"Shut up you two," David smiled, "I can look after myself."

+ + + + +

The next morning, for the first time since he had woken up in the hospital, David slept late. When he finally woke up, he knew that he was being watched; he could feel someone was watching him but he didn't know how he knew. As he thought about it, feeling who it was watching him, he realised that it was Emily. He turned as he stretched and looked at her where she stood in the doorway to his room.

"Mornin' lazy bones," she smiled at him, "mum says it's time you got up." She was dressed in a pale blue T-shirt that fitted snugly to her flat chest and a pale green pleated skirt that stopped just above her knees.
"Ok, I will," David moaned as he continued to stretch. When he was finished stretching and yawning he struggled into a sitting position and then threw off his duvet and turned to sit at the edge of the bed. Emily dashed in to grab his crutches and hold them for him and, once he had a hold of them, she also tried to help him stand using them. Once he was up and standing, albeit very wobbly, he used the crutches to support himself as Emily helped him shuffle the two yards to his door and another two to the bathroom across the hall. For the first time, David was glad that the house was as small as it was, and he understood all the work he had ahead of him. "Thanks Emmy," David said as he leant against the sink unit breathing deeply, "but you can't help me with this bit."
Emily looked perplexed for a moment, "What?" and then blushed deeply as she realised what he meant. "Oh... right..." she mumbled apologetically and quickly backed out of the bathroom and closed the door.

Once David had finished in the bathroom Emily and their mother helped him to shuffle down the short hallway to the kitchen, and into a chair at the table. His mother put a plate piled up with scrambled eggs that had little bits of crispy bacon crumbled in it in front of him. "Here, eat this," she said smiling, "it looks like you need it."
"Thanks mum," he said as he began to tuck in, simple scrambled eggs and bacon had never tasted so good before. He grinned after relishing another mouthful of food and said, "It's so good to be home again mum, and eat proper food."
As he continued eating his mum frowned briefly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry David but I need to go into the office for a few hours this afternoon."
"That's ok mum," he mumbled around his mouthful of eggs, "I can watch TV or sumthin'."

After his mum had left, David was sat in the chair in front of the TV, but he wasn't really watching it. He was doing some of the exercises that Tricia had listed for him. He had stuffed a cushion under his knees, so that his feet were up off the floor, and was repeatedly lifting them by straightening his legs.

"What do you think you're doin'?" Emily exclaimed when she entered the room and saw David exercising. "You're not supposed to be pushing too hard," she reprimanded him as she moved to stand before him with her hands on her hips, "and Tricia told me to look after you!"
"Don't fuss short stuff," he objected while continuing to lift his feet, "I know what I'm doing."
"Don't Davy, please!" she pleaded as she moved to stand in the way of his legs.
"Don't worry Emmy," he smiled at her as he continued lifting his feet past either side of her legs, "this isn't really exercise, I'm just keeping my legs moving... you know they've been still too long." But he knew it was working, he could feel the burn beginning in his thighs.

+ + + + +

After three weeks of physiotherapy three times a week, and even more at home, David's mother was confident that David was able to return to school, and so on the Saturday before he was to return, she told him so.

"But mum," David moaned quietly, "I'm not ready for school yet."
"Yes you are," she said insistently, "I've seen how you can get around with those crutches; and don't forget you'll be sitting in most classes."
"But what about P.E.?" he asked, trying to put up logical objections.
"I've arranged with the school for you to do swimming in all your P.E. lessons." She smiled sweetly at him.
"But how do I get to and from school?" he asked, sure he had stumped her.
"I've arranged for a taxi to take you to school in the mornings, and pick you and Emily up after school." After another moment she added, "Besides, you've already missed three weeks of last year and the first week of the new school term, you can't miss any more."
David knew then that there was no use trying to fight it, his mum had thought of everything, but at least it would be good to see Jim again.

+ + + + +

The first few days of school were relatively painless; David was able to navigate between classes without too much trouble, he even had a little notoriety as the boy who survived a terrible accident.

David was sat in his algebra class, not really concentrating on the subject being taught. He was staring at the shapely back of Nikki Sewell in front of him and daydreaming. Today Nikki was wearing a pale pink T-shirt over a mid-thigh length tartan skirt. Her dark blonde hair was held in a ponytail by a matching pink scrunchy.

"Wicks!" the teacher, Mrs Childs, shouted, startling David from his reverie. "You obviously know this subject well," she said scornfully, "as you don't appear to be paying any attention. Why don't you tell us the solution to the equation on the board."

The others in the class turned to look at David, grinning at his discomfiture as he looked at the teacher and then at the blackboard panic-stricken. She was right he hadn't been paying any attention and he had no idea about the equations. He quickly re-read them with his heart pounding in his chest when inexplicably, they became clear and somehow he knew the answer. "X equals nineteen, Y equals nine and Z equals four," he announced, puzzled by where the numbers had come from.
Mrs Childs looked astonished; she had obviously not expected David to have the correct answer. "So you were listening," she said finally, and then turned back to continue the lesson.
For the remainder of the lesson, David wondered how he had worked out the answers; he had never been that good at algebra before, but it all seemed so easy now.

+ + + + +

At the end of the following week on Friday, David and Jim were eating lunch when an unexpected shadow loomed over their end of the table in the form of Rick Wade, the school's star rugby player. He snatched up one of David's crutches from where it was propped against the end of the table and smiled tightly down at David while leaning on it. "What do you think you're doing Cripple?" he snarled behind his fake smile.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Rick," David said quietly, his heart pounding in his chest.
"You've been sniffing around my girlfriend Nikki," he growled menacingly and lifted the crutch he was leaning on to prod at David's leg in punctuation, "Leave," prod, "Her," prod, "Alone," prod.

Although David did fancy Nikki, he had never even spoken to her, let alone tried to chat her up. His indignation at Rick's accusation rapidly changed to anger at the constant prodding. Without even thinking, David snatched the end of the crutch and jerked it towards himself, pulling Rick forwards and off balance. He then jammed the crutch back at Rick; the top slammed into Rick's solar-plexus and knocked him back a few yards to land on his bum.

Jim looked at David in shocked surprise; he had never seen him react like that to anything. David stared at Rick groaning breathlessly on the floor and the crutch he was still holding out at arms length. Jim dashed around the table and pulled David up standing. "Come on," he hurried David along, "we'd better get going," and helped him to rapidly hobble out of the dining room.

Later that afternoon, when David was in his physiotherapy session, he thought about what had happened with Rick. [Why did Rick say that to me?] he wondered, [what made him think that I was after Nikki? She wouldn't even give me the time of day...]
David was distracted by his circling thoughts for most of the session, until Tricia surprised him with some good news when he was about to leave and was packing up his things.

"David," she said smiling, while resting her hand on his shoulder, "you've made great progress over the last six weeks, so I've decided to reduce your physio sessions to once a week on Fridays." Then she grinned at him and added, "But I still expect you to keep up your exercises at home."
"Oh," he said a little surprised, "ok," and then reached for his crutches.
"And that's another thing," she grinned as she snatched the crutches out of his reach, "I think it's time we changed those." Tricia then took the crutches out with her and returned a few minutes later with a pair of wooden canes. "Here, use these instead," she smiled, handing him the two canes.

+ + + + +

David and Jim were sat in David's bedroom the following Saturday, running through their homework together. Jim was sat at his desk and David was lying on his bed reading his notes.
"Throw me the highlighter Jim," David called without looking up from his notes. A moment later the pen landed softly on his papers, "Thanks."
"How did you do that?" Jim asked sounding amazed.
"Do what?" David asked as he looked up at Jim's surprised face.
"The pen," he said hesitantly, "it... it moved funny."
David chuckled, "You threw it, you clown."
"No," Jim protested, "that's not what I meant." He then quickly turned, snatched up another highlighter pen and threw it at David.
"Hey!" David exclaimed and raised his arms defensively.

They were both astounded when the pen flying towards David's face suddenly stopped and then momentarily hung unsupported in midair before dropping to the bed.

"What the hell!" David exclaimed as he tried to scramble back away from the pen as if it was poisonous. He looked incredulously at Jim, "How'd you do that?"
"I didn't," Jim put his hands up and shook his head, "I thought you did."
"Not me!" David denied it, he then tentatively reached for the pen, picked it up and examined it. When he could find nothing out of the ordinary he tossed it back to Jim.
Jim tried to avoid the missile but it landed in his lap without anything odd happening. He looked at it and gingerly picked it up before he threw it back to David, where it struck his chest and fell into his lap.
"Heh," David laughed nervously, "maybe I've got a ghost in here."
"Don't be ridiculous!" Jim said derisively, "There's got to be another explanation."
"Like what?" David chuckled then, knowing Jim's love of comics, added, "Aliens? ... Superpowers?"
"Maybe!" Jim exclaimed as he eagerly latched onto what David had said. He quickly grabbed the remaining four highlighter pens from the desk and hurled them all at David's head.

"Hey!" David shouted as he instinctively ducked out of the way, but he needn't have bothered. The four pens flew straight and fast only to suddenly stop about a foot from him. "What did you do that for?" David snarled angrily, as the pens continued to float between them.
"You see!" Jim crowed jubilantly, "it's you; somehow you are doing it instinctively."
David realised with a jolt that Jim was right; he could feel something strange, almost like a memory of holding the pens. As his anger cooled he could feel the pens slipping from his 'grasp' and watched as they fell from where they had hung in mid air to the floor below.

Their homework forgotten, Jim and David enthusiastically began testing David's strange new ability. At first David was unable to 'do' anything actively, but he could react. Jim threw pens and other objects at him forcing him to deflect or catch them in his telekinetic 'hands', but he had difficulty keeping a 'hold' on them at first. They both spent the remainder of the day trying different approaches until finally, as Jim was preparing to leave, David 'reached' out to help him with his backpack and 'lifted' it without holding it. "Here you go Jim," he said as he 'held' up the backpack. Simultaneously both Jim and David realised that he had finally managed it.

"How'd you do it?" Jim asked excitedly as he took hold of his bag.
"I dunno," David replied a little shocked, "I didn't really try, or even think about it... I just sorta..." he then shrugged apologetically, "did it."
"Come on, tell me!" Jim exclaimed, obviously wanting to be able to do it as well.
"I really don't know," David said perplexed, "I just kind of reached for it," and he demonstrated by reaching his hand out to pick up one of the pens scattered on his bed. He held up the pen and waved it to show what he meant and realised that he had also unconsciously 'reached' for another pen and was 'holding' it up and 'waving' it in the same manner.

After Jim had left, and David had eaten his tea, he returned to his room to practice his new ability. He was laying back on his bed with his hands clasped under his head and 'reaching' to move the books on his shelves about. As he was moving them, he felt like he could almost 'see' them from close up.
Initially he dismissed it, but as his eyes unfocussed the perception became stronger. As an experiment he closed his eyes while still 'holding' a book; and to his amazement he could clearly 'see' it in his minds eye and its surroundings. While he was concentrating on 'perceiving' the book, there was a knock on his door. "Yeah?" he called as he quickly opened his eyes and replaced the book on the shelf.

The door opened and Emily poked her head through the gap. "Do you want to play cards or something?"
David was about to dismiss her and continue practising but then thought he could have a little fun. "Sure why not?" he said and smiled as he sat himself up on his bed and cleared some space.

Emily entered the room quickly followed by her friend Hailey; they were wearing similar but opposite outfits, Emily's snug T-shirt was pale green and her cotton skirt was pale blue, while Hailey's T-shirt was pale blue and her knee length skirt was pale green. Hailey was different to Emily in many ways; she was a few inches taller and had a mop of long dark brown hair that hung in loose curls, unlike Emily's short light brown hair. Hailey was nicely slim and had a "milky coffee" coloured complexion, while Emily was very slender, almost skinny, and had a pale complexion.

"What do you want to play?" Emily asked David, interrupting his perusal of them, as Hailey pulled the chair from the desk and sat on it to one side of the bed, while Emily stood at the end waiting.
David quickly tried to think of a game where his new sense of perception could be useful. "How about a game of cards?" he suggested weakly, unable to think of anything better.
"Ok," Emily chirped smiling brightly, and ran off to fetch a pack of cards. She quickly returned and climbed onto the foot of David's bed to sit cross-legged in front of him. She quickly dealt them each five cards and then declared, "Dealer decides, an' we're playing Go Fish!"

David cheered to himself at Emily's choice of game as Hailey looked at her cards; he couldn't have picked a better one if he had tried.
"Do you have any queens?" Hailey asked him, smiling boldly having two queens in her hand.
Not having any, David grinned, "Go fish!" and while she picked a card off the deck he quickly let his eyes go unfocussed and 'looked' and Emily's cards and then Hailey's, matching them against his own hand. Seeing that Emily had a king to match his, he asked her, "Do you have any kings?" and grinned as she handed it to him and then asked Hailey the same, even though he knew she didn't have any and was forced to take a new card from the deck.
Emily knew that Hailey must have at least one queen to have asked David, so she asked her, "Do you have any queens?" and felt elated when she got two back. She knew it was not likely that David would have drawn a queen so she asked him for a seven instead, and was so happy to get one that she started to cheer and bounce on the bed.

David smiled at Emily's jubilation, as he sent his point of perception between her spread knees and under her skirt. He could clearly 'see' the curve of white cotton as it stretched over Emily's plump mound and felt the same powerful desire to stroke her there.

As Hailey repeated her question, "Have you got any nines?" David realised he had been distracted from the game by Emily's enticing sex and forced himself to concentrate on winning.
He continued to 'look' at both Hailey and Emily's cards as the game progressed, each of them asking for cards from the others and being given them or having to draw from the deck. David quickly found he didn't need to keep checking their hands, he was able to remember what they both held and only had to 'look' at any new cards drawn from the deck. Hailey was the first to get a set of four, with David quickly taking the next two sets, even stealing Emily's queens as his third set. As more cards were drawn more sets were made and David's advantage began to make itself shown, as he ruthlessly took every card he could.

The game quickly ended when Hailey took Emily's final cards, leaving her with only one set while Hailey had three and David had six. "Yes!!" David celebrated his victory as Emily scooped up the cards.
"You cheated!" she declared as she pouted at him.
David blushed at being found out but denied it. "I didn't!" he exclaimed, "I just..." he couldn't admit to being able to see their cards so he made up a different reason for winning. "I just remembered what you had, that's all."
"How could you?" Emily asked angrily, unable to believe that David could simply remember her cards.

"I don't know," David replied sharply, but he knew it was true and wanted to prove it. "Deal me some cards," he said, feeling aggravated, "face up so I can see them!"
Emily quickly dealt out ten cards face up, one on top of the other into a small stack. And then picked them up. "Ok smarty," she taunted, "what cards are they?"
David quickly reeled off the ten cards in order as Emily fanned them in her hands.
"That was too easy!" she declared, "do it again!" she then shuffled the pack together and rapidly dealt them all into a single stack only allowing David the briefest of moments to see and memorise the face of the card.

David was surprised at his own memory, he had never known things to be so easy to remember, but he was sure he knew the exact order of the deck as it stood. Once Emily had picked up the deck, David suggested, "Why don't you make it harder, cut the deck."
Emily grinned at David and split the deck in the middle. "Ok," she grinned with a hint of spite, "now what's the top card?"
David smiled calmly and shook his head, "Show me the top card, and I'll tell you the order of the rest."
Once Emily had turned over the top card David then recited the whole pack of cards correctly. "Wow!" Emily sighed softly, impressed despite herself at David's feat of memory recall. "I've gotta tell mum!" she exclaimed as she jumped from the bed and ran from the room.

David picked up the cards and absently shuffled them together as he sent his point of perception between Hailey's legs and under her skirt. He was disappointed when he 'saw' that she was wearing a thick pair of dark blue knickers that successfully masked her charms from his view.

Later that evening, David was lying in his bed thinking about his amazing new abilities and wondering what their limits might be, or even if they had any. As he was thinking, he felt a slight twinge from his right thigh muscle and without thinking he began to massage it. David realised with a start what he was doing. [What if...] he thought tentatively, as he began to concentrate on his massage, [What if I could fix my muscles?] He concentrated on his muscles, picturing them healing and getting better, building them up from the inside.

As he 'kneaded' his thigh he felt a glowing feeling of warmth spreading out from where his telekinetic 'touch' flowed over and through the muscles. Feeling bold he continued moving it around and through all the muscles of his right leg, and then moved on to his left. The sensation left behind was amazing, he could feel the glow slowly fading but it still felt different, somehow better. Concentrating deeply, David continued to methodically work through every muscle in his body, concentrating firmly on 'making' them better, before finally dropping asleep exhausted by his task.

+ + + + +

Back in school a few days later, David was sat in class feeling bored out of his mind. He had kept a tight rein on his new ability, not letting anyone other than Jim know about it. Feeling bored as he was, he decided to have a little fun with his classmates. Doing his best to appear to keep his attention on the subject of the class, David let his sense of perception wonder about the room. Finding little better to do, he moved his point of perception until it was in front of Nikki and 'looked' her in the face. Her limpid brown eyes were staring raptly at the teacher at the head of the class and her fair complexion showed a faint blush of colour on her cheeks.

David moved his perception down and 'looked' at her well formed B-cup chest, encased in a V-neck bubblegum pink angora cardigan that was buttoned up the front. With a little thrill of mischievous excitement, David 'reached' and very gently undid the top button. He paused for a moment, but from what he could 'see' Nikki hadn't noticed his action, so David carefully undid the second button. With two buttons undone the top parted slightly to reveal the soft upper swell of Nikki's breasts. Feeling excited and adventurous he 'reached' for the third button. With three buttons undone Nikki's cardigan parted a little further displaying more of her pale flesh to David's avid 'gaze' and a glimpse of the white silky cup of her bra.
[Oooh...] David groaned to himself at the 'sight' of Nikki's undergarment and then he almost grinned with another naughty thought.

He moved his point of perception down Nikki's trim body until he was under her desk 'looking' at her knees where they sheltered under the hem of her dark pink knee-length skirt. With the slightest of gentle pressure, David slowly pushed Nikki's knees further apart, gradually widening the gap until he could clearly 'see' up the length of her smooth tanned thighs to her crotch. The 'sight' that greeted him made his heart beat faster. Nikki was wearing a pair of knickers that matched her bra, white and silky, and they appeared to fit very snugly to her mound. With another suppressed grin he 'reached' closer and ran his 'finger' up the crease of Nikki's silk clad pussy.

Nikki abruptly sat up and gasped, making all the other students turn to look at her as well as the teacher.
"Are you ok miss Sewell?" Mr Brown, the teacher, asked with concern.
Nikki was sure she had felt someone touch her pussy, but she knew that wasn't possible. "Um, yes I'm fine Mr Brown thank you," she blushed as she relaxed in her seat once more smiling at the handsome teacher.

As the class resumed, and Mr Brown continued, David slid his point of perception between Nikki's parted thighs once more. His heart beating with anticipation, David 'reached' again and softly stroked at Nikki's pussy.
Nikki didn't flinch as she felt her pussy being stroked lightly, she knew she must be imagining it. She imagined that Mr Brown had asked her to stay late and was gently rubbing her while talking about her class work.
David felt his dick inflating in his trousers as he continued to rub at Nikki's pussy, feeling himself responding almost as if he was being rubbed by an invisible hand too. Remembering how he had massaged his muscles before, David 'probed' at Nikki's fleshy lips until he 'felt' her stiff clit and concentrated on it.

Nikki nearly gasped again as she felt her pussy alight with tingles as if someone was pressing a vibrator against it. She felt her face heat with her blush as the tingles concentrated on her clit and she felt the slight moistness of her vagina turn into a flood.
David could not believe how good it felt to tease Nikki like he was. He continued to 'squeeze' and 'tweak' Nikki's clit as he 'watched' a wet spot rapidly appear and spread over her crotch. He mercilessly 'played' with her clit, 'watching' her flex her buttocks as she got closer and closer until finally... David stopped! He pulled back deliberately leaving Nikki breathing deeply and looking flushed but not having cum. Only seconds later the bell rang, signalling the end of class, and David slowly put his books in his bag, watching Nikki as she slowly stood on wobbly legs and tottered out of the class. David could hardly suppress his grin as he saw the wet spot staining the back of Nikki's skirt.

For the rest of the day, whenever David was in she same class as Nikki, he would 'play' with her clit and bring her to the edge of orgasm. Each time he did, he would feel the tension in his own loins growing along with Nikki's.

As David relived his teasing of Nikki, while laying in his bed that night, letting the sights and sensations of playing with her clit run through his mind, he 'grasped' his straining erection and began to masturbate telekinetically. As he felt the tingle in his dick build up, he remembered the tingles he had given Nikki and he rapidly 'pumped' at his stiff dick until he groaned and squirted jet after jet of cum into his waiting tissue.
As he settled back down to sleep, David realised that he had felt what Nikki had felt. Not physically, but as an echo of the sensation, and he knew he would need to explore that echo more.

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"Come on David," Tricia instructed him, "I know you've made remarkable progress, but you need to keep it up, don't slack off!"

David was in his Friday physiotherapy session, acting like he was trying hard with his exercise. Over the previous three weeks he had been 'concentrating' on his wasted muscles almost every night, imagining the muscles growing and rebuilding themselves at a fantastic rate as he massaged them. Each morning he had woken ravenously hungry, but feeling stronger then the day before. In the first few physiotherapy sessions he had exercised strongly and Tricia had commented on his marked improvement. Now he acted like there was only a little improvement to hide his return to almost normal strength.

After the fun he'd had at school over the previous week, he didn't feel like exercising that much. He wanted to get out of the session or maybe have a little fun with Tricia, but wasn't exactly sure how to do either. He continued his cycling warm up exercise as he thought about it.
He remembered what he had discovered in school after teasing Nikki. How he could pick up what someone was feeling, or their surface thoughts, when his point of perception or his telekinetic 'hand' was touching them, and sometimes when only close to them. He decided to try reading Tricia, maybe he would be able to persuade her to finish early or something.

He stretched his point of perception over to where she was stood and spiralled it around and up her body. He paused for a moment to 'look' at her firm, rounded bottom encased in her form-fitting tracksuit, before continuing up to her head. As had happened before in school, when his point of perception got closer to Tricia David began to 'hear' the quiet 'voice' of her thoughts as they darted from topic to topic. She thought about David's next exercise... what to wear when meeting Mat that evening... what to cook for supper... whether to invite Mat home later for some fun...

Unexpectedly, as David was 'listening' to her thoughts, Tricia moved forward saying, "Ok, that's enough warm up, onto the bench press."

As Tricia stepped forward she passed through where David's point of perception floated. David was astounded, for a brief moment it felt like he 'was' Tricia, as if he was sharing her body and all her senses. He quickly pulled his perception back, and then climbed off the exercise bike and lay down on the bench and began lifting as instructed. When Tricia had settled again and was watching him, David tried again. He sent his sense of perception straight at and into her and then tried to mesh himself with her. After a moment of disorientation and struggle, David felt himself slipping into alignment with her until he could see the world through her eyes. He looked down at his own body and experienced a strange feeling of duality; he could feel his muscles working as he lifted the weights, and yet he was also watching from Tricia's point of view, and feeling what she did.

David had not yet 'heard' anything that would enable him to get out of the session early, but he thought he could suggest an idea and Tricia might think it was her own. He thought rapidly for a few moments before 'suggesting', [He's made enough progress, why not finish early this once?]

Tricia suddenly looked behind her, seeing no one there she turned back to David and asked him, "Did you say something?"
"No," he replied trying to sound innocent, as he quickly pulled himself from her mind and stopped lifting his weights.
"Bizarre," she said looking puzzled, "I could have sworn I heard someone say something." Then she smiled at him again and continued, "Never mind, come on, keep going!"

David restarted his exercise feeling disappointed; Tricia had thought she had heard his suggestion instead of thinking it was her own. After a moment's further thought he wondered if it was because he had been occupying her surface thoughts. He wondered if he could get a little deeper into her mind and make the suggestion from there. Slowly, he insinuated himself back into her mind and, lightly at first, started to push his way past her surface thoughts. He probed deeper and deeper, experiencing brief flashes of Tricia's memories as he 'moved' deeper. David suddenly found himself in a welter of images, sounds, smells, touches and tastes, as if every memory of every second of Tricia's life was available to him all at once.

Feeling that he must be deep enough, and trying to ignore the tumult of Tricia's memories, David tried again, but this time something smaller and hopefully easier. [It's warm, unzip the tracksuit top,] he suggested.
David was delighted to hear the rasp of a zip being pulled down. He looked up at Tricia to see she had opened her top and was looking flushed as if she were warm. He closed his eyes again and slid a little further into her mind.

Suddenly, without warning, Tricia groaned in pain. David quickly withdrew from her head and opened his eyes to look at her in alarm. She was holding her hands against her temples with her face screwed up in a grimace of pain. "Are you ok?" he asked her as he jumped up from the bench to stand at her side solicitously.
"It's just a migraine," she said tremulously, "but I've never had one come on so fast." David helped her to the bench where she sat and then continued, "I don't think we can continue today, why don't you go home and I'll see you next Friday."

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do to help?" David asked sympathetically, knowing he was responsible but not knowing what to do about it.
Tricia looked at him ashen faced. "No, it's ok," she smiled weakly, "I'll get someone to drive me home. You should go home... don't worry I'll be ok." David collected his things and hobbled to the door, as he reached for the handle Tricia called after him, "When you pass the nurses station, can you ask one of them to come in here please."

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The following morning, David was lying in bed thinking about what had happened with Tricia. The only reason he could think of for her migraine was that he had been controlling her, at least partially, but that he had 'pushed' too hard. Grinning to himself, he decided to test this new facet of his abilities and see how far he could 'reach' at the same time. He closed his eyes and sent his perception out through his closed door in search of his little sister. He 'wandered' down the hall to the kitchen and 'saw' his mother, dressed in her work suit, drain her coffee and leave her mug in the sink before leaving for work, locking the doors behind her.

David 'wandered' back up the hall to Emily's room and passed in through her door. Her room, unlike his own, was neat and tidy but there was no sign of Emily. He passed back into the hall and continued to wander his perception over the rest of the house without finding her. [Where is she,] he thought to himself frowning as he opened his eyes and his messy room returned. He grinned at a naughty thought and closed his eyes again, this time sending his perception straight across the hall to the bathroom opposite. His point of perception passed through the door into the steamy atmosphere beyond and he could 'see' the blurred form of Emily through the translucent shower curtain. He passed through the curtain and then stopped short, momentarily stunned by the vision standing before him. Emily was stood under the cascading water of the shower, facing him in all her naked preteen glory, rinsing out her dark brown hair. Her four-foot tall slender body glistened wetly, and David couldn't help but stare at the small dark-pink nipples that sat atop the merest suggestion of extra flesh where her tits would one day grow. He felt his dick rise to immediate attention as his 'gaze' wandered lower to the hairless split V of her sex, and he wanted to 'reach' out and just play with her plump pussy but he resisted the impulse, knowing that he had other plans.

He continued to 'watch' Emily as she finished washing and then switched off the shower before throwing aside the curtain and stepping out of the bath onto a waiting towel. He watched her vigorously towel her hair and then dry herself off before he finally made his move.
Quickly, but cautiously, David inserted himself into Emily's mind and squirmed snakelike past her surface thoughts, swimming deeper through the currents of her consciousness. He had no intention of hurting her, like he inadvertently had Tricia. So when David found himself in the welter of senses that he thought might be the centre of Emily's mind, he stopped moving immediately.
David felt swamped as he was inundated with information; every memory of every second of Emily's life was pouring into him all at once. He knew he needed to understand what he was experiencing instead of just blocking it all out and, almost instinctively, he erected filters around himself to assist his comprehension of what he was sensing. He sighed with relief as the uproar and turmoil quieted and he could 'look' around in peace.

David was amazed at what he perceived. Emily's mind appeared to be a vast multidimensional network of glowing nodes with each node connected to many others via faint gossamer strands of light. As he concentrated on a node he suddenly experienced...

She was standing on her wobbly legs, trying hard to keep her balance as she held onto the strong protective hands of the god of her small world. She felt a strong feeling of triumph as she stood, mixed with an even stronger feeling of love and adoration for her god as he towered above her... adoration for her Davy.

David pulled back from the powerfully vivid memory and realised that he had just experienced Emily's memory of when she was very young, when she was first learning to stand and walk. He remembered that time too, when he was seven-years-old and wanting to go out and play with his friends but having to stay in and play with his baby sister and resenting her because of it.
David shook himself out of his reverie and berated himself for the amount of time he had wasted. He swiftly swam out of the depths of Emily's mind, retreating until he had withdrawn his presence from her completely. Once free, he looked around and was surprised to see that she was still in the bathroom drying herself. With an invisible grin of anticipation David dived back in to Emily's crystal-clear depths.

[David needs you!] he stated quietly at first, testing what he might be able to achieve, [Go now, as you are!] He opened his eyes to his cluttered bedroom and watched his door grinning with anticipation. He was still able to sense the glowing network of nodes that he perceived as Emily's mind, but not as clearly as when he closed his eyes, and he could feel her as she approached his door.
There was a light knock and then it opened to reveal Emily, her tousled wet hair in disarray and a towel wrapped about her body covering her nakedness. "Did you need me?" she asked looking puzzled, "I had the weirdest feeling that you needed something..."
"Funny you should say that," David chuckled lightly as he switched his focus to Emily's mind. If a quiet statement could get her to act as she had, David wondered what a loud and firm suggestion might accomplish. [You are happy to do whatever David asks of you, without question!] he projected firmly, and then looked closely at his sister. She was still stood in the doorway looking at David, but she appeared to have a slight glazed look on her face.

"Is there anything you want?" she asked again, her voice sounding normal as she blinked a few times and looked at him again.
David wanted to test his suggestion and asked, "Could you get me the paper please?"
"Sure!" Emily nodded and smiled as she left. She quickly returned carrying the paper and stopped at the side of David's bed and handed it to him, asking, "Anything else?"
David smiled as he decided to test his suggestion properly and ask her something he knew she would never even think about doing. "Yes," he continued his heart beating rapidly in expectation, "could you take off your towel?"

Emily sighed exasperatedly but quickly loosened her towel and let it drop to the floor around her feet. "Anything else?" she asked with growing impatience.
David was surprised by his success, and by how indifferent Emily was acting, as if she bared herself to him everyday. He stared in rapt wonder at her naked body, stared at her small flat nipples, her perfect little innie bellybutton and the plump mound at the junction of her thighs. He felt his dick jump to attention once more as his gaze lingered on her hairless slit, and this time he succumbed to his impulse.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked the knuckle of his forefinger over the soft skin of her pussy, wondering how something so smooth, soft and perfect could cause him so much desire.
"Hey!" Emily protested as she jumped back from him, "What do you think you're doing?"
David was surprised by Emily's reaction. "Err... N... Nothing!" he stammered blushing with embarrassment, before he realised his mistake. He had suggested that she would be happy to do as he asked... and he had not asked about touching her.

Emily bent to pick up her towel flushing with embarrassment, how dare he just touch her there. She then indignantly wrapped it around herself again as David tentatively stammered.
"Can... can I touch your... play with your..." and then pointed vaguely at Emily's pussy area, unsure how she would react.
"You wanna play with my privates?" Emily asked surprised. She briefly felt a surge of disbelief and incredulity that was swiftly smothered with a feeling of acceptance and even some anticipation. "Ok," she nodded smiling, and then dropped her towel again as she stepped closer to the side of the bed thinking that it might be nice for Davy to touch her there.

David reached out again and gently stroked the pad of his thumb over the soft skin of her pussy and wondered again at its smooth perfection. He lightly trailed his thumb over her plump bald labia, feeling their warmth and sliding over the slit where they met. Without prompting, Emily parted her feet a little and David found he could then stroke along the whole length of her slit.
Emily could feel Davy's thumb lightly stroking over her private lips, sending goosebumps up her body and making her small nipples tighten and crinkle up like they were cold. She could feel a light buzz tingling all through her mound where Davy was still stroking softly and she blushed at the thought that it was Davy touching her, playing with her, making her feel good. She parted her feet slightly and felt Davy's stroking increase along with the tingles he was creating. She blushed again as she felt the familiar, but different, mushy feeling deep within her, and then, as she felt Davy's rubbing become slick with her own wetness, she groaned with pleasure, it felt so much better than when she played with herself.

David looked up at Emily when he heard her groan and was surprised to see her eyes were closed and a look of obvious pleasure shone on her face. He hadn't known she would like what he was doing. "Emmy," he asked as he pulled his hand back sliding his forefinger back and forth, feeling the oily wetness on his thumb. "Would you lay on my bed and let me play with you pussy some more?" he then moved to kneel on the end of his bed and indicated she should lie where he had been.
Emily suppressed a groan of disappointment as she felt Davy's stroking stop, but felt a shiver of excitement thrill through her at his question. "Pussy?" she asked as she lay down with her knees up. "Oh my privates..." she grinned in understanding, "yeah, you can play with my privates, er... pussy some more if you want."

David sat back on his heels and stared at the perfect curve of Emily's pussy. The twin plump bald labia were pouched between her slender thighs until she swung her knees apart and back together again, teasing him with brief flashes of her enticing rounded pussy. Suddenly she relaxed her legs with her knees spread lewdly apart, displaying her entire sex to David's avid gaze. Even though her fat labia had flattened when she spread her knees, David could still see only a thin line where they met. He knelt between her splayed feet and resumed his soft stroking of Emmy's slick lips.
Emily barely suppressed another soft moan of pleasure as Davy stroked her pussy again. She felt his soft stroking change as he pushed harder and worked his thumb between her tight lips, still travelling the full length from her button at the top to her hole at the bottom. Every time he rubbed over her button, Emily hunched up to meet him, trying to get him to rub it more.

David was surprised at how good it felt to rub Emmy. He could feel a build up of something good within his body, similar to what he had felt with Nikki, but he was surprised what he was doing to his sister felt so different and much stronger. He changed over to his finger and dragged it up and down between her heated rubbery pussy lips before he slowly pushed at the tight entrance of her vagina.
"Ohhh!!" Emily moaned at the invasion of her hole. It felt totally different than when she had tried, bigger and it felt so good! She could feel a knot of pleasure expanding deep inside and knew she would explode soon. She reached between her spread thighs and began to rub at her button, trying to bring on the good explosion she wanted so much.

David knew Emmy would cum any minute, he could see her eyes were closed and she was rubbing her clit and moaning as he continued to push his finger in and out of the entrance of her vagina. He pushed her hands out of the way and quickly took over rubbing her clit for her. David had heard of licking a girl's pussy before, but had never thought he would do anything so gross, but for some reason he was drawn to Emmy's as he rubbed it. He knelt closer and ducked down, lapping tentatively at her pussy. He was surprised that she didn't taste of anything, and tried again.
Emily was disappointed when Davy moved her hand from her button, but only momentarily. When he then began to play with it she couldn't hold in the pleasure she felt and moaned long and low. The rubbing was quickly replaced by something squirming against her. Puzzled, she opened her eyes and groaned again as she saw Davy licking her pussy, "Ooooohhhh Davy!!"

David could not believe it, he was licking his sister's pussy and she was moaning with how good it felt. He was also surprised by how much he seemed to enjoy it too. He continued to pump his forefinger in and out of her tight hole each time getting a little deeper as he lapped and sucked around her clit. He circled the hard little nubbin with his tongue and then put his lips over the area and sucked hard.
Emily was lost in a sea of pleasure; she could feel something good deep inside building rapidly like an inflating balloon. She could feel her button tingling and buzzing with pleasure and her hole felt full too. When she felt Davy suck her button hard everything stopped as the bubble exploded. Her hips hunched up at him a few times as she squeaked and grunted with the strength of the good feelings overwhelming her.

David felt Emmy's tight hot pussy squeeze his invading finger as she grunted and hunched up at him as she came. He had not known she could cum, let alone like that. He continued to suck and lick her clit and finger her tight pussy as she flexed in the throes of her orgasm, until she huffed and panted as she pulled his head up and away from her.
"Stop... too much..." she panted, her face flushed and covered with a sheen of sweat.
David knelt up and withdrew his finger from her red and puffy pussy. He then looked down and realised that he had cum in his shorts at the same time as Emmy, without anyone touching him, but he was still raging hard and wanting more. "Emmy?" he asked softly, "would you suck me off please?"
Emily raised her head and smiled at him, "Sure Davy," she replied softly, then looked puzzled, "how do I do that?"

David quickly pulled his wet shorts down releasing his rampant erection. Not completely sure of the mechanics himself he stammered, "Erm... well, you suck on my dick until I cum in your mouth and then you swallow it... erm, the cum that is."
"Ok," Emily grinned brightly and wondered what it would taste like and then felt a shiver run through her pussy at such a naughty thought. They exchanged places on the bed so that she was kneeling facing him as he lay back where she had been.
She stared at his stiff 'dick' for a moment, unsure where to start. It was about four inches long and about an inch wide and looked hard standing up from his groin and throbbing. With an exciting tingle buzzing in her pussy, Emily bent over and sucked Davy's dick into her mouth, being very careful to not hurt him with her teeth.

David gasped as Emily engulfed his hard dick in her warm eager mouth. He moaned as she began to suck on the head like it was a straw and she wanted a drink. Her tongue pushing his dick up into the roof of her mouth and the sucking action soon had David spastically thrusting his hips at her as he grunted and came.
Emily was surprised as she sucked at Davy's dick. It had tasted a little salty at first, but she was enjoying it. She liked the way it felt hard and soft at the same time and how hot it felt on her tongue. Suddenly he jerked at her and then something hot squirted into the back of her mouth. She swallowed and sucked, and swallowed and sucked until there was no more to get and Davy pushed her off him. She then looked up at him and grinned, "That was fun, can we do it again?"

"Yeah!" David grinned back at his sister, "we can do that all we want, but don't you think it's time you got dressed?"
"Yeah, I guess so," Emily agreed still smiling and climbed off of the bed and wandered back into the bathroom picking up her towel on the way past.

David stayed on his bed and followed Emily with his thoughts, followed her into the bathroom where she towelled herself off and began to get dressed. He knew he couldn't let her keep her memory of their encounter so he swiftly dived into her, down into the depths of her mind where the network of her memories existed. He quickly scanned about and noted that some of the nodes seemed to glow brighter than the others. Hoping that the brightness was an indication of how recent it was David concentrated on one of them and found that it was indeed her recent memory. He pulled back from the memory and thought rapidly for a way to suppress it or hide it from her rather than remove it.

Unable to think of anything else, David imagined a large sack enveloping all of the bright recent memories. He imagined putting all the memories of their fun in the sack and pulling the drawstring closed tightly, sealing them off from Emily's conscious mind. Not knowing if it had worked or not, David pulled on his bathrobe and went to the bathroom. As Emily finally stepped out he smiled at her and said, "You took your time, didn't you?"
"No!" she replied indignantly, "no more that normal." The then sniffed pointedly and added, "I think you need a shower too. I don't know what you've been doing, but you stink!"
David grinned to himself as Emily flounced from the bathroom, she hadn't remembered what they had done! The memories were hidden from her!

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David had spent every spare moment over the last fortnight practicing his newest skills on Emily, both the mental manipulation and the oral sex. He now felt sure that he could control anyone and wanted to show off a little to Jim.

"Hey Jim, you want to see something new?" David asked boastfully. It was Saturday morning and they were both sat on the end of Jim's bed playing on Jim's game console.
Jim looked across at David, where he was leaning back on his arms as the game controller hovered over his legs and was being used as if by invisible hands. "So what can you do now?" he asked with just a little jealousy colouring his voice.

David smiled, "A sort of super hypnotism," he said grinning enthusiastically, "I can make people do whatever I want."
Jim just stared at David. "Go on then," he said disbelievingly, "make me do something."
"Ha," David laughed, "if I did that, you wouldn't know I'd done it... I would have to do it on someone else so you could see."
"Well this I gotta see," he said grudgingly as he climbed off the bed and went to his door. He opened it and left, heading for the living room. After a few minutes wait, Jim returned pushing his eight-year-old sister Cindy ahead of him. Her 4' tall slender frame was dressed in a pair of jeans and a dark green jumper. She had straight blonde hair cut in a pageboy style and pale ice-blue eyes in a lightly tanned heart shaped face.
"What d'ya want me for Jim?" she complained as he pushed her through the door, "I was watching..." she then shut up with a faint gulp when she saw David and blushed shyly.

"Hello Cindy," David greeted her warmly, "I was wondering if you would like to help me with something."
"Erm..." she blushed again as Jim closed his door and returned to David's side.
When it was apparent she wasn't going to move, David stood and took hold of Cindy's hand to guide her back to the bed. "You sit here," he said gently, seating her in the spot he had just vacated and knelt in front of her so their eyes were at the same level. "I want you to keep looking into my eyes," he said, still holding her hand while staring deep into her pale blue eyes, "and relax... just let yourself go and relax."

While speaking in a quiet droning voice, David insinuated himself into Cindy's mind and made some slight, but significant, adjustments. He changed her mind subtly, inserting a compulsion that ensured she would always be happy to do whatever he or Jim told her to do, and that she would never tell anyone else about what they did. Once he had changed her, he then slipped into Jim's mind and tweaked it so he would not be jealous of David's powers and would never tell anyone about him.
When he was satisfied that both Jim and Cindy were changed enough, he instructed Cindy for Jim's benefit, "When I, or Jim, say the word 'enslavement' you will be the total slave of me and Jim. You will do everything you are told without question." he then flashed a big grin at Jim and continued to Cindy, "When I, or Jim, say 'emancipation' you will forget all that you did as a slave, and be back as your normal self."

"No way!" Cindy exclaimed as she jumped up from the bed and strode to the door. "There's no way I'm gonna be let you hypnotise me like that!"
Jim sniggered, "I told you it wouldn't work."
David simply called, "Cindy... 'enslavement'," and he then turned to smile at Jim.
Jim goggled at Cindy as she rushed back to the bed and knelt beside David with her head bowed and her hands behind her back.
"How can I be of service to you master?" Cindy asked subserviently.
David grinned at Jim as he looked astounded at Cindy and then David before he then grinned too.
"Fetch me a drink slave!" Jim commanded his sister / slave, really enjoying the idea of ordering his little sister around... and having her do what he said.
"Yes master," Cindy bobbed her head and then dashed off, feeling happy that she was doing her master's bidding.

"Not much of a test," David smiled disdainfully as he sat on the end of the bed again, "Why not try something she wouldn't normally do, something more... adventurous?"
"Like what?" Jim asked defensively.
"Ooooh, I don't know..." David drawled grinning, "try something daring!"

Cindy quickly returned walking rapidly and carrying a tray with two tall glassed beaded with dew and obviously containing cold drinks alongside a small plate of chocolate-chip cookies. She held the try for her masters to take their drinks as she knelt in front of them again and waited quietly.
"Cindy, clean my room!" Jim commanded.
David shook his head as Cindy placed the tray on the floor and stood to begin to tidy Jim's room. "Something daring..." he chuckled at Jim and then commanded Cindy firmly, "Cindy, close the door and then continue cleaning naked!"

"Dave!" Jim protested, looking at his best friend with fresh eyes, he hadn't realised David was a pervert. "You can't make her do that!"
David just smiled and nodded for Jim to look at what his sister was doing. She had already closed the door and was pulling off her green jumper revealing her small white crop-top underwear. She quickly removed her top and then pushed down her jeans and knickers in one, leaving herself naked except for her white socks, and then began to silently tidy the room again.
Jim's jaw dropped with astonishment, his little sister was actually naked... and still cleaning. He felt his dick hardening in his trousers and that spurred him into action. "Cindy," he commanded, "get dressed and stop cleaning!" he then turned to David and glowered at him angrily. "How dare you do that to my sister!" he snarled clenching his fists in anger, barely able to stop himself from thumping David.

David recoiled from Jim in surprise at the revulsion and anger boiling off of him. He quickly inserted himself back into Jim's mind and reduced his anger, his inhibitions and his morality and increased his willingness to have fun.

"Ha! Fooled you!" Jim laughed at David's reaction, "You should see your face..." Jim was not quite sure why he had felt so angry at David, it was a good idea to have Cindy strip. He had always wanted to see her naked but had never had the courage to before. Maybe that was why he was angry, he reasoned, because David had done what he had always wanted to do.
David smiled and knew his changes were working. "Cindy," he commanded the poor girl who was nearly dressed again, "strip naked and stand in front of your brother!"

Cindy quickly stripped again and then stood before Jim with her hands clasped behind her back resting on the top of her pert buttocks. Her head was bowed in submission and her feet were together. Jim stared entranced at the top of Cindy's slender thighs; there was a slight gap between them that widened as it rose from her knees but came to an abrupt end being filled with a fleshy plump pussy that was totally hairless.

"Well go on," David nudged Jim, tell her to do something."
Jim had little experience of sexual matters, except the rumours and stories he had heard at school, and was not entirely sure what he wanted Cindy to do. He simply stared at her plump hairless pussy, amazed at how beautiful it was.

While Jim sat and stared at Cindy, David extended his kinetic 'hand' and softly stroked Cindy's smooth pussy. He heard her gasp very softly as he gently rubbed at her full labia before her 'probed' at the top of her slit for her tiny clit.
Cindy continued to stand motionless and silent before her masters, as she knew a good slave should. Even when she felt a strange tingle ignite in her peepee, she did her best to remain still. She nearly gasped aloud as she felt the tingles really buzz hard around the top of her slit and it felt really good as she felt them spread all over her peepee. But she couldn't completely suppress her jump of surprise as she felt the tingles, and something else, invade her peepee hole.

David 'rubbed' all over Cindy's full pussy, paying close attention to her tiny clit before he tried inserting a kinetic 'finger' into her vagina. He couldn't believe how odd it felt doing it that way; he felt the same invading fullness that Cindy did, as well as the burning thrill spreading from her clit as he saw her flinch slightly. "Cindy," he commanded in a voice shaky with lust, "suck your brother's cock until he cums in your mouth!"
Cindy wasn't sure what David meant entirely, but she did know what a cock was and quickly knelt before Jim and began to open his jeans.
Jim was surprised by David's command, and leant back a little as Cindy dived to undo the button and zip of his jeans before she tugged them open and then pulled them, and his underpants, down. Staring at her plump pussy had given Jim a serious stiffy that proudly bobbed it's four inch length from his groin before Cindy bent over and sucked it into her warm mouth.

David deftly slipped into Cindy's mind and implanted the knowledge she would need for her task before he continued his kinetic 'finger fucking' of her aroused and rapidly moistening cunt, slowly increasing the size and width of his 'finger' as he did.
Cindy sucked master Jim's cock into her mouth, being careful to not catch him with her teeth, and began to suckle on it as she had been instructed. Suddenly she remembered talking about this with her friends and she understood what she had to do. As she bobbed her head up and down, forcing master Jim's hard shaft in and out of her tight lips and licked at the spongy head, she felt the full feeling in her peepee get wonderfully stronger and groaned with pleasure.
Jim could not believe how good his little sister's mouth felt on his cock, and moaned when she groaned and the vibrations shivered down his shaft to his balls. With no warning, he felt the familiar burning sensation rush from his balls and up his shaft as he shot jet after jet of cum into Cindy's sucking mouth.
Cindy sucked on master Jim's cock, sucked the salty, sticky gloop that squirted from it into her mouth, causing him to collapse back on the bed with a loud groan. When she could get no more, she pulled back up from master Jim's cock and licked her lips as she swallowed, and swallowed again until her mouth was clear, enjoying the thick "cum" he had given her.

David quickly stripped off his trousers as he watched Cindy suck Jim's cock. "Cindy," he commanded, once she was finished, "kneel with your bum facing me and your head on the carpet!"
Cindy quickly turned away from David and spread her knees as she bent over laying her head and shoulders onto the carpet.
David knelt behind Cindy and grabbed her hip with one hand as he steadied his dick with the other. He pushed his hard dick down between Cindy's thighs and ran the head through her wet slit a few times, coating it with her juices, before he poised it at the sultry entrance to her oozing cunt and thrust into her. Cindy groaned at the invasion as David thrust his hips at her again, trying to force his hard dick into her tight sheath. With an abrupt release, and a yelp of pain from Cindy, David's cock suddenly slid into her tight embrace.
Cindy yelped at the pain in her peepee as master David shoved his hard cock into her, but she kept the pain to herself as a good slave should, hoping that it would be over soon.

David marvelled at the tight, hot and wet silky feeling surrounding his dick as he slowly fucked Cindy. He had not dared to try fucking Emily before, he wasn't sure why, but now that he knew what it was like... he knew that he would be fucking her whenever he felt like it. He looked down at Cindy's rounded buttocks and could just see her swollen labia stretched tightly around his rigid shaft where he impaled her. As slowly as he had thrust in, David pulled his dick out of Cindy's tight grip. He watched as his juice coated shaft slid from her hot embrace, pulling out until he reached the flared rim of his glans, and then thrust in deep once more.
Cindy marvelled at what she was feeling deep in her belly. She felt painfully stretched and full, but there was a deep build up of something good. She pushed back at David as he thrust into her and the good feeling expanded, making her pant and whimper softly.

David increased the pace of his thrusts into Cindy; sliding his hard dick faster and faster into her heated depths as he powered into her fiercely. The feeling of her tight sleeve of hot flesh gripping his shaft as he slid in and out was incredible. Pleasure thrilled through his loins and spread throughout his body, driving him to hammer his dick into her preteen cunt faster and deeper.
Cindy could no longer keep quiet; the pleasure she was feeling with each of David's thrusts was forcing small grunts and moans of pleasure to escape her lips.

The feeling of Cindy's cunt spasming on his dick was enough to drive all thoughts from David's mind. He grunted as he thrust even deeper into her sweltering depths and felt liquid fire sear its way up his shaft to send spurt after spurt of cum deep within her. As he relaxed, panting, from the best climax he had ever felt, he heard Jim whisper in wonder.
"Oh... My... God! You fucked my little sister!" Jim grabbed David's shoulders and pulled him back from Cindy. He saw her swollen and inflamed pussy dribbling slightly before turning back to David. "You fucked my sister!" he accused, then asked in wonder, "What was she like?"
David grinned languorously, "Fucking amazing! Try for yourself!" and then relaxed back on the floor to catch his breath.

+ + + + +

Monday a week later, while he was eating his lunch in the crowded dining room with Jim, David saw Nikki and Rick sat at another table chatting. A surge of jealousy washed over him. [Why does she like that jerk more than me?] he thought angrily. He had fancied Nikki for the past few years but she had never even acknowledged that he existed. He sent his point of perception over the distance between them and deftly insinuated his mind into hers only to be surprised by what he found there.

Nikki was feeling irritated with Rick, during their date the Saturday before he had again brought up the issue of sex; he said he wanted to go all the way with her, but Nikki wanted to wait. Their argument had spoilt the end of their evening and Nikki still felt aggravated with him.
David almost laughed aloud at his good fortune; he made some minor changes to how Nikki felt about Rick, and then sat back to watch the fun.

It didn't take long for the quiet conversation Rick and Nikki were sharing to explode into a harsh argument. David watched as Rick grew more confused while Nikki argued vehemently, but quietly, with him. Finally it all came to a head, Nikki stood up looking very angry and shouted at Rick, "That's it! I've had it with your constant demands! Find yourself another girlfriend!" and then stormed furiously from the dining room, leaving Rick looking stunned.

David finished his lunch grinning from ear to ear, and left the dining room early for his next class knowing Nikki would be there. When he arrived he found Nikki was sat at her usual desk, looking sad and yet angry. David approached her acting tentative and said softly, "Nikki, if you need to talk to someone, just give me a call." As he then went to his seat he deftly slid into her mind and gave it a slight tweak in his favour.

Nikki felt grateful that David had made such a sweet offer, she looked over at him and smiled, and then realised how nice he looked. [I wonder why I never noticed him before,] she thought as the classroom began to fill up.

+ + + + +

The following Wednesday, David, Nikki and Jim were enjoying lunch in a quiet corner of the dining room. Nikki quickly finished her light salad and smiled at David as she stood to go. "I'm off to swimming practise," she said lightly, "I'll see you later in class David."

Once Nikki was out of earshot, Jim turned to David and hissed, "You did something to her, didn't you?"
"I don't know what you mean," he said lightly, trying to feign innocence but his smirk gave him away.
"You did!" Jim exclaimed accusingly, but quickly shut up when Rick approached and leant on the table staring hard at David.
"I guess you're crippled in your ears as well as your legs," Rick snarled mockingly. "I told you to stay away from Nikki," he added as he casually picked up one of David's apples. "You wouldn't want to have another little accident, would you?" he asked as he squeezed the apple hard, until juice ran from between his fingers.

"Rick," David said calmly, staring unflinchingly up into Rick's glowering face. "What Nikki and I do is not your concern."
"Why you..." Rick growled as he leant on the table to get closer to David.
"Don't!" David interrupted sharply, as he shoved a telekinetic gag into Rick's mouth and 'held' Rick's hands palm down on the tabletop. "You wouldn't want to have a little 'accident', would you?" he mocked in the same tone Rick had used, as he 'lifted' the bruised apple and 'held' it apparently unsupported before Rick's goggling eyes. "You wouldn't want to..." he continued mockingly, as he then squashed the apple into a pulpy mess, "have a heart attack, for example."

Rick struggled futilely against the unseen force pinning his hands to the table and tried to yell past his gag, but to no avail.
David 'dropped' the soggy pulp that had been his apple onto his lunch tray as he deftly inserted himself into Rick's mind and gave him a compulsion to never speak of this to anyone. "Now, go away Rick," he said aloud, as he released his grip on Rick's hands and the gag in his mouth, "and leave me and Nikki alone... or else!"
Rick stood up and glared angrily at David. "This ain't over cripple!" he snarled furiously, "Not by a long shot!" and then strode out of the dining room purposefully.

Jim looked at David in shock; seeing a side of him he wasn't sure he liked. "You wouldn't really do that to him, would you?" he asked, afraid what the answer might be.
"Nah..." David smiled dismissively, "I don't think I'll need to. He may look tough but I doubt he'll do anything." He then chuckled and added, "Even he's not that stupid."

+ + + + +

"I'm really amazed at your progress David," Tricia smiled proudly at him. "You've managed in only fifteen weeks what I would've expected after twenty... or even more!"

David had just finished another Friday afternoon physiotherapy session, and was packing his things into his gym bag. He knew he couldn't tell her the real reason for his rapid progress, but was getting tired of faking a slower progress when he had already recovered his full strength. He looked up at Tricia and smiled cheekily. "I admit it, "he grinned, "I kept exercising at home, when you told me not to."
"I guessed that you had," she smiled indulgently, and then looked a little puzzled, "but even so..."

It was obvious to David that Tricia was not completely happy with his speed of progress. He lightly insinuated himself into her mind and was surprised and relieved to find that she thought he might have been using steroids, or something similar, to boost his recovery.

"Anyway," she said, suddenly shaking her head, "that doesn't really matter. You're now capable of continuing with your exercise on your own."
"Oh... Ok," he said surprised. Outwardly he tried to look a little disappointed but inside he felt glad that he would not have to keep attending the physio sessions he no longer needed. He knew his muscles were back to full strength, probably even better than before.

"And you can probably do without the canes too by now," she continued thoughtfully as she watched him move about as he finished packing.
"That's good," he chuckled, "because I'm going out tonight and those things keep getting in the way."

Later that evening, David stood outside the entrance of the Odeon cinema impatiently scanning the crowds of pedestrians walking past him, watching for the approach of Nikki. They had agreed, earlier at school, that they would meet there and then go in to see a film... but Nikki was late... again.

As he waited, David thought about his relationship with Nikki. He had fancied her ever since their first day at the school and had imagined that going out with her would be a lot of fun... a lot more fun than it had turned out to be. Even though David had tweaked her mind to reduce her inhibitions it had still taken too much persuading to get her to relax and suck his cock. He was frustrated with her resistance to what he wanted and was beginning to think of moving on... but he was determined to get what he wanted from her before he dumped her.

It was a further fifteen minutes of cold, annoyed pacing before Nikki finally arrived and they could enter the cinema. David didn't even notice the film Nikki chose, he was too busy looking at her body and congratulating himself, his 'suggestion' to her about her style of dress had paid off. She had arrived wearing a beige Macintosh style coat to keep out the cold weather, but she had removed it and handed it to David once they were in the cinema. He admired the tight, white cropped T-shirt that showed Nikki's firm bra-less tits to perfection and left her midriff bare. Her skirt was short, well above mid-thigh, and was a red tartan pattern with lots of small pleats that flared when she turned.

When they entered the theatre and made their way up to the back in the dark, David was relieved to see that very few seats were taken, he felt the need to have her here and now and didn't want to spend too long 'tweaking' the others.
They settled into their seats together and Nikki leant against him as David distractedly put his arm around her shoulders. He swiftly inserted himself into mind after mind of the other patrons, forcing them to not see or hear what he and Nikki would be up to. When he had finally finished changing the last one the film had started.
"Come here, gorgeous," he growled throatily into Nikki's ear as he slid his hands about her waist as 'lifted' her out of her seat and onto his lap.
Nikki peeped with surprise and then giggled as she turned and lightly kissed David's cheek and whispered, "You are sweet," before turning back to the film.

David slid his hands up over her tight top and lightly rubbed and teased her nipples, causing Nikki to gasp lightly and then settle back against him as her tender nubbins hardened into prominent points under his ministrations. He continued to tweak her nipples alternately with his left hand as he moved his right down to her lap and under her skirt to her silky knickers where he lightly stroked at her pussy lips.
"Don't..." Nikki whispered softly to him.
David ignored Nikki's protest and continued to rub and stroke at her plump pussy.
"David!" Nikki protested in a loud hiss, "I said stop it!"
David slid into her mind and smothered her inhibitions as he quickly yanked her knickers aside and began to rub at her clit with his thumb while circling her hole with his fingertip. He deftly played with her rapidly arousing pussy, playing her body like a virtuoso playing his instrument, forcing soft sighs and grunts of pleasure from her until he was sure she was ready.

With his hands on her hips, David 'lifted' Nikki up and 'reached' under her to quickly 'open' his jeans and 'push' them down a little, freeing his rampant erection before he positioned it at the dripping entrance of her cunt. He slowly lowered her down onto his throbbing erection, causing her to groan aloud.
Nikki moaned at the intrusion in her tight but very wet vagina and settled herself down onto David's lap, for the first time revelling in the pleasure she was feeling, oblivious to the fact that they were in a cinema surrounded by people. She began to move herself up and down slowly at first, deliberately fucking herself over the full length of his hard dick. She felt him reach around her body again and slip a hand under her tight top to play with her hard nipples once more as he slid the other down through her light pubic hair to rub and tweak at her clit.

David revelled in the feeling of Nikki's tight, wet embrace as she thrust herself up and down on his hard shaft, with her strokes getting faster as she moaned softly. He grinned in the darkness and flexed his hips up to meet Nikki's downward plunges, making their union sound out in repeated wet slapping as Nikki pounded herself on him like a someone possessed. David felt the familiar first tingles and relaxed, knowing what was coming. With a bestial grunt, David thrust up at Nikki as he held her down and squirted jet after jet of searing hot cum into her steamy depths before flopping back in the seat exhausted.
Nikki whimpered with frustration, she had not cum and she could feel David's dick rapidly deflating inside her. She reached between her thighs and rapidly squeezed and rubbed her clit until she shuddered to her own orgasm.

As she panted, Nikki breathed in the smells of sweat and their sex mixed in with the sweet smell of popcorn and other snacks. She suddenly remembered where she was and quickly rearranged her knickers and skirt as she moved back to her own seat, looking around to see if anyone had seen them and blushing furiously, not sure how David had persuaded her to agree to it.
David quickly dried himself off on a tissue and pulled his jeans up again. He had enjoyed Nikki, but she hadn't been as tight as Jim's sister Cindy, or as sexy as his own sister Emily. He sat back to watch the remainder of the film as he thought about what more he wanted.

David snuggled deeper into his coat as he walked home through the deserted park, doing his best to keep the cold blustery December winds from chilling him too much and idly wondered if he could keep them out telekinetically. He had walked Nikki home after the cinema, hardly listening to her prattle on about how their relationship had progressed to "the next level".
Suddenly a large shape loomed from behind the large shadow of a nearby tree and growled, "You just couldn't leave it alone could you?"

David stopped abruptly, surprised by the sudden confrontation. The large figure lifted a baseball bat and swung it hard at David's hip. Instinctively, David braced himself and 'reached' a telekinetic hand out to 'catch' the bat and stop it dead.
The figure lurched as if he had struck a brick wall and let go of the bat with a curse and shook his stinging hands.

David 'held' onto the bat and reached for the mind of his attacker. He was not too surprised to find that it was Rick. "So," David said, feeling his anger at Rick mounting. "I would have thought that you would understand a threat when you hear one, but I guess not."
"I don't know how you managed the trick with that apple," Rick snarled, "but your feeble threats don't frighten me!"

"I guess you really are too thick to understand," David smiled cruelly. He swiftly 'lifted' Rick from the ground and, 'pulled' on his arms and legs, forcing Rick spread-eagled in mid-air.
"What the fuck?" Rick yelped in surprise at being hoist into the air by unseen hands.

Ignoring Rick's distressed curses, David pulled harder and harder on Rick's stretched limbs until he heard the joints creaking and popping with the stress. "I'll leave this," he growled menacingly at Rick, indicating the baseball bat, "as a little reminder for you." He then 'stood' the bat up on it's blunt end and 'slammed' it down into the grass beside the tree, until only a few inches of the handle remained protruding from the ground. He finally spun Rick around like a pinwheel, and then dumped him, still upside down, high in the branches of the nearby tall tree before continuing, "Oh, by the way... You can have Nikki back; I'm dumping her... I've had much better..." he then continued on his interrupted journey smiling to himself.

As he walked away David realised that Rick still might not have gotten the message to leave him alone. He 'reached' back to where Rick was still struggling in the treetop and bludgeoned his way deep into his mind. He swiftly found strong resentment and anger aimed at him that he twisted into a compulsive, overriding fear instead.

+ + + + +

David was leaning against the bike racks as Jim coasted in to a halt in front of him.
"Hi!" Jim greeted David with a smile. "You looking forward to Christmas?"

It was the last day of the school term before the Christmas holidays and David was as excited as Jim, but for a different reason... he had finally decided that Emily would give him her virginity for Christmas. "You know I am," he grinned at Jim and added, "let's ditch school and go and have some fun instead!"
"I dunno," Jim hesitated. He was sure that David was becoming more reckless, egotistical and self-centred and he was reluctant to follow him down that path.
"Oh come on," David cajoled Jim, "it's the last day... nothing's gonna happen on the last day. Let's go and have some 'fun'."
Jim could only think of one thing that David considered 'fun'. "Why not," he replied with a grin, "let's go!"
David quickly pulled his bike out of the rack and together they rode off. After about fifteen minutes of riding Jim called out, "Where're we going?"
"You'll see," was all that David would say.

Jim was a little troubled when, ten minutes later, they arrived at his sister's middle school and asked, "What are we doing here? We can't get to Cindy now... she'll be in class!"
"Don't worry about it," David grinned, "it's all taken care of."

They wheeled their bikes into the school and over to an old port-a-cabin classroom. David smiled gratefully when he noticed the old mortise lock, and sent his sense of perception into the workings to unlock it and opened the door. They wheeled their bikes into the cold and faintly musty classroom and propped them up against the wall beside the door. At the head of the classroom, the teacher's desk stood before the green chalkboard, covered with the dust of long neglect. A number of child-sized desks and chairs were shoved carelessly at the other end of the room leaving the main central area empty.

"So where are they?" Jim asked David nervously as he peeked through the blinds over one window.
"Be patient," David replied smiling as he sat on one of the desks at the end of the room. "It's all arranged, they know when and where... why don't you turn on some of the heaters." He then added in a joking voice, "It's freezing in here and we don't want them to be cold while we have our fun!"

As Jim went about switching on the wall-mounted heaters, David sent out a mental call, [Emily...] He thought of his call as something similar to a radar transponder. The call radiated out from him until it found the mind he was calling, a mind that he had already been in and gotten to know, and then it 'echoed' back.
Emily stiffened slightly in her seat in class as she felt a shiver run up her spine, like someone had called her name but she had heard nothing.

David's call found Emily in her class where the teacher was droning on about something. He swiftly sent his sense of perception to where she was and checked out all her classmates. He issued a few swift mental commands before he returned to himself and sent out a new call, [Cindy...]

Emily felt a sudden urgent need to pee, she quickly put her hand up and interrupted her teacher. "Excuse me, Miss Trent, can I go to the toilet please?"
Miss Trent turned to see Emily with her hand in the air and a very desperate look on her face, just as Justine and Hailey also put their hands up with similar expressions evident. "You really ought to have gone earlier," she scolded, but nodded, "but you may go, but no dawdling!"
Emily, Justine and Hailey left the room in a hurry and quickly made their way through the school corridor, while inside the class Miss Trent and the other students gently forgot that the three girls were no longer there.
When David's call found Cindy, an almost identical series of events took place. Cindy, Emma and Jane were excused and the class soon forgot they were gone also.

Jim was nervously pacing and peeking out through the blinds when he hissed, "They're coming!" and quickly backed away from the door looking panicked. He looked at David and added, "And they brought some friends!"
"Good," David smiled, still calm, "they were supposed to bring some friends from class." He swiftly projected his mind outside to the six approaching girls and made some more minor adjustments to them.

The door opened and in trooped the six girls all dressed alike in their uniforms consisting of a navy-blue blazer over a pale grey pullover and a light grey pleated knee-length skirt over white socks and shiny black leather shoes.

David grinned at the girls generally and greeted them, "Hello ladies."
Emily's only response was to smile as she sexily sauntered up to him, stood between his knees and pulled him into a passionate, sensual kiss.
David revelled in the feeling of kissing his sister in front of Jim and the five other girls, delighted in the erotic feeling of being so bad, especially with his nine-year-old sister.

He pushed his tongue between Emily's lips and tasted her mouth as he ran his hands down her back over her firm rounded bum and up under her skirt to cup the warm flesh of her rear. He squeezed her firm pliable cheeks and pressed his fingers deep into the gap between her thighs, being driven on by Emily's moans and squirming and the small gasps and giggles of the other girls. He pressed his middle finger against the soft and warm cotton crotch of Emily's knickers and rubbed at her hot pussy within.

Jim watched David and his sister kissing for a moment before he turned to his own sister. "Cindy, come here and kiss me!" he ordered her smiling.
"Yes master," she smiled back at him as she stepped closer and then kissed him fervently.

David broke from his kiss panting for breath and grinned at the other girls waiting. Hailey looked a little peeved as she watched him groping Emily's bum but the other girl, Justine, was blushing and giggling behind her hand looking excited. She was slightly shorter than Hailey with brown hair, brown eyes, a flushed creamy complexion and a nice body as far as David could see.

David grinned as he pulled up the back of Emily's skirt and pulled her knickers to one side before he slid his fingers back over her overheated pussy and pushed his middle finger deep into her rapidly moistening hole, causing her to groan with pleasure.

The two eight-year-olds, Emma and Jane, were giggling together as they alternated between watching Jim and Cindy or David and Emily. Emma was short but slender, she had straight black hair to her shoulders and cute oriental features. Jane was slightly taller than Cindy with short brown hair and wore wire-frame glasses over her chocolate brown eyes.

"Why don't you get the girls playing with each other," David whispered into Emily's ear as he withdrew his finger from her dripping cunt and then sucked it clean. Emily sauntered over to Hailey as David approached Emma. "Have you ever had your pussy licked?" he asked her smiling.
Emma gasped and giggled shyly behind her shielding hands and then shook her head no.
When no further reaction was forthcoming, David held his hand out as an invitation and asked, "Would you like me to?" as he quickly inserted himself into her mind and lowered her shyness and increased her daring.

Emily looked at Hailey and Justine, smiling at them as she thought of what to do. Hailey appeared nervous as Emily grinned and suggested, "Let's have some fun!" and took off her blazer before pulling Hailey into her arms and kissing her. They shared a deep sensual kiss where Emily probed her tongue in and out of Hailey's mouth as she ran her hands over Hailey's chest and rubbed at her nipples. As Hailey began to respond to the stimulation with small moans, Emily slid her hands down and under Hailey's skirt to caress her pussy through her knickers.

Jim pulled back from his sister and grinned at her smiling face. He could see what Emily and her friend were doing and it looked so hot. He whispered to Cindy, "I want to see you lick another girl!"
Cindy grinned and then turned and strode over to Justine. She took her hand and pulled her back to her master where she took off Justine's jacket before reaching under her skirt and quickly pulled down her knickers.
Jim watched avidly, as Justine stepped out of her knickers and then submitted as Cindy reached under her skirt and played with her pussy. "Do it here!" he commanded Cindy and Justine as he swept a nearby tabletop clear of dust.

David took Emma's hand and led her back to the table he had been leaning against, lifting her up onto it before unceremoniously pulling her white cotton knickers down her legs and off. He parted her slender thighs and dove between them, licking and lapping at Emma's pale, hairless labia. He licked from her hole to her clit in one smooth firm motion tasting her divine essence.
Emma gasped and then moaned with delight as he pushed his stiffened tongue deep into her tight passage and slowly licked at her. She panted and groaned almost continuously as David devoured her plump hairless pussy. He sucked her engorged clit between his lips and rolled it between them before he gently nipped it through his lips. Emma suddenly squeezed her thighs around his head and gave a hoarse shout as she came for the first time in her young life.

Emily pulled back from Hailey's kiss and looked at Jane stood by herself looking lost. She gestured for her to approach them and when she was close enough Emily smiled at her and pulled her into their hug. Knowing what she herself liked, Emily slid her hands down the other two girls' backs to rest on their firm bums and gently squeezed them as she whispered, "I want all of us to have fun, so why don't you to share a nice kiss."
She watched as Jane blushed shyly and Hailey tentatively closed the distance to kiss her softly. Emily slid her hands down and under their skirts and quickly pulled the back of their knickers down as she pushed her hands inside the waistbands and stroked the smooth flesh of their bums. She soon slid them further down and under, between their thighs to lightly stroke her fingertips over their plump little slits. Both Hailey and Jane gasped and looked at Emily before returning to their kiss with more passion as Emily rubbed more firmly at their pussies. She slowly worked her middle fingers at the entrances of their holes until she could feel them getting hotter and wetter, then she gently worked them in deeper. In only a short time both fingers were plunging in and out to the second knuckle in both Hailey and Jane's wet holes. They continued kissing passionately with their tongues darting back and forth and humping back onto Emily's hands as she finger fucked them deeper and harder. She increased the pace of her fingering, and could hear Hailey and Jane moaning as they kissed and rubbed at each other's nipples through their blouses. It didn't take much more before Emily felt their small vaginas clamp down on her invading fingers as they both went rigid and squealed into each other's mouths as they came together.

Cindy pulled the unresisting Justine over to the table master Jim had cleared and pushed her back onto it. She flipped up Justine's skirt to reveal her pale, hairless slit and dived straight in.
Jim watched entranced by the erotic sight of his sister bent over at the waist and sucking on another girl's cunt. She slowly but firmly began to lick, kiss and suck at Justine's pussy causing her to groan a long throaty sound of pleasure. Justine's moan spurred Cindy on, she licked and sucked on Justine's clit and then lapped at her pussy lips, slowly driving her pleasure up.
Jim's hard cock was straining at his trousers and he could resist no longer. He swiftly opened and pushed his trousers and underwear down and then shuffled up behind his little sister. He flipped up Cindy's skirt and pulled her knickers down to her knees before he poised the head of his dick at the wet entrance to her cunt and dragged the tip up through the wet folds of flesh.
Cindy moaned into Justine's pussy as she lapped at her and hunched her hips back, trying to impale herself on master Jim's shaft.
Jim grasped Cindy's slender hips and pushed the head in slowly. As his dick parted her pussy lips and firmly pushed into her tight, wet embrace she groaned out in pleasure. He pumped only part way into her for a few times and then pulled out until only the head remained lodged in her tight channel before he thrust deep into her hard and began to pound her cunt like a man possessed.
Cindy groaned as she tried to continue licking and sucking on Justine's pussy, but it was difficult with the vigorous fucking she was getting from her brother, both the movement and the amazing pleasure were almost too much for her.
Jim pumped himself deep into his eight-year-old sister's tight cunt, grunting in time with his thrusts, driving his pleasure up and up until he felt her cunt clamp on his shaft like a fist of iron as she came hard. He yelled bestially as he came and squirt after squirt of scalding spunk jetted deep into her waiting womb.
Cindy arched her back as she squealed out her orgasm and then staggered to one side panting with exhaustion.
Still panting with his own cum, Jim looked at Justine as she rubbed at her clit, and realised she had not cum. With compassion, he leant over her and began to lap and suck at her prominent clit, giving her that final thrill to bring on her orgasm.

David unzipped his trousers and pushed them down, freeing his rampant erection. He pushed his hard cock down to rub between Emma's plump, wet pussy lips and over her hard clit, wetting the head in anticipation. When he was sure the head was wet enough he poised it at the entrance to her eight-year-old cunt and pushed. Emma grunted as David's cock head popped through the tight entrance and into her hot and wet cunt. He had only entered her a little way, so he pulled back and thrust again as Emma screwed up her face with the uncomfortable feeling of being stretched for the first time. With each thrust David entered a little deeper until he was fully embedded in her tight, hot, wet preteen cunt. He pulled back until just the head remained in her tight sheath and then plunged deep again. He thrust slowly at first, feeling the hot flesh of her cunt rippling along his shaft with each lazy stroke. As Emma began to pant and groan, David thrust faster and reached for her nipples through her blouse to tweak them. He pounded into Emma's dripping cunt as he tweaked and squeezed at her hard little nipples, causing Emma to groan even louder. As he felt her cunt rippling and squeezing his shaft he twisted her nipples hard. Emma screamed as she came hard, her milking, sucking cunt pulling the orgasm from David as he jetted what felt like gallons of cum into her tightly clasping sheath.

Emily pulled her wet fingers from Hailey's and Jane's wet pussies and delicately sucked them clean. Unexpectedly, Hailey grinned and pushed her to the teacher's table and then laid her back onto it. Emily pulled at Jane's blouse as she felt Hailey pull her knickers down and off, quickly drawing her close enough to kiss her passionately. She jumped when she felt Hailey tentatively lick at her dripping pussy and moaned at the jolts of exquisite pleasure flashing through her body. Emily groaned into Jane's mouth as she felt Hailey gently push her finger deep into her tight pussy and then slowly pump it in and out. The thought of being fingered by her best friend while kissing a younger girl in school was driving her pleasure up faster than she thought possible. Suddenly, like a tidal wave crashing down on her, she came. Her body shivered and spasmed with the power of her orgasm, and her squeal was only muffled by Jane's still passionate kiss.

+ + + + +

David was feeling terminally bored as he lay back on the sofa idly hopping through the channels on the TV, not really taking any notice of the typical rubbish Saturday morning shows that were the only things on. He was also thinking, thinking about the past two weeks and about how everything was going against him.

He had looked forward to fucking Emily right up until Christmas Eve. But early on Christmas morning, when he had called Emily into his bed, he had sucked her to a strong cum and she had sucked him but then he had fallen asleep before they could fuck. Over the past week, he had not managed to fuck her once, even though he had planned it night after night. Feeling frustrated and horny, David was determined to get a fuck no matter what!

The house around David was empty, he knew his mum had gone grocery shopping and he suspected Emily was across the street at her friend Hailey's house. He thought of Hailey and what he had seen her and Emily do to each other at their end of term orgy and grinned as he felt his dick harden.
He swiftly projected his point of perception out of the door and into the street outside. The sky was grey and overcast and the wet street was evidence of the recent rains. As he moved over the street towards Hailey's house, David noticed a lone pedestrian walking the footpath.
The girl was wrapped up in a thick coat but David could see her long light-brown hair being tousled by the wind as it playfully breezed past her and snapped her loose denim skirt.

David smiled to himself with anticipation, he quickly decided that he could have Hailey and Emily any time he wanted but this young girl could be fun for an hour or two. He quickly squeezed himself into her mind, taking over control of her body and turned her towards his front door. He stumbled as he walked up the driveway, getting used to his new temporary body and feeling the differences from his own took time, and walking in heels didn't help.
[I wonder...] he thought as he smiled and entered his house. He quickly took off the girl's shoes and strode up the hall to Emily's bedroom, he wanted to see what he looked like in the girl's body.

He pulled off her coat and stood before Emily's full-length mirror, admiring the slender body. She had long light-brown hair framing her slender face, dark brown eyes over a small nose and luscious lips glazed with what looked like lip-gloss. She was wearing a tight dark-green T-shirt that showed her flat chest and skinny waist to perfection. David smoothed her hands over her chest and felt a mild thrill spark from her nipples to her middle. He grabbed the waistband of the skirt and slid it around her waist before undoing it and sliding it down her legs.

David stood and looked again at the girl's body in the mirror. She was wearing a small and tight pair of white cotton knickers that moulded to her plump pussy mound like a second skin and, when he turned to look at her back, he could see they cupped and displayed her bum perfectly.
He peeled the T-shirt off her body and then lightly brushed her fingertips over her small puffy nipples. He was surprised by the strong tingle that he felt from them as they reacted and crinkled up to firm little nubs, and continued to stroke and tease them for a few minutes, feeling the pleasurable sensations ignite a warmth in her belly.
He trailed her right hand down over her flat stomach and hovered over her plump mound for a moment before lightly stroking along the crease of her slit. "Ooooh!" David groaned involuntarily at the feelings he was generating in the girl's pussy, he was amazed that such a light touch could feel so good.
With shaking hands, David swiftly pulled the girl's tight knickers down and off her long slender legs and then stood up again to look at her body in the mirror. The plump hairless slit of her pussy looked so temptingly smooth and erotic that he could not help himself and lightly stroked along the slit once more.

"Ummm!" David moaned again at the strong tingles that he felt buzzing through the girl's pussy mound and deep into her belly, astonished by how good it felt. On trembling legs, David took a few steps backwards and sat on the edge of Emily's bed, still watching the girl's body in the mirror. He spread her knees and stared at her flushed pussy lips as he stroked the slit again, rubbing her fingers from the shadowed hole at the bottom up to the hidden clit.
"Ooooh!!" David groaned as her fingertip grazed over her clit causing a sharp pulse of pleasure to radiate out from it. He quickly concentrated on rubbing at her clit as he felt wave after wave of pleasure flow from her pussy. He stared in the mirror at the girl's heated sex as he rubbed and tweaked her clit and was sure he could see a small trickle of moisture forming at the entrance to her body.

He slid her middle finger down to her small hole and pushed it in to the first knuckle, feeling how good that felt too. He hunched over and began to pump her middle finger in and out of her wet cunt as he used his other hand to rub and squeeze her clit. David was lost in the pleasure he was eliciting from the young girl's body. He could feel the pumping and tweaking of her fingers feeding the pressure building deep inside her.
Suddenly, with no warning that David recognised, he felt the pleasure explode through the girl's loins as her hips jerked, pushing her pussy and clit against her squirming hands. David was astounded at the jolts of pleasure he felt arcing through her body and grunted with each convulsive burst of orgasmic pleasure.

Shocked by the sudden loss of ecstasy, David sat up with his heart hammering and his dick rock hard in his shorts. He was back in his own body on the sofa, and the girl was in Emily's room!
He jumped to his feet and ran the short distance down the hall and into Emily's room, intent on having his pleasure. The girl was lying back on Emily's bed with her feet still on the floor, panting hard and looking around with a bewildered expression on her face. David grinned and quickly 'held' her arms and legs in place to stop her moving.

"Hey!" the girl yelped when she felt something grab onto her and struggled to escape from its grip.
With a thought, David 'picked up' the girl's knickers and quickly stuffed them into her mouth to shut her up as he pulled down his shorts, freeing his rampant erection, and stepped closer.

The girl could see his hard cock, and had a rough idea of what was about to happen to her. She redoubled her continued efforts to escape as she tried hard to scream past her gag.
David could feel the unpleasant sensations of the girl's runaway fear and the pain she was causing as she struggled to escape his 'grip'. Determined to have her but not her feelings, David looked around Emily's room until her found her rarely used tights. Still 'holding' the squirming girl down, David securely tied her arms and legs down to the frame of the bed. Her arms were pulled out to the sides, as were her feet and legs, forming her into a stretched out star shape.

David poised the head of his hard dick at the dribbling entrance of the girl's still wet cunt and stared into her wide terror filled eyes. She shook her head wildly "no" but David ignored her and grinned as he thrust into her hard. The girl's screams were muffled by her gag but David was oblivious to everything but his own base pleasures. He pushed his rock hard cock deep into the tight, hot confines of the preteen's cunt, ripping away her virginity without a thought.

David thrust in and out of the girl, deeper and deeper, until his groin was making a wet slap, slap, slapping noise as he pounded his hard cock into her.
The girl just flopped about under him, as he pumped into her faster, numbed by her ordeal and not even trying to escape anymore.
David revelled in the exquisite feel of the girl's hot silken sheath wrapped tightly around his pistoning shaft. He pounded into her with wild abandon, driving his pleasure up and up, approaching the peak of his impending orgasm. Until suddenly, he grunted as he felt his balls tighten and scalding hot cum boiled up the shaft of his dick to squirt jet after jet deep into her immature abused cunt.

Panting for breath, David collapsed over the weeping girl and luxuriated in his post-orgasmic bliss for a few minutes. When he could, he lifted himself up and looked down at her, intending on setting her free, but he was appalled by the sweaty, bloody mess he had made of her.
Her hair was limp and dishevelled, her face was flushed and her eyes puffy and red as she continued to weep inconsolably. Her body glistened with her sweat and he could see chafe marks on her wrists and legs where she had pulled against his makeshift restraints. But it was her poor abused pussy that truly horrified him. It looked swollen, red and bruised and it was beginning to leak a streaky mixture of his cum and her blood.

He suddenly knew how much he had hurt her, and knew he could never apologise for what he had done. He quickly loosened all the ties holding her down and used some tissues to wipe up her blood. The girl covered her tear stained face with both of her small hands and continued weeping softly while she trembled violently in reaction to her painful violation. Almost without conscious thought, David 'reached' out to the girl's ravaged pussy and ran his 'touch' through her flesh, willing it to repair itself and heal. He bore her continued pain, fear and revulsion as he healed her torn vagina and then turned to healing the rope burns on her wrists, ankles and knees.
When he had finished healing her physical hurts, he turned to her mental and emotional ones. He deftly slid into her mind and diligently worked to find every memory made since he had taken her in the street and forced them into his imagined sack, hiding them from her mind.

Working quickly, he dressed the girl in her clothes again and then led her out to the front door. With a quick 'look' in the street to make sure it was clear, David 'led' her back out to the pavement once more before he quickly slid back into her mind to remove the last vestiges of her knowledge of him. He pulled the drawstrings of the mental sack in her mind closed, tighter and tighter, hoping to seal those memories off forever, along with his shame at having caused them.

+ + + + +

It was a cold and wet end to the third week of the first term of the new year as David cycled back from school to meet Emily. But he was smiling and pedalling with a relaxed and even rhythm. He knew he was about half an hour late, but he wasn't worried, he was feeling much too relaxed to worry. One of the first-year's tight little eleven-year-old body had caught his eye and he'd taken her behind the bike sheds and introduced her to the delights of having her pussy licked.

As he approached the bus stop where he normally met Emily he could see it was deserted, there was no sign of her. David smiled to himself as he continued past, allowing her that little victory. He knew she would have walked home alone because he was late and would crow about it when he got there. He quickly put the small remaining distance behind him, freewheeling up their driveway and putting his bike away in the garage before he entered the quiet house.

"Emily!" he called out from the kitchen, "You want a snack before we have some fun?" After waiting for a moment and getting no reply he shrugged, maybe she was mad at him for being late, and made himself a peanut butter sandwich. When finished, he munched it as he wandered through the house looking for his missing sister. Not finding her, he wondered aloud, "Where is she?" He then thought that she might have gone to her friend's and grumbled, "She knows she's not allowed to go to Hailey's without telling me first!"

With more curiosity than concern, David sent his sense of perception over the road to Hailey's house. After a quick search he found Hailey sat in front of the TV but no sign of Emily. [Where is she?] he thought angrily, [What's happened to her?] With more concern for his little sister, he sent out a mental call, [Emily...]

The call rippled outward expanding over the streets and houses nearby; passing over the many people it encountered, but leaving them oblivious to it. It continued outwards growing thinner and more tenuous as it did, until it faded unfulfilled.

David was worried, how could his call be unanswered? How could Emily be so far away? He marshalled his strength and fear for her safety, concentrating it and flinging it out in a powerful mental roar, [Emmy!]
The call exploded outward rapidly expanding over the streets, expanding further and further as David continued to push it ever outwards, until finally, at the extreme limit of his strength he heard an answering query, [Davy?]

Relief flooded through him as he tightened and firmed up his contact, not wanting to lose her now he had found her. [Davy?] he 'heard' her ask tremulously. He knew she was frightened and felt alone so he snuggled his mind in as close as he could to hers, almost sharing her body. He could feel how she was laying on her side, with her hands bound behind her back and her ankles bound and tied up to her hands. He could hear her frightened panting breaths rasp loudly in her ears, but could not see because of the blindfold he could feel covering her eyes.

"Davy," Emily asked aloud, "where are you?" and then frantically, "Please get me out!"
Emily, and David with her, felt a rough shove against her tied hands as a gravely voice grated, "Shut up bitch! Or we'll gag ya too!"
Emily burst into silent wracking sobs, what had she done to deserve this? The fear that Emily felt was almost overwhelming for David, he mentally tried to sooth her and calm her down. [Emmy,] he 'whispered' in her mind, [don't say anything, just try to relax and think your replies.]
[Davy?] he 'heard' her whispering under her breath, [where are you? What's happening?]
He could feel her hysteria rising again and worked to sooth it as he replied. [I'm here in your mind with you and I'm going to rescue you.]
He felt relief flood through her as she frantically whispered, [Oh Davy, please hurry! I'm scared!]
[Don't be frightened Emmy,] David tried to reassure her, [I promise I'll not let them hurt you. I'll get you out!]
[But how Davy?] she whispered, curiosity briefly overpowering her fear, [How are you dong this?]
[I can't explain now,] he 'said' calmly, [but I promise I will when we get you home.] He briefly tried to 'reach' and 'see' her surroundings but nothing happened, wherever she was being held was beyond his normal mental reach. [Emmy,] he 'said', [tell me what happened to you, where are you?]

[I don't know Davy,] she whispered, her panic rising again, [I was waiting for you and this van stopped, and these men dragged me inside... you gotta help me Davy, you gotta!]
David soothed her rising hysteria again. [Emmy, I need you to concentrate,] he 'said' earnestly, [I need you to keep talking to me so I can find you.]
[But what do I say Davy?] she asked puzzled by what he wanted her to do.
[Anything,] he replied smiling, [Everything. Tell me how your day was at school.]

As Emily began to think of her day at school, David kept his telepathic link to her mind at a minimum whilst quickly running to the garage to get his bike. He then cycled hard to get back to the bus stop where she had been snatched. [Emmy,] he 'called' to her, interrupting her flowing recitation of her day's events, [I need you to remember exactly what happened when you were grabbed.]
[They...] she sobbed quietly as she relived her abduction, [they pulled me into their van and held something over my mouth. I tried to get away, but I fell asleep and woke up tied here... Please hurry Davy... I'm scared.]
[Don't worry Emmy,] he tried to comfort her, [I'll get you out of there... I promise!] David thought for a moment, with no idea of the route they took after snatching Emily he didn't know where to go to look for her. He looked around, wondering if someone had seen the van drive off or something...

[Davy?] Emily asked tremulously, her fear still very real, [are you still there?]
[I'm here Emmy,] he reassured her, surprised that she had felt his slight withdrawal. Then he realised that he had felt a very slight tug away from town when she had called him. [I need you to keep talking to me so I can find you,] he explained as he climbed back on his bike, [and don't worry if I don't answer, I'm coming to get you as fast as I can.]
[Ok Davy,] she whispered, and he could feel her fear lighten a little bit, [now where was I?... oh yes, English...]

David withdrew his presence slightly from Emily's mind, not enough to stop 'hearing' her, but enough so that he could feel the mental tug easier. He pedalled in the direction his senses pulled him, as well as the roads and paths would let him. He was pushing himself hard, feeling the muscles of his legs burn with fatigue, when he realised with a moaned, "I'm an idiot," that he could probably propel himself faster telekinetically. He stopped pedalling and concentrated on 'pushing' the wheels around. He rolled along rapidly, riding at reckless speeds, only slowing when absolutely necessary, to make a turn or stop at traffic lights.
As he rode his mind seethed with fear for Emily. Who had taken her and why? What if they did something to her before he could find her; he would never be able to forgive himself if anything happened to his little sister.

Eventually the pull from Emily led him to a section of the city he had never been to before, the buildings were older and grimier, and there was a lot less traffic. He stopped outside of what looked like an old disused warehouse, breathing hard and feeling drained of energy.
[Davy!] Emily shrieked with fear, [I can hear someone...]
David dropped his bike and sprinted up to the wall of the warehouse. [I'm here Emmy,] he comforted her again, [don't worry, I'm here.] He then ran along the base of the wall to the nearest door he could see and sent his perception through it, looking to see if anyone was there. He telekinetically 'pulled' open the door and ran through into the dark warehouse, still following the faint pull from Emily's mind.

Emily was frightened out of her wits; at first she thought the voices in her head were fantasies, but she soon believed David could somehow talk to her, and was coming to rescue her. She continued to recite the days events, trying to stay as calm as possible like Davy had asked, until finally she could hear the scrape of footsteps coming closer. She breathed a deep sigh of relief, David was here the take her home.

"I know I can't spoil the merchandise," a gruff voice announced from beside her head, "but you and me are gonna have some fun bitch!"
"Davy!" Emily shrieked at the top of her lungs, startling the brute beside her. "I can hear someone..."
He slapped his hand over her mouth and growled menacingly, "Shut up bitch... yeah... I know a good way to shut you up."
Emily heard the loud rasp of a zip being jerked down and screamed again, "Davy!!"

David heard Emily's scream in his mind, and simultaneously from across the warehouse. He ran towards her across the dark empty space, using his sense of perception to let him see in the darkness. As he approached the office structure in the far corner he could see that it was lit by feeble electric lights and could see a large shadowy form through the grimy windows.
Suddenly he heard another mental shriek of anguish and fear from Emily. He 'reached' beyond the walls of the office, grasped the large brute of a man around his body and yanked him hard away from Emily. "Get away from her, you bastard!" he shouted with righteous anger boiling through him as he slammed the man through the flimsy wooden structure and out into the warehouse space.

The brute climbed to his feet, shook off the debris and dust covering him and spat on the floor, he stood over six-foot tall and was over 250lbs. "I don't know how the fuck you did that kid," he snarled threateningly, "but you're gonna regret it!"
The fear and anger pumping in his veins gave David a strength he had never felt before. This bastard had kidnapped his sister and was going to pay. He slammed a telekinetic 'fist' into the brute's stomach, causing him to fold with a gasp. David clenched his 'fist' and backhanded it at the brute's head as punctuation as he snarled back at him, "You," once, "will," twice, "never," three times he struck the brute before he could regain his breath, finally knocking him to the ground. "Hurt anyone ever again," David continued, he then lifted the man up from where he had fallen and slammed his limp body into the corrugated metal siding of the warehouse wall.

As the body of the man slumped at the foot of the wall unmoving, David felt his strength and anger draining from him. He trudged into the wrecked office to find Emily, still trussed up and weeping in terror, where she lay on a dirty thin mattress. "Emmy," David called softly to her, "I'm here now... you're safe."
Emily sobbed loudly as David knelt beside her, "Oh Davy... I didn't think you were gonna get to me... he was... he was gonna..."
David softly stroked her tear stained cheek as he slipped her blindfold up off her eyes. "Shh Emmy," he soothed her softly, "he can't hurt you now... Let's get you out of here." He then telekinetically pulled on the rope that bound her hands and feet, parting it from her wrists and ankles and leaving it shredded in pieces on the mattress. He gently lifted her up, and cradled her in his arms as she continued to sob softly into his shoulder. He murmured soothing nothings into her ears and kissed her forehead as he carried her out of the wrecked office and through the dim warehouse to the door he had entered by.

When he reached his bike he moved to put Emily back on her feet but she whimpered piteously and held onto his neck tighter. He didn't really want to put her down either, so he 'lifted' his bike and climbed on 'supporting' Emily and himself as he 'pushed' off without pedalling. The ride home was smoother and much more sedate; Emily continued to hold onto David tightly as her sobbing slowly ebbed to little hiccups and eventually silence. David knew she was sleeping, he had felt her mind slowly relax from her ordeal and unwind until she faded away into sleep.

Once home again, David carried Emily to her room and gently laid her on her bed. He watched her silently for a moment and thought about what might have happened. [How could I have let that happen?] he thought, castigating himself, [It wouldn't have happened if I hadn't been late meeting her! I might have lost her!] He continued to chastise himself for how selfish he'd been recently, and not just with Emily. With a heavy heart he staggered from her room and wandered into his own feeling shattered, more enervated and drained than he had ever felt before. He fell crashing back onto his bed and quickly succumbed to an exhausted slumber.

David awoke a short while later feeling a little refreshed and found, to his surprise, that Emily had snuggled into his right side with her head tucked onto his shoulder, her arm lying over his chest and her knee lying over his thighs. He thought about how her kidnap could traumatise her. Possibly change the happy, vibrant nine-year-old girl, leaving her a frightened and introverted shell of her former self. He couldn't let that happen. After a little thought David decided to block out the bad memories of her ordeal, adjust her so she would never remember that it happened and save her the heartache and anguish.

He closed his eyes to better concentrate, and slowly slid deep into Emily's mind. It was like slipping into a pool of crystal clear water, her innocence and purity felt delightfully refreshing. He had only just begun to search for the correct memories when he felt her stir beside him.
[What are you doing?] she asked him curiously, but not verbally.

David was surprised that she had felt his presence in her mind, no one else had ever done so before. His first reaction was to deny doing anything; but he felt he should be honest with her, he felt he owed her that much and more because of his previous behaviour. [I'm going to help you Emmy,] he 'said' softly, [help you forget what happened.]

Emily shuddered slightly at the memory of her kidnapping, it had been horrible but she didn't want to forget anything. She sat up and looked at David firmly and shook her head. [No Davy,] she thought determinedly, [I don't want to forget, I want to know all about it... all about how you can do what you did... how I can hear you in my head... you promised me!]

David was astounded as he felt a vague feeling of pressure, as he felt himself being slowly squeezed out of Emily's mind, like a bubble pushed up from the depths of the ocean, until he rested on the outer surface. He was still in telepathic contact with her, but was no longer deep within her mind where he could make her forget. He looked at her, deep into her sparkling dark brown eyes. [How did you do that?] he asked silently, looking surprised.

[Do what?] she replied innocently, and then smiled lightly as she playfully slapped his shoulder, [Don't try and change the subject.] She then continued, [How can we talk like this, in our heads? How did you find me? How did you rescue me from that man?]
David smiled feeling reassured at her rapid fire questions; it looked like her experience would not traumatise her as he had feared. [I don't know for sure,] he replied carefully, [all I know is, I started to be able to do strange stuff after my accident...]

"Like what?" she interrupted, speaking aloud in her excitement and shifting to kneel before her brother.
"Well," he smiled, "like this..." he then 'grasped' Emily and gently 'lifted' her telekinetically from the bed.
"Eep!!" she squeaked in surprise, and then began to giggle as David 'tickled' her all over for a few moments before sitting her back on the bed, puffing from her giggles.
[And the telepathy as well,] he grinned, as he joined his mind back to the edges of Emily's.
Emily frowned at David, feeling slightly uncomfortable with they way their minds met and shrugged her shoulders as she instinctively shrugged the mental contact into a better fit.

Their two minds suddenly slipped even closer together, meshing closer than they ever had before, complimenting each other, communing and merging until David felt like he was sharing Emily's entire being and she felt like she was sharing his. They both looked at each other wide eyed, amazed by the depth and breadth of their mergence, astounded by how complete their mental union was.

[[Greetings,]] both David and Emily were equally stunned as they 'heard' a pleasant tenor 'voice' deep within their joined minds.
And then another 'voice' alto this time, [[Welcome.]]
And another, [[It's the new ones. Welcome children.]]

David and Emily stared at each other, goggling in their mutual surprise. A wash of warmth, laughter and wisdom flowed through their linked minds as more 'voices' joined the throng in their joyous welcome, [[Welcome to the next step in Humanity's evolution.]]

[What... Who... who are you?] David asked nervously.
[[I am Adam, and we are like you,]] the tenor voice answered and then the alto added, [[I am Beth, and we are very like you.]]
David could feel them smiling with amusement as Adam continued, [[We are a little older and perhaps a little wiser, but similar nonetheless.]]

[But why haven't you talked to me before?] David protested, [let me know you were there?]
[[You weren't ready,]] Adam answered apologetically, [[you were all fire, passion and desire for self gratification.]] Then Beth continued, [[Your sister's empathy and compassion for others completes you, makes you whole.]]

[I see,] David thought, feeling deeply ashamed of his previous behaviour. [I was being punished.]
[[Not at all,]] Adam replied with a mental chuckle, [[you were merely being quarantined.]] Then Beth added, [[Until we could see how you both developed.]]

[Both?] David started, [You mean...]
[I'm one of you too?] Emily finished incredulously.
[[Yes,]] they replied together, with a little surprise and wry amusement at themselves. [[Although you developed much earlier than we had anticipated,]] Adam added with a chuckle, and then Beth continued, [[Probably due to David being so deep in your mind so often.]]

Emily looked quizzically at David for a moment, "What do they mean?"
David smiled sheepishly at her and stammered, "Erm... Well... You see..."
[[Allow us,]] Adam and Beth chorused.

Suddenly, Emily felt memories, that she didn't even suspect she had, begin to unfold themselves and flow out through her conscious thoughts. One after another, memories of David in her mind, manipulating her and controlling her blossomed before her inner eyes along with memories of powerful explosions of pleasure at his hands and mouth.

Once the inner review had finished, Emily looked at David and shook her head sadly. Not so much angry as disappointed.
"I am so sorry Emmy," David said, mortified by his actions with his sister, "I'm really, really sorry."
"So am I Davy," she responded softly, as she put her hand on his knee. "But I'm more sorry that you made me forget... why did you do that?"
"I... I don't know," he stammered, feeling nonplussed. He had expected anger or condemnation, but not that question.
"I mean..." she said smiling with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes, "Why make me forget that we had so much fun together?"
David ran his fingers through his hair and smiled a perplexed apology at Emily. "I don't know," he said softly, unable to think of a good answer to her unexpected question. Finally he shrugged and replied, "I guess I didn't think you would like what I'd done to you..."
Emily grinned at her brother, "You idiot!" before she chuckled and leant closer to hug him tight. "I think you just liked having your own way all the time."

As Emily and David hugged, they failed to notice as the other 'voices' in their minds slipped away one by one. Finally only the first two remained. Adam announced with a chuckle, [[We will leave you two alone,]] before withdrawing himself. Beth added, [[We will be back later, to answer any questions you may have,]] and then softly vanished.

David smiled sheepishly at Emily and asked, "So you're truly not mad at me?" not really able to believe his good fortune.
"How could I be?" she asked grinning, "you saved my life." She then looked puzzled, "But I do have one question... why didn't you ever 'do it' with me like you did with that girl in school?"

David's jaw dropped in astonishment at Emily's question. "What?" he faltered in surprise, "You... you mean you want to fuck... I mean to 'do it' with me?"
Emily blushed at her own boldness, and at Davy's naughty word, but nodded vigorously as she grinned, "Yeah, it looked like fun!"
David grinned back at her as he felt his dick stirring in his trousers. "It is," he nodded, "the best fun ever!" He quickly jumped off of the bed and began to swiftly strip off his clothes. In his haste he managed to get his foot tangled in his trousers. By the time he had pulled them off, turning them inside out in the process, Emily was lying back on his bed completely naked giggling at him, as she slowly trailed her fingers over her plump hairless pussy mound where it was squeezed between her slender thighs.

"Can I do that for you?" David smiled, and then cursed himself silently as he realised he had fallen right back into his old habit. He had asked her to let him do it and, because of his compulsion, she would have to agree.
"No thanks," Emily grinned, "I want you to lick me first instead!" and then spread her legs wide apart, still lightly stroking her slightly parted pussy lips.
David was surprised at Emily's reply, but grinned, happy that she was obviously thinking for herself and not under his control anymore.

He knelt on the end of his bed and leant over Emily's waist before softly kissing just at the top of her bald slit. "Your wish is my command," he grinned at her and then ducked lower and slowly trailed the tip of his tongue lightly up and along her slit from the bottom to the top.
Emily shivered slightly and sighed at the pleasant feeling of warmth spreading from her pussy where Davy was lightly licking her. She sighed again and moaned softly as she felt the familiar mushy feeling of her mounting excitement deep within her.

David slowly increased the pressure and depth of each lick as he lapped at her, each time licking a little harder and a little deeper. He slowly eased the tip of his tongue between her plump flushed pussy lips at the base of her slit, until he had just entered her moist hole.
Emily couldn't suppress another moan of pleasure as she felt Davy's warm tongue squeeze its way between her lips and into her hole, but she wanted more. [Lick my button Davy,] she demanded as she groaned aloud, [lick my button!]

David slid his hands under Emily's firm bum to hold her as he supported himself on his elbows and, without warning, lapped from the base of her slit to her tiny clit before he sucked it between his lips. He sucked on her small button and flicked at it with his tongue.
"Mmmmmm" Emily moaned at the knot of pleasure expanding deep inside of her, but still she wanted more.

David circled the hard little nubbin of Emily's clit with his tongue as he sucked hard, driving another delicious moan of wonton need from his sister. He could feel the build up within her, the build up of a bubble of pleasure deep in her belly as she flexed her hips up at his rapidly darting tongue, trying to force him to speed up his relaxed pace. Ignoring her impatient thrusts, David pulled his sucking lips off of her small but firm little clit and swiftly lapped down her slit to her copiously leaking hole and pushed his tongue at it. As her entrance opened to let his tongue in, Emily groaned loudly and David tasted her unique flavour that he loved so much.
Emily couldn't hold still as David's tongue pushed into her. The pleasure she felt kept building slowly as she thrust her hips up at his talented mouth and laced her fingers into his hair as she held him at her enflamed sex.

David could wait no longer; the pleasure he could feel building in them both was driving him on relentlessly. He lifted his head from Emily's dribbling pussy with one last parting lick and then pulled himself up to lay over her with his rigid dick aimed at the heart of her spread thighs. He gently swiped the head of his dick through Emily's drooling entrance a few times, coating it with her streaming juices, before he pushed it against the tight, hot opening between her pussy lips.
The desire to just thrust into Emily hard and impale her on his dick was almost overwhelming for David but with her pleasure in mind, he managed to hold with his cock head pushing snugly at her moist entrance.
Emily moaned disappointedly with loss as David pulled away, but then felt butterflies of anticipation flutter through her tummy as he gently poised himself between her legs. She stared up at her brother's eyes with her lower lip between her teeth and trembled. As she saw love welling in them she decided that she was willing to endure pain if need be and whispered, "Please Davy... please love me!"

Slowly and steadily David eased his throbbing hard dick into Emily's small and tight but very wet sheath. His own concentration on easing it in and out, gaining a little depth with each small thrust was all that kept him from cumming too soon.
Emily screwed up her eyes as Davy slowly forced his hard cock into her. The feeling of being so full and so stretched was almost painful, but was bearable. As she relaxed she felt the tightness ease and the feelings flowing from her stretched little pussy began to feel good again.

David finally reached bottom and stopped, letting himself get used to Emily's tightness, like a hot and wet velvet clamp around his cock. He slowly withdrew, sliding almost all the way out before driving slowly back in.
Emily moaned with desire as David slowly made love to her. She could feel every ridge and vein of his hard shaft as he oh so slowly pumped it in and out of her sensitive pussy. Each slow drive in dragged her button along the top of his shaft and pushed her pleasure up. She wrapped her arms around Davy's neck and pulled him down to kiss him. [Oh Davy,] she moaned in his mind, [this is so good! Sooo goooood!!]

David was sliding his full length in and out with each stroke as he slowly fucked his sister. He could tell that she was beginning to enjoy her first fuck as she began to twitch her hips up to meet his. He was a little surprised when she pulled his head down and kissed him, but they were soon playfully wrestling their tongues together in a passion filled kiss.
David slid his hard cock deep into his sister's hot wet sheath and then held her cuddled to him as he rolled over onto his back, taking her with him. Emily's legs slid to either side of his as he slipped his hands down her back to cup and squeeze her bum as he continued to slowly and sensuously fuck her.
Emily hunched her hips down at Davy in time with his slow thrusts up into her. Each slow, but deep, penetration brought her closer to him as their pleasure and feelings for each other grew and merged. [Oh Davy,] she moaned deep in their minds, [I love you!]

David could feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest as both his and Emily's shared pleasure grew, and he was finding it more and more difficult to maintain his slow steady pace.
Emily pulled away from their sensuous kiss and pushed up on her arms as she bobbed herself on Davy's cock, bouncing herself up and down his shaft and moaned, "Oooooh!" She revelled in the pleasure she was feeling as she increased her speed, slapping her bum against Davy's hips as she worked herself towards the explosion she craved.

David slid his hands from Emily's sexily flexing bum, up her sweaty body and stopped over her small but hard nipples to tweak them between forefinger and thumb. He rubbed and lightly twisted them, feeling their shared delight increase even further.
Emily gasped at the feeling spreading from her neglected nipples and then grinned at Davy as she increased the pace of her fucking once more. Abandoning the slow pace, Emily thrust herself down on Davy's cock hard and fast, rapidly driving the both of them up and through into their shared orgasm.

David could feel Emily's tight cunt fluttering around his dick as she rapidly fucked herself on him, bringing their mutual pleasure to a crashing crescendo. Her already tight silken sheath rippled down on his cock, feeling like it was sucking on him, driving all thoughts from his head. He grunted as he thrust up into her sucking depths and felt liquid fire sear its way up his shaft to send spurt after spurt deep inside her immature womb as the world went white.
Emily felt Davy's hard thrust, and the hot feeling of his sperm jetting deep inside her set off her own climax. She squealed with rapture as her body exploded with pleasure and the world went white.

Both Emily and David were floating in an empty white nothing, feeling their combined pleasure washing back and forth between them ebbing slowly.
[I love you!] Emily said simply, sharing her contentment and happiness with Davy.
[I love you!] David replied, feeling complete, and happier than he ever had before.

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Epilogue:

[You know we should!] Emily stated for the umpteenth time as she kissed him again.
[Ok, ok,] David chuckled as he finally gave in to her demands. [If we left them alone, they wouldn't know what I had done... but if you insist, I suppose we should fix it.]

It was after midnight as they lay on David's bed wrapped in each other's arms, gently snuggling their minds together. Emily had insisted that they remove David's mental 'footprints' from everyone's minds, but it had taken some gentle coaxing to get him to agree.

United, they subtly inserted their merged selves into Rick's sleeping mind and swiftly encapsulated the memories of David's telekinetic acts; hiding them away from his conscious thoughts. They wiped clean the compulsive fear David had forced upon Rick and removed his hatred and anger. They also silently slid into Nikki's slumbering mind and hid the memories she had of her times with David.
The Emily half of their union paused a moment as they were finishing up and a wash of warmth and amusement spread through them. [What?] David asked her.
[Just this,] Emily replied with a mental chuckle. She used David's expertise to subtly lower Nikki's inhibitions and change her fondness for Rick into something stronger, and then darted back over to Rick's mind and increased his compassion for Nikki.
[Why'd you do that?] David asked, puzzled.
[It's obvious Rick loves Nikki,] Emily replied with a surge of sympathy, [but Nikki was only fond of him, but maybe she will grow to love him properly now.]

David was reluctant to enter Jim's mind and tried to hold their union back when they approached him. [You know we must,] Emily chided him, [we have to protect ourselves as well as the others.]
[I know,] David replied with a mental sigh, [but do we have to make him forget everything?]
Together they carefully wormed their way into Jim's sleeping mind and scouted around. [You see,] Emily pointed out to David, [he is jealous of your gift. Imagine what would happen if he knew there were others, or even just knew about me.]
[I see what you mean,] David sighed resignedly.
Together they carefully hid all of Jim's memories of David's abilities and then moved on to his little sister, Cindy.

Emily chuckled when they had slipped into Cindy's slumbering mind and read there what David had done. [Thinking of creating your own harem of little slave girls Davy?] she asked him, her amusement again washing over them both.
David glowed with embarrassment. [Well...] he started.
[Let's leave her like this,] Emily suggested with a mental grin like the Cheshire cat's. [She can't remember what happens when she is a slave, and she enjoys it when she is, so...] She then dashed back to Jim's mind and reopened his memory of David hypnotizing her, but subtly changed it to normal hypnosis. [There,] she announced, satisfied, [they will be able to enjoy each other if they want to now.]

David opened his eyes and looked at his sister. [Now,] he asked tentatively, [what about mum?]
Emily felt him watching her and opened her eyes to look back at him. [You never did anything with her, or when she could find out,] she replied looking puzzled, [so why do we need to do anything?]
David smiled and ducked down to give her a quick kiss on the forehead. [What would she do if she caught us like this?] he asked smiling, and indicated their compromising position.
[Oh! I see,] Emily replied looking astonished. Her expression slowly melted into a sensual grin as she replied, [I know... follow me.]

With their minds meshed together again, they flowed stealthily into their mother's sleeping mind and made a number of small, subtle changes; such that she would accept their altered relationship as normal but still keep it a secret from others.

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