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"Six finals down and one to go," said a young man with a sigh of a breath, "a good thing it’s only reading or I would drop."
Standing outside a wall of yellow lockers he stood there with a backpack on one shoulder and his tall body slouched over. He had short curly blond hair and a long face with a narrow chin. He was tall when he stood up strait, so his cloths always looked stretched out. This eighteen-year-old man went by the name Kevin Wygle, and his was his last day of highschool before Christmas vacation. Kevin was speaking to a shorter, but equally aged, young man with thick brown hair and a muscular build. His name was Donald "Don" Maharg and he was smiling for a good reason.
"I’m done with all my finals," Don said smiling. "The last thing I’ve got is the spot where my study hall would be."
Kevin looked confused, "wait a moment wouldn’t you be aloud to skip it then, and go home. You know home where the computer and TV are, and where I would love to go if I didn’t have to work right after school."
Don smiled wide and pulled something from his backpack. By all appearances it looked like a portable radio. It was black plastic with a handle out the top and a row of buttons just below the handle. There was a spot of slits in the plastic where the speaker would be behind.
There was an odd rectangular hole on one side. By all accounts it looked like a radio without the row of frequencies or knobs on it. "If I go home then I wouldn’t be able to play with Teresa that I know is having her math final during that time," Don said grinning.
"And if I had any idea what you were talking about I would be more concerned," Kevin said opening his locker and pulling a thick text book out.
"Well," Don began then he seemed to change his mind and flipped open a compartment on the back of the ‘radio’ and pulled out a strange triangle shaped disk. It was about the size of a poker chip and each point on the triangle were a different color, red, green, and black there the colors seemed to bleed into each other where they met and at the middle. The triangle looked like plastic that a person could almost see through. "I think it would be better just to show you."
Don handed the chip to Kevin who looked at it closer to see if there was anything to it. Don pulled out another chip for himself and then pressed one of the buttons on top of the radio.
"And what did you want to show me?" Kevin asked feeling that his friend was wasting his time.
"Did you notice how quiet it’s suddenly become," Don asked with an evil grin. Indeed the sound had completely stopped in the crowded highschool hallway. There was a reason for that since no one was moving. Every person besides Don and Kevin were frozen in exactly the position that they were when Don pressed the button. There was a young woman with her hair in mid twirls. There was the young man with his hand in mid scratch of his crotch. Two young men were inches away from a high-five. A young woman’s dress was frozen in the position of bellowing out from her well shaped tanned legs.
"Oh my God," Kevin said looking around at the museum of statues that he just found himself in.
"I know isn’t this cool," Don said going up to a tall brunet woman. Her blue jeans were tight in her butt and snatch. Her yellow shirt was tight against her large breasts, and it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. "You wouldn’t believe how good Pam’s nipples feel against your lips until you try them." Don started to pull up the woman’s yellow shirt.
"Oh that’s, that is just disturbing," Kevin said with conviction. "I can’t believe you. You play with the girls, sexually, when they are helpless to stop you. That is sick. I can’t believe that you would go around and you probably rape them too. Oh fuck you do, don’t you. Oh God you are a sick bastard!" Kevin pulled Don’s hand out and slapped the chip into it. Kevin was too mad for words as he looked into the eyes of his stunned friend. Kevin stormed off down the hall of frozen people with only his footfalls making the world seem real.
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The mall was packed with late Christmas shoppers. There were people sweating in their thick coats and needing ice cold drinks to cool themselves down in the Chicago winter. People had large paper bags with paper handles filled with items wrapped in paper to give to people. Everywhere were easily cleaned up artificial snow. Hanging from polls were electric-light bulbs that Edison would have fallen to his knees on awe to witness. White plastic pipe had been bent and red electrical tape applied to make the appearance of oversized candy canes. One Santa Claus was wishing luck to another Santa Claus that was just coming on shift. Christmas music was in the air trying to make the world seem more cheerful than it really was. Chicago was never cheerful, and not at Christmas time. The people were loud and rude with gestures for one another that they didn’t what their children, usually standing nearby, to use. This was Christmas in Chicago.
"Hey bud how’s it going?" Don asked the not busy Kevin behind the counter at the mall’s Radio Shack. The store had three customers looking at the remote-controlled toys sitting in the middle of the store, and none of the customers looked like they wanted to buy anything. Don was dressed as he was in school, and had his back pack slung over one shoulder.
Kevin was dressed in the black pants and the black shirt of a Radio Shack employee and a headset over his ear for easy summoning from his boss. His boss was a short forty something woman with a bad complection and a worse dye job on her supposed blond hair. "Hey Don," Kevin said looking tired, "long day already, but my finals are finally over with. How about you?"
"Me? I’m fine and dandy," Don said leaning on the counter.
Kevin’s boss came over to the pair and said in the tone that she knew she was the boss, "hey tell your friend to buy something or buzz off."
"Okay I’m leaving," Don said getting off the glass counter. Just then a customer had a question and she went away. "Ask for a break," Don said to Kevin.
"She’ll never let me have one," Kevin said. "She would rather I piss my pants than let me go have a break."
"Just ask I’m sure she’ll say yes," Don said swinging his backpack round and opening the zipper. He pulled out one of the triangle chips and just as Kevin was about to say his first word to his boss Don pressed the button. To anyone looking all that would have appeared to have happened would be that Don had shifted his feet without anyone noticing. Yet what someone saw and what happened was completely different.
"Mrs. Abbott may I go on break for a few minutes," Kevin said to his shorter boss.
"Why sure have a fifteen minute break," she said in a cheery voice that was far different the one she had just used a few moments ago. Kevin looked shocked and then not wanting to loose a good thing all but ran out the front of the store into the crowd of people. Don quickly followed.
"Damn," Kevin said shaking his head, "she’s never said ‘yes’ before, or for that matter said anything kind to me before." Don had a wide grin on his face showing his white teeth. "How did you know she would say yes?"
Don pulled the radio out of his backpack and showed Kevin, "because of this."
"Put that thing away," Kevin said. "I don’t even want to think about what you . . . Oh my God you used it somehow. You did something to my boss. Don, I love you like a brother, but that thing is dangerous, now get rid of it."
"I was afraid you were going to say something like that," Don said with a chip still in hand he pressed a button on the radio. No one noticed anything was different, but Kevin did. "Now how do you feel about my little toy?" Don asked his friend once more.
A wicked grin filled Kevin’s long face. He looked around at the many people who were walking around minding their own business. "I say, give me one of those triangle things," Kevin said holding out his hand.
Don handed over one from the compartment and then pressed the button again. Again the sound that was relentless in the mall stopped and all there was for Don and Kevin to hear was the ringing in their ears. There was the mother in mid swing of her arm about to connect with a young child in the middle of a loud cry. There was a man with his head and drink tilted almost up-side-down, frozen waiting for the ice to fall to his face. A herd of teenage girls had their mouths open in mid complain of something trivial. One fraction of a second had been stretched into infinity.
"This is so cool," Kevin said dancing around in the stopped world. "This, this . . . you did something to me didn’t you. The same thing you did to my boss wasn’t it."
"Yeah," Don said with a flush.
"Thanks man," Kevin said giving the high-five signal and the two slapped skin together. "So where’d that thing come from?"
Don took a seat on the edge of one of the potted plants around the mall. "I went to that old abandoned government research place outside of the city. I think it was an old army base. Well I hoped to find something, and in the ceiling tiles I did. This thing," Don said holding up the radio, "and well you’ll have to take a look for yourself, but bingo I am now a god."
"And these disks," Kevin said holding up the one in his hand, "what about them?"
"That’s the cool part I was only able to find five of them, and I destroyed one by cutting it apart. Boy was that a mistake, it exploded in my face. The damn thing nearly took my eyebrows off. But you see the different colored points?"
"Yeah."
"Well get this," Don said swallowing to make his mouth work, "if you touch the green tip to someone’s forehead, while they’re frozen, and speak to them then anything you tell them they’ll think, believe, remember, forget, or whatever. That’s how I got your bitch of a boss to give you a break. The black tip will let anyone frozen to enter the frozen world. Mind you if you want a woman to have sex with you when time has stopped then I would advise using the green tip first. You then re-freeze them by touching the black tip to their head again."
There was a pause and then Kevin asked, "and what does the red tip do?"
Don had that wicked smile again, "I’ll let you figure that one out for yourself."
Kevin grinned too, "fun, so how long do we have?"
"Until the batteries run out," Don said holding up the radio. "Now I put them in yesterday so to be conservative I would say four hours until the batteries can’t run the toy anymore."
"Cool," Kevin said looking at his watch. "So we have four hours to . . . "
"Fuck whomever you can find," Don said excited.
Kevin smiled too looking around. "You go that way and I’ll go this way, and we meet back here in four hours," Kevin said taking off down one way of the completely still mall.
"Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do," Don yelled at his friend.
"Don’t worry I’m not gay," Kevin yelled back.
"Hey I’m not gay," Don yelled to Kevin who disappeared from view.
Kevin strode through the throngs of people looking this way and that. All the while, thinking about the fact he only had four hours to do all the things he wanted to do. Some of the women were pretty, and he would stop to look at them. One brunet he even squeezed her breasts, but he moved on. It was, after all, a large mall, and there were so many women to choose from. Just in passing Kevin looked into a clothing store, and there she was.
Her hair was golden silk that caught the light, just right, to shine. Her face was soft and with little makeup on it that only accented her natural beauty. Her face had an oval shape and a cute button nose on her pale white skin. She had sharp ocean blue eyes that no artist could possibly capture. Her body was to die for with her hips flaring out into long legs from a narrow waist. Her calf muscles were in the process of being used for the pointed heals of her boots. She had on tight fitting white pants and her large ample breasts were encased in a fuzzy white short sleeved top. Over that was a long and thick white coat with a hood that was rimmed with fake animal fur.
Kevin wanted her, and now he had the power to take her. She was holding up a shirt looking down on it, so Kevin didn’t have any trouble putting the green point of the chip to her head. Kevin cleared his throat, "you are horny. You are so horny your pussy is dripping went. You are hotter than you believed possible, beyond your wildest fantasy. You need sex. You can’t do anything but think about, and perform sex with the next person you see. Moving person, the next moving person you see." Kevin took the chip away licking his dry lips. He was about to put the black tip to her head when he quickly put the green tip again to her flawless brow, "you will not be concerned or distracted by the rest of the mall frozen, and you will do whatever I say." Kevin pulled the chip away, proud of himself for thinking of what he just said. Kevin pulled off his black shirt and dropped his black pants, kicking off his shoes, he was wearing only his boxers, socks, and watch. Kevin carefully pointed the black tip of the triangle at the blond woman’s head, and then, just for an instant, touched the skin.
The first action was her dropping the shirt and then those hands that were previously frozen were now in motion to her breasts. Her blue eyes were closed as she moaned as her fingers felt her mounds. One hand snaked down to between her legs and her eyes opened, as well as her mouth. When she saw Kevin standing there mostly naked, she gave out a grunt. The animal instincts were flushing through her body, and those same instincts were acted upon with the same type of animal ferocity. She all but jumped upon the equally horny man. She slapped her mouth against his and sucked for all she was worth as her tongue wiggled into Kevin’s mouth and started to play around. Her lips were still locked with his when she stripped off her coat and started to wiggle out of her tight pants, she wasn’t wearing panties. She broke off the kiss just long enough for her to stip off her shirt, and then she started to use her mouth again. Kevin’s shaft was sticking out of his boxer shorts and she latched onto it like a leech, and she started to suck and slurp like that was her only purpose in life. Kevin brushed her blond hair out of the way so he could see the action of her head going up and down on his shaft. Kevin felt it coming inside him. The blond creature that was attached to his dick had opened the valve that he had kept shut and now he was about to break loose.
"I’m cumming!" Kevin yelled.
The blond detached from his dick. "Shut up and fuck," was all she said as she put her bare bottom onto his nine-inch shaft. She started to do all the work her hips up and down on the lubricated shaft. Kevin reached up and grabbed her bouncing breasts. As he started to caress them, she helped him out with what she wanted done, but covering his hands with hers and started to really crush and kneed her large mounds. The blond gave out a little squeal as she started to have an orgasm, and that was same time that Kevin couldn’t hold it back any longer and he shot his sperm deep inside her. As Kevin pumped into her, she pumped on him. Her orgasm was long and intense as each wave of muscle contraction and surge of pleasure filled her mind as each surge of cum from Kevin filled her cunt. When finally Kevin was dry and the blond’s orgasm had passed she was still humping his pelvis.
About that time Kevin realized that he made her too sexually charged. He looked around and there was the chip just out of reach of his left hand. He started to stretch for it, and just as he touched it the blond touched him. She grabbed his head and, while keeping his dick inside her while she continued to hump his stiffening cock, she gave him a very powerful kiss on his mouth.
Not to say Kevin didn’t like it, but he realized his mistake. Without looking he reached for the chip, and with luck he felt it and picked it up. While she was still lipped locked with him, Kevin placed the black end upon her forehead. It was like nothing that could be described. There was the blond in a mid kiss, with her hair half in the air, and her hips were at the peak of another thrust. Kevin pushed hard on her right shoulder and the frozen woman flipped over. Kevin stood up and looked down at his dick, which was admitting defeat and was surrendering to gravity. Kevin looked over at the blond, who was on her back and her legs and arms in the air and her mouth was still in kissing position where her tongue extended from her lips.
Kevin looked around and put his cloths back on, being careful of his zipper. He then crouched down to the blond woman and carefully put the green tip of the chip to her head. "You are no longer sexually charged. You will get up and put on the clothing you had on before and pick up the shirt that you were holding. You will not speak, but you will simply obey." Kevin then turned the chip and pressed the black tip to her head. The blond did just as she was told and then when she was holding the shirt she was looking at Kevin with a wide grin and a sparkle in her blue eyes. Kevin smiled back as he walked up to her and put the black tip of the chip to her head. Again she was frozen in time. Kevin positioned her as he found her and then touched the green tip to her head again, "You will forget we had sex. You will forget ever even seeing me. You will not know where the cum between your legs came from, but you will not care. You will not realize anything has happened." Kevin positioned her in the exact position she was when he came in the store. Kevin wiped sweat from his head and walked back into the walkway of the mall.
Kevin looked at his watch and couldn’t believe it. All that happened with the blond only took twenty-five minutes. He felt it was more like an hour. Kevin smiled at the power that he now had as he flipped the chip over his fingers like it was a coin. When he stopped the chip, it was sticking up with the red point. Kevin looked at it and decided that it was time to find out what it did.
Kevin walked up to a tall brunet woman dressed in a black business dress. She had on a long raincoat and three inches high heals. Her face seemed too small for her body with a sharply pointed chin and very accented cheek bones. Long lashes were above and below brown eyes, and her hair was bound up and had a few strands falling down her face. This was the person that Kevin wanted to test on. The first thing Kevin did, was just touch the red tip to her forehead. Nothing happened. Kevin then touched the red tip to her chest, between her breasts. Nothing happened. Kevin decided to go for broke and touched the tip between her legs. Nothing happened. "Well my dear," Kevin said to the frozen woman touching the red tip to her head thinking it took a moment to warm up, "maybe it’s broken. I mean you are quite fetching in your own right. By the looks of you, I doubt that you get much sex. I mean your breasts are far too small. Now if your breasts were say the size of watermelons-." Kevin was cut off by a ripping sound. The woman’s breasts exploded out of her top flopping down her frozen chest. Kevin realized that his mouth was open. Her breasts were larger than anything normal could be and gravity had hold of them pulling them down to almost her waste. They were a pair of limp bags of flesh in now way resembling breasts. Kevin then realized what the red tip did. He put the tip again to her forehead and spoke, "your breasts are firm, quite firm. In fact they are so firm that they stick out of your chest without support. Your back is also suited for the extra weight." As soon as Kevin spoke the woman’s breasts shot up and it was obvious that her back muscles also grew larger. She looked like a bad cartoon drawing with the two and half foot extensions on her chest. They were so large that they pushed against each other as they extended far beyond her body. Kevin doubted that she could even touch her, very large, nipples if she wanted to.
Kevin walked around the human clay he had the choice of forming. It was almost comical to see her face expressionless as her chest had changed dramatically. Kevin realized that this would attract too much attention, so he touched the red tip to her head again. "Your breasts are now B cup," and her breasts deflated, but Kevin didn’t like the size, "I mean they are now C cup. They are firm enough that you will never need to wear a bra again but soft enough they seem natural. You will also loose all your hair except for what is on top of your head." Kevin took a step back and looked her over. Her shirt was ripped apart, but her coat should cover that up until she could get a new one. Kevin did decide a few more changes. "Your eyes are now a deep green." Kevin turned the chip to the green tip, "you will have the uncontrollable urge to masturbate to orgasm at least once a day." Kevin smiled and all but skipped down the mall.
Kevin stopped at a grossly over weight woman. Her cloths were almost tents and her neck was gone with her fat head sitting on her fat round body. Kevin looked down at his chip and then to the woman, who couldn’t have been more than thirty-five years old, and then put the red tip to her head. "Fifty percent of your body fat will disappear," Kevin said. The woman’s cloths collapsed as her body seemed to shrink. Kevin thou was not that pleased as he put the chip back to her head, "Fifty percent of your remaining body fat will disappear." Again her cloths fell upon her body, and Kevin could see her female figure starting to form on her body. Kevin did decide to do one more thing, "you will know you have lost weight, and you are here to shop for new cloths. From now on you will eat healthy foods, but not too much. You will exercise extensively five times a week for at least four hours each time." Kevin took the green tip from her head and nodded at his art work and his good deed for the day. Now it was time to be evil.
Kevin strode through the frozen mall looking at his watch. He had almost two and a half hours to do whatever you want. Kevin was walking by the larger bookstore in the mall, and he decided to walk in. Kevin looked around and saw a pair at the news stand. A young man, only a few years older than Kevin, dressed in a gray hooded sweatshirt that was zipped up the front. He was looking at a political magazine. Next to him was a quite lovely brown skinned woman with long black hair. She was taller than the man next to her, and dressed too conservative for the great body she had. She had two small scars on her face, just above her right eye and before her left ear. Kevin’s penis reacted to her, and was about to put the chip to her head. "Well I don’t really go for the whole jungle fever thing," Kevin said out loud. He did put the green tip to her head, "you will have to play with your breasts for ten minutes, and you’ll really enjoy it." He took the chip away and smiled at his wicked command. When time restarted she would be unable to resist playing with herself. Those two looked so familiar.
Kevin looked around the rest of the bookstore. There were some older women, and some men looking at cook books. There behind the counter was a very good looking woman. She had on a name tag that spelled out ‘Rebecca’ attached to her red knit sweater. She had on blue jeans that looked well worn and her legs were well defined, she had to jog a lot. Her face was nice with a blunted chin and sharp cheekbones. She had dark eyes behind black rimmed glasses and her black hair was pulled back into a pony tail. Kevin licked dry lips and went up to her. He touched the red tip to her head. "Your breasts are now the size of cantaloupes and firm enough to stand up without a bra. Your waste is now 20 inches around with your back strong enough to support your breasts. Your pussy is now tight. Your hair is a bright red, all of your hair. Your eyes are now a gray color." She looked completely different. Her pants looked like they were about to fall down. Her sweater was now stretched out far from her chest. Her hair, eyebrows and all, were now as red as her sweater. Her unblinking eyes were now the color of an overcast sky. Kevin smiled as he put the green tip to her head. "You are now my slave. You have to do whatever I command of you. Whatever I tell you to feel you will feel. Whatever I tell you to think, you will think. You have to serve me. You have to obey me. You love me."
Kevin turned the coin and pressed the black tip to her head. Rebecca blinked a few times and looked around. She fell to her knees when her eyes fell upon Kevin. "Master how may I serve you?" Rebecca said to the floor with her head down.
"Take off all of your clothing," Kevin commanded to the woman.
"Yes master," she said pulling off her sweater to show she also had on a white tee shirt that was stretched to the point that the stitching was coming apart. When she pulled off the shirt, her breasts came bouncing out. Her pants came off easily and so did her pink underwear. Her socks and shoes were last. She then resumed the kneeling position with her head down and her bright red hair was the only thing that was not her smooth white skin.
"Very good slave," Kevin said and Rebecca raised her red head and smiled at her master, "keep kneeling and pull out my dick and suck on it."
"As you command master," Rebecca said and found Kevin’s zipper and pulled it down. Kevin’s erect dick came swinging out the newly opened hold and Rebecca caught it with her mouth and started to suck on it. Her mouth went back and fourth on the long shaft as her cheeks sunk in and then expanded with each motion of her mouth. Her tongue wiggled and flicked Kevin’s smaller head. Kevin was helping by thrusting his hips with the motion of her head. Back and fourth her head went and she looked up at her master with her gray eyes to see if he enjoyed it, and he did.
"You will hold my cum in your mouth until I tell you to swallow it," Kevin said to the tongue-tied slave. Kevin stopped his rocking motion and Rebecca knew what was coming. The hot salty mixture shot into her mouth and half way filled her mouth as she endeavored to catch each drop. Rebecca had to close her mouth as to not let any of the cum drip out. Kevin put his dick back in his pants and zipped up. "Show me," Kevin said to his slave. Rebecca opened her mouth and there was the translucent white thick liquid sitting in her mouth on her tongue. "Very good slave, now that cum tastes really good to you," Kevin said and Rebecca gave a little moan.
"In fact it tastes so good that when you swallow it you will have a very powerful orgasm," Kevin said to his slave. Rebecca still had her mouth open as her tongue swirled around the sperm. Kevin walked around his kneeling big breasted slave as she kept her hands at her sides, but it looked like she wanted to do something with them. Kevin leaned down close to her ear and whispered, "swallow."
Rebecca let her neck muscles flex and her body followed suit. It was like a wave of pleasure followed the cum as it went down her body and seemed to focus between her legs. Her body seemed to keep rocking as her mouth emptied of all that was inside it. She was giving out involuntary moans of ecstasy as her body stated to empty out all the sexual tension that had filled her body. She was sweating from the energy that had encompassed her body and was now being used to magnify the pleasure found in her pussy. The musky smell of sex filled the bookstore for the pleasure of only one man.
"That’s enough," Kevin said, "stop it." Reluctantly Rebecca followed her master’s command and she stopped having an orgasm even thou her pussy still contracted silently.
"How else may I serve you master?" Rebecca said smiling up at her master.
Kevin looked down at his slave with an evil grin. "I want you to fit your entire fist into your pussy." Rebecca didn’t even hesitate as she reached down beneath and between her legs with her left hand. "Get on your back so I can see," Kevin said and Rebecca obeyed. Rebecca was able to fit first three fingers into her snatch, and then it was four, and then finally her thumb went into her body just below a bright red patch of hair. The juices that had no use before now acted as a lubricant for her hand as it went inside her. Rebecca winced when her knuckles pass the crucial point into her body. As she started to move her and back and forth to be able to get her entire hand up inside her, where no hand had gone before. It took some pressure but finally her slim wrist was all that was seen of her and as it terminated inside her body. "Very good slave," Kevin said to the sweating slave, "now with your hand still inside yourself masturbate to orgasm."
Rebecca opened her mouth as if to protest, but she shut it and started to move. In her arm Kevin could see the muscles bunk up to show that her fingers were moving inside her body. Rebecca’s right hand started to rub the area just above where her wrist was wiggling around inside her body. Rebecca’s red head arched back as she worked on herself. Her mouth opened as if to moan, but then her jaw clenched shut and she breathe heavily through her teeth as her hand worked industriously inside her body. Her eyes were closed tight against the feeling inside her. Kevin leaned back and enjoyed the show as her hand worked harder inside her body to stimulate the orgasm that Kevin told her to have. Finally her legs flexed and as her back hit the ground hard and her head hit a book shelf her legs slapped the carpeted ground as her body was filled with an even more powerful orgasm than before. Rebecca couldn’t hold it in any more and she screamed loud and long as she climaxed. Her body rocked on her ass as she rode the orgasm that dominated her world. Her right hand was lost as it hit the ground and her left still in her body keeping the orgasm going. Her enormous breasts were lifted into the air and came down again as each gasp of air filled her lugs easier than her hand filled her pussy. Finally with the juices flowed around her wrist dripped on the floor her orgasm slowed down and then it stopped completely. While still breathing hard she smiled as she looked up above her large breasts at her master as if to thank him for the orgasm that she had.
"Very good slave," Kevin said, "now stand up. No keep your hand deep inside your pussy." Kevin walked around his slave and she stood there, slightly leaned over to keep her hand in her pussy. Kevin slapped her ass and Rebecca gave a little start but kept standing and her left hand kept its position. "This was fun," Kevin said stopping in front of Rebecca, "well have to do this again some time." Kevin pulled out the triangle chip and put the black point to her head. The only sign that Rebecca had done anything was her hot breathing had stopped. Kevin flipped to green, "you will take your hand out from inside yourself and get dressed. You will then stand behind the counter like you where when I came in." Kevin then turned to black. Rebecca pulled her hand out from inside herself with a sucking sound and found her cloths. Yet when trying to put her tee shirt on it ripped open. Kevin smiled as Rebecca didn’t stop putting on her cloths and her red sweater was again stretched out and her pants hung on her hips. Rebecca then took her position behind the counter and looked at her master. Kevin stepped up and put the black tip again to her head, and then he turned to green. "You are no longer my slave and I am no longer your master. You don’t know me. You have never seen me before. You will not notice any odd smell or taste anything unusual in your mouth. You will go about your day like nothing has happened." Kevin stepped back and then said out loud, "no I think I’ll keep you looking like that." Kevin walked out of the store, with a glancing look at the tall woman with dark skin, so familiar, knowing what she would do when time restarted.
Just outside the bookstore was a gnarled old woman. She was hunched over holding a cane. Her white hair and the bones of her spine were sticking through her white knit sweater. Kevin felt a twinge in his heart. She looked like his grandmother. Kevin walked up to the old woman. The red tip touched her wrinkled head. "Your body will go through a change in the next month. It will revert to the body that you had when you were forty years old. You will keep this body for the next forty years and then you will start aging again." Kevin took a step back and felt good about what he had done. He may not see the results, but by extension he felt like he had helped his grandmother.
Kevin looked at his watch, forty-five minutes to go. Kevin just happened to pass a sexual novelty store, and he decided to stop in. Kevin looked around and then saw what he was looking for. He grabbed about five vibrating eggs and two vibrating dildos. He also passed by the counter and picked up the batteries for it. Kevin walked down the mall with his stolen items and looked into a lingerie store. He walked in and looked around at all the red and white sleep apparel for sale. What Kevin really wanted could be found in the changing rooms. There were eight swinging doors that six of them had feet under them. Kevin was displeased with the first two doors he opened and then the third door, with feet under it, he hit pay dirt. She couldn’t have been more than eighteen, but she had the body of a centerfold. Kevin knew that he could change her to look however he wanted, but he wanted natural for this prank. Kevin put one of the batteries into a yellow vibrating egg and turned it on. In his hand it came alive almost bouncing out, but Kevin kept hold and was able to position it correctly into the woman he found.
She had shiny brown hair and a smooth face with a thick chin, but her eyes were a bright almost hazel. She had tried on panties, and now was about to pull on her own. One leg was in a hole already and her other leg was held in the air, frozen. This was enough for Kevin to put the egg into her pussy. He pressed hard and the sound of the buzzing stopped. Kevin thought that it stopped but then he realized that the egg had now frozen in time since he wasn’t touching it. Kevin made sure that it was in all the way and then he stood up with his chip in hand. "You will not be able to pull the vibrating egg out of your pussy until the batteries are dead," Kevin said with the green end of the chip touched to the woman’s head.
Kevin went around and did the same thing in three other clothing stores. In one he put a dildo, set to hi, in the mouth of an employee, who was in the back, and told her she couldn’t remove it for half an hour, and that she should enjoy it. When Kevin ran out of sex toys he looked at his watch and had to get back to the radio to meet Don. As Kevin retraced his path, he saw all the things he did to all the people he encountered. He hoped to catch a glimpse of the woman from the bookstore playing with her breasts. By the time Kevin got back to the radio Don was already there.
"Do you know how to get petroleum jelly off your hand?" Don asked.
"The best way is to scrape off as much as possible and then use a lot of soap," Kevin said, "and I’m not going to ask."
"Ah Santa Claus gets all the cute chicks," Don said. He pulled out a wad of money, "so how much did you get?"
Kevin seemed a little guilty, "I didn’t even think of money. I was just enjoying all the women."
"A bit of advice, take a twenty from five cash registers rather than taking a hundred from just one. It takes them longer to realize something has happened," Don said. "So was it fun."
"If I couldn’t find a woman I liked I just changed them," Kevin said with a grin.
"Ah so you figured out what the red part of the disk does?" Don asked rhetorically.
"I did," Kevin said, "and speaking of the red effect, I have to say hello to my boss."
Kevin walked over to his boss in the Radio Shack. She was standing by waiting for a customer to come up and purchase something. Kevin put the red tip to her forehead. "You are now a real blond with long hair down to your waste. Your face is unblemished and smooth to the touch. You don’t have any hair on your body besides what is on the top of your head. You have bright green eyes. You now weigh 115 pounds and are five feet ten inches tall. Your breasts have grown to C cups and are firm enough not to need a bra. You are ten years younger and will stay that age for the next thirty years." Kevin flipped the coin to green, "you are very sexually attracted to me. You like to feel my body and be as close to me as you can get. You want to have sex with me, but only if I want it too. You will do whatever I tell you to do, but you will think that you want to do it of your own free will." Kevin stepped back and looked at his creation. He was going to enjoy going back to work.
"If you’ve had your fun I have an idea on how we both can get a little something more," Don said to Kevin. "We can’t enlarge our own bodies, but we can make each other’s dick huge. What do you say?"
Kevin turned to face his friend, "sure you can go first. Make my dick twelve inches long and two inches wide. Oh and make sure I have plenty of sperm."
"You got it," Don said. "Do the same things to me please. You do realize I have to restart time, take your chip, and then stop time, don’t you?"
"Yes," Kevin said, "I trust you."
"Cool," Don said and pressed the button on the radio. The sound of thousands explosions couldn’t compare with what attacked the ears of Don and Kevin. The thousands of voices and the damn Christmas music was again filling the air that moments ago was still and quiet to Kevin. Kevin tossed his chip to Don and he again pressed down the button. To Kevin nothing happened beyond a noticeable increase of pressure in his pants. Don was smiling at Kevin and Kevin was doing likewise. Don handed over the chips to Kevin and held out the radio. Kevin took the radio and pressed the same button that Don had pressed.
Again the world was silent and Kevin breathed a sigh of relief at his ears not hurting. Kevin looked at his frozen friend, who was still smiling at him, and approached him. Kevin put the red tip to his forehead and spoke the words that were requested of him. "Your dick is now twelve inches long and two inches wide. You also produce ten times as much sperm, and with each ejaculation you release twice as much as you did previously." Kevin took the chip away and was about to press the button again, but then stopped. Kevin again put the chip to his friend’s head, "You think that I should keep the box since you know I am wiser on how to use it than you are. You know you can borrow it whenever you want and that’s fine with you. You will also see nothing wrong with your older sister being attracted to me, spending time with me, or even having sex with me. You will not realize that I have changed your mind, but will think that this is perfectly natural, except for your body changes." Kevin took away the green tip not feeling guilty at all. For a second Kevin thought that he would never have done such a thing earlier that day, but whatever Don had done to him worked.
Kevin did have one more thing to do before he restarted time. Kevin set down the radio, so it wouldn’t slow him down, and dashed down the mall to the bookstore. In the brief moments that time had restarted the dark-skinned woman had started to caress her breasts. Her eyes were closed and her head tilted back with her mouth closed. The young man who was standing next to her had taken off his hooded sweatshirt and put it over her chest so no one would see what she was doing. "Ha!" Kevin exclaimed at his little prank. He shook his head. That woman and man looked so familiar to him, but he couldn’t place them. Kevin did decide to do one more thing to the woman and pressed the red tip to her head. "As your caress yourself your breasts will grow to five times their size and stay that way after you are done. They will be firm enough to stick out of your chest without support from a bra." Kevin did take a glance at Rebecca who was discreetly feeling her own chest. Kevin then took off down to Don.
Don was just where Kevin had left him. Kevin stood in about the same place he was before and pressed the button. The sound again came flooding into his ear canals, but this time Kevin expected it, and greeted it with a smile. Don’s eyes flew open and he reached down to his pants. When he realized that he couldn’t do anything he said to Kevin, "I think I need to go to the bathroom."
"Me too, I want to see what it looks like," Kevin said. "Do you mind if I keep this thing for a while?"
Don looked at the box in Kevin’s hand and then said with a smile, "sure go ahead. I mean you get a discount on batteries at the Shack right, so that will be cheaper. Not to mention you will have more fun with it here in the mall than I would going home." The pair walked, or rather, Don tried to walk to the restroom in the mall. Since Kevin was still on break, the pair got something from the food court. This entailed going past Santa Claus and his ‘elf’ assistants. Kevin could see what Don had meant by getting all the cute chicks. If the women in the short green outfits didn’t look good before they looked fucking fantastic. As they walked, Kevin could see one of them discreetly feeling her large breasts. Also, Santa’s lap had a large wet looking stain on it. Kevin smiled at his friend’s prank.
After they both had a soft drink in hand Kevin asked Don something that was bothering him, "how long have you had this thing and what else have you done with it?"
Don smiled, "I’ve had it for all of about three days. It took me a day to figure out what it did. I mean who would believe that an old 8-track player could stop time?"
"Is that what this is," Kevin said holding up the 8-track player. "I’ve never seen one before."
"Yeah someone from that army base must have put it in there to disguise it. Don’t ask me why whoever had it forgot about it, but since the base has been abandoned for about ten years I guessed that it’s mine now. As for what I did with it, do you remember how we use to laugh at how Heather Black used to wear the old lady’s underwear?"
"Yes," Kevin said suspiciously.
"Well now she doesn’t even wear underwear." The pair had a good laugh at that. "I also made it so all my teachers would give me great grades for the rest of the year, no mater how poor I did on any tests or homework. I also visited my permanent records and changed them so I now have a record of strait A’s all four years of highschool. I also have well more than twenty-five thousand dollars in cash stashed in a secret place."
"Twenty-five grand!" Kevin exclaimed.
"Yeah," Don said still smiling, "those armored cars are not nearly as secure as they would like to be. I just stopped time when one was being loaded and swiped a few bucks from each bag. I also visited about five different banks here in Chicago and took a few bucks from each one. If this keeps up, I will have paid for college before I even go there."
"Oh shoot, I have to get back to work," Kevin said and then laughed. "Do I really need to keep working?"
"I would," Don said. "That way you can see good-looking women walk by and then play with them however you want."
"Point," Kevin said and returned to Radio Shack. As soon as he entered there was his boss in her strained black shirt, long blond hair, and smooth face. As soon as she saw Kevin, her cheeks instantly became red.
"Did you have a nice brake?" She said to Kevin as he came behind the counter. There were only two people in the store and neither of them needed help so they were free to talk.
"Yes I did," Kevin said putting the radio down behind the counter. His boss walked up to him and put a hand on his arm. This was more contact than he ever had before from his boss.
Just then the electronic bell sounded that someone had entered the store. Kevin almost wet his pants when he saw whom it was. It was the young man from the bookstore. He didn’t have on his hooded sweater. His eyes were moving around the store looking at everything and everyone. He turned to the two workers and asked, "voltmeters?" His voice was soft and seemed quite soothing like he was just looking for voltmeters. Kevin wasn’t sure so he offered to help.
"They’re right here," Kevin said directing him to a far corner of the wall. "Didn’t I see you in the bookstore a few minutes ago?"
"You might have I was just there," the man said. "But my girlfriend is not feeling well, and we intended on picking up a voltmeter so while she’s in the car getting it hot I’m here. Which one is the cheapest?"
Kevin’s fears were being put to rest and realized that coincidences do happen. The man paid for the voltmeter and left the store in a hurry. Kevin did see that he left in the opposite direction of the bookstore, but thought nothing of it. Just then his boss was again at his arm, but she was pressing her marvelous breasts and body against him. The rest of the day went on like that. His boss was giving all the sexual hints that she could come up with short of flashing her breasts and getting naked. Kevin did hold back from using the box the rest of the day. The batteries, according to Don, were going to be dead soon, so no telling when time would restart, and that would be bad if he was in the middle of tit fucking a woman. Kevin did buy more batteries for the box before the end of the day, and although his boss offered to take him to her place he declined and went home. Kevin looked up at the snow that was falling from the dark night sky and landing on the existing snow illuminated yellow from the street lights. This was going to be a white and fun Christmas.
When Kevin came home, he found that both of his parents had gone to some Christmas party they had forgotten to tell him about. That was fine with Kevin as he switched out the old batteries for the new ones. Kevin laid down on the couch, with the TV on for noise, thinking about what he could do with the box. Money, girls, and success were givens, but he had to figure out how to get them. The local news reported about Super Girl coming to the Chicago area. She might be fun, Kevin thought then returned to the idea of money. Robbing banks seemed to crude for him. He was thinking about going to Vegas, but decide that winning too much in that town was a bad idea. There was the idea of gambling on horse races, but then there’s the problem of too little money in doing that. Kevin then smiled a wicked smile when he came upon a good idea, blackmail. Find some rich people and put them in compromising position and take some photographs. Then there were reading their confidential papers and blackmailing them that way.
Kevin smiled at this idea, blackmail would work. Success would come in time for Kevin, and he would do what Don had done and change his grades, not that they needed much changing, so he could get into any university he wanted, and then go on and do whatever he wanted, something in science or engineering.
The idea of women came to his head and that was when he jumped out of the couch. He grabbed the box and his coat and ran out into the snow to his car. Don’s house was only about five blocks away from his own so the drive was short for Kevin, but he didn’t get out of his car. Kevin looked at the unassuming ranch style house with white siding and brown shutters. Don’s sister’s car was in the driveway covered with snow. She had come home from college a few days ago and since her car was there, and it was night, she most likely existed there at present. Kevin sat there fingering a chip he had taken from the box and his finger positioned over the button to freeze time. Kevin watched and then he saw his opening, Don came out with a pair of garbage bags. He didn’t have a coat on and was moving fast. That was all the opening Kevin needed, and he pressed the button.
Kevin could see headlights in the distance, and Don was in a mid step with his right foot, covered in snow, lifted high over the newly fallen snow. The snow was everywhere suspended in the air making it look quite thick. Kevin got out of his car which entered the frozen time. He walked through the snow, which melted as soon as it touched him, and it left a human shaped figure in the snow as he passed. Kevin walked on, past Don, and to the backdoor of the house. Kevin tried the door and, as he suspected, found it unlocked. Kevin entered the warm house to find Don’s parents putting presents under the large Christmas tree that sat in the middle of the living room. The lights and ornaments seemed to cover the tree to the point that only a few peaks of green were seen. Kevin walked to the room that he had so often dreamed about, but only had entered a few times.
Andrae Maharg was the type of person who shows that super models can come from all walks of life. She was working on becoming a computer scientist at college, but she looked like she should be dressed scantily and striding down a fashion runway. Her hair had a slight red color to it. Her face was smooth with wire rimmed glasses resting on her small nose and smiling face. Her arms were long and smooth ending in fingers that were thin and long with red painted finger nails. Her breasts were large enough to fit in the palm of your hand, and suited her body well for her waste had just the correct curve to it so as to show her hips. Her legs were always long with thick thighs and supple smooth calves. Her feet were smooth and she had taken time to paint her toenails the same color as those on her fingers.
Kevin licked dry lips. For years he had dreamed about Don’s older sister. She never was rude, but she never gave any hint to having any interest in being other than friends with Kevin. Kevin looked down at her brown eyes as the continued to look at the TV program Snoopy Does Christmas on the TV that was in Don’s room last week. For a moment Kevin thought about what he was doing. He was making a woman he had known for years into his own play thing, his sex toy. Kevin pushed that from his mind since she would not be his mindless slave, Andrae would be his partner. If he wanted to he could marry her, and if she didn’t behave like she should Kevin could just change her again to any way he wanted.
Kevin pulled out the chip and carefully put the red tip to Andrae’s forehead. "Over the next week your breasts will grow to C cup size. They will not sag too much and will still be soft to the touch." Beyond that Kevin didn’t want to make any changes to her. She was perfect for him, if not in mind. That was the second change Kevin wanted to make. Kevin placed the green tip to her head, "you find Don’s friend Kevin Wygle is one of the sexiest men alive. You are sexually attracted to him. Deep down you have the feeling that you might love him. You want to get to know him better, and the better you know him the more you love him. The more you love him the more you realize that you’ll never find another man you could love more. Before you go to college you will love Kevin so much you will want to sleep with him. When you are at college, you will not have sex with anyone else, and keep in contact with Kevin." Kevin stepped back from the frozen woman and smiled at himself. Deep down he did love her.
Kevin quickly got back to his car and got it rolled down the window and restarted time. "Hey Don," Kevin yelled at his friend that was tossing the garbage on the side of the street. Don heard Kevin and turned to him. Don had his hands on his arms trying to keep the heat in. "Thanks for the Christmas present," Kevin yelled. Don gave a wave of his hand and ran back to his home. Kevin rolled up the window and drove home.
Kevin got home for a little relaxation. With an extra four hours tacked onto his day, and a lot of sex involved, he was dead tired and fell asleep on the couch before his parents came home. There resting on the floor next to him was the box, looking like an 8-track player, but was much more.
"Hi we’re home," called out Kevin’s mother. Kevin opened his eyes. He had been asleep for two hours, and in that time his parents had come home. "Kevin are you here?"
Kevin stood up, "yeah mom I’m here." Kevin stood up and stretched. He looked down at the floor where he left the box. It wasn’t there.
"How was work?" Kevin’s father asked in his gruff voice as he hung up his snow-covered coat.
Kevin didn’t respond at first and then said, "fine." He dove under the couch looking around for the box.
"Did your finals go well?" Kevin’s mother asked getting out of her fake fur coat.
"Did you lose something?" Kevin’s father asked.
"Yeah," Kevin said, "some guy came into the Shack today with an old 8-track player. He wanted to know if we had some way to convert it to play tapes or CD’s. Since we didn’t he just gave it to me. I thought I put it right there?"
"Check your room," mother said.
"Or your car," father said.
Kevin did neither. He knew he put it next to the couch. So where was it. Kevin phoned Don. "Did you come by here when I was asleep?" Kevin asked Don over the phone. "Where’s here?" Don asked. He sounded like he was recently asleep too.
"My home, my house, next to my couch," Kevin said frantically.
"No, oh God don’t tell me someone broke into your house and took the box?" Don said.
"Yes that’s exactly what I’m saying," Kevin said.
"Well look around for any doors or windows that might have been broken into and look at the snow for any footprints. I’ll be right over," Don said and hung up.
Kevin looked around and did find that the doorknob lock of the back door had a few scratches on it, but he couldn’t remember if they were there before. None of the windows were broken or even open. Kevin got on his coat and went outside. There were his father and mother’s footprints in the snow to the back door, but it looked like there might have been another person’s footprints. Kevin couldn’t be sure. Just then Don pulled up and Kevin showed him what was found. Don wasn’t happy, and neither was Kevin. The only thing Kevin had going for him was he already played with Andrae. In the end Kevin and Don decided that they were both too tired and would work on the problem in the morning.
Kevin woke up at seven o’clock and immediately took a shower and got dressed. Kevin kept thinking that he had to go somewhere. There at the kitchen table was Kevin’s father eating breakfast and reading the paper. "I’m going out dad," Kevin said.
His father looked confused, "aren’t you on vacation?"
"Yeah, but Don and I were going to do something today," Kevin said with a smile that was not his own. Kevin drove off to Don’s house and knocked on the door. Don answered it and nodded his head.
"Mom, I’m going out with Kevin," Don yelled at the house. Don had to cross the room to get his coat. Andrae appeared at the doorway to the bedrooms and looked at Kevin. When their eyes met Andrae blushed a little and smiled at him. Just then Don pushed Kevin out the door and closed it on the love eye shot between Andrae and Kevin. "Do you know where we’re going?" Don asked.
"I have some idea," Kevin said thinking that he knew where to turn, but not where he was going. The two got into Kevin’s car and drove off.
They were both silent for the longest time until Don said something that was on both of their minds, "someone stole the box, and figured out how to use it."
Kevin didn’t respond as he drove, but he knew the same thing. He was a little scared. Finally Kevin pulled up to a dance club that was mostly for college students, and there wasn’t anyone there at such an early hour of the morning.
"We need to go in through the back," Don said not knowing where that came from. The pair walked around to the back of the tall brick building. There was a small face at one of the windows, on the second floor, and then disappeared. They were about to press the buzzer at the door when it opened for them. There standing at the doorway was a small brown skinned child of no older than twelve years old.
"Come on it, please go up the stairs and the first door on your right," said the small child with his voice still cracking.
Don and Kevin did as they were told and saw old wooden steps on an old wooden floor with old drywall covered half with wood and half with tan wallpaper. The top of the stairs was a long narrow hallway with a door to the left and exact one to the right, which is where they went. The pair entered a small kitchen and to the left was a dark livingroom. On the far side of the kitchen two doors existed with one closed, and snoring behind it, and another open with sun light shining through. From that doorway walked in the young man from the bookstore, and who bought the voltmeter.
"Thanks Bart," the man said, "please discretely tell Kelly that our guests are here. Gentlemen have a seat." Kevin and Don looked at each other and sat at the table in the middle of the kitchen. "First off which one of you was at the bookstore yesterday?"
Kevin raised his hand, "I was."
The man nodded his head, "sucks to be you."
Running in was the dark-skinned woman who was also at the bookstore. She was holding a baseball bat. "I have a 50/50 chance eh," said Kelly. She had a wild look in her eyes. And all the beauty that she had at one time was now in an angry direction at the two boys.
"Please don’t do any permanent brain damage until I find out what else they did," the young man said.
"Pierce," Kelly said pointing, "promise me one thing."
"Sure," Pierce said.
"I get to play with the piece of scum who blew up my breasts and made me play with them," Kelly said with a sneer at the two boys.
"I will," Pierce said. He entered the room that he had come out of and returned with a stack of lined writing paper and a few pens. Kevin had taken that time to see the 8-track player had been modified. There were numerous circuits and wires leading to a car battery. "Here’s what you two are going to do. I want you to write down everything that you have done concerning this 8-track player and what it can do. I want detail and content. Now go at it. I don’t want you to leave your chair or this room until I tell you to. If you need to use the bathroom, let me know. When you’re done, let me know."
"Want to see me program I wrote," Kelly asked Pierce excited.
"Certainly," Pierce said in the voice of one of the three stooges and followed the lovely woman across the hall to the other door.
Kevin worked at the paper and remembered all that had happened. The guilt was setting in as he put down on paper all that he had done. All the women that he had sex with, and then there was what he had done with Andrae. With each stroke of the pen and each period placed he knew that he was sinking deeper into guilt. With eight pages written he was finally done. The young one ‘Bart’ had picked up the stack and started to read.
"Um Mr. Pierce I’m finished," Kevin called out.
Pierce came in holding hands with Kelly. "Bart! What are you doing?" Kelly said.
"Reading something that sounds so much like what the teachers talk about at our school," Bart said reading over. "Man this part with Becky from the bookstore is really steamy."
"Give me those," Pierce said ripping them Bart’s grip. "Can’t Trevor use you across the street?"
"He said that he wanted me over to help out about noon," Bart said. "I have a good two hours before that."
Just at that time the door next to the one for Pierce’s room opened. The man who came out was short and about forty years old. He was a bit on the fat side and moved like he had just woken up. He looked over at the group of five people and blinked a few times. "Something I should worry about?" He asked.
"No Uncle Bob," Pierce said. Uncle Bob continued to a door just beyond the kitchen and next to Pierce’s. Before he made it through the door, he let out a very loud powerful and long fart. Pierce winced at the sound and opened a small window above the kitchen sink expecting the smell. The cold wind blew in. It gave Kevin a feeling other than guilt.
Pierce took a seat at the table and began to read the papers. Bart got up and walked over to the apartment across the hallway and Kelly followed. "I’m not responsible for everything I did," Kevin said, "he made me evil." Kevin was pointing with his thumb at Don.
"Hey I didn’t make you do anything, you did everything on your own," Don said.
"Enough!" Pierce said slamming his fist on the table. "Look first off if all this didn’t center around a device that shouldn’t exist we wouldn’t be having this conversation. According to what you wrote this device came from an abandoned army base. That means that it belongs to the army, whether or not they meant to leave it behind. If I did turn you two over to the army you would be put in one of their many prisons and held without trial until you die of natural or otherwise causes. So I am doing you a favor. On top of that," Pierce continued pointing at Kevin, "if you knew you were evil then you could fight it. I don’t care what he did to you!" Pierce was breathing hard looking directly into the eyes of Kevin. Pierce’s dark-brown eyes bore into Kevin’s mind and released the guild that Kevin had been holding back. If Kevin were a younger man, he would have started to cry. "Now sit there and shut up," Pierce said to Kevin.
Pierce turned through the pages and wrote down notes from each page. When he got to the last page about where Kevin manipulated Don’s sister Pierce raised his eyes and looked from Kevin to Don, who had his head down writing, and back to Kevin directly into his eyes. Pierce went back to the papers. By the time he finished the pages Don was done with his recount of what he did. Pierce picked them up and looked them over again writing down on his list. "What is that you’re writing down?" Don asked.
Pierce didn’t look up from the pages when he answered, "I’m writing down all the things that can be put right again. I just hope none of the women you raped have kids or that will be on your heads too."
"What if we don’t want to fix anything?" Don said.
Pierce did look at Don this time. Pierce’s piercing brown eyes went to Don’s very soul. "You want to fix things," Pierce said.
There was something there. Whatever Pierce did to the two of them was still working and the command to that they want to fix things set deep into their minds. Kevin already wanted to fix things, and now so did Don. "Oh," Don said realizing what happened.
Pierce wrote down even more and then when he was done with all the pages he set down the stack of papers and the pen he had been using. "Okay you two, listen up. I have compiled a list of all the things that you are going to change back to the way they were. Since there are a few items that may never be changed back we’ll leave them out for now. Also I believe that it’s only fair that whoever did the deed should change it back so here are the lists of the things I want you to change back. Do them in order." Pierce handed them separate sheets of paper with long lists on each, Don’s much longer than Kevin’s.
"This will take forever," Don complained.
"Then it’s a good thing we can stop time," Pierce said picking up the 8-track box. "Now you will do the things on those lists, and only those things on those lists, nothing more and nothing less. When you are finished, you will come back here." Pierce handed Kevin and Don, each, a chip and kept one for himself and then pressed the button. "Go at it," Pierce said.
Kevin and Don got up from the table and went out the door into the frozen world. Driving was a nightmare, but Kevin made it back to Don’s house. They split up and started to work on their own list. Kevin fixed Rebecca from the bookstore, and changed back his boss from Radio Shack. He couldn’t find the blond from the clothing store, or the brunet that he first found out he could change someone’s body. He put enough money into the cash register of the sex shop to pay for the sex toys he took. The last thing on his list was to change back the physical form of Andrae. Kevin paused and reread what it said. ‘Stop and revert any physical changed done to Andrae Maharg.’ Pierce didn’t say anything about changing back her mental state. That means that Andrae will still fall in love with him. Kevin didn’t know how to feel about that. Pierce told him not to do anymore or less than was on the list, so it was okay, but Kevin didn’t know if it was. Still Kevin did as he was instructed and then went back to where Pierce was.
Pierce was in his room with Kelly in his arms on his bed. When Kevin walked in Pierce was saying, "I love how understanding you are when I’m around the buxom super heroines in their skin tight outfits. I love how you only hit people when you really mean it." Just then Pierce looked up and there was Kevin standing in the doorway.
"Oh God," Kelly said. "If it’s not my mother, little brother, or your uncle, your strays interrupt the good parts."
"Sorry," Kevin said.
"Have a seat at the table in the Kitchen," Pierce said.
Kevin did as he was told and could only make out some mumbling coming from Pierce’s bed room. After about twenty minutes Pierce and Kelly came out. By the look of their lips they had been kissing. Kelly went back to her apartment on the other side of the hallway. Pierce took a seat at the kitchen table to talk with Kevin.
"You noticed I left something out with Andrae Maharg," Pierce said.
"Yes," Kevin said not realizing what was going on.
"There’s a reason for that. When I read your account of what happened I notice that you did some good deeds. Helped out the overweight woman and helped out the old woman regain her youth. You have a good heart I can tell. That is why I am giving you a choice as to whether or not you want to have Andrae Maharg as your true love or not."
Kevin was shocked by this. For the longest time he thought that he loved Andrae, but now he was going to be given her on a silver platter, and he still felt guilty. "I don’t know how to respond to that."
"That’s simple," Pierce said. "You didn’t read Don’s account of what he did. Apparently Don didn’t want his sister going out with his best friend, you. I could tell from what Don wrote that Andrae has always liked you, and wanted to be more than just friends with you. She just was waiting until you were a little older. Don had changed her mind so she was only friendly with you, not in love. Don’s list contained the order to fix her so she would have her true feelings about you returned. That is why I only had you change her physically. As long as you don’t tell Don what you did to Andrae, I doubt he will tell you what he did to Andrae. Andrae will be able to make her own choices."
Kevin put his head down. This was a lot to take in. "She loved me," Kevin said.
"I wouldn’t go that far," Pierce said. "Love is a tricky thing. Kelly and I have been through more shit than you can imagine. The only reason we are still in love is because without each other we would have had so many mental break downs we would have permanent straight jackets on. If you love Andrae and she loves you, then there will be a meeting and you two will find common ground. Let life happen and ride it."
Kevin didn’t like to talk about love, "so you were the one who took the box. How did you find me?"
Pierce smiled at his change of subject, "well as soon as I realized that something odd had happened in the mall in less than a second I figured there was someone with a time stop device. I followed the trail of changes to where they seemed to center, the Radio Shack. In there I saw something that was not present in any other situation. There was an altered woman, your boss, all but having foreplay with you. Since no other altered woman was throwing herself at anyone, I figured whatever was going on had to deal with you. I waited until the mall closed, by that time Kelly had finally stopped playing with herself, and we followed you when you left. By the way Kelly really wants to kill you for making her breasts so large they ripped her favorite shirt. We followed you to your house, and just as I was about to sneak up to the window you went to your car and drove off to Donald’s house. Kelly and I watched as you pressed the button on the 8-track and then you had completely changed position. We followed you back to your house again and I waited until you were asleep. I picked the lock on your back door, by the way you need to get a dead bolt for that thing, and made off with the 8-track player. I spent the rest of last night and much of this morning figuring out what it was and how it works."
"You know how it works?" Kevin said with surprise.
"More or less we are in an altered dimension."
Just then Kelly came into the kitchen, "you said I could play with him for a while." Kelly held up a pair of tweezers.
"I’ll be in my room," Pierce said standing up, "with the door closed."
Kelly then advanced on the helpless Kevin, "be a good boy and raise your arms, but don’t scream." Kelly had a sadistic side to her. She pulled out not only every single hair that was from under Kevin’s arms with considerable pain to Kevin. It took her hours to pull them all out, and when she was finished she went into the bathroom and came out with the aftershave cologne. She liberally splashed it on Kevin’s armpits. The raw flesh with the alcohol being put on it burned far more than any acid could. Finally with Kevin breathing hard Kelly opened the door to Pierce’s room. "Thanks I love being a bitch administering pay back. By the way I used all your cologne."
"That’s okay," Pierce said coming into the kitchen, "I planned on using it for lighter fluid anyhow." Just then Don walked into the kitchen.
"I couldn’t find the Santa Clause pants that I put the petroleum jelly on, but I did give the guy who was wearing them more than enough to pay for new pants," Don said.
"That would be fine. And did you also give back all the money that you stole," Pierce asked.
"Yes," Don said like a child.
"And you did change your teacher back from a raving nymphomaniac exhibitionist?" Pierce asked.
"Yes," Don repeated.
"Good," Pierce said and pressed the button on the 8-track and time restarted. "Now give back the disks," Pierce commanded and both Kevin and Don gave back their chips. A loud fart came from the bathroom. "Okay you make leave. If you want to tell anyone about what happened that’s your choice. You will not try and get back this time stop device ever again. You will also no longer have to follow any more commands that you are given."
Kevin wasn’t happy, but Don just left without a word. Kevin did stop at the doorway. "I am sorry," Kevin said to Kelly. "I can’t apologize enough."
"Go to hell," Kelly said.
Kevin closed his mouth from about to utter another apology. What he did say was directed to Pierce, "what are you going to do with the box now?"
Pierce smiled, "I’m going to give it back to the army. Ethan at the pentagon is going to end up owing me a favor for this."
Kevin shook his head, "who are you?"
"Would it mater if you knew?" Pierce asked.
"No," Kevin said with some strain in his chest, "I guess not." Kevin looked down the steps to the door that Don had already gone out of. Before Kevin left he did turn to Pierce and say, "thank you."
THE END
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