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An Open Mind | A.Dent | 11

 

As you make your way from the food court to the parking lot a unique idea enters your mind. You clearly have the ability to influence the way people think and behave. If you had any doubts before, the fact that you had been able to finger a gorgeous women, whose name you still didn’t know, to a spectacular orgasm in the middle of a food court erased all skepticism. But, you think, what if there is more to this. What if I can manipulate more than minds? What if I can affect something a little more physical?

Taking a seat on a bench you think about what to do to test this new theory. You realize that you probably shouldn’t push it too far too fast, you do not know if this even possible. Seeing an elderly gentlemen walk by you get an idea of what to do first. This gentleman looks like the subject of the painting “The Son of Man,” with the bowler hat and his dark suit. Concentrating on the man’s tie, you try to imagine the color changing from its dark red hue to neon green. Much to your surprise, it works! And to your further surprise, no one seems to notice the shift.

Encouraged by your initial success you decide to move on to bigger targets. A beautiful woman walks by, but, much to your dismay, she looks like she belongs in a Sunday church sermon. She seems to have a moderate bust, though her loose fitting blouse is doing its best to conceal this fact. Her legs are covered by a long khaki colored dress that goes down to her ankles. Thinking quickly, you mental push her to take a seat next to you. The quick clip she had been walking at would not have left you with enough time to complete what you had planned for the fine specimen. As she approaches you concentrate on her long dress, and to your continued amazement you watch with wide eyes as her garment begins to retreat up her legs. Her once long, plain, brownish dress is slowly becoming a black leather mini skirt. Taking a deep breath you shift your focus from her dress to her hair. With a mental suggestion she reaches up to her mousy brown hair and deftly pulls it out of the bun, allowing her shoulder length hair fall free. With your gaze firmly fixed on her scalp, you imagine her hair growing longer and longer, and the color shifting from its dark brown to a platinum blonde. Almost giddy with excitement you reach out and stroke her new locks. This newly blonde hair reaches all the way down to below her ass where it has pooled onto the bench. And, as far as you can tell, it seems completely natural.

Taking a minute to reflect, you think about the changes you have just enacted. You made a man’s tie change its color, you turned a rather boring dress into a daring mini skirt, and you made a woman’s hair grow almost three feet and shift colors. Feeling a little bold you decide to push your luck. Looking again at the woman sitting beside you, an idea hits you. Turning your gaze to her breasts you put all of your will power into imagining her boobs, maybe B cups at best, growing into DD breasts. At first, nothing happens. But, slowly, very slowly, you notice that her blouse is getting a little tighter. The seams of her clothing seem to be getting stressed as her breasts are clearly becoming larger.

Amazed, you sit back and admire your work. Before, this woman would have looked right at home teaching Sunday school. Now, she looks like she would fit in any of the hottest dance clubs in town. With a few more changes that is.

The mental exertion that you put into making these changes is beginning to catch up to you though. You are feeling exhausted, and a quick glance at your watch makes you realize that you should probably be getting back to the family car. Though…the woman sitting to your left is mouth wateringly tempting. And with your new found power, well the sky is the limit.

 

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