This choice: Before you can look, you hear a voice behind you • Go Back... You turn around as you hear a throat clearing behind you. At first you’re nervous, but you see it’s a skinny blonde, about 5’6”, with nice tits and an amazing body. You smile, relieved. This is a girl you wouldn’t mind getting to know.
“I’ll take that,” she says. As she lifts her hand and motions towards you, the gun floats out of your hand and towards her. She holds it and turns it around, examining the gun as if seeing the updated version of some brand. She seems at once more aware and more disinterested of what's going on. You're totally confused.
"Wow, this is a neat trick," she says. "I'm always curious as to how they make these things."
She turns to you. "Yeah, that's right," she says. "You're not the only one who can do this kind of thing. But I'm more powerful than you ever dreamed."
You feel the hair on the back of your neck start to rise. You're sure she's right. Still, your curiosity gets the better of you: "What do you mean? How do you know about this gun?"
"Oh, I didn't really know about this gun," she says. "But the technology's out there. It's been out there for fifty years. But I stop it every time." You look at her in amazement. Something really crazy is going on here. "The first person this technology was ever tested on was me. I was lucky that I was aware enough that day to give myself as many powers as I could, and gain control over the scientists who thought I was just a test subject. They actually wanted a girl because they thought I'd be more docile and easier to control. Well, I showed all of them, and they all lived to regret it. I haven't aged a day, and I've kept all those powers since then."
She continues. "As for this gun, well, I was smart enough to give myself the power to know whenever a similar power should arise. It happens every few years, and each time I find the source of the power, take control, and snuff out anyone who knew what was going on. It's worked perfectly, of course, and I only grow stronger. I know you thought it was funny that this gun looks like a toy when it has so much power for you. But the real irony is that to me, it really is still a toy. I bet you never thought someone like me was out there."
She points a finger at you, and you raise up in the air a few feet off the ground. With a flick of her index finger, you're flown backwards and slam against the wall. It hurts, but you're still left there hovering. The girl looks at you with a piercing expression.
"You know, actually, you're kind of cute. I wouldn't mind keeping you around for a while, since I have complete control over you anyway. There's something I've wanted to do with someone for a long, long time. I bet you're the right guy." | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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