Joseph Pucker casually surveyed the small shop he was currently in, and he smirked as he expertly slipped a small bottle of soda up his sleeve. He had been shoplifting ever since he was 13 years of age, it was an addiction. And he was 24 years old now. Not that he didn't enjoy it though, he was definitely a contented kleptomaniac. Without being seen, he then exited the small newsagents and when he was a safe distance away he produced the bottle of coke he had stolen and was about to open it and have a drink, when he suddenly spotted a sorry sight nearby, a unkempt, bearded homeless man laying in the doorway of an abandoned shop.
In a rare moment of kindness (though mainly because he knew what it was like to be homeless), Joe let out a sigh and gazed at the bottle in his hand. He then bent down, shaking the scruffy looking man awake. "Hey dude, here." he said, gifting him the stolen beverage.
"Really? F-for me?" The man answered groggily, wiping sleep from his tired eyes.
"Yeah, looks like you need it more than me." Joe nodded. Besides, he could always steal another drink from the next shop he visited. Time in a police cell had done nothing to deter Joe from his career choice. This rare moment made him feel a little magnanimous, even though that wasn't usually in his nature. As he was about to stand up, the homeless man grabbed his hand, encompassing it in both of his hands. "For your kindness!" he mumbled, and suddenly Joe's eyes closed as a flash occurred. At the same time, a certain knowledge entered his head. Knowledge of a power that he now supposedly had to swap people's physical traits to his heart's content. A moment later Joe's eyes flickered open... and he was staring at just the piece of cardboard that the homeless guy had been laid on. He was now nowhere in sight. "What the fuck?!" he scratched his head, totally bemused. Maybe the homeless guy who had just done a Houdini disappearing act just didn't know what kind of guy Joe was. Or maybe he just didn't care.
Joe would have called it bullshit, but somehow... he knew his new power was real. He could almost feel it surging inside him. His single act of kindness to a stranger had paid off apparently. As people went about their normal business around him, Joe's face contorted into a wicked little grin. And that's when he looked back at a delivery van parked outside the small shop he had just left. A man about his own age was unloading crates of alcohol and carrying them into the shop. "A little test won't hurt." Joe smirked, picking out another person at random to swap him with. That person was a woman in her late fifties with her greying hair up in a neat bun and her rather skinny, 5'6" frame attired in a floral print blouse, a long khaki skirt, a beige cardigan and some sensible slip-on shoes. With just a quick focus in their direction, the delivery guy's body began to slim down as his muscles were transferred to the much older woman. He dropped the crate of beer he was holding because it simply became too heavy for him. Joe was ecstatic as he watched the woman's clothes stretch taut over her new physique. He had to admit, it was kind of arousing to observe the swap happening. And... he's only just begun.
With proof that his power worked, Joe started walking again, making a beeline for another, larger store he had visited quite often. Wilko was just around the corner, and Joe stopped outside the store to see if he could see a security guard inside. There wasn't one today, perfect! Not that he couldn't handle one now anyway with his new power. But then, his love of shoplifting had just taken a back seat to his new power anyway, and not surprising. Joe had shaved that morning, and his clothes were decent, so he didn't stick out in a crowd, in fact he looked quite unassuming as he approached the entrance of Wilko, taking a cursory look around. There was a man who looked about 50-ish sat in a car outside apparently waiting for someone, but Joe paid him little attention, for now at least. He was sure he'd seen his face around Wilko before though.
Acting as casually as he could, Joe walked into Wilko and peered around. The store was quite crowded with staff members and customers alike. Joe felt like he had entered a lab full of guinea pigs instead of a discount hardware store. Feeling his cock twitch in excitement, he wondered where he should start giving his power a bit more of a try-out.
As Joe was making his plans, a short distance up the street from Wilko, one of the girls who worked at the Beautylicious salon, Zoe, was just saying goodbye to her best friend Carly, then she met up outside with her husband Chris and her daughter Arissia, who was celebrating her fifth birthday on that particular day. They had plans to head to the Meadowhall shopping mall for the day, and had arranged to meet up with the Wilko staff supervisor, Liz, and her older husband Eric (the man waiting in the car outside). Liz was in Wilko, just visiting the ladies room before leaving, since it was one of her rare days off.
They had no idea a career thief named Joseph Pucker was around, and now imbued with an amazing new power.
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