Chapter #5Chaotic Evil by: T   You take a picture of both of them and walk up.
Me: Hey Caleb, from now on your gunna be Jimmy's bitch. Whatever he wants, you’ll do. You’ll stay on a leash, beg for food, and make sure he’s happy. Jimmy, treat him like dirt. Make him sleep on the floor and beat him for any mistake. Is that understood?
Both: Yes sir.
Caleb gets on his knees and crawls next to Jimmy for the rest of the day. You start to wonder if you were maybe too harsh on them. But at the same time, you felt superior now. Like other people weren’t as important anymore. You knew at this point you didn’t deserve this power, but it was too late to turn back. You just wanted to have fun now.
After school you met Ms. Sanders in the parking lot.
Ms. Sanders: Hey! Ready to go?
Me: Yep! Let’s hit the liquor store.
You go on your way and start to wonder more about her, you only know her as your teacher after all.
Me: So, what do you like to do for fun?
Ms. Sanders: We’ll I love to rock climb, go hiking, do stuff outside for the most part. I run the local marathon every year and help out with environmental conservation. Makes sense for an environmental science teacher haha.
Me: So do you ever drink?
Ms. Sanders: In college I did a little but never got into the party scene. I’ve always hated the taste too.
You pull up to the liquor store and tell her to get a 3 liter bottle of Jack Danials. It cost almost $400, so you wanted to see what she would do.
After a couple minutes she comes walking out of the store with the bottle, but the clerk followed. She got in the car and said her card declined so she just took it. You quickly think to flash the clerk and he stops in his tracks. Before you leave, you realize you might as well load up the car with liquor and the register cash.
Your on your way to her house and wanna ask more questions.
Me: What’s the worst crime you’ve ever committed?
Ms. Sanders: Definitely that, but other that that probably speeding.
Me: Hit this old lady getting her mail.
Without pause she sped up the car and hit her full speed. The lady’s impact cracked the windshield and dented the hood, her body flopping behind you.
Me: How did that feel?
Ms. Sanders: Hiw should it feel?
Me: ….Good.
She smirked a little bit. You felt limitless power flowing through you.
Me: Hey, it’s Friday night. Maybe we should go downtown and get fucked up!
Ms. Sanders: I’m game! Where should we go?
Me: First we’ll go to the mall and get outfits. Then i can just flash the bouncers and get into the clubs easily.
You get to the mall and look for an outfit, after getting thousands from the liquor store and just asking people you’ve controlled. You look in the more expensive stores and get a hype beast outfit for the night. Next you go to Spencer’s for Ms. Sanders outfit. You pick out a skimpy red and black skirt and a crop top that said “Fuck Devil” on it. It was so short that without a bra her boobs showed slightly at the bottom. You got her some 4 inch platform boots and goth makeup. After getting ready in the car she looked like a completely different person. You’ve been waiting so long and patiently, but eventually lunge to her breasts a grab them since there was no bra protecting them. She was un phased by it, and kept driving downtown.
You get to the bars, and start chugging liquor before you go in to the club. You tell her to meet as many hot girls as possible and that I’ll give them money for a picture. You spent the rest of the night getting blowed by every hot girl in the building, and scoring some coke and Molly for free.(of course.)
You wake up the next morning in a daze. You look over and see Ms. Sanderson next to you.
Me: Ms. Sanderson, how are you feeling?
Sarah: Please, call me Sarah. And not great. I feel dizzy.
Me: maybe we should go get some breakfast to feel better
Sarah: Sounds good to me.
You both get to the car and remember it’s full of liquor bottles, but Sarah gets right in and cracks a bottle of vodka.
Sarah: It’s weird, I feel like I couldn’t even drive a car now without drinkin first.
You get to the diner and sit down. The waitress comes over and takes your order.
Me: For me I think I’ll get the big breakfast sandwich, and for her we’ll get the unlimited pancakes.
You were curious how many you could get her to physically scarf down. Before you get your food though, you see a kid from your class and his mom eating across the room. His mom seemed to be glaring, and then after a couple minutes walked over to the table.
Jared’s mom: Excuse me, Ms. Sanders. I don’t think it’s very appropriate that you’d be having breakfast with one of your students, especially in that scandalous clothing.
You see Sarah start to shake up, so you intervene.
Me: Hey, your kinda chubby but your boobs gotta be at least E cup. You ever think of becoming a stripper?
Jared’s mom: How dare you?! As a matter of fact I’m one of the most successful real estate agents in the county.
Me: Just let me see your boobs.
Jared’s mom: No! I’ll call the cops!
(Flash)
Me: I said, let me see your boobs.
Jared’s mom: oh.. okay.. sure.
She lifted up her blouse and bra in one motion, letting her boobs flop out in front of you.
Me: Good, maybe we should go down to the strip club and see if you can get a job.
Jared’s mom: Okay! Just let me get Jared and we’ll head on down there.
You tell Sarah to keep eating pancakes until they kick her out, then start eating the napkins. You greet Jared and sense he thinks somethings off. You had no reason to flash him because you just wanted to toy with him.
You get in the passenger seat and tell Lindsay to start driving. You told her before getting in the car that any time Jared opposes something I want, scold him harder every time. First you go downtown to a really poor and shady part of the city.
Me: So how much cash do you have right now?
Lindsay: Like $200
Me: Give that to Jared and tell him to buy whatever drugs he can buy with it.
Lindsay: You heard him honey, just try and get whatever you can.
Jared: But I don’t want to do that?! That’s crazy!
Lindsay: Jared, I don’t want to ask you again. Go inside and get drugs, NOW!
Jared: Do you hear yourself? You sound crazy!
Lindsay: Jared!! Get in there before I fucking punch you!
You could tell he was starting to tear up, but he got out of the car and slowly walked into the low income housing project.
Me: Alright, let’s leave him. We’ll probably pick him up later if we have time.
Lindsay: Okay, sounds good. Where to now?
Me: How about we go to the adult mart and get you a new outfit?
You pull up to the XXX store and go in. You instantly walk her back to the clothing section, looking at all the string bikinis. Grabbing a couple of those, you see nipple stickers as well. She puts on the ones with pentagrams on them. Going up to the register, you realize they have a piercing booth. You opt to get her belly button, nipples, septum tongue, and clit.
After leaving, you remind her to wear this stuff every day and to go apply to the strip club down the street. You tell her to drop you off at home to get ready for the week ahead.
You get home and see your parents watching tv in the living room. You flash them real quick before they can react and tell them to do something surprising.
Me: I want you guys to quit your jobs tomorrow.
Mom: Okay? Why’s that honey.
Me: You won’t need them anymore, I’ll bring in enough money soon to fund a town. Just clean up the house and get ready to list it. You’ll be living in luxury soon.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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