Chapter 2: absolute power corrupts absolutely

Brian’s mind buzzed with the electric thrill of possibility as he held the egg in his hand, his thoughts racing a mile a minute. With this power at his fingertips, the world seemed to stretch out before him like an endless canvas, waiting to be painted with his desires.

As he considered the myriad possibilities that lay before him, one idea in particular danced at the very front of his desires. Sex. The thought of using his newfound abilities to indulge in the ultimate pleasure filled him with a heady mix of excitement and euphoria.

Brian sat down and leaned back in his chair. So many possibilities. He could do anything! With a mere thought, he could transport himself and his partner to any location of his choosing, whether it be a secluded beach at sunset or a luxurious hotel suite overlooking the city skyline.

“Yeah right, I don’t even have a girlfriend. Who am I going to teleport with me?” Brian began talking to himself again, he had this bad habit but it has always helped him think clearly and orderly, so he never stopped doing it.

“Weeeeell, I could just make people think I’m amazingly beautiful, I’d have a girlfriend in no time like that ... Wait! I can change my body to BE amazingly beautiful. Like a Hollywood movie star, but even better, no woman will be able to resist me!”

His excitement vanished as soon as those words escaped his lips. He remembered the countless rejections he went through, the scorn in every woman’s face when they rejected him. How they enjoyed humiliating him in front of others. “It’s not like they can say no to me either way anymore, right? I could be the most disgusting pig in the world and have them beg to open their legs for me” His voice was now low and somber and a discreet smile crept up on his lips.

Changing the egg back into a pen, he held it between his upper lip and nose, playing with it. “What to do ... what to do... “, he wondered, his eyes fixed on his ceiling. The pen fell to the floor as he opened his mouth exclaiming “Ah, that fucking bitch.”.

Brian remembered Cindy, his upstairs neighbor. A beautiful young woman with long auburn hair. She lived with her mother Carol upstairs in the apartment right above his, and was attending the local community college. She had been a masturbatory fantasy for Brian for quite some time.

A lot of women had treated Brian badly through his life, Cindy was just the most recent one. She treated her garbage better than she did Brian. That was not an exaggeration, she actually made fun of Brian once, when she and her friend caught him ogling them, saying would rather sleep in her garbage dumpster than in his bed. They haven’t talked much ever since.

“Things are about to change Cindy, and I know exactly how you are going to pay me back”. Brian looked at the clock to check the time “2 in the afternoon of a Sunday. Perfect”. He concentrated upward looking for Cindy “Oh, they’re both home.” Brian considered adding Carol to the fun but decided against it ultimately.

Grabbing Cindy’s mind Brian inserted a single piece of information “If you don’t give your downstairs neighbor Brian a blowjob and swallow his cum in the next two hours, you will die a gruesome death”.

“There, done. Humm ... let’s add that she will not question this information. At all. To her this is undeniably true and the only way to live is to complete the task. Finally, I’ll insert an information feedback here, I want to know what the cunt is thinking”.

Brian felt thirsty. Not as a result of using his power, for him altering reality was as simple as expressing an idea. He was just thirsty. “Now we play the waiting game” he said out loud while pouring himself a cup of ice-cold water.