Chapter 13

Wednesday, January 12th, 2022
Colorado Springs, Colorado

Meghan asked, “So what was that last night?”

We were sitting at the kitchen table drinking the first cup of the day at around 9 in the morning.

Jan smiled and said, “Paul and his friend found a new trick.”

Meghan grinned and said, “Don’t be shy, I need details woman.”

I shook my head, made an excuse about needing to use the computer and left them to talk. I figured they needed to have some more opportunities for one on one time if they were ever going to have a genuine conversation about certain things. Well, a guy can hope, right?

The previous evening Carl and I had put some work into fine tuning his ability to draw extra power while I was also maintaining contact. After Jan’s superfast, super strong orgasm, the pool was more than one quarter full from that one event. She was very tired, but easing back on the draw normalized things a little better and still produced faster restore rates, and stronger orgasms which significantly increased returns to the pool. The other orgasms were exhausting for Jan, but not as much as the first one. Each one taking much longer to recover from than usual. She wasn’t really complaining about it much for some odd reason though.

We ended the night by cycling again and leaving the pool with a couple units left in it while we slept. This morning’s quick session got me back up to almost half and left Jan in a good mood it seems.

When I felt I had wasted enough time in the 2nd bedroom, which I was mildly surprised to find in neat and tidy condition, even though Meghan had just spent the night there. I headed back to the kitchen to see about breakfast.

The girls were still talking but they seemed to be focused on the upcoming course they had signed up for. I pulled out some eggs and cheese from the fridge and started scrambling them with a little dried dill plus S&P. Jan joined me and got toast going while Meghan started getting plates out and then poured some juice in glasses too. Their conversation never stopped, and nobody said anything about what needed to be done while making it happen. I divided the eggs between the plates and we all dug in. As we ate, the girls thanked me and I thanked them back. All in all, this was shaping up to be one of the better mornings I could remember.

I was kind of zoning out with my second cup of coffee and a smile on my face when Jan got my attention and apparently repeated her question to me.

She said, “Paul, I was asking what you were planning for the day.”

I said, “Sorry about that, just enjoying a really good morning. I was thinking about checking airfare options for visiting Vermont and seeing what would work out the best. I don’t mind spending money on things that are needed, but this trip doesn’t seem worth paying three times as much for the same ticket only a little sooner. I’ll have to see how it works out.”

Meghan mentioned, “Have you got any more tricks like that last one up your sleeve?”

I smiled and said, “Well I wasn’t expecting anything like the results of the last one either, so you never know. That reminds me though, and this is for either or both of you. I want to test trying to pull arousal from someone who is not aroused. Both remotely and in contact. We need to know if arousal has to pre-exist or if we can cause it. From a ‘designing the experiment’ perspective, how should we attempt to ensure lack of arousal?”

The girls considered the concept and Meghan said, “Actually you should consider what normal means and what your powers do at many levels of arousal. For example; just sitting around working on homework might mean normal-arousal-level, but cleaning the toilet likely would comparatively mean an arousal level of below-normal or maybe way-below-normal depending on the person and the condition of the toilet. Am I thinking of this right? Isn’t it likely to be scale with disgust on one end and arousal on the other? Couldn’t info on the negative end be just as important as the positive?”

I said, “That’s good thinking. I don’t know what we’ll find, but that’s a reasonable hypothesis in my opinion. I see value in testing it out, we will have to put some thought into how to test it. Jan, where would you say your arousal level is right now?”

She said, “I don’t feel particularly aroused at all, so let’s call it normal.”

Meghan smirked and said, “That doesn’t sound like you.”

Jan swatted at her.

I grinned at the two of them and said, “Okay then, I’m going to talk to my other me out loud so you guys are more included in the conversation. I need a name for him.”

Jan said, “I think you know him best, so you should name him.”

I scrambled mentally for a minute, then said, “Well he doesn’t much care, but if I’m going to be talking to myself I think I’ll call him Carl, after Carl Jung. I never cared much for Freud.”

The girls nodded.

Carl sent, [Nice one! I thought I was going to end up with a name like Francis for a while there.]

I said, “Carl, please try to reach out and connect with Jan as we did before, but don’t try pulling yet.”

Carl replied, [I think I’m connected, but I don’t know how I can tell without pulling.]

I passed along his words to the girls.

Jan said, “Maybe we can talk more about how this works from Carl’s perspective so we are all on the same page. What does his environment look like? How does he see this working?”

I said, “Good idea. What have I told you about it so far?”

Meghan said, “Not much, let’s see: Carl lives in a dark void, can sense this pool of power you mentioned but not well, can control a camera to look around within your sphere, he recently learned to tap into someone you are touching to greatly improve the amount power you pull and to really enhance the orgasms at the same time. Nice side benefits there by the way. I think that’s about it.”

Jan said, “He remotely tapped into you once too and got some power from your arousal.”

Meghan said, “Right, I forgot about that, and I didn’t catch that he got some power out of it when you mentioned it before.”

I said, “I didn’t want to make a big deal about it because I was asking for your forgiveness at the time. I suppose I should have included taking power from you without permission in my apology.”

Meghan replied, “No need. First, I had no idea it happened until you told me. I couldn’t feel it at all. Second, you’ve already apologized and I forgave you so don’t sweat it. Third, you didn’t cause any harm, so there was no foul. Tap me anytime, especially if it improves my orgasms please.” She realized what she just said and blushed. “Well, you know what I meant.”

Jan and I laughed at her little flub.

I said, “Back to Carl’s story. In the beginning, there was darkness...”

Both girls slapped my arms.

I grinned and said, “Kidding aside, he was floating in nothingness until he followed the feel of my thoughts to a spot that felt more, well ... substantial, is probably a good word. Like it had gravity ... no more like gravitas if that term can be applied to a locale. He could feel the power buzzing around him but it wasn’t well defined and at first, we didn’t recognize it for what it was. Eventually, we figured out how to contain and consolidate it and it was shaped sort of like a hot tub at the time. Just a big pool of power. Keep in mind, that this is all just a mental image. He’s not actually in a room with the pool, that’s just how he’s visualizing it.”

Jan mentioned, “Not to interrupt, but it’s a little odd how you keep switching between He and We when describing things.”

Meghan agreed and I said, “Well, English isn’t a very precise language, and it wasn’t really planned with my situation in mind. I’m using ‘we’ when we worked on something together and he when he came up with it on his own. Though it still boils down to the odd fact that he and I are pretty much the same person. So it’s admittedly a little weird talking about it.”

Jan said, “Sorry for the distraction, I just thought it was interesting.”

I continued, “Well, some changes have been made along the way since then. He reshaped the pool into a wide tall clear cylinder with markings like the half, the quarters, then eighths and 16ths too. We can read the amounts much better now. Imagine the pool as having the rough area of a phone booth, but as I said, cylindrical. Also, we included a fill pipe at the top where we can sense power coming in and we put a hydraulic flow gauge on it so we can see the rate of power coming in.”

I said, “Actually. There is a change I think we need to make there. Carl, let’s re-imagine that gauge so instead of having a scale that goes from roughly 10 o’clock to 2 o’clock like on a gas gauge, I would like to see a scale going from something more like 7 o’clock to 5 o’clock. We need to set the scale to have normal untapped sexual contact arousal be a one on a one to ten scale and see how that works for a while. I’d like to be able to read the spikes much better instead of just pegging the meter.”

Carl sent, [I’ll need to calibrate that during a session, ] and I shared the comment with the girls.

Continuing the description, I said, “When Carl performed his ‘pull’ testing, he visualized a hose connecting from the intake pipe to the person targeted and visualized the pulling action. We had to tweak how hard he was pulling because we were mildly scared of the side effects of that first pull from Jan. That first pull resulted in significantly more power being added to the pool than previous contact-only orgasms. Those previous ones were about half a unit. Which on the new setup would look pretty close to 1/16th. To visualize with me, picture a regular school ruler. There are the same kind of marks on the entire pool from top to bottom as what you would find between the inches on your typical ruler or that tape measure for that matter.”

I said, “So if a normal orgasm provides 1/16th of the pool, Jan’s big orgasm while being tapped was more like 5/16ths. We had just emptied the pool beforehand and suddenly it was more than a quarter full. Of course, there was some power from the draw outside of the orgasm in there too. But the difference was striking.”

Jan said, “Wow, I hadn’t realized it was so much more. That’s great. And it’s very cool how Carl can visualize what he wants and make it work in his world.”

Meghan said, “He’s like the Green Lantern of Horniness.”

I lost it and started laughing so hard I hurt my stomach. The girls joined in and we were worthless for a little while. Carl tried to act butt-hurt at first, but agreed it was pretty funny.

Eventually, Jan said, “Okay, back to the testing. Carl, can you maybe visualize a meter at the end of the hose you are tapping with. I’m thinking sort of a temperature gauge in function but instead measuring arousal. Have it use a big scale shaped like Paul described earlier, from 7 to 5. For this one make zero be at top center with disgust on one end and arousal on the other, maybe scale it from plus ten to minus ten.”

I said, “Nice image. Carl says he thinks he has it. Let’s test it out. Meghan, do you want to try to walk her through some arousing then disgusting thoughts?”

She said, “Sure. Jan, let’s start with remembering what you told me earlier about how that huge orgasm felt. How Paul was just starting to go down on you when you suddenly felt you were in a runaway car on a winding road, faster and faster, getting closer to the edge all the time, and then came that last curve where you went through the rail and flew off a cliff.”

Carl passed along the info to me and I relayed, “That’s reading a positive three on the meter, it’s working. Let’s go the other direction.”

Meghan said, “I guess we’ll use the toilet analogy. Okay Jan, you’re over at a friend’s house and whatever you guys had for lunch is running right through you. You barely make it to the bathroom and get on the seat before you let a wet mess loose in the bowl. When you are done you wipe up and flush but it doesn’t work. Water is coming in but not going down. You grab the plunger to fix it and it works, but you were so aggressive that you splashed brown water on your hands in the process. You’re standing there wondering what to do with the dripping plunger.”

I said, “Nice job, you got a negative six out of that story.”

Meghan pumped her hands in the air, while Jan complained about being a guinea pig.

I said, “Good work guys. I like the way this is shaping up. I want to start testing pulling at different levels now. Let’s all take a deep breath, calm down and we’ll see what happens. You are both right around zero on the scale right now. With your permission?”

Jan said, “You don’t need to ask for permission from me. Unless we find some negative side effects, I don’t mind if you tap me whenever you like.”

Meghan said, “Same here, have at it.”

Carl tried pulling from each of them but got nothing. I let them know.

Jan said, “Okay, Meghan’s turn as the test subject. Are you ready for a little payback?”

Meghan said, “Give it your best shot, Tinkerbell.”

Jan said, “Feeling feisty huh? We’ll see about that.”

She stood up and then sat on Meghan’s lap, wrapped her arms around her neck, smiled at the stunned look on Meghan’s face then leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Gently at first then a bit more aggressively. She put her hand on Meghans cheek as she broke the kiss and said, “I’ve honestly been thinking about that for a long time, but I’ve been way too scared, of all sorts of things, to try it. I hope you don’t mind.”

Meghan smiled and said, “I don’t mind at all,” and kissed her right back.

Carl and I were both too stunned up to this point to do anything, but I reminded him and he gently pulled and was getting a nice flow from Meghan. I asked him if he could make a second hose for Jan and that worked too. We agreed to keep the pull light and I just sat back and watched them kissing with a little smile on my face.

I had another thought and asked Carl to try to envision making all my muscles stronger by increasing their density. I didn’t mind adjusting size as needed. After a minute I felt the tingling all over briefly. I explained that I wanted him to try to use cycling from that extra strong version to the normal version and back. I was hoping for a way to exercise while power was coming in like this.

He started experimenting and found that pulling didn’t take any real concentration on his part, just set it and forget it. What took concentration was the cycling, but he could handle it and the input from two feeds at the same time just fine. We were both feeling very happy with ourselves while we enjoyed the little show and knowing I was exercising lightly while my pool was still slowly refilling.