This story is based on my husband's experiences when he was a boy, as well as the lifestyle he and I have lived since our marriage in 2000. It is mostly true, although some parts are due to my "artistic license."
Hello dear readers- I feel like an outcast out here in the outback with no document App to get my tales to you - but I have found a way to get this through to you and it a spicy little tale full of the naughty bits that we all love. In using Sat-Nav Tec and other means the grammar is sometimes distorted - still, do enjoy.
This is my own version of a sequel to "Danielle's Revenge" by Damon X. You could call it fan fic, though I'm not a fan of the ending, which cut off too soon.
An everyman in a retail job discovers by accident that he has strange, supernatural powers that give him control over the actions of others. Well, power corrupts, doesn't it?
Luke Dunphy tries out some new sample pills from Manny on his sisters, Alex and Haley. They pretend to be mind-controlled by them and then force them down his throat, dominating him through the power of suggestion. It only gets weirder from there.
My origin was a bad start. You can't imagine a more spoiled rotten mean little kid than I was. My story has a villain, but no heroes. I am the villain. No matter how I spin it or excuse myself, I'll never come out remotely heroic. I'm the predator, and the characters portray my victims. You won't learn much about them. Their character development is skimpy and stereotyped. Though they were my half-siblings I never knew them well so I can't tell what I don't know.