Abel had gained something many would consider amazing that day in the forest. He'd gained a power, a persuasion, and even more so the ability to share that power with others, each in their own unique way.
Now everyone agreed with everything, most of all Kelly, and Abel had seen how his touch could change them, just one shock and their inner most thoughts at the time twisted into an ability like nothing he'd seen before.
Ever since the incident with that street performer, Abel had tried reining in his ability, not simply bottling it up. He'd used it sparingly, getting Kelly to agree to one thing or another, restraining the use but not fully eliminating it. In many ways, Abel saw it as an alcoholic might see learning to drink purely in social situations, difficult and sometimes near impossible.
It was far too tempting, so many temptations, and each of them was becoming a bit more depraved and perverse than Abel ever used to be. He supposed it was the freedom of knowing he could do and say anything, to anyone, have nearly anything he could imagine since anyone would agree to anything.
That was how he found himself at the mechanic shop out off the beaten path, not as many temptations, not as many people. He's spent a great deal of time lately in thought, trying to resolve the way his life had taken a turn.
As it happened the mechanic shop was joined to a small cafe or roadside diner by the very waiting room Abel found himself in. It was as the mechanics busily worked away over the spread of a number of garage bays on the other side of the glass across from Abel that he found himself overhearing a young couple arguing in the cafe.
Amber and Devon are small town sweethearts that definitely aren't too sweet tonight, the always passionate Amber very upset. She's always been an emotional girl, but this time her boyfriend has truly pissed her off.
Seniors in high school, there's a lot left to focus on in the future but Devon as Amber has noticed certainly seems to focus a bit too much on certain things. Lately he's been quick to offer help to strangers, enthralled by spending time with certain girls at school, as long as those girls or strangers have that quality Devon always loved... big boobs.
As he puts it in a badly defended excuse, he's always been a boob guy, but Amber knows that naturally that means he just doesn't have what he wants with her, eighteen and still not having anymore boobs than two years earlier when they began dating.
Frustrated and annoyed, the couple seems to have reached the boiling point, where something is going to give, and it's Amber who gets up to walk out, never intending to have anything to do with a shallow idiot who obsesses about boobs and can't control himself enough not to ogle every decent sized pair.
Running, never paying much attention due to the clear and obvious anger at Devon, Amber goes to leave that cafe through that adjoining waiting room and collides with Abel, the two of them falling to the floor
It was instant, the electricity, the jolts which Abel had now seen too many times before, ones he knew were giving all new power to Amber, some ability that others only could imagine, but just what was that power to be?
Watching Amber walk off, Abel knew he was no longer in this waiting room waiting merely on his car to be repaired. He was now waiting to see what became of a sweet passionate girl whose possibly ex-boyfriend had a thing for big boobs.
As Amber walked into the mechanic garage bays nearby instead of leaving as she'd intended, Abel knew that this might be the one which finally pushed him over an edge, left him in a place he'd simply relent to.
Abel Bodied Month comes to a conclusion and this might be where Abel either embraces his new life, or escapes to his old ordinary one, but one thing is certain... there's just no inflating how big an ending this is to the month.
About the Author
Kris P. Kreme is an author of online erotica, having written hundreds of stories in every theme imaginable for the past ten years. His work, like his name, is fresh and hot daily, leaving readers often glazed to their seats with what twist and turn the tale will take next. Comedic stories or tales of horror, you will find something of all genres to appeal to every possible mood or kink. Kris, who is most famously known not just for mind control erotica, but breast expansion, bimbo-creating, slut-making, and even giantess tales and comics. So whether you are wanting a simple story of overwhelming seduction of innocence or a tale with legend and myth, where everything from demons, leprechauns, or even the Easter Bunny make an appearance, you can find a bit of everything served up from Kris P. Kreme.