I stared at Frank for a moment before I spoke up."Whoa. ... What's going on?"He took a hard look at me and sighed heavily. He then loosened up a bit and backed off."Sorry about that," he remorsefully replied. "Maybe I came off a little strong there.""Maybe," I concurred with a confused chuckle. "I noticed you weren't acting very normal during lunch. Any reason why?""Yeah," he replied while I straightened my shirt. "It's just that... you and this whole 'change' thing is starting to bug me, man. I think it's great but I can't shake the feeling that there's something more to this. It feels like you're... hiding something. You know that I know you. Something's up and I want to know what it is."Frank was one of my most trusted friends, He indeed knew me better than anyone. I figured if there was anyone I could entrust my secret to, it was surely him. There was no way he was going to take 'no' for an answer anyway. I took a deep breath and nodded."... All right," I sighed, "I'll tell
After I took my seat, I saw Eve and Lila walking in together. Both of them looked at me and gave me their own respective, pretty smiles. I grinned and focused back on my work, feeling pretty damn proud with myself. Not long after, Jennifer walked by and punched me square on the arm."Ow," I playfully whined as I turned to her and rubbed my arm. Funnily enough, her hitting me didn't hurt nearly as much as it usually did. Must have been my incredible, bulging muscles absorbing the impact."That was for being a dick earlier," she quietly explained herself as she took her seat behind me. "And for not fessing up when I ask you who you've been banging.""Sorry," I replied with a grin, "but a true gentleman never kisses and tells.""I guess they don't fuck and tell either," she muttered before turning her attention to her classwork. I jovially laughed just before we settled back into class.Even though it was Friday, I was a little disappointed when I heard the bell to end class. It'd be ano
"Sup, Anthony," the very tall and lanky Oleg greeted me.I was surprised to see him talking to me. We were usually on good terms with each other, though he and I had our spats in the past. Our fights were mostly harmless and usually took place online in the form of instant messages. It was also odd to see him sitting so far up. He was one of the ones that liked to sit at the extreme back of the bus."Hey man, what's going on?" I inquisitively asked."Not much, not much," he replied, waiting for someone to pass by him before continuing. "Yo, some guys at school were talking to me about you.""Oh yeah?" I curiously asked, sitting up a bit. "What's the word?""Word is they want you to hang with us. You want in?"I smirked and shrugged. "Don’t know man, I'm pretty busy...""Oh come on, don't give me that shit," he replied, leaning back a bit as someone else passed by."Yeah, okay, I'll hang. Where at and when?""Behind the new flower shop. You know, at the far end of town. We're gonna be
"Well, uh... why did you guys want me anyway?""Just to hang," he replied."Oh," I replied with a hint of confusion. "Okay then."He then waved for me to follow him, and led me to the group of guys. I greeted some of them with a quick tip of my chin, getting a greeting back of the same. It instantly became pretty hard for me to feel like I was fitting in. I knew none of these guys, none of them looked like me, all of them smoked and they all carried the same air of self-importance around with them.I had no idea what Steve's idea of hanging was, but so far it was really dull. From behind his sunglasses, it seemed like he wasn't even looking at me. With such a level of disinterest, I couldn't figure why this guy would want me around. Something just seemed really off, and my buzzing head alerted me of that.After a few moments of silence between us, Steve finally spoke again."So," he said while letting smoke vent out of his nose. "Heard you fucked up some guy at school. What was his na
The next morning, I woke up nice and late. It always felt great to get to sleep in. I treated myself to my own breakfast and even got to eat it without having to stop time, too. Aren't the weekends great?I headed into the bathroom, stopping for a moment to gaze in the mirror once again. My muscles had somehow become even more cut than the previous day. I was truly amazed at how toned my muscles were getting. I found myself flexing like a bodybuilder would as I admired my new look. If this was puberty, it was hitting me like a freight train. I just hoped they didn't start inflating like an air mattress or something. I didn't want to look like some juiced-up gorilla.Once done there, I went to get dressed. As I did, I remembered the fact that Natalie said she was going to be gracing the beach with her presence. It put a smile upon my face. I wondered how good my confidence, as well as my ability and faith in myself to talk to the opposite was. Could I actually just head to the beach an
She was pretty far away from the watery playground which was the ocean. I supposed that made sense, seeing as how she was more interested in trying to soak up the sunlight. The position she laid in allowed me to freely gaze over her mind-blowing, shimmering body. There was no way she didn't do that to me on purpose.She was wearing a small, green, two-piece bikini that gave the impression that she was trying to show off that gorgeous body of hers. The bikini itself was tied in knots around her hips and behind her back. It very easily got my mind going as I imagined untying the flimsy cloths off of her.Oh, how envious I was on that tiny green bikini separating me from those absolutely spectacular orbs of hers.She then peered an eye open and looked at me. "Don't stop talking now," she implored. "I don't want to be bored.""I see!" I replied with a laugh. "It's all about you, huh?"She smirked and closed her eyes. "It always is."She reminded me a bit of Jennifer. Although, Jennifer wa
I rubbed slowly in circles, all the while listening to her soft, pleased responses. I pressed my palms hard into the denser muscles, causing her to straighten her back a bit."Does it feel good?" I asked."Mm-hmm," she replied with a soft groan. "You have a nice touch.""You have a nice body," I slyly replied. "I don't feel like stopping yet.""Good. I don't want you to stop."I decided to sit down, letting my legs rest by her sides. My hands went back up, slowly gliding across the entire length of her back. I then let my hands slip under the strap of her top and then drawing my hands around to the sides of her ribs, teasing her a little bit. She sighed quietly as I came so painfully close to her breasts before calmly pulling back.As I resumed my massage, she placed her hand on my lower leg. She gently stroked her hand up and down, sending a shiver of excitement through me. Now that she had put her hand on me, all bets were off. She couldn't have made her interest any clearer to me.
"You like how close it is, don't you?" she softly asked. "You're thinking about how you could just stick it in there right this second, huh?""Wow, how did you know?" I asked, feigning surprise.She chuckled lecherously, taking her hands away from my penis. She playfully bit her lip as she slid off of me, beckoning me over with her index finger before laying down on her towel. Feeling chivalrous, I quickly picked up my towel, shook the sand off and rolled it into a pillow. I then slipped it under her head as she laughed."Such a gentleman," she remarked."Just want to make you comfortable.""Oh, I'm already comfortable with you around..."The two of us kissed briefly with a heated passion. Natalie moaned and laid her arms over her head in a submissive pose. Both of us were panting by the time our lips parted and mine then started to travel to her neck, kissing further down in excitement. Her body lifted and arched in response to where I was kissing her, presenting herself more thoroug
A few days later, I sat on the edge of the rooftop of my building. My body invisible, I gazed out at the evening sky as the sun set behind the city. The wind whipped wildly at me from up there, but it didn't faze me. I was starting to get used to all the being up high, flying around, having the most incredible sense of freedom I could've ever dreamed of. I'd still gotten grounded to hell from the hangover as I expected, but being able to turn invisible and fly away gave me some definite leeway.I looked at my hand and sighed thoughtfully. I had so much power inside of me, so much ability to do good and to help people and to make other peoples' lives better. I then turned my attention back to the setting sun and wondered: Would I ever find out why I had this power? Or would I just be happy, not question it, and move on with my life? Sure, I might've been able to find the answer to the enigma through some kind of inner dialogue. Perhaps through some inspirational montage where I climb a
"You're pretty good at holding back," she remarked in a tone dripping with seductiveness, "but you won't be able to hold back for much longer....""Probably not," I softly replied.She chuckled as she slid the very swollen head of my penis inside of her, then slowly lowered her body down to take the rest within her. I groaned lustfully as her very hot, wet walls unfurled and clenched around me. She just barely seated herself on my thighs before smoothly coming back up, and then back down again. She moved in an effortless rhythm that had me instantly mesmerized. She softly moaned along with me, grinning as she watched me blankly stare the point where our bodies were united."Does it feel good inside of my pussy...?" Cassandra asked."Oh, gosh, yes..." I replied in amazement."Oooh, Anthony," she softly remarked, "you're so sweet and genuine. ... I'm so glad I'm doing this with you...."Both of us felt so comfortable doing this with each other. I couldn't believe how good it felt being
She dipped down, engaging me into a warm kiss that I was more than happy to return. We moaned together, my excitement enhanced by the dazed, hung-over state I was in. Her lips were warm and soft, putting me at ease with her affection. I felt blanketed by her warm body, her sweet perfume enchanting. Lost in a lip-lock with a beautiful woman like Cassandra was the best wake-up call I'd ever had. I slid my hands down the back of her silk nightie, dragging the low-cut hem up. She moaned as I grabbed her bulbous booty, and I moaned back upon realizing she wasn't wearing any panties.She pulled her lips away and grinned as she sat up straight. She slowly lifted up her flimsy gown, allowing me to savor every inch of revealed skin as she took it off. She then tossed it aside, chuckling in amusement when she caught me staring at her big, luscious breasts. They were so perfectly sized, just big enough to touch each other. They hung just slightly from her chest like two ripened fruit ready to be
The next morning, I awoke with a heavy groan. Opening my eyes, my eyesight wobbled around a bit until I could focus on the bright sunlight shining in from the sliding glass door. This wasn't my bed, or my home. I was so confused until I heard Cassandra's voice enter the bedroom from behind me."Hey there, sleepy head," she said, wearing a silver-colored silk nightie. "I was wondering when you'd wake up.""What happened?" I asked with an incredible grogginess. "Why do I feel like crap?""That's what's called a hangover. You usually get those from drinking, a lot.""I was drinking?" I asked as she left the room momentarily."Yep!" she replied from the other room. "You had seven glasses of scotch!""Seven?" I wondered aloud. "Was I going for the high score?"She laughed as she re-entered the room with an empty glass and a pitcher of water."That's what I said," she said, placing the items on the nightstand next to me. She poured some water into the glass, then helped me to sit. "Here, si
"I want you so much...." I replied as I rested my head on her chest. "I want to ... suck your boobies."The elevator doors opened and she led me down the empty hallway."Don't worry about me, everyone!" I exclaimed. "I'm a superhero, I can take care of ... myself.""Even superheroes have to sleep it off, sweetie," she replied. She pulled out a key from her purse and unlocked her door. "Come on, in you go.""Whoo!" I exclaimed as she led me stumbling into her apartment. The place looked nice, at least from what I could see through my wobbly vision; smelled nice, too. She took me into the bedroom and laid me down on the bed."There you go," she said as she helped get my head on the pillow."But I'm not even naked yet," I mumbled."You don't have to be naked," she softly reassured me. "just lay down."I figured I was just imagining things when I saw her slip off her heels and then calmly slide in on the other side of the bed. That is, until I felt her put her arms around me. She held me
"I think you are incredibly adorable," she remarked. "You were like a Rottweiler out there fighting off that huge guy with ease. Inside, though, you're like ... a puppy. It's sweet." Her hand drifted down my arm and continued downward. "I have to admit, I like cute guys like you...."She surprised me as I felt her hand slowly going up and down my leg."Barkeep!" I exclaimed as I kept my eyes affixed on hers."Yes?" Ron asked as he came over. I nudged my glass toward him."Another, please," I said."Another one?" she asked, seemingly impressed. "You going for the high score?""Definitely," I replied with a nod.By the time she was halfway through her second drink, I was done with seven. Yes, seven. The empty glasses were scattered about in front of me like my trophies. Needless to say, I was very, very drunk at that point."Ya' know, I gotta tell ya," I spoke in a drunken slur, "... a woman like you ... turns me on so much..."She grinned at me as her finger traced the lip of her glass
We walked into the open entrance of a large dining hall. She led me down a few steps onto the floor, heading straight for the bar in the very center of the whole thing. A pianist played a soft melody on the piano nearby. Yes, I know, pianist. All the while, Cassandra remained courteous and polite to those 'uptight stiffs' that greeted her as she walked by. She certainly seemed to know a lot of them. I felt really out of place escorting someone who was rubbing elbows with millionaires.She took a seat at the nearest bar stool and sighed quietly. She placed her purse on the counter while I took a seat next to her. Again, I found myself a little intimidated. I'd never drank, therefore I'd never ordered drinks before. I only remember being told to stay away from the bar as a kid, since that was always grown-up territory. The many hundreds of alcohol bottles lining the circular wall behind the bartender confused me. What do I even order? I racked my brain trying to remember the names of ma
"Well, I guess I could," I replied, nervously scratching the back of my head. "I don't really want people to start thinking I've got superpowers or anything." She laughed as she pulled out her cell phone from her purse."Okay, we'll say it was a joint effort. He ran for it, you tripped him; I came in and knocked him out. Sound good?"I smiled thankfully. "Sounds good."Within minutes, the police were on the scene. Bright police car headlights and emergency lights were going off in all directions. Crap, was I nervous. I kept my cool as best as I could as we ran through our stories together for the police to write down. All the while she seemed to look over at me frequently with this really warm, pretty smile that made me feel like I'd done a ton of good. I had to admit she was actually quite beautiful. It was funny to me to think that I didn't even pay attention to her looks when I was fighting that guy off of her, I just wanted her to be okay. Head back a couple of months and, instead
About a week later, I had begun to settle into a patrol around the city. It was late night on Friday. I was soaring invisibly through the air, scouting for any possible trouble. My senses were sharpening to a point where nothing was able to escape me. I could see and hear things clearly from incredible distances. At a hundred feet overhead, I heard a guy coming out of a gas station drop his wallet. There was another man hanging out against the wall of the building that watched him. I came to a slow stop, but the first man simply scooped up his wallet and continued on his way without incident. Looked like it was shaping up to be another quiet night.I'd also started to make it a habit of getting free car rides with strangers to keep me closer to the street. I descended downward upon spotting a roaming police car. I calmly took a seat atop the hood of the car, my legs folded, keeping a watch out. Of course, the police within the car were unable to see me. With the police cars, it gave m