This choice: ...projecting a copy of himself into Natalie. • Go Back...Chapter #4...projecting a copy of himself into Natalie. by: Unknown Steven thought for a minute about how he could best try his powers out. He still wasn't even 100% sure they actually existed. There was always a chance that the old man was just crazy. If he was going to test his powers, Steven needed fast results. He quickly thought up just the way to test out his powers.
"Hey Natalie, do you mind if I ask you a quick question?" He asked.
"I don't mind, go ahead." Natalie said with a kind smile. Natalie wasn't the most attractive girl that Steve worked with but, she was still very pretty, and at the moment, she was going to be the easiest person to test out his abilities on.
"Well, it's kind of a private question. I'm a bit embarrassed to ask it out here, can you walk with me for a minute?" Steven asked, truly sounding embarrassed. If he was going to try this, he needed to get her away from anyone who could see, since even he didn't know what would happen if he tried this.
"Oh, sure. I don't mind." Natalie said. Steven and her began to walk around the store for a few minutes. While they walked Steven used his time to look for a place where there were very little people. As soon as he found that, Steven brought her into the corner and looked at her. Steven had known Natalie for a pretty long time, and Natalie had never done anything bad to him. She was really a very nice girl. She was also pretty with her shoulder length hair and slender figure.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Natalie asked, curiously. She had wondered why Steven would take her so far away for a simple question.
"Well, you remember how I told you about the man who I saw die right?" Steven asked.
"Of course. Don't tell me you're feeling sick because of that or something." Natalie said, jokingly.
"No, I don't feel sick. It's just that I wanted to see if there was anything he had given me before he died. Like a present or something. And I need your help in seeing if he did that." Steven said, trying not to give anything away.
"What kind of 'present'?" Natalie asked, becoming more confused.
"Well, he told me that I could do some amazing things. And I wanted to see if I could. But I need the right kind of person to try it with. And I think you're that kind of person." Steven said, as he placed his hand on Natalie's shoulder.
"Steven, what are you doing?" Natalie asked, getting worried.
"Don't move. Just let me try this." Steven said, pushing her onto the wall so she couldn't move.
"W-why are you doing this Steven?" Natalie asked, scared to death.
"Don't worry, I promise you'll know everything in a second." Steven said. He stared into Natalie's eyes and concentrated deeply. He felt as if a part of his spirit were breaking off of him from his forehead, and saw Natalie's eyes begin to shine red. Her body began to spasm, as if having a seizure. After a moment, her body fell limply to the floor.
A few seconds went by, and Steven was beginning to get scared that something had gone wrong, but just as he were about to leave, he saw Natalie's body start to stand up and brush herself off, taking extra time to feel her breasts. Natalie lifter her head and looked right at Steven. Her eye's had returned to their normal color, but there was still a reddish tint in her iris'. Natalie, or at least Natalie's body smiled at Steven seductively.
"Wow, what a rush...It looks like the old man wasn't crazy after all. And for the record, this feels great." 'Natalie' said, as she began to squeeze her breasts. Steven smiled and began to laugh. This looked like the beginning of an interesting new adventure in his life.
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