She Gave Him Power – Part 2

When Aaron arrived home from the gym he was spent, unnaturally so. He’d worked out hard and worked even harder in the changing room, but he didn’t think the sole cause could just be his level of exertion. Slightly puzzled, he dropped his bag in the hall. Either way he was exhausted, so he quickly jumped in the shower again before hauling himself up to bed. His lethargic mind still trying to sort out the extent of his power.

Morning sunlight awoke him once again.

“Morning again?!” Aaron groaned. His head jerked up as he realised he was late for work.

“Shit!!” Aaron leapt from his bed.

He managed to take three steps in the direction of his door before slamming to the ground. Letting out a weak yell as he fell down, in confusion Aaron tried to move and get up, this time he screamed. His entire body was on fire, a burning sensation travelling from top to bottom no matter which limb he moved. Tears streamed his eyes as his body refused to do what he needed it too.

Pain had never been something Aaron feared. His mother’s abandonment helped him to grow a callus layer emotionally, but never before had he felt such physical agony. Helplessness threatened to engulf him as he lay in his doorway, half his body inside half out.

Forcing himself not to panic, Aaron took some deep breaths. He realised slow, shallow breaths did not cause a stir in his body too much, allowing his mind to focus on the problem at hand. It was clear to see that right now moving was not an option. He braved the agony, wincing in pain as he quickly shifted his body to lay straight on his back. Now laying face up he took time to think.

It was obvious that his body pain wasn’t just the result of the gym yesterday and that something strange had happened. Moving his neck ever so slightly caused a spasm down his spine, but it was worth it for what he saw.

A single tear left his eye.

If the pain had allowed it, Aaron would have jumped through the air and danced like an idiot. No doubt laughing maniacally, which he was half doing now, but with his neck slanted the way it was, it sounded more like a cat coughing up a hairball.

His body had changed!! Gone were the weak arms, flabby stomach and undefined legs. Replaced was the body of a soldier. Arms the width of a mans head, legs like tree trunks. He couldn’t believe it. If he hadn’t had sex with a gorgeous woman in the changing rooms of his gym the day before, he would think this was a dream. Only in your wildest fantasies could someone expect to have their body so radically transformed like this.

Again, if the pain would allow it, Aaron would be dancing.

Instead he resigned himself to laying his head back down. A giddy smile playing on his lips. It was clear to him now that the mental power he had been granted, obviously wasn’t the only change to be expected. Perhaps the hardships (for lack of a better word) he was required to put his body through, needed a model more durable and strong than his previous one.

This chain of thought lead him to thinking more about his new power. He had been so preoccupied with the excitement of the gym that he never really sat and explored his abilities. He knew from yesterday that his physical attraction had gone up. Although his face had not changed, Beth had still looked his way, and a girl that hot would have never paid any attention to him before the encounter in his dream. So maybe the attraction takes place on a chemical level, with his body producing more pheromones to attract females? This would add up if his mission was, inevitably, to mate with a different species of humanoid. A thought he wasn’t truly ready to deal with yet.

So as well as the chemical attraction, he also knew his touch could increase the lust of someone, not nearly as much as his own mental interference could, but enough to push things along. He smiled. Noone has a chance against him, he truly was being made into the ultimate sex machine.

With his mind he could increase the libio of women. He could make them feel incredible, with new heights of pleasure being offered. In addition he could make somebody feel a penis, hands or tongues that weren’t actually there, slowly caress them. And the best part is, every aspect of their lust will be whole heartedly directed at him. He smiled again, his life had taken such an incredibly drastic turn, closing his eyes he resigned himself to more sleep, seeing as he couldn’t do anything else.

Aaron awoke after a time. Still lying on his back and by now quite cold, he guessed it to be early evening based on the fading light outside. He gingerly moved a few fingers, before trying his whole arm. The majority of the pain had subsided, leaving now just a dull ache as he climbed to his feet.

The world spun slightly.

“Woah”

He was taller. Definitely taller.

Aaron walked to the mirror. Checking his body out earlier had been incredible, and honestly the feeling had not subsided one bit as he took in his new form. He chuckled remembering the increase in his penis size, and how that had been the first to grow.

Suddenly realising how famished he was, Aaron begrudgingly left the mirror. He hadn’t eaten properly in days and needed to find old clothes that would hopefully fit him.

In the end he settled on a very oversized shirt, that was now a slim fit, and a pair of jeans that had stretched in the wash. He left the house, aiming to find a nice pub he could eat at.

Driving for no more than 20 minutes, it didn’t take him long to find the perfect looking pub, not too old, nor too busy.