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Truth to TellI’ve recently discovered that I have some weird power over truth.Truth to Tell by FeetMuscleGrowth
People tend to tell me the truth. They don’t even fight it – whenever people are talking to me, especially when we’re alone, their inhibitions about telling me their innermost feelings and beliefs about any topic I ask about just melt away, and they tell me their secrets as if they were someone else’s.
And it gets better: when I’m speaking to someone, and it’s just us and I have their full attention, whatever I say is the truth.
Naturally I’ve been using it to get my rocks off.
Now, I’ve been pretty careful. So far. I’ve had this powerful instinct that anything too big, too epic, will backfire on me in ways I can’t imagine. So I keep it small. Well, obviously when it comes to certain kinds of things I’m not keeping it small, but you know what I mean.
But last week Stefan moved into the single dorm room next to mine, and I’ve kind of been losing
(Alternate) Another Muscle Growth Beam!"The test has come back positive sir!"(Alternate) Another Muscle Growth Beam! by FeetMuscleGrowth
"Excellent, prepare for one more fire."
"But sir! If we do that now, the machine will overheat!"
"I am the commander of this test! You will do as I say!"
"Prepare for one more fire!"
"We have a target sir, would you like to see it?"
"No Arthur, I don't."
"Launch beam in, 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...Fire!"
Andrew was a nerd, a geek for that matter. He was always being bullied and laughed at. He dreamed of the days when he could look his enemy in the eye and strike fear into him. Maybe then he would finally get some recognition from the girls.
Derek was a jock, and a bully. He always made fun of Andrew. He dreamed of the days when he could make everyone do as he wished, and have them never talk back. Maybe then he wouldn't get into trouble so much.
One day Andrew was sitting outside reading a boo
Jamie's Morning7:00 AM and my eyes flutter open as Im pulled from my sleep by the insistent blaring of my alarm clock. I lash out with my hand to hit the snooze button, and Im rewarded with the sound of my fist flattening the alarm clock like a wad of tinfoil and smashing through the nightstand as though it were made of balsa wood. With a rueful moan I rub the sleep from my eyes and look to the floor where the crumpled alarm clock lies amidst the splintered remains of my bedside table. The device offers a last plaintive wail before going silent, the red digital numbers on its face fading to black.Jamie's Morning by mindloop
Sadly, this isnt the first time its happened. Lately Ive been going through alarm clocks like most people go through underwear.
With a heavy sigh, I pull the blankets off of me. I have to use two to keep myself coveredone for my lower body and one for my upper. Then with a grunt, I propel my hulking body in
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