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John was never a popular kid in school. He wasn't athletic and he didn't have any outstanding talents. Even his grades were mediocre at best. John lived in a regular suburban area with his 40 year old mother and his 46 year old dad.
John was at best 5'6. Not very tall for a senior at high school. He had chocolate brown hair, the same as his parents, no muscle and even less charm. His father wasn't much better. John's father had put on quite the stomach over the years and now sported a thick beer belly and was quickly losing his hair. His mother on the other hand had held up fairly well.
At 5'5 the inshape brunette took it upon herself to make sure she looked good. That meant regular stops to the gym and saloon. John's mom had 36C breasts, which were surprisingly still perky, even with her age, and a slim waist. How his father had ever gotten his mother was beyond him.
The whole day you have been feeling kind of ill. You had nagging headache from the moment you woke up and no matter how much Aspirin you took it wouldn't go away. What made it worst was now that school was over that meant Mark, the schooly bully, was going to come looking for you, and today he wasted no time in finding you.
"Hey there faggot, where do you think you're going?!" Mark asked in a mocking tone.
Mark was everything you wanted to be. Tall, muscular, good looking; he never had any trouble picking up girls or just having a plain good time. Life was just that much easier for him. Today you really didn't want to have to deal with him, especially not with the day you've been having.
"Mark, why don't you just leave me alone," You yell hopelessly. You watch as Mark's eyes slowly glaze over and her turns around and walks off in the other direction, his friends all watching him with confused expressions on their face.
That was weird you think, but I'm not about to stick around and watch him change his mind again.
I heard her come in and slam the door. It must have been another frustrating day at work. My wife, Michelle had taken a new job about six months ago and it had been a complete change from her previous job. The work itself was exactly what she wanted, in line with her advanced degree, with lots of theoretical problems to solve, as well as the practical ones where she adapted the research results to everyday uses. But the other employees were so hard to adjust to. They were...
The girl needed help. She knew that, now. Which is why she was here. The waiting room. All so normal, exactly what she expected for a mental health counselor’s office. Ecru walls, long blue sofas and firm orange armchairs, ferns and philodendrons and rhododendrons. Drowsy clove scent in the air. The short-haired middle-aged white slightly dumpy (don’t fat-shame her don’t age-shame her) receptionist who had welcomed her in with professional courtesy but certainly hiding suspicions. Right?...
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"John Doe, we have summoned you here to grant you powers beyond the realm of mortal men." A booming voice echoed. John looked around him to see what looked like giants dressed in togas. 'Okay, I obviously drank far too much last night....' he thought to himself. "No, John you are not drunk. What you are seeing is very much real." The giant with a flowing white beard and dressed in a white and yellow toga boomed. "We have brought you here for one reason: we will grant you any power you request."...
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