Invisi teenChapter 3
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I told my parents about the accident at school. Mom worried that I was seriously injured but I was only a little sore. I asked if it would be okay to stay home from school the next day and said I would be alright alone. I was fifteen after all. I could take care of myself. Mom expressed concern about me being sick and alone but Dad talked her into it. Yeah, Dad!
Sara left for school and Dad left for work by 7:30. Mom left for work by 8:00.
I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
"Turn invisible," I said.
Nothing.
"I wish I was invisible."
Nothing.
I sighed. I put my hand on the counter and shook my head slowly in frustration. If only I was invisible.
My hand went into the countertop.
Yes!
I pulled my hand out.
If only I was visible. I touched the counter. I was solid again.
If only I was invisible. My hand went through it again.
Okay, I had to mentally wish it. It wasn't some kind of verbal mantra. It was a certain kind of thought. Perhaps it worked on a certain brainwave? It didn't matter. What mattered was it worked.
I noticed I was still clothed. It was reasonable for my clothes to fall off when I was transparent. These clothes were not the same ones that were soaked yesterday. That brought to mind a theory.
I became visible. I picked up my toothbrush. I turned invisible. I could push the brush through the countertop. I pulled it out and held it over the sink. I dropped the brush and it clanked in the bowl. I reached for the toothbrush but couldn't grab it because it was solid again and I wasn't. Interesting but a little frustrating.
I went visible again and held my toothbrush again. I went invisible and put my toothbrush in my front pocket. I let it go then successfully retrieved it.
So whatever "energy" that made me invisible could extend to anything I could hold or wear. If I needed to carry items, I would need to wear a backpack. This all would take time getting used to.
I went visibly into my bedroom and saw the clock. Crap! I was wasting time.
Out of habit I pocketed my keys and was about to do the same with my cell phone. A thought came to mind. I wonder...
I turned invisible. I opened my flip phone. It was a basic phone with a camera. I stepped back and took a picture of my dresser. The picture appeared. I shifted into visibility. I looked at my camera.
YES! The picture was there. This was the best thing ever!
I pocketed my phone and keys. I turned invisible and headed out.
I stood outside the girls' locker room at my high school. I felt nervous about my next venture despite having walked past other people on campus without being noticed. I took a deep breath and walked in.
I waited in the shower area. Out of habit I sat on a locker bench though I noticed my legs weren't tired. I wasn't the most athletic person. I wore out easily. I hated when the P.E. coach made us run.
A bell rang and I became alert. I stood as the room filled with girls. The locker room became loud with chatter. I took a few initial photos but I didn't want to fill my memory card with pictures of clothed girls.
The first girl to enter the shower was Danielle. She walked right past me and started the spray. I moved forward still feeling like this was a dream or that I would suddenly turn visible which would put me in the worst trouble of my life.
I took a couple of pictures of her backside then moved nearer to take close pictures of her ass. She turned around. I snapped pics of her tits. They were a good size! I dropped to my knees, put my camera phone right up to her pussy, and took several close-ups. She was bikini-trimmed so her pussy wasn't hidden by pubic hair. I stood back and took a couple of full body shots.
I moved my attention to another girl. I took good close-up pictures of six different girls in the shower.
I did the same for the other class periods. The last period was the best. There were five cheerleaders. I made sure I got pictures of their pussies and full shots of their sweet naked bodies.
I tried the bathroom door again but Sara was still in there. She was in there for forty minutes now. I was to the point where I would need to overcome my laziness and use the downstairs bathroom. Sara finally opened the door attired in a party dress. "Where are you going?" I asked. Sister looked nice. "What's it look like? A party." "There's a party tonight?" "Don't get excited. You can't come. It's invitation only." I didn't expect to go. I didn't get invited to a party...
Sara and I both slept in late Saturday morning. Mom worried we were sick. Mom worried too much. I spent several hours on the internet doing research. I looked up the last names of several girls that I was interested in compromising and found addresses that I hoped corresponded. Most addresses should but there was always the chance a family address was unlisted while someone else had the same last name in the school's neighborhood. By 3:30 I was on foot, invisible, and on my way to Kim's...
Sara asked, "Did you hear about all the crazy stuff that happened at school today?" "Yeah." "That boy Cody goes crazy and some boy breaks his hand in a fight." "It wasn't a fight. He tried to hit me." "You? Why did he try to hit you?" "He thought I made that DVD of him and his girlfriend having sex?" "Why would he think that?" Sara said with a laugh. "I don't know." I shrugged. "So those DVDs are for real? I thought someone made it up" "Uh ... yeah. Someone put...
It was Sunday evening. My parents were used to me being out a lot more and even my sister covered for me by saying I had more friends from school now. Yeah, Sara! I went to the school and passed through the locked gates with my paint can and brush. I wore my backpack. I stopped in front of one the classrooms. I opened the can earlier with a screwdriver so the lid was lightly on. I took the lid off and dropped it to the ground. I put my brush into the paint and put the can down. I painted on...
I arrived at Michelle's house by six. Her parents were gone fifteen minutes later. Michelle was alone. Michelle watched TV but I could tell she was distracted. At about a quarter to seven she went to her room. She sat on her bed and took a deep breath before slowly undressing. When she was naked, she pulled the covers all the way back. My cock throbbed hard as I watched. She lay down and looked at the clock. When it was a couple of minutes before seven, she took the mask out and put it...
Sara knocked on my door. She came home from her date with Andy by nine because tomorrow was a school day. She entered my room. "Andy loved it," she said. "Loved what?" I asked. "The perfume. He practically ravaged me." "Uh ... you're welcome," I said not sure how to respond. "What's wrong? You look sad." I wasn't sure why I blurted it right out but I did. "Kendall saw that you have the same perfume I gave to Brianna. Now Brianna wonders if you have the same secret admirer...
Brianna looked at me. "Hi," I said softly and nearly stammered. She continued to stare. "I ... I'm the one who sent you the gifts." She still said nothing which made me anxious. She finally said, "Do you want to come in?" "Sure," I said. I followed her into the den. She sat on one end of the couch and I sat on the other. "You probably didn't expect it to be me," I said. She shook her head. I wished she'd talk. "I ... I like you a lot," I said. "Your name is Sam,...
I walked to school with my sister the next morning. "You seem extra happy," Sara commented. "I am," I replied. I still had a rush from yesterday. I turned a wrong into a right and the end result was better than I imagined. Not only was Mike gone but Lisa had his job now. She was the shift manager. So cool! "So what did you do?" "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean. Did you go spy on a girl?" "No. I haven't done anything like that for a while." "So what did you...
I didn't get up until past ten the next morning. I dressed and went downstairs. "He's not dead after all," Mom said from the den. "Just tired," I mumbled. I still wasn't fully awake. Sara kept staring. "What?" I mouthed. She shook her head. I poured a bowl of cereal and joined my family in the den. "Everything okay, Sam?" Mom asked. "Yeah, Mom." "Make sure you get enough rest." "I will." Sara smiled again. What was with her? I watched TV. Dad had the early game on...
Brianna sat with my group of friends during lunch. It wasn't as awkward as yesterday but it was still awkward. "Hey, Mallory," Brianna said. "I was wondering if you'd like to come over to my house after school." "What for?" Mallory said with suspicion in her voice. "Just hang out and do girl stuff. Play with make-up and our hair." "I'm not into that." Brianna looked at me. I spoke up. "Why don't you do it, Mallory? Brianna can teach you some things to make yourself...
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When Brianna spotted me at school on Monday, she greeted me with the biggest public kiss ever and I'm sure the school's "affection police" would have got on our case if they saw but only other students saw a beautiful cheerleader kissing a nerdy boy one year younger than her. I loved the facial reactions of the other students. I could tell it was the hardest thing for Brianna not to say anything about what I did this weekend during lunch. Now that my project for Brianna was done with I...
"My mom is happy for me," Brianna said when we arrived at her house after school. "About what?" Lisa wasn't home so she must have left for work already. When we showed up to her house after school, half the time Lisa was just about to leave and the other half she just left. "That I finally found the right boy to give my virginity to." "You told her?" I said surprised. I and my sister did not have any inclination to tell our parents we were sexually active. "Yes. She wanted to...
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I foolishly thought everything was okay, but when I arrived at school Alex was not happy. "What was going on?" she angrily said. "The police acted like I was a criminal! As if I was the one holding the girl hostage! They kept asking me questions about you but all I could say was I knew you did something but I don't know how or what." "Everything is okay," I tried to soothe. "The police are okay now. We're not in trouble." "So what did you say?" I didn't answer. "You told...
Alyssa said during lunch, "So Sam, have you thought any more about my history test?" "What?" "You know..." "Alyssa!" warned Alex. "I'm not saying anything." "Not now," I said. "Talking about it or helping me?" Mallory chimed in. "Are you tutoring Alyssa?" "Not exactly," Alyssa said with a coy smile. I stood, grabbed my lunch, and walked away. "Where are you going?" Alex said. "Nowhere," I mumbled and headed off. I found a quiet place leaning against a school...
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The intensity of the experience had shaken them both. Sometimes as they walked along the dark streets, talking quietly, their eyes would find each other, and although the topic under discussion would continue unchecked there would be a silent question exchanged, along the lines of, Did that really just happen?, followed by the equivalent of Wow. As if they had been caught in a forest fire or a landslide and had barely escaped. Eventually, though, there was too much that she didn’t know, and...
When Jane woke up the next morning her first thought was that Peter must have stuffed a pair of her panties into her mouth after she’d fallen asleep. At the very least she felt as if her tongue was wearing a sock and her head was throbbing dully. She opened her eyes and sat up. This added nausea to her other complaints and she immediately lay down again. At this point she noticed that she was naked—she usually wore at least a shirt or a nightgown— except for her earrings and–oh!–her...
She walked Chrissy out to her car, accepted a hug, and watched with barely concealed amusement as Chrissy attempted to lower herself gingerly into her seat without appearing to do so, with the result that she still sat down faster than she wanted to and was unable to control the grimace of pain which followed, and which Jane politely pretended not to see. She could certainly understand how Chrissy was feeling, being more than a little sore in the same place herself. I’ll just have to play...
Not surprisingly, Jane slept late the next morning and when she awoke she found herself feeling much better. Her appointment was at eleven, and it was more than an hour’s drive to the city, so she hurried to get showered and dressed. When she came downstairs she saw that her mother had put out fruit and muffins for her. Her mother was already dressed and ready to go, so Jane quickly sat down to eat. Next to her place-mat was an envelope with her name on it in her father’s handwriting,...
Peter was torturing Jane. Nicely. Right after he’d slid the full length of his cock into her and made his joke about Father Brian he pulled it out again, saying, “There—I believe that was under ten seconds...was that all you wanted?” Jane could no longer see his face but had known he was grinning at her. Well, two can play this game, she thought. “ I’m not sure,” she replied, her voice seemingly casual. “There might have been something else...” “Well, you’d better think of it soon,...