New Assignment [kathryn]

[kathryn]

Kathryn watched as Matty’s jaw dropped. Hey, he was the one who had said he liked Busty Blondes! She wasn’t busty, nor blond. Kathryn had been blonde once, but it just had not worked out for her so she went back to being a brunette. She watched as his face turned a brighter shade of red than her own, and he started taking steps backwards... Damn, Kathryn seemed to have caught him off guard with that one! She felt herself try to hold back the giggles that threatened to leave her lips. It would be mean to laugh... but, his expression, his reaction, it was priceless.

”I-I...I like all girls!” he said... or shouted. Kathryn couldn’t really tell, but he had forgot to sign that time. She bit her lip as she tried to contain her giggle-fit. Her blush had all but disappeared, as she watched Matty stare at his shoes. Oh no, this was to interesting. She walked so she was closer to him and was really in his face. ”I can’t read your lips if I can’t see them.”

[/color] was the first thing she said, to try and diffuse whatever bomb had been set off. The embarrassment bomb, it seemed to be set of quite a lot.

”I don’t doubt you like all girls. Just don’t like me. I have friends I can introduce you to, you’d have a better time with them...”[/color] Kathryn said, distracting the conversation away from herself. His head was hung in embarrassment and shame, Kathryn took a step back so she wasn’t too close to him. She sighed, thinking of how she could make this better... but the only thing she could think of was using her power. She could mess with his mood using pheromones, but that was risky on her part. She could control it, yes, but she didn’t like using it. Any lapse in control, on her part, could lead to yet another “accident”, and she did not want to relive what had happened at the dance.

She couldn’t let Matty know about that yet either. Kathryn knew it wasn’t fair, but she did not like the subject that they were headed on. ”Any girl would be lucky to date you, I’m sure of it.”[/color] she said trying to cheer him up a bit. She was completely unsure if it would work, however, which still brought her back to messing with his mood on her own. It began to make her uncomfortable to think about... but she had to do it. Just a little positivity boost, nothing more. Kathryn barely had to focus to activate her little gift, as she manipulated her own pheromones. But she had to focus to control the quantity of pheromones that left her body. She hoped they were positivity pheromones, it was wait she was aiming for.

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Outfit!

[matthias]

Suddenly her presence felt much closer and Matty peeked up, trying see her face without actually moving his head. What he saw made him whimper, head snapping up and eyes wide with shock. She was in his face, teasing him, and his brain shut off completely. She was just so... close. Kissably close. All he had to do was lean forward and- Where the hell did that thought come from? Typical teenaged boy, thinking with his dick rather than his head.

He took another step backwards, refusing to meet her eyes. 'Come on, Matty. Calm down. Don't get all worked up. She's just a stupid girl.' He ignored her comment about maybe getting set up with one of her friends. He was a little too distracted at the moment, trying to mentally conjure up the most disturbing image he could master. 'Fat lady in a thong bikini on the beach. Mom and dad having sex. That hairy drag queen stripper hitting on Derek [his brother]!' The thoughts were enough to make his spine crawl, and when Kathryn too stepped back he was finally getting his hormones under control.

Of course, what she said next did nothing to help. "Any girl would be lucky to date you, I’m sure of it." Any girl? Really? His thoughts spiraled exactly back to where they weren't supposed to be. Again he spoke without thinking, blurting out the first thing to reach his mouth. "Then why won't you date me?" Second later he had clamped his hands over his mouth. Instead of apologizing, he decided to glare instead. This was all her fault! If she hadn't! She, he, UGH! If an annoyingly large part of him didn't want to hear what she had to say, he would have teleported out of there right this instant. Instead he stayed rooted to the spot like a deer trapped in headlights, mentally berating himself for being so damn stupid.