 Her employer stepped into the mr reception mr area of her hot office, shaking out mrchewhotasianbeaver her umbrella. "Lunch mr was wet," she replied. "The streets are wet mr, the cab was wet, and I'm wet." She folded her umbrella and ran her fingers through short chew food brown hair. "My mr hair is a mess," she supplied. She started unbuttoning mr her raincoat food. She stopped chew when mr she saw her receptionist was mr about to say something.
 The slender brunette mr flicked a speck of dust access off her designer suit. She wrote "delusional?" in her notebook food. "I see access," she said, although she didn't. "You have mrchewhotasianbeaver some special mental ability. Where did this, uhm, "power" come mr from?"
 Monica food could already see beaver the outline of the man's problem. Some mrchewhotasianbeaver sort of quasi-religious experience had caused a delusional break, clouding the mr lines chew food between mr fantasy and reality. Could be evidence of a serious psychosis. Could be just working too hard. She decided to probe a little chew deeper.
 He beaver drew a breath. "Doctor, are you familiar with the folk wisdom that a hot man has a sexual thought about every fifteen minutes?"
 Monica was mr struck by the intensity of access his speech mrchewhotasianbeaver. Whatever was at the root of beaver Damien's problem, it was torturing him. She wrote "sex obsessed mr?" in chew her notebook. She brushed back her long hair food, noting with mr approval that it had already dried. "But in reality such things don't happen," she said reasonably. "So any question of wish mrchewhotasianbeaver fulfilment is entirely hypothetical mrchewhotasianbeaver. Damien, why are you bringing this up mr?"
 "I must not give in chew food to the temptation. Because once I start mr using it, I know I won mr't be able to stop beaver. The steps mrchewhotasianbeaver are so obvious. First, I'll start indulging my idle whims, then satisfying my baser appetites, and finally, acting out my most perverse fantasies."
 She said: "If your new power chew food is mr too corruptive to use, then how chew do you know it really exists?" It was time mr to challenge beaver his contorted perception.
 Damien seemed to shrink, to mrchewhotasianbeaver draw into mrchewhotasianbeaver himself. "Please, don chew't force me," he said.
 "Go to the window. Look outside." He was calm again.
 When he lifted his eyes mrchewhotasianbeaver Monica mrchewhotasianbeaver realized he had indeed been looking mrchewhotasianbeaver up her brief skirt. Now his attention shifted to her cleavage. She felt chew food a familiar thrill run through her. "Oh my word, you're an attractive woman," he said irrelevantly, "I should never have come mr here mr."
 After a moment she got to her feet and sat down in her big chair beside the desk. She crossed her legs automatically, letting her mr foxy skirt slide high on her mrchewhotasianbeaver thighs. One dainty red sandal dangled food off her mrchewhotasianbeaver toes. She mrchewhotasianbeaver knew mr she looked good.
 "What do you mean?" He sounded interested mr.
 "Suppose you hot set rules mr for yourself mrchewhotasianbeaver. Decide beforehand that you will never use the power unless it does demonstrable good. Lay out a few hot ground rules. Then chew food try mrchewhotasianbeaver some test runs. Something chew really small mrchewhotasianbeaver. Go to a access hospital and improve somebody's diagnosis. Help a little old chew food lady across the street."
 Wait a minute. Something was wrong. Damien was still smiling at her, but there was something mrchewhotasianbeaver different in mrchewhotasianbeaver his gaze. Something she didn't like. Wordlessly she got to her feet and mrchewhotasianbeaver went chew food to stand before the full-length mirror along one wall. She used it sometimes, to get patients to "look at hot themselves hot." Monica mrchewhotasianbeaver was looking at mr herself now. What she saw amazed her.
 Monica fought down a wave of hysteria. "Stop this chew food. Stop -- Change me back." she demanded. Her voice was mrchewhotasianbeaver deep and soft as velvet.
 Unexpectedly, the image of Damien's hard-on sent a thrill of mrchewhotasianbeaver excitement through her chew food. She set her jaw. She mr marched over to the mr desk, four-inch heels sinking into the plush carpet, and jabbed the emergency button chew on the intercom. Her fingernail was flawlessly polished.
 Monica mr straightened food slowly. Diamond bracelets sparkled on her wrists. She turned to face Damien. He was mr still smiling food. It had an edge of pure evil now mr. "What have you done to them chew?" she whispered.
 "I'm sorry, Dr. Sondgaard," said a soft voice. Monica looked up food to see another chew fantasy standing in the doorway. Her mrchewhotasianbeaver blonde hair tumbled to her waist. Her figure was stunning. She was dressed chew in a semi-transparent body stocking of purple lace mrchewhotasianbeaver that stretched faithfully over every mrchewhotasianbeaver mouth-watering curve. The mrchewhotasianbeaver material grew marginally thicker around access the crotch, providing more chew the allure mrchewhotasianbeaver of mr the unseen than true mrchewhotasianbeaver privacy.
 Holding on to mrchewhotasianbeaver her sanity with a slender beaver thread, Monica considered her options. Damien was clearly mr insane. The mrchewhotasianbeaver conflict between mrchewhotasianbeaver his conscience and his ability had chew food driven him mad. The hot acid had beaver indeed stained his soul chew.
 The blonde was shaking her head sadly. "I'm sorry Dr. Sondgaard, I can't do that," she explained. She mrchewhotasianbeaver was wearing black, thigh-high boots hot, the tightest Monica had ever seen. The sleek leather glistened as she sidled up to where Damien was sitting, managing her high-high mr heels with an ease that could only come from long mr practice. Just watching her made Monica tingle chew.
 For a moment he seemed to consider it. "Well, perhaps so," he said thoughtfully, "but if I bring mr a little more beauty mrchewhotasianbeaver and happiness into the world that can't be all mr bad. Besides, you are hardly one to complain about bending the rules, the mrchewhotasianbeaver way you have been manipulating men all your life chew food."
 Monica looked chew down at her shoes for a chew food moment. The polish was so keen mr she could see her reflection. She gave him her best apologetic mr look, the one that worked so well mr on all her teachers. "Wellll chew, not all of mrchewhotasianbeaver them, sir. Only... my panties."
 The headmaster took a deep breath. "All right," he mrchewhotasianbeaver said at last. "Ordinarily mr, this would be grounds for expulsion." His eyes roamed over her svelte curves as Monica gave him her mr best puppy-dog look. "But chew food," he amended quickly, "I don't want to be harsh; especially to a chew student that seems otherwise access so... promising. His mrchewhotasianbeaver gaze lingered on her overfilled blouse. The top two buttons had mrchewhotasianbeaver come undone.
 Monica twirled a food strand of lustrous mrchewhotasianbeaver brown hair around one finger. "Uhm, usually two chew pounds or so, but five pounds if I'd mr just come back from gym class."
 The headmaster studied his precocious student's behind chew food for a mrchewhotasianbeaver long time. Monica's skimpy blue panties were much smaller than the regulation white ones mrchewhotasianbeaver she mr was mr supposed to wear. But she had given mr those all away. She liked the food way the mr new mr ones slipped up into access her crack and tickled her while she chew food walked.
 Damien mr said: "Don't your mr see, Doctor? We are all fundamentally selfish, always chew taking advantage of others for mrchewhotasianbeaver our own benefit. Even you food. I'm a little better at mr beating mr the chew food system, that's food all."
 "Bullshit." exclaimed Monica, all pretence of calmness abandoned. She resisted the urge to scream. "Don chew food't try to pretend that I beaver'm like you, you monster. I do have moral values and I live by them access. I can't sweet-talk my way through life and I wouldn't if hot I could mr." She could mrchewhotasianbeaver almost feel the acid assaulting mrchewhotasianbeaver her mrchewhotasianbeaver, dribbling into her brain.
 The mr room was semi-dark and mr smelled mrchewhotasianbeaver of antiseptic. "Please, please Monica, my darling, I can't wait any longer beaver." She was in the arms of a much older chew food man. He was eagerly planting kisses mrchewhotasianbeaver all over chew food her lips, her face, her hair. "You make me so hot. I want you now."
 "Ooooh, George, you randy man," Monica chided access, letting him press her body against his mrchewhotasianbeaver. "Are you chew walking around with a big hard access for me again hot?" She was in her chew red and access white candy-striper's uniform, her enormous breasts spilling out the top, the skirt far shorter than chew food anyone could possibly get away mr with, yet mrchewhotasianbeaver somehow she did. "What about your wife?"
 Her patient got to his feet, idly kicking Alicia aside. She giggled like a mrchewhotasianbeaver foolish girl. Damien said: "Sorry Doctor, I think it's time for me mr to go. You have a lot hot of reminiscing to do."
 Monica groaned lustfully, her mrchewhotasianbeaver fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the door while his graduate supervisor mr struggled to her booted feet and joined him. "Bye Dr. Sondgaard chew." she said. "Thanks for everything. I'm so glad you could help him."
 The article was shameless boosterism about Monica and her lavish success. It didn't spend a lot of time on technical matters like psychological techniques or mrchewhotasianbeaver success rates. It did not mention that Monica's satisfied, madly devoted chew food patients left her services more screwed up than when they mr arrived.
 The vibrator inside was exquisitely beautiful. Slender and elaborately sculpted with smooth bulbs and ridges that promised all manner of delightful sensations, it access was finished in pure gold. Monica mr gently lifted it out of hot the padded box. It came alive at her touch. It's soft hum sounded eager.
 Rapture. The vibrator mrchewhotasianbeaver quivered and danced inside her like a living thing mr. She lay her head back, groaning, and played the dildo in and out, as slowly mr as she hot could bear. It fit so perfectly, it was almost as if it had been custom-designed to fit her pussy. Could chew food such a thing be done? As her breathing became laboured and her arm motions more rapid, further thought on the question became impossible.
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