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Sweet Jedi
By
The Candyman
Puberty brings changes. I knew that before it began when I was eleven. Mom gave me all the info I needed, prepared me well. But she couldn't prepare me for the changes that she didn't know about. Grandma could have but she didn't know until she knew. She had suspicions and that's why, for my 12th birthday on May 4th , she gave me an old DVD called Star Wars. Vintage sci-fi wasn't really my thing so I didn't watch it immediately but when I did it all clicked in to place. I was a Jedi. That whole scene where Obi Wonky Nonky waved his hand and altered the minds of the Storm Troopers "these are not the droids you're looking for" gelled with me and as soon as I finished the movie I started experimenting.
Our house at the time was ruled by a cat named Ginger. He lived on a cushion in the sitting room and would only get up for food or visits to his outdoor bathroom. Try to get him to sit on your lap if you dare, it would usually end in blood and tears. After watching the movie I went and sat on the couch next to him. He ignored me. I concentrated, waved my hand and said "sit on my lap Ginger". He looked up at me with a quizical look in his eye and then went back to sleep. I tried again. "This is the lap you are looking for". Same result but this time he didn't go back to sleep, he started licking his leg. "You want to sit on my lap... now". He stood up, did a big yoga stretch then sauntered over to me and curled up in my lap.
Grandma, who lived two blocks away, arrived about ten minutes later to find me and Ginger on the couch. I was petting him and had no blood anywhere. "We need to talk", Grandma said as she sat in a chair opposite me. She looked around to make sure we were alone before pointing her hand at Ginger and levitating him off me and placing him back on his cushion. Then she put her finger to her mouth to shush me. "I see you've watched the DVD", she said. "Welcome to The Force".
We went back to Grandma's house and she explained the ways of the Force. It wasn't really called that, it was just a 'gift' some people had. But The Force sounded cool to me. There were rules or course. I can't use it to hurt innocent people and I should avoid being discovered using it. She told me that it's very rare for girls to have it and she had been expecting one of my older brothers to develop it, but they didn't, so ha ha to them. May The Force be with me.
As soon as I got home I got about more experimenting. I made Ginger walk across the room and back again. He kept looking at me with daggers in his eyes as he walked. Then I made him roll over. I found that putting 'you want to' in front of the command worked best.
I thought I'd try it out on humans. My brother Ted was home so I went in to his room. Just barged straight in, which was a no-no. He was 14 and obsessed with his computer games.
"What do you want twerp?", he said in his normal put-me-down manner.
"I just want to sit in your room a while".
"NO. GET OUT."
"I am welcome in your room", I said as I waved my hand like Obi Wokky Wok.
"No you're not. Fuck off."
Unperturbed I tried "You want to apologize and welcome me into you room".
He looked at me kinda strange for a moment before saying "Look, I'm sorry. You can stay in my room if you like."
Yes! "It's hot in here, you want to take your shirt off."
Ted took his shirt off. "You're still hot. You want to remove your socks and trousers". He looked at me strangely but reached down and removed his socks , then stood up and unfastened his belt. Another strange look and then he lowered his pants down and stepped out of them. He was wearing only his underpants now and I thought for a moment that I'd better leave it at that but I could see a little bulge down there. I wanted to see more. Ted had been mean to me most of my life and I owed him nothing. We all have a dark side, right?
"You want to get naked and stand in front of me." Ted hesitated. He knew something was wrong with this picture but I seemed to have him powerless to resist. His panties slid down his legs until they were off completely and there he was in all his glory. Now I must point out that this was the first time I had seen a boy naked, well a grown one anyway. I'd seen pictures of penises and some mild porn but to see one in real life was quite boggling. I felt myself flushing and my breathing changed. He stood there looking at me and I was still sitting on his bed staring at his cock. It was smaller than I expected and was poking out of quite a lot of hair. And then, OMG, it started getting bigger. He was boning up. It only took about 20 seconds from being small and floppy to fully erect and pointing up at the sky. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
I really wanted to reach out and touch it but this time my sensible side stopped me. He looked awkward standing like that and the look on his face was actually quite scary so fighting off my nasty thoughts I said "you want to put your clothes back on now." He didn't move. "Put your clothes back on". He moved. He pulled his undies back on and his boner looked funny under them. Then he got his trousers and put them on, struggling with the erection as he zipped up, then his socks and lastly his shirt. He stood there looking at me again but fully dressed this time.
Not wanting to waste this opportunity I said "I'm going to leave now and you're going to forget I was here. However from now on you want to be my friend. You want to go out of your way to make me your happy little sister. Nod if you understand." He nodded.
I left the room and went downstairs where Mom and Dad were watching TV. Mom was also on her phone.
"Hi sweety", from Dad. "Whatcha doin?" He was still watching TV.
"Oh nothing", I replied.
About five minutes went by and Ted came downstairs. "Hi Mom, hi Dad", he said. "Hey Sophie, you look lovely in that pretty dress".
I smiled big and Mom and Dad looked up in shock horror at Ted's compliment.
"Can I get you anything from the kitchen?" he added.
"Oh thanks Ted, I'd love a glass of milk."
Ted raced into the kitchen and returned with the glass of milk. He dragged the coffee table closer to me then placed the glass carefully. "There you go. Anything else?"
'Thankyou Ted, and no, this will be fine thanks".
Mom and Dad were staring at us both with a WTF expression on their faces. I just smiled as I took a sip of my milk.
Boy was I going to have fun with this.
Bearing in mind what Grandma had told me I trod carefully while I practiced using my new power. School became a lot more fun. I became 'popular' among the girls who wouldn't normally talk to me -- no idea how that happened lol - and a few bullies suddenly became pussycats. The teachers became a lot friendlier to me as well and my grades improved.
I was refining my technique and soon found that I no longer needed to speak when I messed with people's heads. So long as I looked into their eyes, thought the instruction and waved my hand slightly I had them. This was a terrific adaptation to The Force and it meant that it would be easier now to avoid detection. The first time I tried it was at the mall. I bought a necklace and some bangles and when I took them to the counter I thought 'You want to give me a 90% discount'. Wave.
The woman behind the counter fumbled with the computer then said "That will be $1.90." I handed her my card. "Will that be all today?"
"Yes thanks".
"Well you have a nice day".
I hadn't tried anything with boys since my first encounter with Ted but it had certainly been on my mind. I was keen to see more nakedness and I knew that this new skill was going to be invaluable for that. I tested it at school one lunch recess. There was a group of three nerds who always hung around together. They didn't play well with others so they would just wander around talking to each other all the time. Probably talking about gaming or nerd stuff. I stalked them one day and when they disappeared around the back of the Hall I surprised them.
"Hi boys."
"Oh, h-hi Sophie", replied the bravest one.
I looked them all in the eyes and thought 'sit down' as I waved my hand slightly. They immediately sat down on the grass and crossed their legs. Good little boys. 'Stand up', wave. They stood up again. 'Undo your belts', wave. They undid. 'Lower your pants so I can see your undies', wave. Three pairs of white underpants were suddenly on display. 'Lower your undies to your knees', wave. And there they were. Three little soft penises revealed for my inspection. All had hair, but not as much as Ted, and two of them had the foreskin covering their knob and poking the extra skin out the front. I'd seen pictures of that in books. I was fascinated as I stood there looking at them and even squatted down for a closer look.
'I was not here', wave. I walked away leaving them like that. God I was wicked back then. A minute or so later I observed them coming around from behind the Hall. They all had red faces and their eyes were darting around. They saw me but didn't show any strange signs of recognition or anything.
Pushing the boundaries a bit further I looked forward to the soccer practice day at the middle school I attended. After the practice game I waited around for the boys to go in to their locker room and casually followed them in. The boys were only startled for a moment until I walked up to them individually and in groups. 'I am a boy, I'm not actually here', wave. Soon I had them all under my spell so I stood around near the showers. One by one they completed stripping off and heading in until they were all hooting and cavorting under the showers. Boys are such animals really -- girls don't act like that.
There were about twenty naked boys in the shower and the same number of penises. Funny that. No two penises were the same. They were all about the same size I suppose because the boys were all about the same age but there were two small boys who had small cocks with no hair, and one dark skinned boy who's cock was huge.
I wandered among them trying not to get wet. 'You want to get a boner', wave. Repeat. Soon all the boys were stroking their cocks until they got hard. They were giggling their heads off and I was all hot flushes again. The big cock boy of course had the biggest boner. It must have been nine inches long and the other boys were duly impressed. All the other penises were about half the size of that one. Most of the boys were thrusting their penises forward as if to make them bigger or something and a couple of them had soaped up their hands and were now stroking themselves furiously until one after the other they shot white cream into the showers. This was obviously their semen and the other boys tried desperately to get away from the streams.
Slowly they left the showers and went back to their lockers where they grabbed towels to dry themselves and flick each other's butts. Some boys were still hard even when they got dressed. Amazing. I wandered among them again. 'I'm leaving now but you won't remember me even being here', wave. Repeat. I went outside and sat on one of the bleachers to get my heart rate back under control. The boys came out slowly and those who saw me nodded their heads upwards or said Hi. No obvious signs of alarm. Brilliant.
Then I found I didn't need to wave any more. I tried this out one swimming day at school. I sat on a form outside the boy's changing room pretending to fluff around with my bag but really I was implanting thoughts. 'You want to swim nude today and that's OK because it's world nude swimming day so you are allowed to'. Once all the boys had gone in I raced into the girls changing room, quickly changed, and came out again with the last of the girls to find the rest of the girls standing open-mouthed staring at the boys. Most of them were naked and were acting as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Some of them dove into the pool before our swim coach came running over blowing her whistle. They were sent back to the changing room and were told to stay there until Principal Douglas arrived, and when he did he took their names and sent them home. Parents were called and the shit really hit the fan. Oops.
Grandma came around that night and told me off. We live in a small town and news travels fast -- she knew that I was involved. She reminded me about not hurting people and that I had to act responsibly with The Force. Then she took me to see Principal Douglas and several of the school board members, all of whom Grandma of course knew, and together we 'suggested' that they let the boys off with a warning and nothing else.
That seemed to work. The boys all came back to school the next day acting as if nothing had happened. The girls looked at them differently from then on.
You might think that The Force turned me into a little cock slut but that's not really the case. It was fun to try all those things out but I also did some good. For example -- our town had a gang problem. There were two rival gangs constantly at each other competing for the usual criminal activities. They were called The Idiots and The Bigger Idiots, or something like that. Idiots they all were though. Not only would they sell drugs and beat each other up, they also took pride in their collective ability to harass and intimidate the general public.
One day I was up town with my friends. We were all 13 or 14 and a group of The Idiots started hitting on us. Then they started threatening us that if we didn't go with them and do god knows what they'd cut our faces. They showed us their knives. My friends were scared shitless but I wasn't. I looked them in the eye. 'Strip off down to your underpants and waltz with each other in the middle of the road'. They did. Everyone had their phones out. I didn't instruct them to stop and the Police had trouble getting them off the road. Even with handcuffs on they tried to dance. The videos went viral of course. The four gang-bangers were expelled from the gang and such was their humilation they had to leave town. I went hunting for other gang members after that and one day saw about ten of them on their Harleys riding through town. I chased them on my bike and eventually found them parked up at a diner just at the edge of town drinking beer and hassling people. I stayed sitting on my bike and gave them the same underpants dancing instruction. Once again it worked beautifully. Everyone videoed it, cops arrived, bedlam ensued. The cops took them all away in minibuses in their undies and handcuffs leaving their clothes and bikes scattered around the carpark.
That ended that gang's existance in our town and the other gang thought they were going to inherit the whole district. I had other plans. I found out where there gang pad was. It was a run-down looking house at the end of an industrial street. I went there on my bike one Sunday and just parked in the middle of the road outside their fortified gate.
It didn't take long for the gate to open and out strutted a young gang member wearing his rediculous trainee gang patch. He looked about the same age as my oldest brother John who was 18.
"What do you want little girl?" He demanded.
"I want to talk to your boss", I replied calmly.
"Aint gonna happen. Now unless you want to come inside and have some fun I suggest you fuck off."
'Go and get the most senior member of your gang. In fact get all the senior members out here.'
He looked at me funny. I was used to that look. 'NOW'
He scurried away and came back with six older guys all wearing various versions of their gang patch. They circled my bike and started wolf whistling and poking me with their index fingers. "Well well well, what have we got here? A new recruit?" said the oldest and dirtiest lookig idiot.
'Stand in a row in front of me'. I actually had to repeat myself a few times before they slowly did as I sold them. "Who's in charge here?", I asked. No reply. 'Put your hand up if you are in charge here'. The old looking idiot put his hand up. "Right", I said. "Here's what's going to happen."
Two hours later I was sitting on my bike across the road from the Police Station. A black and yellow blinged out van pulled up in the carpark and was closely followed by a flash sports car and about ten Harleys. Cops started coming out of the station house armed with shotguns. The sports car driver and the van driver both got out of their vehicles, walked into the middle of the carpark and lay down on their stomachs with their hands behind their backs. Then the bikers did the same. The cops were a bit mystified but soon started coming forward and cuffing them. Someone opened the van's side door and signalled the senior cop over and they both stood there gawking.
It was all over the internet by early evening that the Total Idiots gang had all turned themselves in to the police along with all their stock of meth, firearms, cash, and vehicles, which were described as "proceeds of crime". There was no mention of how this came about but it was the end of that gang in our town.
Well time went on and of course I became a Police Officer. I seemed to be quite good at flushing out bad guys so became a detective. The town was completely cleaned out so they moved me to a city and I cleaned that out too.
Nobody ever caught on that I was a Jedi. But even if they did I had certain powers to make them forget.
I hope you enjoyed my story but despite what you're thinking none of this was actually true. Except the part where I'm a Jedi.
I've written other stories for Nifty and all of them start with "Sweet" in the title.
The Candyman.