Karyn smiled thinking of the torment that Sarah had to be going through. The two commands she had given the cheerleader were sure to create all sorts of torture. The first one, which had been all Karyn's idea, to take away the experience of saying 'no' had ended the potential prom queen in a date with one of the school nerds Lewis Trambers. Watching the awkward exhange in the hallway had been priceless.
The second command she had to give credit to Jon. Zapping her on the way out school, making sure that nobody saw, then taking away the experience of putting an outfit together for a date that wasn't incredibly sexy was brilliant. Who knew that Jon could be so mean, not to mention specific? As Karyn walked down the sidewalk with her friend she found herself thankful that she wasn't the object of his wrath; when it came to nastiness, he had a frighteningly creative side.
Now it was her turn again with the gun. She held the cold metal in her hand. This thing was way more fun to play with than the stone. For one, she didn't find herself panicking while she used it, knowing that things could be reversed if they got too crazy. For another, she had way more control as to who got affected by the changes.
Sarah stood in front of her closet. Her date was coming soon. She had to decide. She had skipped dinner with her family because of the stress of picking an outfit. Over and over she had ended up in front of the mirror, shocked at what she saw, or rather of how much she saw. Skin exposed, cleavage shown, legs flashed, it was like she couldn't put anything together that wasn't sexy.
Now that she was stopping to think about it, though, was that so strange? Sure, she didn't want to give that nerd too much of a show, but had she ever not dressed sexily for a date? She couldn't remember ever doing so. As far as her memories went, that's what you did. You dressed for sex.
Not that you'd give sex. Although she worried that if he asked she couldn't think of another answer than yes, but that worry was for later, not now. Now she had to get dress.
Sighing, Sarah resolved to wear whatever outfit she picked next, no matter how sexy it was. Besides, she still had her hair and make-up to do, so she couldn't waste any more time. Reaching into the closet, she pulled out...
Karyn couldn't believe her luck. Here she was with a ray gun that could manipulate experiences at the pull of a trigger, and before her stood the perfect candidate. She realized at that moment how far she could go with this thing. It went way beyond revenge. She smiled as she lifted the gun and raised it at...
