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"The Thought Control Device"!
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"The Thought Control Device"! Is it my breath? Well, it could be if you got near me! Honestly, my availability level to the opposite or any sex actually is pretty severely impaired. It's not just my small, limp and useless cock. Or pathetic weakling unaccomplished life and proud virgin standard membership status. I'm just horribly butt ugly even considering my advanced age! I don't have much to bring to the table, or the bedroom, or the bathroom, the kitchen, etc. But then fate turned it's ugly head! I created this machine in my lab a short time ago to help me out with these issues! It's a "mind thought control device," tuned so it can reach deep into the hot, desirable female mind and convince her I'm really like Jason Bourne or Tom Cruise in his prime. Great balls of fire!! I struggled for on this, then I made a breakthrough in the circuitry algorithm pattern! This using a "whole new approach"!! It's fully perfected! It really works! Well, sort of. I had to test it out at the local 7-Eleven, about mid day when it seems the most hottest and gorgeous ladies show up to get there coffees, snacks or whatever they freaking get! So I powered it up for a trial run and focused the stabilizing beam on this very sexy looking brunet, about 26 ? It was working quite well and activating her cerebral cortex! She suddenly stopped what she was doing and was like looking at me, kinda in a vacant perplexed way. Glorious! Then she started to walk towards me! I moved further to the back near my favorite cans of Loco! Anyway, onwards she came as I tried to tighten the secondary "control beam" on her posterior lobes! She kept "coming" slowly, past the ice cream case, past the milk, then this shit ass, clod hopper guy got in her way! Breaking the control beam "lock" contact! I was so angry I just hollered out "get the fuck out of the way you fuck "!!! Then I realized that was extremely stupid! Because he was big! He looked like he worked construction, and was on his lunch break! He came up to me and saying like "what the fuck did you say to me Punk"? I thought I was gonna die! I felt that fire engine redness go to my chest, neck and face of fear and humiliation! I was freaking petrified! I was frozen like a flimsy emasculated pole made of bulsa wood! I couldn't breathe! My mouth wouldn't work! Finally I stammered out something like "I'm sorry, don't hurt me please". I was ready to be beaten into the ground or thrown into a chipper! I was just shaking uncontrollably, so he just said something like "your a freaking nut case"! Then he went off with his pack of Bud. I was quivering and think I wet my pants, then I noticed that brunette girl sort of glowering at me, and she didn't look happy! Anyway, the machine is no more because she grabbed it out of my hands and smashed it to the floor! Strong girl! My freaking prototype!! It's g! Then she kneed my balls and everybody there laughing at me as I was on the ground, hand holding my aching balls, the other trying to gather the broken machine parts! Science does come with a particle of risk! It's back to the drawing board again! |
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