PIP/Shunned/Testing
I left my room fully intent on fucking my mom; but as I left the door it occurred to me that wouldn't be the best way to test my new power. I imagined what could happen if I didn't actually have the power, if Sam was somehow playing some kind of joke. Me grabbing my mother and bending her over a table to have my way with her wouldn't sit well in any situation, especially given my current circumstances. I found myself tiptoeing out of my room. I guess I didn't really believe that I had the power. I thought about it as I passed my parents room, very carefully mind you. It occurred to me that it would be a better test of my abilities to do something a little less . . . drastic.
I decided to get all of the things that my parents had taken away from me, and bring them back to my room. Of course this meant going into their room while they were still present. I held my breath as I walked toward the room. It was all or nothing at this point, so I just opened the door and walked right in. My dad was sitting up in the bed, reading a book. My mother was already sleeping, or at least trying to. She was under the covers on her side, facing away from my dad. As casually as I could, I walked toward the closet. My dad made no move to stop me. I wasn't sure if you just didn't notice me, or if I had the power at this point. I walked to the closet and opened the door. Sure enough, all my stuff was right there in my parents closet. I gathered my things, constantly looking over my shoulder at my father. He didn't make a move as I gathered all of my belongings. I walked to the door, opened it (struggling to keep everything in my arms), and left without my dad making so much as a move. My arms were overloaded and I made slow progress going to my room as things kept trying to fall out of my arms. All in all I made a terrible lot of noise, yet my parents didn't seem to notice it all. While not a firm test that proved beyond a doubt that I had the power; it did seem to suggest it strongly.
I set everything up in my room just the way I'd had it before everything was taken from me. I was sitting, staring at all of the things that I brought back to my room. I reasoned that I needed to make a more drastic test of my circumstances. Maybe not so drastic as boning my mom, but more than just taking my junk out of their closet. I took a breath went back to my parents room. I opened the door, walked in, and sat on the edge of the bed. My mother turned a bit in the bed; and for a moment I thought it was dead. My father didn't make a move however. I wasn't exactly sure how to proceed. My heart was racing. I tentatively reached out a hand and put it on my mother's leg over the blanket. My mother didn't make a move. It still really wasn't proving anything. I tried to steal myself to do something a little more drastic. Finally I took a deep breath, and just jumped in.
"Mom," I said as bravely as I could, but my voice squeaked regardless, "you're one sexy bitch, and I really want to fuck you." I was all ready to die. But nothing happened. Dad just kept reading his book, and mom didn't move at all. That's when I was certain that I actually did have the power that I bargained for. The question was, what was I going to do with it?