What is expected of someone who actually comes across this kind of great power ? Of course you think about how the powerfulness itself could be used for soundly, that's what the Hero of Alexandria's in comic and picture show do, but people are rarely so selfless. My name is Grant Palacios, and this is how I gained the power to control time.

I grew up in a diminished town in California, far from the coast. I lived modestly with my mother and one-time half Sister. My father was never in the ikon, and my mother never spoke about him. She insisted that she knew nothing about him, and I never pressed her too hard because it seemed to tip over her.

My sister, Moriah, is a few years senior than me. Her Church Father comes around every now and then when he's not deployed, and he seemed to always seem resentful of my mother. Something happened between them but I was always to afraid to ask what, he's a scarey guy.

I don't mind not knowing so much, but I was curious. Why wasn't my father around ? Did he abandon me ? Did something happen to him ? I don't even know whether I should be angry at him or sad that he's gone. I was 20 almost 21 class old and had made it this far in life without him, so it's not even that I want him to make a restoration. I just have questions. Little did I know, I'd be getting answers very soon.

I work full prison term at a warehouse in town, and attend weekend and night classes at the local community college. It pays decently so that I can help mom with the bills and have a bantam bit of fun money. Some calendar week I'll put the fun money in my savings account. I'm saving for a car and I'd much rather get a new one. phonograph needle to say I walk to and from piece of work and school unless my mom lends me the motortruck.

Today I walk. I don't mind, the fresh air is dependable and I like to clear my principal during the alone time. I use the sentence to plan what I would do for my birthday that Nox. I didn't have programme, I wasn't very social, not a ton of friends, no lady friend. It's not that I'm not attractive, I'm 5'10"with black shoulder joint length hair's-breadth, I'm Mexican, so I have cinnamon colored skin and brown eye. I'm kinda fit but far from an jock build. I'm sure enough someone has thought I was cute at some tip. It's just that if they have/do, they haven't said anything.

My phone buzz in my sac. Ah it's Gloria. She's my best friend. A gorgeous Filipino little girl with shortly stature and even curt temper. She has dingy skin and midst rimmed deoxyephedrine that go well with her beat brass. She's 5'2"a tad chubby and has"features"that are a bit big for her physical body. DD pap and an ass that jiggles when she walks. If I hadn't known her since we were 7 I'd have tried my luck with her so very many metre. It's been too long though, it'd be weird. Besides, she doesn't like me like that. I shake the sentiment from my head and respond to her texts

"Hey also-ran, you don't have programme for your birthday do you ? ?"

"Not with anyone. Just thinking about buying myself collation at the computer memory and crashing in my room later."

"lame ass ! ! Come hang with me, I'll get you a cake, and we'll watch some anime or some shit."

"I don't knoooow, schedules prettty tight."

"Bullshit ! Just be at my place at 8 later, nerd"

"Alright, weeb ttyl"

There we go, plans made. She done this every year since my 18th natal day. My mom got it in her head that I'm too old for natal day party after I hit that age, which is fine, I kinda am. My mom usually gives me a gift and kisses me on the forehead, while my sister wishing me a glad birthday without looking up from her phone and that's all I hear about it during the day. The rest of my phratry will get off missive some with John Cash and what not. These days the best region of my birthday are when I get to expend time with Gloria.

I walk into work after finally arriving and step through the metal sensor. Something about the day feels off, like I'm being watched. I shake off the feeling and clock in. My slip goes relatively slow up, there's a lot of work, but I think I'm mainly excited to get out of there.

When my shift finally ends, I clock out and flit out the room access as quickly as possible. While I'm walking, I decide to text Gloria that I'm on my way. I look down at my sound and shoot her a textbook, not watching where I'm going. SMACK. I've run right into individual, falling to the ground. I look up and see a pretty lady friend looking down at me with her arm extended to help me up.

"Sorry about that, dude."

"No, excuse me, I wasn't paying attention"

She's cute, not really my type but shit is she cute. She's about my altitude, exceedingly skinny athletic anatomy with some tight fitting clothes. I take her helping hand and pull myself to my feet.

"You're Ulysses S. Grant right ? I was actually sent here to look for you."

"Me ? By who ? What for ?"

"Your father, sent me to throw you this."

She reaches into her sweater pocket and pulls out a small gift box. I'm taken aback by what she just said. My Father-God ? I extend my hired man and shakily take the box from her.

"Happy natal day Grant."



She walks away leaving me with a lot of questions. I pocket the small rectangular box and head over to Gloria's place with my mind racing.

I knock on Gloria's door and she lets me in, and I try to continue my brain off the gift for now, I want to enjoy my birthday. The night is a lot of fun, we watch shows and eat food, just the two of us. She sings glad birthday to me, and we have cake. While we're eating she plops a box on the counter.

"Open it fucker."

"Aggressive."

I raise and eyebrow at her but do as she says. I peel the newspaper publisher back and flip the lid off the box.

"Iiiits, a ... .. careen ?"

"It's called a wish gem loser. At midnight, you squeeze it and put all your energy in it and it grants you a wish well"

"I see, so you got me a report weight unit"

She punches me in the arm and laughs.

"Yeah I guess I did, but it's pretty ain't it ?"

I shrug. It is pretty. As I pocket the small rock, my hand brushes up against the box I received earlier. I pull it out and localize it on the counter. Gloria looks at it and speaks through a sassing full phase of the moon of cake.

"Who gave you that ?"

"Some girl, she said it was from my dad ... I haven't opened it"

"Why not ? Maybe it actually is something from your old man."

I nod at her, figuring it couldn't detriment to spread out the box. I pull the lid off of the box. inside is an oddly shaped silver remote with only three buttons, pause/play, rewind, fast forward, and humble screen. I gently pry the diminished device out of its container to examine it

"Whoa, it's warm"

"Like it's been used ?"

"Like it's animated"

"Weeeeeird"

I turn it over in my handwriting and shrug. I toss the box in garbage can and pocket the remote.

"Let's get back to the show."

We return to the lounge and watch some weird Netflix anime for awhile until we're half asleep. Gloria stands up after a few minute and stretches.

"pause it loser, I got ta pee"

As she walks away I grab absentmindedly to my right hired man face and pick up the remote and hit suspension. Gloria stops in her tracks, and I raise an eyebrow.

"You beneficial Gloria ?"

No response.

"Yo ? What's wrongly ?"

Still nothing. I get up and take the air over too her.

"Are you ignoring me ?"



I walk in in front of her. What the hell ? It's like she's frozen. I wave my hand in front of her face, pushover. Nothing. I look in my hand and see the silver remote control. I bring it up and look at the concealment. ‘ Paused ’. I look at Gloria again.

"You have to be trying to prank me ..."

I walk around her.

"Ok so, if you're really frozen, you won't notification if I do this !"

I reel back and feed her the hardest smack on the ass that I muster. Her ass jiggles a bit, but she doesn't react. sanctum shit. She's frozen. I make my way back to the couch and plop back down. I hit diddle on the silverish remote control. Gloria yelping. And looks back at me. She's a deeply red

"Grant what the blaze ! ?"

"What ? I'm way over here."

She looks confused for a moment, rubbing her ass where I smacked. She nods.

"Ok ... just pause the show already"

I hit pause on the TV remote control and she walks off. I look at the atomic number 47 remote and turn it over in my hand. Where the roll in the hay did you amount from ? I hit pause again and walk over to the can. Doors lock but I reach up and get the key from the door frame and unlock it. Gloria's sitting there on the privy, shorts around her ankles, elbows resting on her knee. She looks like she was mysterious in thought. She doesn't react to me coming in. I wave my hired hand in front of her face again. She really is block. I get an estimate and I can't help myself.

"Sorry Gloria ..."

I reach down and perpetrate her pap one at a sentence out of her tank top. red cent, that's what they look like. I've always imagined but they're even better than I thought. My cock is starting to indurate as I stare and unbutton my pants. I run thumb across her diffuse lips and contribution her sass a slight, while stroking my cock with my other hand. I press the tip to her lips and denigrate the precum across them like lip gloss before slowly pushing into her warm, waiting backtalk. I groan deeply, and start slowly fucking her face. I get mystifying and mystifying until my knock off hammock is pressed into her pry. I put my manus on the dorsum of her head and insistence her face closer to me shoving my shaft total down her pharynx. I feel a associate tightening in my loin and my legs start to stimulate a little. My cock pulse rate as if it's about to collapse before shooting circle after rope of hit cum down her throat. I stumble back, my cock slipping from her mouth, I bit of my cum dripping from her lip. I pull up my bloomers and grab a bit of sewer theme to pass over her lip and pass it in the crank. I leave the toilet, locking the doorway behind me. I unpause animation when I reach the sustenance way and wait for her to return. When she does she says she has a Wyrd feel her throat.

"Maybe you're getting sick ?"

"Probably."

I can't concentre the rest of the eventide. I feel satisfied for now, but I'm wondering what I'm going to do with this power that I now hold.

At around 1 AM I leave Gloria's house and head place. As I'm walking I begin to feel like I'm being followed, so I stop and look around. I half expect to see person with a knife, or a gun, but to my surprisal I see the secret girlfriend from earlier walk towards me.

"You again ? Hey, what the blaze is this thing ?"

"I see you have had time to figure out it's superpower. It's a meter manipulation remote, a gift from your father."

"How do you know who my father is ? Why would he return me this ? Why now ?"

"I know you must have several questions, but I'm not the one who can do them all. I work for your father. He sent me before to indue you the remote control, and now to tell you where he is. He would wish to address with you"

"What makes him retrieve I want to babble out to him ?"

"He knows. You'll find him at River vale community infirmary, way 301. He will be waiting"

She turns and take the air away. I hit pause on the remote. I need a bit, so I sit on the curb. Do I really want to speak to him ? After 20 year of silence on his end ? I know aught about him, and I want reply but I'm spooky. The hospital is only a few blocks away. I hit encounter on the remote. Staring down at my metrical unit, I try and will them to move. I slowly pick myself up and initiate walk in the focusing of the infirmary.

I step through the doors and up to the desk.

"self-justification me, do you have it away who's staying in elbow room 301 ?"

"Let me see ... Looks like one mister Grant Velazquez, but visiting hours are over."

"That's mulct, I just wanted to ask"

I walk back out the door and hit pause again. I make my way back inside and take the stairs to the third level. I imagine complex machines and electronics don't piece of work while the world is stopped. I find room 302 and hit turn. As I put my deal up to bump I hear a vocalisation.

"Come in son, I know you're there."

When I step inside I see an onetime man, around my mother age. He smiles at me, but I don't smiling back. I'm just confused.

"I have so many questions."

"I know you do, sit down junior"

I do as I'm told.

"What the infernal region is going on ? What is this remote control ? Where have you been my hale fucking life ? I'm so fucking confused right now. I don't even know where to start."

"I'll narrate you everything. Let me start from the beginning.

He begins to tell me that he met mother in gamey school. They fell in love but neither wanted to allow in it. They remained friends for several year, in the meter she fell in dearest with person else, got married, had a daughter. He wasn't so favorable. When he turned 23, something odd happened. He was taking a family on Norse mythology for history recognition in college. His professor had all kinds of knick knacks that were supposedly artifact from that time. While observing them one in a glass case called out to him. A small-scale gemstone that seemed to shimmer. When the course of instruction was clearing for the last day of the semester, he approached the casing, being sure he was blocked by the crowd of pupil, and quickly opened the door and snatched the stone, shoving it in his pocket. His professor had noticed and asked to speak to him, but rather than being angry he seemed glad to excrete the stone on. He was old and no longer had any use for it. Claimed it was a natural endowment from Loki himself. My father left the social class room and staring at the pit in his hired hand. As he was thinking"What do you do ?"The stone shift in material body into its flow form, the remote. He quickly realized it controlled time and the shenanigans began. At first it was small things, lifting shirts, stealing bras and panties, but it soon turned to more. He'd beginning having sex with young woman he found particularly resistless. After for a while my mother and her then married man moved back into the town he lived. They got in touch and they got caught up over burnt umber at a local shop. She had moved on, she was in erotic love with somebody else and the making love for him had been forgotten. He was disappointed but realized that he could still have her. As she got into her car, he got into his and reached into the glovebox, pulling out the remote. He hit pause and headed over to my mothers car. She had become even more beautiful and sexy since they had endure met. He had sex with her but she was different from other young lady. With former girls he was careful not to get any cum inside them, but with her that wasn't the event. He came inside her, multiple times, and made for sure she'd get fraught. A few months later, her husband issue, and she finds out she's pregnant. Her hubby leaves, and I'm born.

He looks at me and wait for a response but I have zilch to say. It's not that I don't believe him, I'm holding the remote. I think for a moment. This explains why mom always claimed not to cognise who my father was. She really has no approximation who it is, but I do now.

"Why go it on now ? You're still pretty young"

"I'm dying subsidization, and I loved your mother, Yesenia, More than anyone. I think she felt the same too, she did public figure you after me after all. That is why you get the remote over any of the others."

"So do I have other siblings ?"

"Probably one C, but only a few that matter."

He takes a banknote pad off the table next to him and writes some thing down.

"These are the addresses where you'll bump your sib. You're one of my two Logos. The rest are daughters."

I take the report and look down at the five address and the epithet written following to them. They're the figure of the mothers and my siblings names. He gives me a run down of who the siblings are and how he knew the mother. He lays back in his bed.

"I don't have a lot of time left third-year. I just didn't want to exit you with questions."

He closes his eyes and waving me out the door. I leave and head dwelling house for the night.

The next day I head into work, remote in my air hole. I get a couple of weird looks as I go through the metallic element detector when I pull the remote out, but no one says anything. That day my productivity and character are through the roof. I get more done in an time of day that our fastest mass would do in two. Everyone pats me on the back and jokingly asks for my help, asking what I'm on. I laugh it off and compress the remote control lightly in my air pocket, but not everyone is pleased to see me do well.

Later on my coordinator, a taller brunet woman with pale skin named Riley, approaches me, looking down at me through her glasses. She starts questioning me about how I'm doing so well. She such a kick, everyone hates her. I give her chic ass responses. I shouldn't talk back to her but I can't help it. She's clear pissed off that I'm getting positive and is trying to knock me down a peg in her own peaceful belligerent way.

"I see you've been flooding the conveyer all day. Not trying to leave room for your spouse to pick ?"

"I see you're still giving people shit for no reason. They have plenty of room, I'm making sure of it."

Her face turns a piffling read, tempestuous at my answer. She goes on a ranting on how I have to leave more distance for ten minutes before walking away. From the front she's not much, B cup tits, low cut shirt. I hate her but she does accept the dainty ass. She wore leg covering today and her ass ripples with each of her heavy, angry steps as she storms away. My cock starts growing, and I can't resist.

"Hey, Riley ? Can you chequer that box there ? The label might be wrong."

She turns and glares at me, but then stops the conveyor belt and leans over the box to look at the label. Perfect. I hit pause on the remote and walking over to her and slap her left ass cheek with all my enduringness, a couple of times. I sliding my fingers into the girdle of her leggings and pull them all the way down to her ankles and give her ass few More smacks on the same side. I then spread her perfect ass and get a soundly look as her pussy and mother fucker. I can't resist slipping between her peg and eating her pussycat for a bit. My tongue slips up and down her snatch and circles her clitoris before I suck on it for a bit. She tastes damn honorable and it's only making my cock harder. I tongue her trap a bit and thrust my fingers in. I start to notice that her physical structure is reacting to the stimulation even though times is stop dead. Her pussy is getting soaked, and I'm cook to demand full advantage of the position I have her in. I stand up and get behind her, grabbing her hip with one hired man and liner my cock up to her dripping wet fix with the other. I slam into her as hard as I can, I'm not trying to be nice. I pump my cock in her as arduous as I can. I grab a hand for of her hair and pull her straits back as I piston in and out, making loudly slapping interference. I start smacking her ass again as I push her physical structure more in the box while I fuck her. I feel my cum starting to build and I pick up Sir Thomas More pep pill. I'm gon na cum inside her. I feel my genu start to crumple a lilliputian as I release a massive load into her waiting cunt. I groan with each passing waving as I unload rope after roach inside her. When I pull out my cum starts to drip down her thigh. My cock is still voiceless though and I spread her ass again. I spit on her arse and railway line my cock up with it and thrust my cock hard into her besotted ass, up to the base. I want this to bruise, I grab her hips with both men and start slamming into her asshole, over and over. I smack her huge ass until it's a deep red. I can feel myself getting cook to cum again so I give her one in conclusion good, knockout thrust and cum trench in her asshole. My cock starts to dampen and I pull it out with a voiced plop. I claim her panties as a prize then pull her leggings up. I can see wet spots where my cum is leaking out of her, I chuckle and straighten myself up. I make certain I'm back where I was standing before and hit the playing period clitoris. Riley begins to speak.

"It's corr- OH FUUUUUUCK !"

Her legs buckle and showtime to shake, she has her arm on the box to support her. Her respiration is ragged while she recovers from the ‘ random'orgasm she just had. He face flushes read and everyone stares at her. She's visibly confused, as she looks around.

"What are you all staring at ! ? Get back to work !"

She try's to get her calm back a little before running off on her still shaky legs. I smile and get back to employment. I'm gon na enjoy having the power to have a go at it whoever I want .