Panty had decided to head toward the park after her moment of physical brutality. Head still buzzing with irritation she sat down on a bench in the more deserted parts of the park. It was obvious that she could hear what other people were thinking. That thought had occasionally come into her head in the past. Never did she expect it to cause such a headache. She looked around her area and checked if anyone was there to make sure had a decent moment of rest. She closed her eyes and laid sideways on the bench with her legs crossed.
She could hear the sounds of the birds chirping, whether they were doing it in their heads or doing so out loud, she could clearly hear them. Nevertheless it was a pleasant sound and made a mental note to keep Chuck out of the house for as long and she can hear thoughts, she didn't expect for her peace of mind to be interrupted so soon.
Is she about to sleep?
She knew this voice. It was coming from the bushes behind her.
Such a beautiful sight.
Panty slowly removed her panties and prepared to chase the person behind the bush out of her presence.
She's stirring in her sleep. I never would have expected this side of her. Taking a nap in the park… eh? Where'd she go?
"Breathing down your neck!" Panty screamed at the stalker after sneaking behind him.
Brief whelped in surprise and quickly made a dash on all fours away from Panty. However, Panty had prepared an anti escape measure. Two fingers hooked on the waistband of his briefs, Panty performed a hanging wedgie and with one arm, effortlessly lifted him up to eye level so they were both face to face.
"H-Hello, Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-" Brief tried his best to pretend it was just coincidence that they had met in a deserted area of the park.
"What are you doing here?" Panty asked sternly.
"I was j-just, uh... scanning the bush with my PKE meter!" he stammered, painfully attempting to extract a sort of vacuum head connected to a large device he wore around like a backpack. Despite the tightness of his nether regions, he tried his best and pointed it at the bush but unfortunately they were in an empty area in the park and it was impossible for any kind of disturbance to be detected. The PKE meter might as well have been off.
Panty stared at the lifeless meter giving Brief this chance to explain himself. Brief was sweating at this point. His excuse had no validity behind it whatsoever.
"Looking for ghost? Just what kind of trail did you follow to come to this ghostless location of all places? I think it's clean here thank you." Panty said pulling Brief even higher by his underwear.
"Yes! It is clean, nothing here! I better get, on, my, way." Brief struggled to escape Panty's wedgie.
At that moment Panty had an idea. It was indeed strange that she had the powers to hear other people's thoughts, if so would it be possible to read them instead?
"Hey geek boy."
"Y-yes Panty, what is it?" Brief asked straining to think of a good position that might lessen the pain of suspension by underwear.
"Can you do me a favor?" Panty asked.
"Sure, anything." Brief replied his voice pitch now rising.
Panty smirked lifting Brief even higher and hanging him on a nearby fence post. She then massaged her head and prepared to read Brief's mind.
"Why did you come to this park today?" Panty asked knowing that the PKE excuse was a lie from the beginning.
"I came here scanning for ghosts. My PKE meter went off and I followed it here. I've told you before." Brief replied again.
Panty stared at Brief expecting a voice and indeed she did hear it.
I followed Panty to the park again so I can watch her
"Gross…" Panty recoiled backing off from Brief. "But ah well… Let's continue."
Panty paused to think up a good question.
"Where do you stash your porn mags at home?" She asked failing to resist leaking a sneer.
"W-why would you? I don't have any!" Brief stuttered and he swung from side to side from the fence post."
What's going on with all these questions? What does Panty want from me?
Panty realized that she couldn't read thoughts as well as she can hear them. Then again she thought about the little incident she had with the jock a white ago and how she got totally different thoughts after she had touched him. Was physical contact necessary?
As Brief was struggling to undo himself down from the fencepost Panty walked up and lifted his chin with her hand. Brief turned a bright red.
They're at the bottom most drawer under all my underwear...
Panty was flooded with thoughts from Brief's subconscious. She let go after a moment unable to handle the increasingly nauseating thoughts as she went deeper and deeper into his secrets.
"Too much information…" Panty gagged shaking the thoughts out of her head. She got herself together, took a deep breath, and nodded. "Thanks, I got what I wanted."
"What you wanted?" Brief asked swaying with the wind face still pink from the physical (emotional, or any other kind of) contact he had shared with Panty that wasn't painful.
"I'll be off then… And about that." Panty said turning back.
"W-what?" Brief said.
"No chance in hell." Panty spat before walking off.
"Wait! Get me down first! What do you mean no chance? Panty? Hey!" Brief called until his underwear tore. He fell face first into the soil. At least he was finally released from the wedgie.
So that was it, Panty could read minds as well as hear them. This was excellent. Think ofall the possibilities. She could read people's minds and learn their secrets and she can also… she can also…
"Then again… what can I do beside find out people's secrets?" Panty thought but couldn't come up with a good answer. All she wanted to do at the time was to start reading people's personal information. Learn all the dirty things about them and have a good laugh or use it to her advantage. Is there any better way to use this ability?
"Well fuck it, I have it now, I should go enjoy myself." Panty cheered and ran off towards downtown.
With the power to read minds you would expect someone like Panty to at least do something more productive like stealing passwords or information of the similar kind to use it to her advantage. She makes it obvious that she would rather ask men for their penis sizes and then read their minds to confirm the claim. She had nothing else better to do.
"Hey hey! Are you good in bed?" Panty asked a guy persuasively.
"You kidding? I'm the best!" he said gloatingly.
"Is that so?
"Why don't I show you?" he asked as Panty read his mind.
"Maybe next time Cherry-kun." Panty sneered as she dumped the guy and left him hanging.
Panty continued her search for her worthy man. As it progressed Panty only became more exerted and fed up. Every guy was the same as the one before, if not worse and more of a wimp
"What the fuck is wrong with the men in this town? I've met at least fifty this afternoon and they're all a bunch of short stacks!" Panty growled as she stomped down the lamp lit street back home.
For the second night straight it appears that she won't be having a man in bed with her. Feeling hopeless she turned the last corner before her house came into view. The part of the town was uninhabited, the streets were empty and it was silent except for the flickering of the street lights and the occasional sounds of people in their homes.
She's been going at it all day, I was so sure she'd come home with a guy. Instead she just leaves without even making an effort
Panty walked over to the nearest trash can and kicked it to its side.
"Augh!" Brief cried as his head popped out from the top end of the bin along with the many filthy contents within.
"Stalking me again aren't you?" Panty asked.
"H-how did you find me? I was perfectly hidden!" Brief asked, abandoning any excuse he had involving the PKE meter.
"Even if you're covered in all this trash I could still whiff your geekness from a mile away phimosis boy." Panty said without her usual spice.
Panty put one foot on the trash can, looked up at the sky and sighed.
"You know Brief." Panty said.
"Yes Panty?" Brief asked enjoying his view into Panty's skirt from below in his trash can.
"I've realized something about you."
"R-really?" Brief said hopefully.
"I've been with at least fifty guys today. You're just like them." Panty sighed.
Brief remembered all the handsome studs that Panty had went through his afternoon, immediately his heart lifted. God help Brief understand that Panty didn't mean what he thought. Panty looked down at him and smiled.
"No matter how many I've been with they were..."
Brief listened in with his full attention; to engrave this moment into his memory. Most definitely leaning for a confession, did he finally win the lottery? He finished Panty's sentence to fit his fantasies.
Not as good as I am?
Thus ended Panty's original intentions of sparing Brief the stress she had piled up for the day, in short, she snapped.
"They were..." Panty growled, steam shooting out of her nostrils. Brief suddenly felt the need to change his underwear once again.
"NO!" She screamed at top of her lungs as she made the first stomp on the trash can which caved in with a crunch.
"BETTER!" She stomped again a second time.
"THAN!" A third time she brought her foot down and stomped on the bin as well as shattering Brief's hopes, dreams, and expectations with her high heels.
"YOU!" she made a sharp final kick to the side of the trash can. The force sending it rolling well down the street and over the horizon despite how disfigured it was. Brief's cries of shock and pain echoing from within.
Panty felt light headed but considerably relieved of her stress. As she went down the path across the front yard in the direction of her house, she fell into a light melancholy at the realization that she was doomed to a city where all the men might as well be Brief.
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