I could now move a hundred pounds easily, more if I concentrated, but it caused me a severe headache afterwards. My perception of people I was looking...for improved to a very clear picture, and I now had sound, also. My range when I was doing this was of course worldwide.What was interesting, was the limit on how far my 'point of view' could separate from the person, once I established contact. It had increased to hundreds of feet. In other words, I could zero in on... say, my dad. I would get. Michelle adjusted the armcarrying the microphone so that it was before his lips.The set up reminded Michelle of a language laboratory from high school, fromthe time he had studied French. It turned out to be much the same idea, butinstead of teaching a second language, the purpose was to teach the boys tospeak as girls.Michelle found himself being told to speak a phrase. He then listened to hisvoice played back to him. The machine voice told him whether his next attemptwas an improvement.This. Hubert chuckled, pressing the magnet down and kneading it in a small circle. Saliva started leaking up Michelle's face as she eagerly took his cock in. He dug his thumb under the edge of the magnet, and flipped it. When the polarity shifted, the round, lumpy magnet inside Michelle flipped around, making her hips jerk and her thighs tremble. She could practically hear Hubert grinning as he grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of her head, pressing his prong deeper as he flipped the magnet back. ”Hector laughed as Jenna’s head bobbed up and down on his rod.“Take it deep, all the way in that little whore throat. “ Hector grabbed the belt right at the loop and held her mouth down on his cock.As she thrashed he let her up, her face purple and spit and slime dripping down her face and running down her chest. Hector relented and let Jenna catch her breath.“That’s a nice little pig, now suck on it.”Tears streamed down Jenna’s red face. Desperate she sucked on the cock. If she could keep.