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Quite by accident I found myself in an interesting situation. A friend and I were working on a short film for our film class. It was supposed to be a spoof on the whole Dr. Frankenstein thing. My house had this tower with windows on all sides. I guess it was kind of a star gazing room or what ever. We decided it would make a perfect place for our “Lab”. We gathered items to make our lab and waited for a stormy night. We did not have to wait long. A huge lightning storm came through our town the next week and we were ready. We had all kinds of household chemicals in beakers and fake ‘Lab’ items to make it all the more realistic. We were in the middle of a scene when I felt this strange tingling, and then I hear this huge explosion. The next thing I know my friend is shaking me and screaming my name. Come to find out the tower was struck by lightning while he was filming me. My friend was standing on the stairs and got thrown down the rest of the flight to the level below, but I was knocked out and across the small tower room, breaking the table with our fake lab equipment on it. We both got checked out at the hospital and we were both fine. He went home with his parents, who met us at the hospital, and I went home for bed. I awoke the next morning with the worst headache I’ve ever had. I was getting ready for the day in the bathroom and was shaving in the mirror. One of the hairs or something must have tickled my nose because I had to sneeze, so I turned away from the mirror. I sneezed and turned back toward the mirror, freezing in my tracks. There was nothing in the mirror, just the wall behind me. Confused, I stepped backwards until the pajama pants I was wearing came into view walking on their own. I rubbed my eyes and then ran to the full-length mirror in my room where sure enough, the only thing in the reflection was my pajama Anadolu Yakası Escort pants. I was invisible! How could this be? All I could think of was that the mixture of the lightning and all the household chemicals did it. At first I didn’t know what to do, and then I remembered what triggered it. I found some items around my room and tried to tickle my nose, but to no avail. I got annoyed so I decided to just hit myself in the nose. Whack! That did it. My eyes were watering and I could feel a sneeze coming on. Sure enough I sneezed; and then quick turned to look in the mirror. There I was, just like nothing happened. I spent the next week finding out that I could make myself sneeze many different ways. Every time I did I would either disappear or reappear. I don’t know why sneezing does it or even why I go invisible, but I knew better than to tell anyone about what was going on. I needed to keep this so secret that no one would ever know. I had so many ideas of how to abuse this, my head was spinning. The only question was…What’s first? The only limitation was I had to be naked to be completely invisible. It’s not like I could just go invisible anywhere because my clothes were still visible. I practiced sneaking around the house perfecting my ways of being as quiet as possible. Then it hit me, if I had to be somewhere in close proximity to my clothes, I would just leave my stuff at my house and go around the neighborhood. I soon learned that our female neighbor was the one to watch. I could stand right outside people’s windows with my face inches from the glass and they couldn’t see me. Most people did stupid stuff when they thought no one was watching, like dance and sing to music, or pick their nose and stuff, but our neighbor was something completely different. I would often see her reading dirty magazines in Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan her living room, rubbing herself through her pants, or watching dirty movies. The draw back was, if she was watching movies, she was out sight from my current vantage point. I needed to get in to her house, but how? I figured it out the next day. I was in my house and looked over into our neighbor’s yard. She had just gotten home and was bringing in her hanging plants she put out the night before. The back door to her house was wide open. That’s it, I’ll wait for the next time she waters her plants and make my move. A week went by and I watched the back yard ever day to see if the plants were out there, then one day I saw them. They were hanging there just like the previous week. I watched for my neighbor to come home, quickly stripped, and forced myself to sneeze. Everything was set. I ran out the back door and over to my neighbor’s back door waiting for her. Sure enough, she parked the car, got out, and entered the house through the front door. It seemed like eternity before I saw her walking through the house heading for the back door. I’m sure it was just seconds, and she was just setting her purse, keys, and stuff down before she brought the plants in. She opened the back door with me standing just a couple feet away from it. She was totally oblivious to me. She brought the first plant in and came back out to grab the second. That’s when I made my move. I quickly, but quietly, entered the house and did a quick walk through of the first floor to familiarize myself with the layout. Soon I heard her shut the door and make her way back into the house. I fled to a corner of the living room, waiting. She came walking through the living room, and as she passed me I followed, a few feet behind. I followed her to her bedroom upstairs, Escort Anadolu Yakası where she turned on some music and began to remove her work clothes. I was frozen! There I was, standing completely naked a few feet from a beautiful woman who was undressing in front of me, completely unaware of my presence. I never took too much time looking at her before, but her body was exactly what I liked. She removed her blouse and bra, freeing the two most beautiful tits I had ever seen. She then removed her dress pants and threw everything in a hamper in the corner. Damn, I thought to myself. Why won’t she remove her panties? She then walked across the hall and into the bathroom. Yes! was all I could think. She walked over to the toilet and lifted the lid. Turning around, she was facing me just a few feet from her and started to lower her panties as she sat on the toilet. A large sigh escaped her lips and then I heard it. She was pissing right there in front of me. I was so hard I had to start stroking myself to give myself some relief. When she had finished peeing she opened her legs to wipe and I realized that she had completely shaved her pussy bald. She reached around, flushed the toilet, and stood up, leaving her panties behind. I almost fell backwards as I got out of her way. I quickly stood up and leaned against the wall so she wouldn’t walk right into me. The bad part was that I had to pull my rock hard cock down so she didn’t hit it as she walked by. It hurt so much that when I released it, the damn thing bounced back up and hit my stomach. She stopped and turned around looking at the toilet as it finished it’s flushing. She must have thought it was just the sounds of the toilet. I was safe. She threw on a t-shirt and then I followed her down to the kitchen where she started to cook some food. I knew I wasn’t going to miss much with her cooking and all, so I decided to use this time to search the house. I started in her bedroom, where I found all kinds of items that kept my mind wandering and my cock hard. I found some small vibrators and dildos in her night stand along with some lube.
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