The set-up seemed perfect. Ty was reaching into his jacket, made the two pocket-dicks
invisible for everyone in the room except for himself and took them out.
"Ok, boys," he whispered, "ready to go!" He blinked with his eyes - another methode
to mark the start of his wish, because snipping might have been a bit too obvious in
a place like this - and from now on he could order those pocket-dicks directly via
mind-controle. (Which again raises the question, whether those dicks actually had a
mind to controle?)
Ty sent the two pocket-dicks over to that woman who was sitting next to the window
with her child. He watched them run over to the table, jumping on the woman's handbag,
that was on the floor, then next to the stroller and from there up to the table. No one
could see them, except for Ty, who kept them invisible. By command, the two dicks
started to rub each other, until they got all stiff, but they kept rubbing and rubbing,
until they ejaculated shot right up into the air and Ty had to deflect them as to prevent
the woman to be sprayed onto her face. It was far too early for that. Instead Ty made the
ejaculate end up on her cake. But still there was some goo left on the table which was
as invisible to her as the two dicks that were sitting right next to her cup of coffee.
The woman had gazed out of the window as it all happened and was watching her
child now and then fighting with its chocolate and cake. "Don't spill your choco!"
she said with a mild and weary smile.
"You still got yua cek' " the boy replied, stuffing himself with his and trying to give
his mum a chocolatey smile while doing it. Of course he failed to coordinate, smiling,
talking and keeping his cake in.
"Oh, watch out, your spilling everything." his mother said, took out a tissue, and
cleaned the boy's face. "Just be careful with that forke, will you?"
"Yua cek, yua cek!" the little one was chanting. "I'll eat it! Just so you know! You
already had your lot!" and by saying that she picked up her forke and took a first
bit of her cake. Ty could make out the freshly milked goo dripping down from the
cake's creamy top when she moved it to her mouth. She could not see the ejaculate,
but was it possible that she could eventually smell it? Ty hadn't thought of that.
The woman was now carefully chewing on her piece of cake and Ty got the impression
that she was intensely considering it's taste and texture. "Did she spot a difference
to usual cake? But now the kid was drawing her attention away again when it let
got of his forke and the woman bent down and picked it up again, cleaning it with
yet another tissue.
When she came up from beneath the table she noticed Ty observing her and gave
him an apologetic smile. She was obviously under the impression that her child's
behavior might have disturbed him and Ty was quick to return a reassuring smile
as if he was just innocently watching a scene between a mother and a child, which
- as a matter of fact - was not so far from the truth.
"Thats a cute boy you have there!" Ty said. "Oh well, hes like a bag of flees ..."
she replied. "Did any of the chocolate end up in his stomach or was it all meant
for his face?" Ty said, still smiling at her. "Oh, you can say that again! Sometimes
I think he doesn't know that he ist supposed to drink it!" She handed the cleaned
forke to her kid who was keenly grabbing it in order to start yet another attack on
his cake.
His mother picked up her own forke again and cut off another piece of her own
cake, taking another bite. She was obviously enjoying it and besides her not
realyzing that there was jizz on her cake, she looked fresher by the minute.
Those dark shades beneath her eyes, that must have been the effect of raising
a child, probably on her own, having to work and getting up at night then and
again when the boy was demanding it, those shades were slowly vanishing.
Her cheeks were getting a fresh colour and her eyes, that had been appearing
tired all along, were getting fresh and clear now. The small wrinkles that had
surrounded her eyes and forehead, eventually caused by lack of sleep and
concern, were smoothing and after only a couple of minutes she looked fresh
and beautiful again.
Ty had not foreseen the effect of those pocket-dicks ejaculate. He had not even
planned it all through, but when he saw what effect it had on that woman he
was glad and decided to leave it at that. He would not tease her any more.
He summoned his pocket-dicks to return to his table and thought about his next
move.