[WP]You're immortal and have powers of invisibility. The twist?...you can't control them. You spontaneously become invisible for random durations. Sometimes a few minutes or seconds, sometimes years.

“Yes, Mark. Please don’t stop,” she moaned into my mouth as I laid on top of her.

“Oh, I won’t stop baby. I’ll never stop,” a few deep thrusts here and few short ones there.

Yeah, good job me. Don’t fucking cum. Don’t fuck this up, I thought to myself, You done me well Tinder.

I sighed back into her mouth as we continued. Small beads of sweat dripped down my back as I concentrated.

My toes were beginning to grow tingly. Like my foot was falling asleep. Damn, this is some good sex, I thought to myself. Her hands were over my back and she lightly dug her fingernails in. Her head was back and her eyes were closed.

The tingling continued up my legs and up my knees. It was slow but persistent. It never once faltered or diminished. It was continuously going upwards. I looked down at her face and cupped it between my hands.

“Oh, I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” her voice grew high pitched and she dug her fingernails deeper into my back.

I winced but I dare not stop. I grabbed her hips and continued to plow into her. I looked down and my blood instantly ran cold.

I couldn’t see my legs. They were gone.

Fuck, no. Not today. Please no not now. It’s been years, I thought to myself as panic began to rise. My heart beat uncontrollably. I watched as my torso began to become invisible and it slowly crept up.

I looked down at my date and her eyes were closed. She moaned softly and then suddenly her body tensed up. Everything tensed up. I groaned and she groaned louder. I winced my eyes shut as I let her pleasure engulf me. I washed along with her.

It lasted a few seconds and she opened her eyes and looked at me with a smile. I quickly pounced off her and grabbed my pants that were on the floor. I shoved them on in a panic and looked down at my body. My chest was beginning to become invisible.

“Hey, what’s the big rush?” she asked and sat up to her elbows. I shoved my head through my shirt and stomped into my shoes.

“I just remembered I left the stove on,” I said quickly, “I have to hurry back home.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and scowled, “That sounds like total horse shit.”

“Sorry, I have to go,” I ran to the door and stepped through, “thanks Melanie.”

“It’s Grace, asshole,” I heard through the door. She did not sound happy.

I fished for my keys in my pocket and looked at my hand. It was gone. I jumped into my car and sped home. As I drove I looked at my reflection in the rearview mirror. It was a floating baseball cap.

“Fuck,” I mumbled.

I stopped at a red light and looked over to the car next to me. There was a man and he was staring with his mouth agape. His bald head glistened and he rubbed his meaty hands over his eyes. They trailed up and down.

“Fuck,” I said again. The light turned green and I sped off. I’m sure I broke a few laws as I went home. Can’t pull someone over if you can’t see the driver.

I made it to my house and pulled into the garage. Thank god, I had a garage. I opened the door and walked inside.

I dropped my keys into a bowl and sat down on the couch.

“That was some good sex,” I said and nodded my head.

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