A College Girl with a Lucid Gift. Chapter 3: The Stimulating Breath

Chapter 3: The Stimulating Breath

I stayed up pretty late the night before, which caused me to sleep in a little. I was very invested in this new breathing technique to control my heart rate and make my mind more active. I knew that I could apply it to my lucid projections. Plus, I liked its name, very stimulating. As I looked at the clock, the time revealed that I was going to miss swim practice if I didn’t leave right away. 

As I entered the kitchen, my mom greeted me. “Morning, you’re breakfast is getting cold.” 

“Yeah, I know,” I replied. “I stayed up too late doing homework. Thanks for making the food, but I have to get going.” 

My dad sat at the table with a newspaper covering his face, and his plate licked clean. He didn’t talk very often, but this time, he felt the need to add a remark. “Your mom made you breakfast, you could, at the very least, take it with you to school and then eat it there.”

“I’m not hungry,” I said, annoyed by his comment. “And why don’t I ever see you making breakfast? Mom doesn’t have to be the only one providing food for this family.” 

“Thea! That is no way to speak to your father. He does his part by providing the money that pays for this food, house, and even your college.” Pae snapped back at me. 

She was right, of course, but I didn’t want to admit my mistake. Something about my dad angered me, he was never really a part of my life, and so every time he spoke, I felt a strong urge to call him out on some other unrelated shit. 

“Whatever,” I said, getting up and leaving for school. 

“Thea…” My dad said, lowering the paper to look at me. 

I glanced back at him, and our eyes met with a spark of tension. Before he could continue, I left the house. I couldn’t help but feel a little bad, but my mood was locked in, and it can sometimes be hard to change that. Instead of heading to swim practice, I turned around and decided to spy on my parents to see what they would say behind my back. I peaked in the kitchen window to see my mom washing dishes and my dad back to reading. 

“I just want to provide Thea a normal life, is that too much to ask?” Pae asked. 

She then continued talking as if she was the only one in the room. Might of well have been since my dad sat quietly reading like a zombie behind the news.

“She defiantly has her mother’s mood swings, reminds me of myself when I was young. Well, back then, I was a million times worse than her,” she laughed. 

“I think I’ve done a pretty good job providing her with a normal life. Considering the circumstance, I think my daughter has turned out really well. Wouldn’t you agree?” 

“Yes, you are a spectacular mother and absolutely stunning too.” My dad replied, folding the newspaper and setting it down. 

“You’re so sweet, honey,” My mom laughed. 

My father was acting even stranger than his usual weird self. He smiled at my mom and then began walking to their bedroom. I had to follow him. I ran around the house and then peeked into the bedroom window. The door was wide open, but there was no sign of him anywhere. 

“That’s weird…” I whispered to myself. 

My phone then began ringing with Lin’s face on it. A cold flush of fear swept over me as I denied the call. I then panicked and ran away from the house as fast as I could, not daring to look back. After some distance was reached, I then made a detour and panted my way to school. 

“Hey, Thea! Where were you this morning? You always go to Brit’s swim practices, but I couldn’t find you... You okay?” Lin asked, waiting for me like a dog would its owner. 

“I slept in, that’s all. And I couldn’t answer your call because I needed to run part of the way to school.” 

“Oh, alright… Well, you won’t believe what I did last night.” 

“Gross, I don’t want to know.”

“No, I spent hours researching your mom.” 

“That’s even worse, Lin! Why are you telling me this?” 

“No, not like that!” 

“Class is starting, I have to go,” I stated, weirded out by my friend. 

“Okay, okay, but I’ll tell you after, in the cafeteria, I promise it’s nothing bad or gross, I swear!” He replied. 

We then entered the Miss Croft’s classroom, Lin sat at the front again, and I made my way to the very back corner. I wanted to practice my breathing in peace. 

“I hope everyone studied for this basic engineering test, it will account for 5% of your overall mark,” the professor instructed, followed by some faint moans coming from the students who didn’t study. 

I was one of those students who wasn’t prepared; however, the test was multiple choice, and I had a secret gift for cheating. After everyone had begun, I closed my eyes and thought back to what I read online. The Stimulating Breath. 1) Quickly inhale and exhale through your nose, as quick as possible, ensuring the duration is equal for both. 2) Continue for five seconds. 3) Slowly increase your time throughout your practice until you reach one full minute. 

“Time to increase my alertness and energy,” I said quietly to myself. 

I did this for about twenty minutes, eventually feeling a weird change in my aura. Without even opening my eyes again, I focused on Miss Croft’s desk, and bam, I was there. I felt pretty good about the improvement in my lucid teleportation. Without wasting too much time, I found the answers sheet sitting on the desk. 

“Almost too easy,” I chuckled to myself, opening my eyes and circling the right answers. 

After a few jumps back and forth, I finished the test way before anyone else, meaning I had some playtime. I teleported once again, but this time, directly into Miss Croft’s cleavage. She wore a red blouse that left her massive tits exposed. I dove my tiny two-inch body into her warm flesh, soaking in her soft skin. My pebbled tits soon became erect as they grazed across my teacher’s breasts. I squirmed my way deeper until I found Croft’s matured nipple, the tissue was soft and spongy. It was hard to believe how incredibly real everything felt. Within seconds, I could literally feel my teacher’s areola tighten and harden beneath my fingertips. The fierce and intimidating Miss Croft was subject to my minuscule sensations, utterly unaware that I was the one turning her on. 

“Mhphf,” she grunted, hiding her spontaneous hormonal surge. “Class, you have about five more minutes to complete your test.” 

The following five minutes were terrific. I massaged, licked, nibbled, and sucked on my teacher’s teat, knowing full well that the woman loved it every second. I sensed her body aching for more, building temptation without having a means to release. I was slightly disappointed to return to my regular body, but I had no choice, I had to hand in my test. For the life of me, I wanted to avoid eye contact, but right as I dropped my paper on her desk, I looked up. The college professor and I locked eyes for what felt way too long to be gazing at someone. She smirked right before I broke the tension and skittered back to my desk. 

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