The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Gillian leaned forward from her central place on the bridge. She wore a uniform much like that of her surrounding crew did, largely black with silver surrounding the stiff collar and out to the ends of her shoulders. Its futuristic material held tight to her every curve and yet somehow still managed to look starchy and professional. A stylized insignia of earth shined a bright silver over her left breast.

The leggings resembled latex pantyhose, squeezing her legs tight and making them visibly darker. The skirt of her uniform barely covered her thighs, and her flat black boots reached barely halfway up her calves.

It had been two weeks since they’d left dock on their latest mission, and from the planet filling up most of the screen in front of her it seemed they had finally reached their destination at long last. “This is the planet that they wanted us to survey?”

She asked less out of uncertainty, and more out of amazement. Even from orbit the planet’s dense foliage was on full display. She eagerly wished it would be her mission to make her way down and explore the lush wilderness herself, but it would hardly do for the captain of a ship to investigate such potentially dangerous environs. Her ship held over two hundred people who relied on her decisions and expertise under stress and strain. Her desires to explore such unknowns herself would have to contain themselves.

It was a skill she was almost disappointed with herself to master.

Lenore nodded, tapping at her control panel before turning to her captain with a smile. “Quite certain, captain! We’re at the right coordinates, and it’s hard to deny this planet matches the descriptions from our orders. The exploration team’s scans really weren’t overestimating things… This planet really is just… well I’d say crawling with plant life, but that doesn’t really make much sense, does it?”

Gillian laughed and shook her head as she stood, smoothing her uniform before stepping towards the large screen that dominated the far wall of the bridge. “I’m glad we already assigned the survey teams, even this far up I’m spellbound by the planet’s beauty. Have them start making their way down. I want preliminary reports by fifteen hundred hours from all teams. Make sure medical is standing by. We’ve prepared as much as we can, but there’s no knowing what they’ll find down there.”

“Aye, captain!” Lenore grinned as she began tapping away at her panel to carry out the Gillian’s orders.

For just a moment Lenore watched the longing way that the captain leaned towards the image of the planet below. It was hardly loud or imposing, but anyone who had served for so many years with her would easily be able to tell the wanderlust the sight inspired. Hopefully this mission will have some excitement for our captain, even if she’s stuck up here with us.

Her panel lit up with acknowledgements of her orders, each of which she tapped to swiftly dismiss. Even with an exciting new vista below, things in orbit felt much the same as ever. With a sigh Lenore mused that it would take something going very wrong for her hopes to come true.

Helena slid fingers through her long blonde hair as she led her team over another hill. The thick forest canopy overhead allowed little light through, but the lights strapped to their wrists more than adequately illuminated their surroundings. Their footfalls were hardly silent. Leaves, grass, and wet mud stopped the small team from feeling as though their every step echoed endlessly under the canopy.

“This place is gorgeous! It’s a little humid, could probably do with a bit more rain… But I don’t think I’ve seen such varied plant life since that planet in the Onias Cluster.” Kelsey grinned as she let her light linger on the backside of her commanding officer. Helena’s curves were poured into her uniform, making it seem to strain visibly with every step. Kelsey could so easily imagine reaching up under the back of her skirt to pull those standard issue pantyhose away. She idly wondered if the lieutenant wore panties. “What do you think, Helena?”

“That planet had maybe a quarter of this. I’ve never seen planets with petals shaped like this…” Helena stopped, her gloved fingers gently tracing along the edges of a flower with many different colored petals that seemed to curve and twist each at random, some jagged, some smooth, and others bending back towards the center of the bloom. “But I’m not a botanist. The Captain assigned me to a team because I can keep you two safe and get her that report on time.”

Sook-Joo rolled her eyes with a faint smirk. “And we’re here because we are botanists? I’m a specialist in xenobotany, but Kelsey is a geologist. This planet has to be fairly unusual to have such dense and varied plant life. This much variety is unusual. It almost seems cultivated.”

Sure enough every direction the three looked there seemed to be some new example of plant life. The arrangement seemed random enough. It certainly wasn’t set up like a garden world. The thought of someone carefully nurturing the haphazardly placed plant life seemed almost absurd.

Helena knew better than to say so, of course. It had been a guess at a scenario that was unknowable. Even impossible ideas were worth voicing.

“Maybe? All I know is that I might come back here on shore leave!” She began to laugh, before freezing in place and raising up her arm to carefully aim her light. Something had moved. They had seen so much plant life, but none of that had done anything but move in the wind. Helena had heard of some very strange plants, but she had never heard of a plant that seemed to have breasts.

The three officers froze in place as the green skinned woman, with hair like long flower petals, stepped out from behind a tree. She was curvaceous and beautiful. Her skin glistened like leaves in a morning dew. Of course she wore no clothing, and her full breasts stood out heavy at her chest with dark and puffy green nipples openly displayed. Between her legs her nether lips looked softer than light green flower petals, with a hint of something yellow and blue hidden behind them.

“Exobotanist, huh? There’s definitely nothing rocky over there…” Kelsey’s tone began half sarcastic, and slowly faded away as she stared in silence.

Sook-Joo’s purple and red streaked hair shook with her head as she remained equally silent.

Taking a deep breath, Helena slowly approached the green woman. She took note of the plant woman’s neutral expression, and her vibrant violet eyes that seemed to show no emotion she recognized. First contact wasn’t an experience that Helena had much of, but she imagined there was only one way to change that.

She turned off her light as she stepped closer, her hands held out from her sides, palms open. “Hello! We are explorers, and we mean you no harm. We’d just never seen a… forest like yours. We wanted to investigate…”

The green skin woman blinked, and slowly tipped her head to the side in a curious gesture. Helena slowly lowered her hands to her sides as behind her the rest of her team surveyed the area for signs of anything else they might have missed.

Sure enough, several more of the green skinned plant women began to step into view, forming an open perimeter around the three women. Helena stepped closer, frowning apologetically. “If this is some place where outsiders aren’t welcome, we’ll happily leave?” She pointed at herself, and then back to her team, before motioning back to where they came from. “We don’t mean to disturb you. We’re just curious, and your home is very… lovely.”

At the word lovely, the green woman in front of Helena smiled. Her lips moved, as if testing the sensation for several moments.

Sook-Joo and Kelsey moved closer to each other as the plant women began to slowly approach. Their stances were hardly threatening, but they all bore a now faintly amused expression.

“You are not… disturbing us. In fact, we welcome travelers. We would like to share the bounty of our forest with you…” The plant woman’s voice was low and soft, like the breeze blowing between flowerpetals turned husky and seductive. Helena squeezed her thighs together under her skirt in an attempt to show as little reaction as she could. “Please, let us welcome you as is our… custom.”

Helena’s mind raced as she tried to determine how the plant could have learned their language so quickly. Was it telepathic and moving its lips in an appearance of speech? Had the team that flew by the planet before made contact without reporting it? That seemed very unlikely, but it seemed impossible that the woman before her had learned words she’d never heard.

Perfume began to fill the air. A scent of spring flowers, musky and mellow. Helena’s eyes hooded before she was consciously aware. Her posture slackened. “Oh… Well, that sounds lovely…” She looked to her wrist. It was still three hours until their reports were due. They’d checked in only half an hour ago. “Is there any place special that you would like us to go…?”

“Oh no…” The plant woman stepped closer. How her hands were suddenly on Helena’s cheeks, she was uncertain. Everything felt so warm. Her body tingled. Her toes curled gently inside of her boots. Every inch of her starchy uniform felt so restrictive. Her eyes felt heavy.

“Oh… No…?” Helena tried to ask, but was uncertain if her confusion was with the plant woman’s words, or her own. Her voice sounded oddly distant, and her feet felt uncertain. The sweet scent of flower petals made everything feel indistinct and hazy. Moment to moment was harder and harder to focus on, as the air filled with a faintly visible pink mist.

Behind her Kelsey and Sook-Joo were back to back, surrounded by plant women. The pink around them was so thick, and each breath they took filled their longs with the powerful tingling sensation of their minds slipping away. Eyes hooded as the plant women began to caress along their faces, and then along their curves.

Green lips found theirs when they attempted to speak, as hands began to reach under their skirts and tug.

Helena remained in her daze, her eyes trapped in the violet eyes that stared back into hers. Her lips moved, as if to repeat her question, but each time it drifted soundlessly away from her and into oblivion. Instead she found herself mewling as the plant woman stroked along her hips.

“Oh no… as in… there’s no place more special than any other. As long as we’re together.” Helena quietly moaned as she felt her leggings pulled away, and a warm breeze blow under her skirt. Kelsey would have been disappointed at the sodden black undergarments, but they soon followed the tight thick leggings at the green woman’s gentle tugging. “What’s important is that you allow us to… welcome you. That’s what’s important.”

“Im…por…tant…” Helena nodded, a motion that showed more understanding than could be heard in her voice. “S-so... Impor…tant…!”

Her moans filled the air as green fingers thrust so deeply inside of Helena’s pussy. Her eyes rolled up into her head, body shaking as her lips trembled helplessly. Lust flowed slickly along her thighs as her hips shook, bucking to each movement of the green skinned woman’s touch which only grew more and more insistent.

As one the plant women began to giggle, a musical sound that so perfectly blended with the helpless moans of the women they so relentlessly grasped, squeezed, kissed, and filled.

“That’s right. Important. Very important. You’re going to let us greet you, then you’re going to show us where you came from, so we can welcome all of your friends.” Before Helena could respond a green tongue forced its way past her lips, and Helena lost herself in the feelings of her pussy drooling messily over the green woman’s fingers and the pink haze that had her legs giving way from under her.

On instinct she grind and rubbed herself into every touch, blank, glassy eyes visibly devoid of their former intelligence. Her hips moved faster, more and more desperately as she found her lips wrapping around a dark green nipple.

Helena came, and only suckled harder as she felt her hips too weary to buck.

Gillian squeezed her hands behind her back to resist the urge to pace across the landing bay. Helena’s team reported that they were returning earlier than ordered with a very comprehensive report of their findings. They’d insisted it be delivered in person, and the captain had been all too eager to have an excuse to leave the bridge. The more of her people exploring the planet’s surface, the more she felt cloistered away.

Maybe there will eventually be a cure for cabin fever, but not yet.

She stepped back when the small landing pod vessel finally made its way back home. When its large doors opened, the Captain was standing eagerly before them.

Eagerly, and utterly unprepared for the pink that spilled out from the craft. She raised her hand to her mouth, prepared to find herself coughing, only to find herself inhaling instead. The security personnel reached for their weapons, only to find their arms hanging slack at their sides.

Helena stepped slowly from the thick cloud of pink fog that soon perfectly filled the chamber. Flowers, of the most exquisite vibrancy, no two petals quite the same, emerged from both of her ears. Her eyes looked hollow, the color drained white around the small round points of her shrunken pupils. Her leggings were discarded, and more of the pink mist flowed from under her skirts.

Sook-Joo and Kelsey were much the same, with their own unique blooms emerging from their ears, eyes inhuman and lost.

The green plant woman slowly approached the befuddled captain who struggled to keep her gaze steady and focused. Her eyes fought her, defocusing between every other moment as her concentration wavered. She tried to think of the many people relying on her. There were so many people counting on her force of will to keep them safe.

All of that faded away the moment that the plant woman grasped the back of her head and forced her into a kiss. Her green tongue dripped with a potent cocktail that had the captain’s eyes lost and distant, staring blankly at nothing as her converted crew reached under her skirt to pull away at her clothing. She shuddered as Sook-Joo’s fingers pushed the small seed inside of her, gasping as she felt it shudder inside of her.

When the kiss ended an eternity later, the captain found seeds being kissed into her ears by the eager lips of Helena and Kelsey.

“You’re going to escort us to the atmospheric control systems, Captain.” Several more plant women emerged from the small vessel, attending in turn to the other dumbfounded officers swaying mindlessly on their feet. “You’re going to do this, so we can welcome your crew home.”

The captain moaned as Sook-Joo continued to stroke her fingers inside of her. She could feel the seeds spreading through her mind, drawing nutrients from the parts of her mind that had helped her rise to the rank of captain. She felt the seed between her legs, tortured by such intimate fluids, somehow understanding that it was utilizing her own biology to create its pheromone fog.

She parted her lips to speak, but found herself only capable of a shuddering whine.

“That will do just fine. You’ll love your new home. I promise.” The plant women all giggled as one as they followed the stumbling captain from the docking bay, a heady cloud of pink preceding them.