Author’s note: A very special thanks to William Pratt (Geo) for his proofing, and comments – for I got a kick out of them. I’d also like to thank the members of the MC Forum that helped me solidify a title for this tale.
Steven Marshal stepped outside his house, set his watch, and began his five mile jog. Not because he enjoyed jogging, but because he found it the easiest way to eat anything he wanted and still keep his weight down. As Steven rounded the corner to head up the stretch, he glanced across the street at the high school. Like always, he wondered why he didn’t take advantage of their track. Instead, he mapped out a five miles course around his neighborhood and jogged the same route every day.
As Steven looked ahead he spotted an approaching walker – and not just a walker, but a female walker with huge tits. As he drew near, he saw that the girl was gorgeous and looked to be in her late teens. The girl possessed long, dark, rusty red hair, and he loved that she didn’t downplay her generous attributes, showcasing them in a low cut blouse. He wished the girl had been a jogger, because he knew he was missing out on some major bouncing action.
Steven smiled as he said hello and was disappointed when the girl didn’t even look up at him, never mind respond. Steven shrugged it off, thinking the girl was obviously having a rough time.
A week later, Steven was taking a walk around his neighborhood with his wife when he saw the redhead again, and this time there was a guy in his thirties, walking with her. As they approached, Steven saw the girl staring down at the sidewalk and was that a pout he saw? He also found his eyes drop down to her chest, and noted her tee was easily three sizes too small. Then Steven glanced over at the guy and saw him glaring; he said hello anyway and again there was no response.
“What’s wrong with them?” Cheryl asked once they were out of earshot.
“Maybe they just had a fight,” Steven responded with a shrug.
“Or maybe he saw you checking out his girl’s boobs,” Cheryl responded with a touch of amusement.
“What?” Steven asked as he played ignorant.
“The girl is beautiful and rather large on top, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Well, now that you mention it…”
Cheryl suddenly hauled off and slugged him.
“Owwwwwwww… what was that for?!” he asked as he rubbed his arm.
“You know what that was for,” Cheryl responded, glaring at him.
Steven turned away and grinned. Cheryl was very much aware of his fascination with big tits, and she knew there was no way he wouldn’t notice the redhead’s. He also knew Cheryl wasn’t really angry with him, just reminding him who he was married too.
As it was, Cheryl was blonde, beautiful and possessed sparkling blue eyes; she epitomized the California dream girl. A former cheerleader in both high school and college, she remained quite a catch, still sporting delicious curves and the finest ass he’d ever seen. The only thing the redhead had on Cheryl was that gorgeous pair of huge boobs.
A week later, Steven spotted the girl with her boyfriend again and decided he’d give them the benefit of the doubt, and this time his greeting was met rather rudely. This time it went one step further, as he overheard the guy mumble something derogatory to the girl and it referenced him. “Hey, what the hell is your problem?” he asked as he turned to the guy.
The guy looked surprised for a moment before he smiled. “Hell, why not…”
“Why not what… what are you talking about?”
“Let me first introduce Rachel,” the guy responded.
“Hi Rachel,” Steven responded as he smiled at the girl. It was the first time she made eye contact with him as she nodded her head hello.
“I’m about to offer you something that will change your life,” the guy proclaimed with a huge grin on his face.
“Oh yeah, and how much does this something cost?” Steven asked with sarcasm.
“Tolerance… but wouldn’t you say she’s rather worth it?” the guy replied as he shifted his attention to Rachel.
“I don’t understand.”
“I’m offering you ownership of Rachel.”
Steven’s eyes lit up in alarm and when he looked at Rachel this time, she blushed.
“I own her, but I’m willing to transfer ownership to you.”
“You’re fucking crazy,” Steven finally responded, and was worried that Rachel might be with this guy against her will.
“Look at her, she’s fucking gorgeous. Don’t you just love those tits of hers?”
“Look, if you want to get rid of her… why don’t you let her go?” Steven asked.
“Her core role is forever. The only thing I can do is transfer ownership.”
“Alright, this little game you’re playing here is cute and all, but given I’m married--”
“To that hot blonde?” the guy asked, cutting him off.
“Yeah, she’s my wife.”
“What if I could guarantee her cooperation?”
“Cooperation…?”
“Yes, guarantee she’ll share you with Rachel.”
“And how would you do that?” Steven asked, hating that he was even asking… also hating the fact that he would love a m�nage a trios with the two of them.
The guy showed him a small bottle he had in his pocket.
“Is that it?! You expect me to drug my wife?!”
“A single drop in her drink and a kiss to seal her and--”
“I’m not drugging my wife!”
“This isn’t a drug, it’s a magic potion.”
“Look,” Steven started to say.
“The cap serves as a dropper so you won’t waste any. I’d say you have about twenty or so drops left in this bottle and all it takes is a single drop to take ownership or transfer ownership.”
“If this stuff is so awesome, then why give it to me?”
“Hell, dude, I have a ton of this, and other potions at my disposal.”
“This is bullshit,” Steven replied.
“Our jogger needs convincing, Rachel.”
“Please, sir… you have to believe David for my sake,” Rachel pleaded.
Steven heard the desperation in Rachel’s voice and wondered if she was brainwashed into believing this shit.
“I’m David’s property, but if you accept his offer, I can be yours.”
“Are you really telling me that you’re his slave?!” Stevenn asked.
“I’m whatever he wants me to be,” Rachel whispered.
“Are you sure this isn’t the two of you role playing?”
“Please! You need to believe me! It’s the damn potion making me this way,” Rachel cried.
“What if I say no?” Steven asked David as he turned to him.
“Then I give the bitch to someone else,” David replied with a smirk.
“Why is it so important you get rid of her?”
“I’m tired of her games,” David replied.
“Rachel? Do you really want to be with me?” Stevenn asked.
“It’s what David wants, so it’s what I want,” Rachel responded.
“Fine, I’ll do it,” Steven told David.
“Stick out your tongue,” David instructed Rachel as he unscrewed the cap of the potion. Then he pulled out the dropper and placed a single drop of the potion on Rachel’s tongue. “Now, complete the transfer by kissing her,” David told him.
“Later,” Steven replied, not wanting to do this in public.
“Now,” David snapped with anger, “Or the deal is off!”
Steven gave his surroundings a quick glance and then kissed Rachel. At first, Rachel didn’t respond - nor did she try and resist, but then she suddenly came alive and started kissing him back. Steven had to remind himself that he was married and broke off the kiss, and only then did he step back from Rachel who gazed back at him with smile.
“She’s your responsibility now,” David said as he threw him the bottle and walked away.
“Are you okay with this?” Steven asked the beautiful redhead.
Rachel smiled and nodded her head yes.
“My name is Steven Marshal, and you’re Rachel…?”
“I… I don’t know,” Rachel whispered, blushing.
“What do you mean you don’t know?”
“That asshole made me forget it,” Rachel snapped in anger.
“How can he make you forget your name?”
“Are you saying you still don’t believe us?!”
“Look, I only played that little game in order to get you away from him.”
“Then you’re going to be in for a bit surprise, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, sure I will… now, where do you live?”
“I live with you.”
“Where did you live before David?”
“I don’t know.”
“Let me guess. David told you to forget about your past and just like that you forgot it.”
“In your attempt at sarcasm, you nailed it! And that’s all it takes to alter me, so please be careful what you tell me,” Rachel screamed at him.
Steven saw the tears in Rachel’s eyes and realized this was no joke for the girl. She really believed she was owned. Then something suddenly occurred to him… “What if I told you to remember your past?”
Rachel’s eyes lit up as a smile emerged. “Then I suppose I would.”
“Remember everything about your past and everything during your time with David,” Steven commanded.
Rachel stopped walking as her eyes closed. Then the smile she had on her face disappeared. The next emotion he saw on her face was confusion, but that quickly was replaced by anger… and then it became even angrier.
“Are you alright?” he asked with concern.
“No. I’m not alright!” she screamed as she opened her eyes. “That monster made me forget my past for six fucking months! Do you have any idea what that must have done to my family?!”
Steven then saw Rachel’s eyes shift down and look at her boobs.
“And look what that fucker did to my body!”
“You mean…?”
“They’re fucking huge!” Rachel cried as she brought her hands up to cup her boobs.
“They’re not real?!” Steven asked in shock.
“I know a doctor would swear they’re real and god knows they feel real but they’re not the breasts I had six months ago!”
“Then how…?”
“A different potion,” Rachel cried.
“I don’t believe this,” Steven mumbled in amazement.
“And that’s another thing… start fucking believing me!”
“Then explain so I can understand!”
Rachel’s whole demeanor suddenly went from very angry to very respectful as if the fight had suddenly been knocked out of her. “The potion David slipped me placed two types of control on me. The first filled me with core behaviors and they are permanent. They also can’t be altered in any way and are automatically transferred to my new benefactor when transferred.”
Steven stared at Rachel like she had two heads.
“The second type of control is commands placed on me by my owner. They are separate from my core element. These commands can be altered, wiped away, or whatever my owner wishes. Through a simple few words, you can now make me sad, happy, horny or angry. Make me pee my pants or even cum. When David was my owner, he wiped out my past. Now that you are my owner, you restored it.”
“This is… amazing,” Steven whispered.
“You think?” Rachel asked with a touch of sarcasm again.
“Tell me some of your core behaviors.”
“I’m compelled to obey you for one thing. I can’t disobey you in any way and I always tell you the truth. I also need you sexually like a junkie needing a fix. I’m so fucking wet right now that if you wanted me right here on the sidewalk, I’d gladly fuck you.”
“That’s not going to happen, and besides, I’m married,” Steven responded.
“Yeah, you’re going to have to get over that you know.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“You have a wife and a sex slave.”
“Stop referring to yourself as a sex slave.”
“Yes, sir,” Rachel responded with downcast eyes.
“I just gave you a command, didn’t I?” Steven asked.
“You’ve given me a few of them in these last few minutes… it doesn’t take much so you need to be more careful,” Rachel replied, adding, “I know you’re a good person and I’m really grateful that you rescued me from that monster, but try and understand how upsetting this is for me.”
“I understand,” Steven whispered.
“No, you don’t understand! How can you understand unless you are living it?! My whole life has been stolen. I have a loving family and had a lot of friends. I was pretty damn popular and attended UCLA on an academic scholarship. I lived in a sorority by the way, and as you can tell I’m a fucking hottie. I got the goods to grace the cover of playboy, especially now with these Double Ds on my chest!”
“But you can return to your former life now.”
“That’s just it. I can’t. I’m not a free person anymore. David took my freedom away the day he slipped me the potion. He was right – the effects are permanent. You’re my owner now and you need to accept it. Just like my core behavior tied me to David, it now ties me to you, so we’re either stuck with one another or you transfer me to someone else.”
“Are you sure I couldn’t just command you to return to your old life?”
“You could, but if you do, it would be like a death sentence.”
“Why?”
“The core doesn’t allow me to be separated from my owner beyond a certain distance.”
“Holy, Christ! Do you know the distance?!”
“No. David ditched me one day to give me a taste of what it would feel like and once he was outside the allowable range, I thought I was going to die. It was the most horrific feeling I’ve ever experienced.”
“How old are you, Rachel?”
“Nineteen.”
“For something like this to happen to someone so young…”
“Yeah, I had my whole life in front of me, didn’t I?” Rachel whispered.
“Tell me what I can do to make your life easier.”
“For starters, you could let me wear less revealing clothes. David insisted on me wearing clothes that would show off my boobs. I never complained because I felt I should be proud of my body, but now that I know they’re supernaturally enhanced, I’m finding them kind of embarrassing.”
“From now on, you can wear whatever clothes you want to wear,” Steven commanded.
“Thank you.”
“What size were you before?”
“I wore B or C cups depending on the bra.”
“Are they uncomfortable?” Steven asked as he couldn’t stop gazing at them.
“They can be pretty annoying at times because of all the attention they draw.”
Steven blushed.
“You wouldn’t believe how obvious and stupid you guys are when you think you’re stealing glances at them. They’re also a pain when I’m trying to sleep because of how heavy and large they are. Surprisingly, though, they don’t hurt my back and are a lot firmer than I think they would be normally.”
“Would you like me to make you feel less stressed about them?”
“No! I don’t want you ever tampering with my head,” Rachel responded with a look of fear in her eyes. “It’s bad enough that I have to deal with my core behaviors and all the commands David left me.”
“You mean David left you commands?!”
“Relax. They’re directed at you now, but they can be pretty embarrassing. I don’t even know what they are until I’m suddenly performing them or they’re about to come up. David must have it set where I forget about them until they’re triggered.”
“I promise… we’ll wipe them out as soon as they come up. Could you share with me some of your other core behaviors?”
“I’m bisexual now.”
“You like girls now?!”
“As long as I find them desirable, I grow pretty damn horny for them.”
“Were you at least bi-curious before this core thing?”
“I was straight as an arrow… but now… well… let’s just say; I think your wife is a major hottie.”
“Too bad she isn’t bi, huh?”
Rachel sighed.
“Did David ever let you indulge?”
“In lesbianism…? Only once…”
“I thought…”
“I know… the majority of you guys are turned on by two attractive females making love to one another. David is one of those rarities that thought it was stupid. Anyway, only to humiliate me, he allowed me to do it one time with a lipstick lesbian. This is how I learned that I can be sexually satisfied from doing it with a girl.”
“How often did you and David have sex?”
“Four to five times a day…”
“Holy, Christ! You’re kidding me, aren’t you?!”
“I couldn’t even if I wanted to, remember? Anyway, any less sex and it will be pretty damn frustrating.”
“Did you have sex today?”
“Twice, and I’m due for another session real soon.”
“This is all going to be pretty damn hard to explain to Cheryl.”
“Just tell her the truth, and then prove it.”
“She won’t believe the truth, and how could I prove it?”
“Use the potion on her.”
Steven suddenly stopped and turned to Rachel, “How can you suggest such a thing?!”
“You asked and I told you,” Rachel replied.
“You know what the potion does first hand, and you tell me to use it on my wife?!”
“It’s just an option,” Rachel responded as she sighed.
“It really would be convenient for you if my wife was bisexual, wouldn’t it?!” Steven snapped.
“Yes, in fact, it would be convenient for all of us,” Rachel responded.
“Let’s just drop it,” Steven snapped, but he wasn’t sure who he was angrier with more - Rachel for suggesting such a thing or himself for getting hard at the thought of it. “This is my street and from the looks of it, Cheryl isn’t home yet from her workout, so it’ll give us some more time to come up with an explanation.”
“Whatever…” Rachel replied.
“Were you this disrespectful with David?”
“Yes. I… I can’t help it sometimes. I’ve always been opinionated but much better behaved. I guess this new life brings out the worst in me because I’m a lot more argumentative, among other things. I can’t tell you how many times I pissed David off, and I remember him reprimanding me a lot. I wouldn’t be surprised if he left me with a trigger or two when I get like this.”
“Can you differentiate between your core behaviors and David’s left over commands?”
“David told me some of them but most I learn on my own,” Rachel responded as he led her into his home, and then she started stripping.
“What are you doing?!” Steven asked as she unbuttoned her low cut blouse.
“Not sure if this is a core behavior or left over from David, but I’m not allowed to wear clothing inside my owner’s home.”
“You’re no longer under that command, so put your clothes back on!” Steven yelled in response while his eyes took in the sight of Rachel’s big beautiful boobs, which were barely covered in her half cup bra.
“Guess it was one of David’s,” Rachel replied as she began redressing.
“What’s David’s number… we forgot to get your stuff.”
“I don’t know his number.”
“Then where does he live?”
“I don’t know where he lives.”
“I command you to remember where David lives and his phone number.”
“Nope – not working… it must have something to do with the core. But I only owned a few outfits anyway.”
“Swell… now I got to get my wife to take you shopping for clothes.”
“Does this mean you’re starting to believe me?” Rachel asked with as smile.
“At least enough where I’m concerned, is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable?”
“You could fuck me,” Rachel whispered with downcast eyes.
“Besides that…”
“Let me call my family to let them know I’m alright.”
“By all means, and that reminds me. The police must be looking for you.”
“I don’t care about the police. That’s your problem. Can I have some privacy when I talk to my family?”
“Follow me upstairs to my computer room. There’s a phone in there and a comfortable air mattress.”
“Why do you have an air mattress in your computer room?”
“If my wife or I get sick – I sleep up here.”
“So, it serves as your bedroom sometimes,” Rachel responded with a grin.
“Yeah,” Steven replied, and no sooner had they entered, Rachel began to strip again.
“Stop stripping,” Steven commanded, but this time Rachel ignored him and seconds later she was decked out in only her panties and bra.
“My core recognizes this as a bedroom and therefore I must be naked,” Rachel replied with a smile. Then she reached behind her back to unsnap her bra, springing free her glorious boobs.
Steven’s breath caught at the sight of them.
“You like these, don’t you?” Rachel asked as she brought her hands up and cupped them.
“Yes, they’re awesome.”
“They’re heavy.”
“They’re beautiful.”
“Would you like to touch them… or better yet, tit-fuck me?”
“No,” Steven whispered, blushing.
Rachel sighed and then stripped off her bikini panties. Steven smiled, thinking he always did prefer the clean shaven look. “Another core behavior dictates I keep it bare for you,” Rachel responded when she caught him staring at her pussy.
“I always wanted Cheryl to shave down there but she wouldn’t.”
“I never did myself until I was turned, but I have to admit I like it.”
“Are you embarrassed about being naked in front of me?”
“Now that you’re my owner, nope… and with the exception of you not fucking me, everything you do is making it easier for me to cope.”
“Good, and consider this a blanket permission command for you to make all your own decisions without having to get permission from me.”
“That’s very nice of you,” Rachel responded with a smile.
“I’m going downstairs to wait on my wife. I need to be able to think about what I’m going to tell her and I can’t focus when those are distracting me,” Steven told Rachel as he pointed to her boobs.
“I swear… you guys act like you’ve never seen a pair of boobs before,” Rachel responded with a smile.
Steven plopped down on the couch when he got downstairs. He then pinched himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. Yes, he really did have a gorgeous hottie, completely naked, inside his computer room. He looked down at his erection through his shorts and wished he could go back upstairs and fuck her.
Rachel lay on the bed while she stared at the ceiling. Finally, her enslavement to that asshole was over and Stevenn was not only nice, closer to her age, but she felt he was tons easier to manipulate. She really looked forward to feeling him inside of her.
Rachel groaned as she caressed her sensitive boobs. Now that she knew her huge protrusions weren’t really hers, she found it difficult to stop playing with them. One of her hands moved down to her pussy and she began to tease herself and then suddenly she stopped. With anger, she remembered David placed a command on her that no matter how much she masturbated, she wouldn’t be able to get off! And to make matters worse; she wasn’t allowed to complain about it unless her owner initiated the conversation!
Rachel had to get her mind off of sex, so she picked up the phone with her sticky fingers and punched in her parents’ phone number.
“Hello,” her younger sister answered, which flooded her pussy with warm wetness.
“Hi Steph,” Rachel whispered, as her whole body lit up with desire for her. She felt nervous that her bisexual desires didn’t differentiate between hottie and sister.
“Rachel?!”
“It’s great to hear your voice, sis,” Rachel responded.
“Oh my, god, where are you?!”
“Sacramento.”
“What… what happened to you?!”
“Long story, is Mom or Dad home?”
“They’re not here and they’re going to be so upset they missed your call. Let me give you Mom’s cell phone number so you can call her… or better yet, give me yours.”
“I’d rather just call later.”
“Are you with someone?” Stephanie asked her.
“I’m staying with Stevenn and Cheryl.”
“Are they the reason you disappeared?”
“Stevenn’s the reason I’m free from the asshole who abducted me.”
“Is he a cop?”
“No.”
“Is the guy who did this to you in jail?!”
“No. It’s so complicated. I’m sorry I put you through this. Just tell Mom and Dad I love them and I’ll call them later.”
“Wait! When can we see you?”
“I’m not sure.”
“I… I missed you so much… we… I… I thought you were dead,” Stephanie rambled on before she started crying.
“It’s alright now, I’m safe now and I missed you too,” Rachel responded, wishing she could comfort Stephanie, and more.
“Give me your address,” Stephanie responded.
“I have to go,” Rachel whispered before she hung up the phone and started crying. Now that she remembered her past, she missed her family more than ever. Suddenly, the phone rang and somehow she knew it was Stephanie. “Hello?”
“I’m sorry I called, Rachel… but I had to make sure I could reach you.”
Rachel sighed as she remembered her parents having caller ID.
“I want to give Mom and Dad your number.”
“Fine, but I’d rather not have them call me here. Tell them I’ll call them tonight.”
“You promise?”
“I promise, we’ll all talk again later,” Rachel responded.
“See you soon,” Stephanie responded and hung up.
Rachel climbed off the air mattress with frustration. She wanted to see her family and wondered if Stevenn would drive her down to LA and visit them. Then reality set in knowing that as long as Cheryl was in the picture that there would be no way.
“That’s it!” she suddenly cried out. She could bring Cheryl into the fold by slipping her the potion! But then she remembered how angry Stevenn got when she mentioned using the potion as an option. She also remembered Stevenn’s erection underneath his jogging shorts.
Rachel looked out the window and saw teens playing basketball. Then her thoughts turned to the potion. It would certainly guarantee them a happy life together. Could she slip really slip Cheryl the potion herself? She smiled, knowing she could, but first she had to sneak it away from Stevenn.
“Did you hear the phone ring?” Steven asked as he barged into the room.
“It was my sister,” Rachel responded.
“You gave her my phone number?!”
“Of course I didn’t! My parents have caller ID, but why shouldn’t my family be able to contact me?! They thought I was dead for the last six months!”
“I’m sorry, Rachel. You’re right… it’s just that this might complicate things and I still have to talk to Cheryl.”
“It wasn’t my intention to complicate things, just make it easier for my family.”
“Alright… uh… how are you holding up, anyway?”
“I need to cum. Are you sure you aren’t up for a quickie?” Rachel asked, blushing.
“Why don’t you just masturbate?”
“David told me I wasn’t allowed to cum when I masturbate.”
“Damn-it, Rachel, you need to tell me these things.”
“I would have, but David commanded me not to groan about it unless he brought it up. So, I had to wait until you brought it up.”
“I’m so sorry, Rachel… I… I didn’t know. From now on you’ll cum good and hard every time you masturbate.”
“Thank you,” Rachel replied as she wondered how those words would affect her.
“Steven,” a voice belonging to Cheryl called out from downstairs.
“I’ll be right down,” Steven yelled back and then raised his finger to his lips to shush her.
Rachel smiled at how nervous Stevenn got and it was just then that she happened to glance down at his crotch and saw his hard-on. She also saw the potion in one of his pockets. “It might be safer if Cheryl doesn’t see that just yet,” she whispered, pointing to the bottle inside his pocket.
Stevenn withdrew the bottle and handed it to her before exited the room.
Rachel stood there completely stunned as she gazed at the potion in her hand. That had been too easy. Then she turned her gaze to the mattress and paused. She was torn between two desires… the desire to cum and the desire to hear what Steven told Cheryl. She smiled as she decided on both.
So, she pranced naked to the staircase as her right hand moved to her pussy. Her left hand held the potion.
“So, how was your workout?” she heard Steven ask.
Rachel groaned as she entered herself.
“The trainer was excellent… how was your jog?” she heard Cheryl respond.
“You aren't going to believe what happened to me,” she heard Steven say.
“This I got to hear,” Cheryl responded.
Rachel gasped as she came all over her hand. It had been so intense that she barely heard Stevenn. Then she brought her hand up to lick her sticky fingers before she stood up and walked slowly to the staircase.
Rachel remained still as she tried to compose herself and considered putting her clothes back on. But then she was worried she wouldn’t have time, so she began descending the stairs.
“This is the redhead you’re talking about?” Cheryl asked Steven, and the sound was coming from the living room.
“Yeah, the one with the big tits, remember?” Steven asked in response.
Rachel quickly turned the corner at the bottom of the stairs and cut through the den into the kitchen. Then she opened the refrigerator and spotted three bottles of water. She moved two of them to the bottom shelf and took the other out and twisted off the cap. Then she unscrewed the cap to the potion and withdrew the dropper. Carefully, Rachel placed a single drop of the potion into the water and returned it to the top shelf.
“I need some water,” Cheryl announced and this caused Rachel to duck into the utility room.
Rachel waited for Cheryl to enter the kitchen, heard the refrigerator open and close, and could tell she went back out to the living room. Rachel peaked outside the utility closet and listened carefully as Steven told Cheryl that he had to check on something upstairs. Could fate have made this any easier?
Rachel opened the refrigerator to make sure Cheryl took the right water and then tip-toed through the kitchen to look into the living room. There she was… and what a sight. The blonde goddess had her back to her. Cheryl’s hair was tied in a ponytail and her skintight blue spandex covered the most perfect ass she ever saw. What Rachel would have given right then to kneel down and worship it.
Rachel smiled as she saw Cheryl drinking the potion-laced water.
“Rachel?” she heard Stevenn call out her name and this prompting her into action.
Rachel spun Cheryl around and kissed her hard on the lips. The blonde was so startled that she just stood there and let it happen. Then Cheryl tried pushing her away forcing Rachel to hold her tight, but then the struggling stopped.
Rachel giggled when Cheryl began returning the kiss, and she felt Cheryl’s hands play over her naked body. It took every ounce of willpower for her to break off the kiss and push Cheryl away from her.
“What… what did you do to me?” Cheryl asked in shock.
“You’re totally in love with me and can’t let Stevenn know about it,” Rachel commanded her.
“Rachel!” Steven yelled from the top of the stairs.
“I’m down here with Cheryl,” Rachel responded as she gazed lovingly at the confused blonde.
“Are you alright?” Steven asked his wife when he rounded the corner into the living room.
“Would you mind telling me why a nude girl is inside our living room?”
“It’s what I was trying to tell you earlier,” Steven replied, and it was then that Steven saw the bottle. “Did you use that on her?!”
“Yes,” Rachel whispered, feeling strangely submissive. She realized that her docility surfaced during a scolding.
“Would you mind telling me what’s going on?” Cheryl asked.
“I’m sorry, Cheryl… I know this must be confusing to you but I promise everything will be alright,” Steven told her as he walked up and hugged her… and then he kissed her.
Cheryl was about to break off the kiss when she saw Rachel gesturing for her to respond passionately.
“Your wife is sealed now,” Rachel blurted out causing Steven to almost break off the kiss, but Cheryl pulled him in closer kissing him with even greater passion. She wasn’t sure how she picked up on it so fast, but she could see now that Rachel was attempting to dupe her husband into believing she was under his control, when in fact it was Rachel she belonged too.
Rachel knew that she not only wanted Rachel sexually, but she also loved her with all her heart, as Rachel was the most desirable, sexiest, and loveliest girl she ever saw. She also knew that her new feelings were artificial, and that she was powerless to deny them.
“Wow,” Steven proclaimed after Cheryl broke off the kiss.
“I… I feel really strange and, well… I need a shower,” Cheryl mumbled and started to head for her bedroom.
“Mind if I join her?” Rachel asked Steven.
Cheryl’s whole body lit up with anticipation as she turned around to see what Steven would say.
“Why should I reward you after pulling a stunt like this?” Steven asked Rachel in anger.
“Because you’d be rewarding me as well,” Cheryl answered in place of Rachel.
Steven turned to Cheryl in shock, but then he sighed.
“Your wife is bisexual now,” Rachel stated the obvious.
“Is this really what you want?” Steven asked Cheryl.
“Yes,” Cheryl whispered, blushing.
“Whatever,” Steven mumbled.
Rachel joined Cheryl as they entered the Master Bedroom and the second they did they started stripping. Only for a moment did Cheryl wonder where her modesty went, and once they were both naked, they started making out again. This time as they kissed, there was no shyness or confusion, Cheryl wanted Rachel as much as Rachel wanted her.
“I’ve only done this once before,” Rachel whispered into her ear while a hand slid down between her legs.
“That’s alright, I did it lots of times,” Cheryl responded as she pushed Rachel down on her bed.
“Really…?” Rachel asked in shock as she spread her legs for her.
“I seduced a girl in my senior year of high school and had my share of fun during my college years as well,” Cheryl replied as she began kneading Rachel’s lovely huge boobs.
“And Steven doesn’t know…?”
“My secret,” Cheryl replied with a grin.
“Our secret,” Rachel corrected.
“This is so strange… I really love you, you know,” Cheryl groaned as she moved her body up to kiss Cheryl. “Let’s run off together… just the two of us.”
“We can’t… we’re a permanent threesome.”
“Why?”
“I’m tied to your husband the same way you’re tied to me.”
“You mean Steven did something to you to make you love him?!”
“He really didn’t know what he was getting into, but it amounts to the same thing.”
“So then I’m right… what I’m feeling isn’t real.”
“Are you mad at me?”
“I love you too much to be mad at you,” Cheryl responded, adding, “But how did you do this to me?”
“I slipped a potion into your water bottle and kissed you to activate it.”
“And that’s why after Steven kissed me you told him I was sealed?”
“It was important he believe he activated you.”
“Did that kiss make me fall in love with you?”
“Not the kiss. What the kiss did was turn you into my sex slave. I had to verbalize your love for me.”
“I see” Cheryl whispered, a little surprised that she wasn’t more concerned.
“No telling hubby otherwise he’ll make you stop loving me, and I’m sure you don’t want that to happen, do you?”
“I never want to stop loving you.”
“The potion also makes it where you have to obey and feel everything I tell you.”
“I’ve noticed that,” Cheryl replied as she left a trail of kisses down Rachel’s body before settling on Rachel’s beautiful wet pussy.
Cheryl opened her eyes and smiled. Rachel was staring down at her with a look of love. Cheryl wanted her again and reached Rachel shook her head no when she tried to initiate more lovemaking.
“We’d better take our shower,” Rachel mumbled as she turned and headed for the Master Bedroom.
Cheryl quickly got out of bed and followed Rachel, mesmerized by her lovely butt. Cheryl then turned the shower on and turned back to Rachel.
“I love you,” Cheryl declared with a smile, as her eyes drank in the sight of Rachel.
“It makes the whole process easier, doesn’t it?” Rachel replied with a grin.
Cheryl looked down at Rachel’s chest. “I never understood Stevenn’s fascination with big boobs before… but I do now.”
“Thank you,” Rachel whispered, blushing.
“Do you like them that big?”
“If they can get your husband to fuck me more I do,” Rachel responded.
“I want you again.”
“It’s the core. It inflicts you with an insatiable appetite for your owner,” Rachel replied.
Cheryl entered the shower stall first to make sure the water was perfect.
“You have the finest ass I’ve ever seen,” Rachel complimented her and Cheryl based in the endorphin rush that followed.
Cheryl filled her hands with body wash and began soaping Rachel’s boobs. Then she kneeled down and soaped Rachel’s bare pussy. It was then that she realized she needed to clean shaven down there as well.
After a very satisfying shower, where they both got each other off again, they dried each other off. Cheryl then retrieved her husband’s shaving cream and razor and handed them to Rachel.
Cheryl was too caught up in her desire to please Rachel to find anything wrong with the fact that she wanted to be bare down there. As Rachel intimately tended to her pussy, she took the time to explain the differences between her core behavior and specific commands that she would give her.
“So, that’s the whole story up until now. There’s a lot I don’t know and even Rachel is still learning. The core dictates certain behavior, and that’s why you’re bisexual now and shaved your pussy. Just know that I will do everything in my power to make your life as easy as possible,” Steven told her.
“I just don’t see why you blame Rachel for this,” Cheryl responded, not liking that Rachel was upstairs on room restriction.
“Are you kidding? Rachel slipped you the potion!”
“But you’re the one that brought it home and gave it to her to hold,” Cheryl argued.
“That doesn’t matter! You wouldn’t be in this predicament if hadn’t been for Rachel going behind my back.”
“Rachel was desperate to see her family, and she thought the only way that would happen was if I was under the affects of the potion. How can you blame her for that?”
“Look…”
“Besides, isn’t me being like this tons easier for you to deal with?”
“It still doesn’t make it right.”
“What’s saying you wouldn’t have eventually slipped me the potion yourself?”
“I’m shocked you would even think such a thing. What Rachel did is inexcusable… regardless of her reasons… or the results.”
“Punishing Rachel only serves to ease your guilt,” Cheryl insisted.
“I’m amazed at how much you’re sticking up for her! I thought for sure you’d be pissed at her as well,” Stevenn added.
“I… I never realized how pleasurable it can be with a girl,” Cheryl whispered, blushing.
“The core turned you bisexual. This isn’t how you would normally feel.”
“But it is how I feel now and you need to get used to it! Maybe instead of punishing her, you should start looking at how fortunate you are to have two very hot looking girls at your beck-and-call and start fucking us more,” Cheryl responded.
Steven sighed.
“There is one good thing about all of this,” Cheryl mumbled with a sigh.
“Oh?”
“Now I can appreciate what you see in big boobs.”
“They are nice, aren’t they?” Steven responded with a smile.
“You’d like me with a pair like that, wouldn’t you?” Cheryl asked with a sly smile.
“How could I not – they’re incredible,” Steven responded with a smile.
“Can I go upstairs and keep her company?” Cheryl asked in hopeful anticipation.
“We both will… and then I’ll leave you two alone so you girls can do whatever it is you girls do. First, I’m expecting the police here some time tonight or tomorrow morning, so I need to prep you both on what it is you’re going to say.”
Cheryl hugged and kissed her husband, very pleased with her performance. Rachel wasn’t the only one who could play the manipulation game.
Steven was drinking coffee and reading a newspaper when he heard the knock. An attractive woman was at the door showing him her badge.
“Are you here about Rachel Walters, officer?” he asked the lady with a smile.
“Mr. Marshal?”
“Yes, call me Steven.”
“My name is Detective Thebe and is it true she’s residing with you?”
“Rachel’s been here since yesterday. Please, come in. I just poured myself a cup of coffee, would you like a cup?”
“Thank you,” The detective responded as she followed him to the kitchen.
“Let me run upstairs to wake Rachel, I’m assuming you would like to talk to her.”
“Thank you,” the officer responded.
When Steven opened the door to his old computer room, he found his wife and Rachel naked, cuddling, and sound asleep. They really did look incredibly erotic together. “Wake up.”
Rachel’s eyes opened immediately while Cheryl groaned and turned over. Steven watched in confusion while Rachel whispered something into Cheryl’s ear and immediately Cheryl woke up as well.
“I need you two to sneak downstairs into the Master Bedroom and put on something to wear. Cheryl, do whatever you can to make Rachel look presentable.”
“What’s going on?” Cheryl asked.
“Rachel’s parents or sister called the Police and there’s a detective downstairs who would like to talk to her,” Steven replied.
Rachel looked nervous.
“Just stick to the story we talked about and everything will be alright.”
“Yes, sir,” Rachel whispered.
“Well Rachel, it sounds like you’ve undergone a very traumatic experience and came out a survivor. Technically, you are still listed as a missing person, and before I can close this case I need you to come to the station to make a sworn statement. I’d also like you to look at some books for us.”
“I will… but I wish I could tell you what this person looks like, but anytime I try, I keep drawing a blank,” Rachel responded.
Steven signed for the small UPS package with curiosity. It was addressed to him but didn’t have a return label with any markings. Inside he found a letter and a small bottle… it was another potion!
I bet you’re surprised to hear from me, aren’t you? I had to contact you because of what I saw the other day. The three of you were out walking around the neighborhood and I noticed Rachel had her hands resting on your wife’s ass.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I certainly don’t blame Rachel for playing grab-ass with your wife given how lovely that ass is, but unless your wife was a sub before you slipped her the potion, then she shouldn’t be allowing herself to be fondled like that in public.
You see, I should have given her to you with a warning label that read, Warning; can be manipulative at times. I had to go to drastic measures myself in order to maintain control of her, as that little bitch can get pretty damn creative when it comes to working around commands.
Incidentally, the potion I included is what I call a BE potion. It’s enlarges breasts size. Anyway, I thought you might like to give your wife a supernatural boob job. One drop the same way you administer the other potion will make boobs grow a whole cup size. There are about twenty doses inside this bottle and three doses should give your wife a pair of boobs the size of Rachel’s.
Enjoy,Davidp.s. Don’t let that Manipulative Little Bitch get the better of you!
Steven sat and digested what he read. He was happy that Rachel and Cheryl were at the mall because it gave him time to think. Rachel had manipulated him when she slipped Cheryl the potion, but was there more to it?
He then thought about Cheryl and how she seemed to prefer sex with Rachel over him. Shouldn’t that be the other way around? Even during their threesomes, Cheryl spent more time between Rachel’s legs. Even outside the bedroom, Cheryl appeared to spend more time with Rachel.
Steven then compared Cheryl’s behavior with Rachel’s. Given that they were technically under the same core behavior, there were inconsistencies. Rachel responded to him like he was a drug while Cheryl seemed a lot more reserved and more like herself. Even her passion appeared normal compared to Rachel’s obsessive need.
“That manipulative little bitch…” he whispered, thinking Cheryl wasn’t tied to him… she was tied to Rachel! When Rachel slipped Cheryl the potion, she must have kissed her before he got downstairs, but then why didn’t Cheryl say anything? Then he realized Rachel was a pro and would know what to say to Cheryl to guarantee her loyalty.
Steven wondered what he should do about it. Should he punish Rachel… or beat her at her own game? Maybe he should cancel their trip to LA, but he didn’t want to punish Rachel’s family. Plus, if they didn’t go down there then the family would come up and that’s the last thing he wanted. Then it suddenly dawned on him what to do.
“What did he want?” Rachel asked Cheryl with a look of concern.
Cheryl smiled as she took a seat at the kitchen table. “He wanted to know if I wanted a boob job.”
“That took an hour?”
“Well, what do you think… should go bigger?” Cheryl asked her with a smile.
“I think you would look great with a pair like mine, sure…”
“Are you saying you don’t like my tits small?” Cheryl asked, defensively.
“Of course I like them, I…”
“Then why do you want me to go bigger?” Cheryl asked with a touch of anger.
“I just said you’d look great with a bigger pair, that’s all.”
Cheryl just stared at Rachel with a sly grin on her face.
“Did you ask Steven for a threesome?” Rachel asked nervously.
“Isn’t that what you commanded me to do?”
“Yeah, but…”
“Then you know I did. I can’t disobey my owner.”
Rachel suddenly realized what had happened and grew more nervous.
“Anyway, Steven told me you didn’t deserve his cock, but apparently I did so we spent the last hour fucking.”
“He knows, doesn’t he?” Rachel whispered.
Cheryl smiled.
“And he already made the transfer…?”
“What do you think?” Cheryl asked with a grin.
“Does this mean you’re no longer in love with me?” Rachel asked, tearing up.
“Well, let’s see… any command given to me by my previous owner is automatically transferred to my new owner, so the intense love that I had felt for you is now directed at my husband.”
“Oh god…”
“Relax, I may not love you, but I’m still turned on by you.”
“Are you angry with me?” Rachel asked as tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Nope…”
“Thank you, that means so much to me.”
“I know.”
“How did Stevenn find out?”
“Something about the inconsistencies…”
“Is he going to punish me?” Rachel asked.
“Nope, he’s not going to punish you.”
“Really…?”
“We talked about it and his biggest concern was that if you could manipulate him once, then you could manipulate him again, so we came up with the perfect solution.”
Rachel just sat there.
“Turn you over to a woman,” Cheryl added with a grin.
“You mean...”
“Exactly,” Steven answered as he entered the kitchen.
“I’m so sorry, Stevenn, I… I didn’t mean to, I just couldn’t help myself,” Rachel cried as she rushed into Stevenn’s arms. Steven let her hug him for a few moments until he pushed her away. Then he showed her the bottle and pulled the dropper out.
“Show me your tongue,” he commanded her, which Rachel did, “Now, swallow.”
“Go ahead and seal her, Cheryl.”
Cheryl got up from the chair and kissed Rachel, sealing her fate.
“From now on, you aren’t allowed to manipulate us anymore, understood?”
“Yes,” Rachel whispered, blushing.
“And I think from here out that you should ask for our permission to cum.”
Rachel turned red.
“I also want you to go on the Internet and look up the words passive, docile and submissive. I want you to read the definitions of these words every morning and become them when it comes to us, understood?”
“Yes,” Rachel replied with downcast eyes.
Cheryl glanced down at Rachel and sighed. The young redhead really was breathtaking and there was something especially erotic about the way she looked when she slept naked. She could never tire of gazing at her, and she still found herself entranced with Rachel’s large boobs. That got her thinking about her own boobs. Steven had showed her the BE potion and explained how easy it would be for her to enlarge her own. She couldn’t see herself as big as Rachel, but she did consider adding another cup size. If Steven wanted to play with anything bigger, he would have to play with Rachel’s.
As Cheryl lay there she started to feel needy. It was a strange sensation that she was still finding difficult to get used too. Ever since Stevenn transferred her obsession to him, her need gnawed at her. Knowing now what Rachel was feeling for her husband gave her new appreciation for Rachel’s willpower.
The plus, though, was her sex life with her husband. It was nothing less than incredible. All Steven had to do to make her wet was simply hint at wanting to fuck her and every time he rammed into her, she enjoyed multiple orgasms.
Cheryl still had to deal with her lesbian needs, although on a lesser scale than when she belonged to Rachel. Cheryl understood it wasn’t specifically Rachel’s pussy that she needed, any girls wet slit would have done, as long as she found them attractive. Lately, she’d been eyeing the dark haired hottie that moved in with her mother at the end of the street. When she inquired about it, she heard that the girl was eighteen and would be going away to college in the fall.
Cheryl sighed. She wasn’t sure what the deal was with her heightened attraction towards females. If she had to guess, it was probably because she had felt a desire for girls prior to the potion. Thankfully, Rachel was at her beck-and-call to satisfy her need for pussy, because without her Cheryl wasn’t sure what she would do.
Speaking of Rachel, they were driving to LA to visit Rachel’s family tomorrow. Steven wanted her to carry the potions inside her purse. He was afraid that the house might be burglarized while they were away and he didn’t want to chance losing them.
Rachel felt nervous as she opened the front door to her parents’ house. She could smell the aroma of lasagna, her favorite dish, and she smiled because she knew it was for her benefit.
“Rachel!” Stephanie cried out as she descended the stairs.
Rachel’s eyes lit up upon seeing her sister and they squeezed tight as they hugged one another, before Stephanie pulled back and looked down at her.
“Holy Christ, what happened to you?” Stephanie asked with shock.
“Rachel!” her mother cried out from across the room, saving her from answering Stephanie. They rushed into each others arms and hugged each other as well and then her father joined in.
“Rachel…?” Stephanie called out to her through her old bedroom door.
“Come in,” Rachel called out to her sister as she stripped off yet another shirt.
Stephanie’s eyes lit up upon seeing her. All she had on was her bra.
“Just seeing if anything I have fits me anymore,” she commented as she reached for another shirt.
“They’re so big,” Stephanie responded as she gazed at them.
“Heavy, too,” Rachel replied as she purposely made them bounce up and down inside her bra.
“Well, whoever the plastic surgeon was, at least he made them look real.”
“All I remember was being drugged and waking up three cup sizes bigger.”
“I can’t imagine what you went through,” Stephanie mumbled as she drew closer to her.
“Go ahead and touch them,” Rachel offered her sister with a smirk.
Stephanie was taken aback for a moment but then curiosity got the better of her and she palmed both of them. Rachel felt Stephanie lightly caress and cup them, before giving them a squeeze.
“They’re sensitive,” Rachel commented, blushing.
“To pain…?” Stephanie asked as she pulled her hands away.
“No… to arousal,” Rachel replied.
Stephanie stepped back with a look of shock.
“Relax… I’m not hitting on you.”
“You aren’t into girls now, are you?” Stephanie asked, looking very confused.
“Maybe we should change the subject,” Rachel replied, rolling her eyes.
“Since your new friends are coming over here to meet Mom and Dad, I thought I’d invite my boyfriend Mark to come over too.”
“That’s great, sis, I’d love to meet him. Are you two doing it?” Rachel asked her little sister with a smile.
“We’re doing everything but at the moment but trust me, it’s getting harder to say no. I just want him to work extra hard if he wants to tag my ass.”
“I just don’t understand why you’re going back with them?” Stephanie asked.
“I’m sorry, sis, but my life has been on hold for over six months now and I need to get on with it. Stevenn and Cheryl are my rock, and they are generous enough to let me stay with them until I’m back on track.”
“Well, it doesn’t sound like Mom and Dad are too happy about this either.”
Suddenly, Mark came into the room with a smile on his face.
“Did you find anything?” Stephanie asked him.
Rachel wondered what they were talking about.
“Yeah… this,” Mark replied as he held up the two bottles.
“Where did you find those?” Rachel asked in shock as she climbed off the bed. Not only did Mark have the enslavement potion in his hand, but he also held the BE potion, something she didn’t even know Stevenn possessed!
“The blonde bitch… that so called friend of yours who more accurately is your drug supplier, left her purse on the kitchen counter. It just so happens that the purse was knocked over and these two bottles poured out onto the counter.”
“Like hell it did! Is your boyfriend a kleptomaniac or something?!” Rachel asked with a smile.
“I told him to check Cheryl’s purse for drugs and it looks like he hit the jackpot,” Stephanie responded.
“What if I told you the bottles contain magic and not drugs?” Rachel asked with a smile.
“You can call it anything you like, but at least now I know what’s really happened to you,” Stephanie responded with growing anger.
“You don’t understand, Steph… those bottles really contain magic and I can prove it.”
“And how can you do that?”
“How do you think I got these?” Rachel asked as she cupped her boobs.
“Surgery… like everyone else,” Stephanie replied.
“Tell Mark to give us both the potion and watch what happens.”
“That’s bull…”
“Chicken…?”
“What’s supposed to happen to us if I do?”
“Something magical, I promise.”
“Are they the same?”
“No, but use the unmarked one first and if we have time, we’ll try the other one as well.”
Mark unscrewed the stopper.
“Mark, place a single drop on our tongues,” Rachel instructed Stephanie’s boyfriend.
Mark did as he was told.
“Now, in order to activate the potion, Mark needs to kiss me first.”
“Yeah, right… you just want Mark to kiss you,” Stephanie responded.
“Trust me… something magical will happen,” Rachel insisted.
“I know you’re dying for this, so go ahead, Mark,” Stephanie mumbled.
Mark leaned over and kissed Rachel on the mouth, unwittingly transferring ownership from Cheryl to him, and then when Mark broke off the kiss, Rachel quickly moved forward and kissed Stephanie.
“Hey, what are you doing?!” Stephanie asked when she broke off the kiss, but Rachel wasn’t through, so she kissed Stephanie again. This time her little sister responded, and this time it was Rachel who broke it off.
“What did you do that for?” Stephanie asked with confusion.
Rachel moved up to Stephanie’s ear and whispered, “You’re in love with me and this is a secret between us.”
Stephanie moved away from her like she was crazy, but then her look of confusion turned into a look of love. That was when Cheryl rushed into the room.
“What the hell did you do?!”
“What’s wrong?” Stevenn asked as he walked in behind Cheryl.
“The manipulative little bitch is at it again!”
“Look, you’re dealing drugs so I wouldn’t get all high and mighty,” Mark responded.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about Mark,” Stevenn responded before turning back to Rachel for an explanation.
“I saw an opportunity and I took it,” Rachel stated with a sigh.
“Spill it, Rachel, and don’t leave any details out.”
“I belong to Mark now.”
“What do you mean you belong to me?” Mark asked in shock.
“Did you give her the potion, Mark?”
“Yeah, this one… I gave them both a drop of this stuff.”
“You actually duped your sister into becoming a slave as well?” Stevenn asked in amazement.
“What do you mean?” Stephanie asked, suddenly looking afraid.
“Relax little sis and be quiet until we sort this out,” Rachel whispered to her.
“Did you give them both potions?” Steven asked when he saw the other bottle.
“No, just the unmarked one,” Mark replied.
“Look, I just made your lives easier and my family’s life easier as well,” Rachel insisted.
“Care to elaborate?” Cheryl asked her, looking hurt.
“With Mark owning me and my sister, we can stay down here in LA and live happily ever after. Mark plans on going to college here locally and we all know that my parents will be ecstatic about me changing my mind.”
“Have it all figured out, do you?” Cheryl asked.
“This really is for the best, Cheryl,” Stevenn commented.
Mark looked on in confusion.
“Rachel, you really are a manipulative little bitch and I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you. But in this case I agree with you and realize this is the best for everyone involved. I trust you’ll fill Mark in all the details and fill him in on all his new responsibilities,” Stevenn stated.
Rachel ran over to Cheryl and hugged her for one last time. Then they kissed, shocking the hell out of Mark. “I’ll miss you,” Rachel whispered to Cheryl.
“I’ll miss you, too, Rachel… and every command I ever gave you no longer applies.”
“Thank you,” Rachel responded, tearing up.
X.
Cheryl felt a great sadness at losing Rachel. She knew Stevenn was right and that it was all for the best, but she was feeling a great emptiness without having a lesbian lover.
“I guess this means you’ll want me to fuck you more, huh?” Steven commented during their trip back to Sacramento.
“I would love that, of course, but I really, really miss her,” Cheryl responded.
“But she was so damn manipulative,” Stevenn commented.
“No doubt, and I wouldn’t be surprised if Stephanie belonged to her rather than Mark.”
“But she’s no longer our problem anymore, so we don’t care, right?”
“You’re right, I don’t care anymore, but I’m going to have to replace her someone else,” Cheryl responded.
Stevenn sighed and shrugged his shoulders.
XI.
As soon as Steven walked into the house he knew something wasn’t right. Instead of Cheryl meeting him at the door like she usually did, he heard groaning coming from the Master Bedroom.
At first, he thought Cheryl might be masturbating, but then he heard grunting along with groans. So he walked into his bedroom and gasped at what he saw. There was his wife, naked and with her legs spread. In between them was a girl, also naked, lapping at his wife’s pussy.
“Cheryl?” he called out to her.
“Hi, Steven,” Cheryl groaned with a dreamy smile on her face.
The girl looked like she was still in her teens, looking younger than even Rachel. The girl lifted her mouth away from his wife’s pussy long enough to give him a quick glance, he saw her turn red, and then return to his wife’s pussy.
“Cheryl?” Steven called out again.
“Later,” Cheryl responded, shooing him away.
Steven walked out of his bedroom and sighed. He knew he could easily put the hammer down on his wife but he also knew by doing so, he would renege on his promise not to manipulate her mind. His wife was really turning into a manipulative little bitch.
Steven grabbed a beer from this refrigerator and sat down at the kitchen table. It still bothered him that the girl was so young. A full hour later elapsed before Cheryl emerged, blushing and with a smile on her face.
“Would you care to tell me how old she is?” he asked her with a touch of anger.
“She’s scheduled to start college in the fall and living with her Mom at the end of the street.”
“How old?!”
“Eighteen.”
“Cheryl!”
“She’s legal.”
“You turned an eighteen year old girl into your sex slave!”
“I… I couldn’t resist. I was outside pruning the bushes when she happened by.”
“How could you do this to someone so young?” Steven asked with amazement.
“My desires got the better of me, I’m sorry.”
“Is there anything else I should know?”
“Cheryl?” a soft voice interrupted them.
Steven turned and saw the very sexy eighteen year old standing in front of them. She wore jeans and tee and looked absolutely adorable… not to mention very edible. He hadn’t noticed before, but the girl was really small on top.
“Steven, meet Danielle,” Cheryl introduced her.
“Hi Danielle, welcome to our family,” Steven greeted the girl with a smile.
“Hi,” the dark haired beauty responded with a nervous smile, and was that a flash of arousal he saw in her eyes?
“Danielle, you run along home now, okay. I’ll call you later.”
“Okay,” Danielle whispered as she rushed into Cheryl’s open arms for a hug and kiss, and then blushed again when she glanced at him before heading home.
“Too small on top, huh?” Cheryl commented.
“Other than that I have to compliment you on your taste,” Stevenn responded with a sigh.
“I plan on using the BE potion on her little tits until they’re nice and large like Rachel’s.”
“Oh.” Steven replied.
“I’m figuring I’ll make it gradual throughout the summer so she doesn’t have to explain them to her mother.”
“Did you discuss this with Danielle?”
“Nah… she’ll just think they’re growing naturally.”
“And what about you…? Do you plan on taking that BE potion yourself?”
“I thought I might add another cup size but now that we have Danielle, I don’t see a need for it,” Cheryl replied with a smile.
“Cheryl, go bring me the BE potion,” Stevenn commanded with a smile.
Cheryl reacted immediately to the command and seconds later handed him the bottle.
“Stick out your tongue,” Stevenn commanded his wife.
Cheryl’s eyes lit up in shock as she stuck out her tongue.
Stevenn placed one drop… then two drops… and finally a third drop on Cheryl’s tongue, “Now, swallow and tell me what you’re thinking.”
“Why would you do that to me?!” Cheryl asked in response.
“I don’t like manipulative little bitches and you needed to learn a lesson.”
“Do you realize how big I’m going to be?”
“Tomorrow morning you‘ll wake up with Double Ds as big as Rachel’s, and just like Danielle’s will be by the end of the summer.”
“But I didn’t want to be that big!”
“I bet Danielle wouldn’t have wanted them to be that big either without the potion influencing her,” Stevenn responded.
Cheryl stared at him for a few more seconds before she stormed off to her bedroom.
Stevenn gave her five minutes before he pursued her. Of course, thanks to the core, she was naked.
“I don’t want to talk to you… I’m mad at you,” Cheryl responded to him angrily.
“That’s fine, you can be mad at me if you want too, but I’m still going to fuck you,” Stevenn replied as he stripped off his clothes.
Seconds later he was between his wife’s legs and pumping into her… loving the feel of his wife’s passionate responses.
“I’m… unggghhhh… I’m still mad at you,” Cheryl said in-between groans.
“I’m still fucking you,” Stevenn responded before he sprayed his sperm into his wife’s pussy, figuring the best way to tame his wife’s naughty ways would be to give her a baby.
XII.
Danielle had walked home in a daze. Over and over again she had asked herself the same question; did the last two hours really happen?
Danielle blushed as she recalled how a simple hello turned into two hours of passionate lovemaking. It probably would have been less confusing if it had been to a man, but this was to a woman! It didn’t make sense that she would do this, nor did it make sense that she had fallen in love with her.
When Danielle got to her bedroom, she glanced at her clock and saw that she had another hour before her mother was due home from work. How could she be feeling this way when she never felt this way towards another girl before? She could literally feel her cunt grow warm at the thought of Cheryl. Was it love at first sight? She clearly remembered that she hadn’t felt that way when she spotted her pruning her bushes.
Danielle replayed in her mind how she waived hello to Cheryl. How they started talking about all sorts of things. Then Cheryl invited her into the house for something cold to drink. One minute she was sipping her drink and then the next moment they were kissing and making out passionately. Then she followed Cheryl into the Master Bedroom where they both stripped naked and made love.
She blushed at the memories. Never had she cum more in her life. Then sometime during their lovemaking, Cheryl’s husband showed up. Embarrassment was an understatement, but when Cheryl told her to continue licking her cunt, she dove back down between Cheryl’s legs.
Then after another couple of orgasms, Cheryl had her get dressed so she could meet her husband. That was the last thing she wanted to do until Cheryl told her that she would find her husband very attractive and want to fuck him. It was the strangest feeling to suddenly feel this way, and she remembered feeling so happy when he welcomed her to the family. Boy oh boy did she ever want a threesome with him.
Danielle eyes settled on her small breasts, and as cute and shapely as she always felt they were; she was worried that Cheryl might prefer them to be bigger. Then her eyes roamed over the rest of her naked attributes and she was pleased at what she saw. She especially liked the fact that her cunt was bare to match Cheryl’s.
Suddenly, her cell rang and she rushed to answer it.
“Hi Cheryl,” she greeted her new lover with excitement.
“We’re going shopping tonight for new bras, so come over after dinner.”
“I could come over now if you want,” Danielle replied, anxious to see Cheryl but wondering why they were going shopping for new bras.
“You have a nice dinner with your Mom, and then we’ll go,” Cheryl replied.
“Okay,” Danielle replied.
After the phone call, Danielle walked back to the mirror and sighed. She was very wet and it was amazing to her that Cheryl could get her this way with a simple phone call. Danielle turned slightly to check out her ass. It wasn’t as nice as Cheryl’s, but it was still her most attractive feature.
Danielle cupped her small mounds and pouted. Why were they going bra shopping? She groaned as her sexual need for Cheryl grew. She wondered if Cheryl would mind if she passed up college to be with her. She knew her Mom would have a fit, but she couldn’t imagine moving away from Cheryl.
Rachel closed her eyes in ecstasy as Mark thrust in and out of her. While he fucked her from behind, she ravished her little sister’s creamy pussy. Could life get any better than this?
Technically, Mark owned her, but she controlled things. Mark hadn’t a clue and was too happily busy screwing them to notice anything remiss. Plus, she took an extra precaution having learned her lesson with Stevenn and Cheryl.
To make sure of their consistent behavior, she simply commanded Stephanie to react like she did towards Mark, and this included the very same hungry need for sex. One thing for damn sure… it certainly made for a very passionate threesome.
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