The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Malcolm arrived at home and cracked a soda as he sat on the couch in his living room. He thought back to gym class and his event with Sam. Master PC never ceased to amaze him.

He looked back to the look on Sam’s face when she turned and saw him during gym class. It was like all her thoughts stopped and he was the object of her burning desire. He could still remember the smell of her arousal and the look of absolute need, the absolute hunger that consumed her eyes.

Then he thought of the progression of her flirting, if that’s what you could call it. Her actions were practically thinly-veiled acts of blatant arousal. But what was most amazing to him, was how relaxed she seemed to act around him. The two of them had hardly ever exchanged words before, but during that brief moment in time, she pushed the boundaries of any friendship between a guy and a girl.

Lastly he thought of the sex. The sweaty, passionate, coma-inducing sex. He wasn’t sure if she was always so wild during sex or if it was just due to Master PC being awesome, but she acted like a desperate animal in heat. She howled with his every move and met his thrusts with a passionate ferocity. He remembered the combined smell of their sweat and the electricity in the air as their hormones intermingled.

Master PC had taken someone that he viewed as almost sweet and innocent and turned her into a sex-craved animal in less than an hour. If she had actually been sweet and innocent previously, Malcolm could never be sure. But during that period of time, she was a cock-hungry seductress and he was given the amazing experience of her darker and sexual side.

The clock in his kitchen rang and snapped him out of his reverie and into the present. Malcolm contemplated what he should do with his evening. Alison was at work that night, so he couldn’t call her over and Becky was probably busy having fun with her new toy. He thought about using Master PC to summon Megan to his doorstep but he figured that he should maintain some distance with her. There had already been a close call with Stacy discovering his role in everything, so if he at least removed himself from Megan, it might throw some other sleuth off his trail.

He was really left with few options and decided to give Master PC a rest for the night. Malcolm walked in the kitchen to cook dinner and threw a pot with water onto the stove to boil. He was interrupted by a vibration in his pocket, so he took out his phone and saw a text from Alison.

—Malcolm, you have to fix the store!

—What do you mean? he replied.

—There’s a massive orgy on the floor. I can’t even see Shawna, let alone walk through the store!

Malcolm thought back on what he did to change Shawna and remembered the commands he left on the store. “Shit,” he thought to himself, “Anyone who enters the store will join in on whatever’s happening!”

—Okay, don’t walk into the store. Just go and buy a coffee, I’ll fix it!

Malcolm ran upstairs and started up Master PC. He racked his brain on how to change the commands on the store. He wanted to remove the inevitability of massive orgies, while still making Shawna fuck any customer who wanted to.

After what seemed like ages, he finally came up with something. “First things first,” he thought, “It’s time to clean up the mess.”

Meanwhile...

Alison’s heels clicked on the tiled floor as she walked towards the coffee shop. She never drank coffee but it was what Malcolm wanted her to do, so she’d do it. What Alison really wanted to do was help Malcolm fix the store, but he said that he would fix it himself so she was forced to believe him. She felt bad telling him that he had to change something, but she knew that what was happening in the store was not what he had in mind when he changed Shawna.

She reached the counter and was greeted by a bubbly, blonde barista, “Hi there! What would you like?!?”

Alison couldn’t help but wonder what she would look like without the white blouse and apron. Maybe in some black lingerie that showcased her breasts, which were currently hidden, and lying on a large bed with a ‘come-hither’ look in her eyes.

“Hello?” the barista greeted her again, snapping Alison out of her fantasy.

“Oh no,” thought Alison, “I have no idea what to order.” She stumbled through the process and decided on a regular coffee. The barista gave her an amused look; there was no doubt that Alison was a coffee amateur. She thanked the girl and paid as she took the coffee and walked back to Fancy Footwear. Hopefully Malcolm was already done with fixing everything in the store and she could actually walk through it.

As she made her way back to the store, she encountered a horde of people who had an unmistakable musky aroma to them that even overpowered the strong smell of her coffee. It was an odd exodus of people from every walk of life with dishevelled hair and wrinkled clothing. Men passed by with ties loose around their necks, others were still doing up their pants. Alison smiled and figured they had probably just come from her store. Malcolm must have fixed everything.

She got to her store and saw a bimbo with choppy blonde hair walking around and straightening the shelved products. Alison could recognize that it was Shawna, but only because it was in-context. If she saw the woman anywhere else, she’d have a hard time believing it was her conservative manager. The vision in front of her had huge tits, and a tight shirt that did everything possible to display her cleavage. She wasn’t wearing glasses and the stilettos she wore were significantly trashier than anything the old Shawna would be caught dead wearing. Alison couldn’t help but think that Malcolm did a great job modifying her.

She walked into the store and was hit by the same smell she encountered when passing all of those people. She could smell the sweat of a hundred bodies and the undeniable scent of sex wafted through the store.

“Hey Shawna,” said Alison as she walked passed the blonde who was now checking herself out in a full-length mirror.

Shawna looked at her and squealed with glee, “Alison! How are you?” Shawna leapt towards her to give her a hug and suddenly Alison had two enormous globes pressed into her own. Gasping for air, she broke free from the clutch, told Shawna she had to put her stuff in the back room and quickly escaped through the door labelled ‘Employees Only’.

She walked into the staff room and dropped her bag in the corner and looked at the coffee in her hand. Malcolm hadn’t explicitly told her to drink it, just to get it. Seeing the loophole in his instructions she dumped it down the sink and tossed the cup. Besides, she reasoned that if he knew she didn’t like coffee, he wouldn’t have told her to get one in the first place.

Alison returned to the sales floor and was assaulted by the smell of sex once again. She chuckled to herself as she saw the busty blonde checking herself out again.

“Malcolm really did a number on her mind,” thought Alison, “But at least she has valid reason to check herself out.”

She imagined the blonde in some lacy lingerie and felt her pulse quicken. She imagined Shawna on the same bed as the coffee barista, the two blondes playing with each other wantonly.

The two girls stood there idly, imagining various scenes in their heads, all starring the busty manager. They remained in very much the same position for a while since Alison refused to approach the blonde for fear of another orgy breaking out and since Shawna was completely oblivious to her female voyeur.

They finally snapped out of their mutual stupors when they heard two girls chatting at the store front. Curious and horny the two employees walked to the sound.

Becky couldn’t believe her luck. The past few days had turned her world upside down. Before, she was a skinny self-conscious bitch and now she was a curvy sex-queen who exuded confidence and was passionate for anyone sexy.

She looked beside her at the sexy Asian who was now hopelessly devoted to her. They had already torn apart the mall, updating Taylor’s rather boring wardrobe into one that would make a blind man do a double take. Now, she was wearing a cute schoolgirl outfit, tartan skirt and all, even though their school didn’t actually have a uniform. Becky licked her luscious lips as she spied the Asian’s generous mounds properly displayed in the white blouse.

Their first stop, of course, had been Republic Co. where Adam was working. Becky smiled and a warmth flowed through her as she remembered fucking Adam and Taylor in the change room. He had asked where Megan was, but when he saw the things that Becky, and by extension Taylor, wanted to do to him, he closed down the shop and fucked them senseless. In Becky’s mind, it was better than her first experience at Republic Co, mostly due to the complete infatuation and willing tongue of Taylor Wu.

Becky looked ahead of her at their last destination, Fancy Footwear. She reasoned that a girl like Taylor, with her sexy legs and ass shouldn’t be wearing anything other than heels, especially considering the large array of mini skirts she now possessed.

The two girls walked into Fancy Footwear and found it extremely less busy than it was a few days prior. In fact, it seemed that Becky and Taylor were the only two customers in the entire store. There wasn’t even an associate in sight. The brunette moved straight for some heels on display and Taylor obediently followed.

“Oh! Taylor, how about these?” crowed Becky as she picked up a pair of clear pumps adorned with five-inch heels.

“I LOVE those!” cried a voice from behind Becky. The brunette turned to see a pair of tits followed closely by the body of a blonde model. Becky’s eyes bulged. The blonde’s boobs were even bigger than her own! She appraised her own bulbous breasts and, despite the sexual hunger welling up inside of her, knew that her own knockers were still better. Sure, the blonde’s were bigger, but they were a firm example that bigger was not necessarily better. They looked utterly ridiculous, but Becky still wanted to caress them. She knew her Asian friend would feel the same.

“Yeah, they’re really cute,” stammered the brunette. She spent so long staring at the girl’s boobs that she forgot to check out the other features of her body. Her gaze slowly dropped and admired the curves belonging to the sexy blonde bimbo. She appreciated the tight leather mini skirt that hugged her curvy hips and wondered what she was hiding under it. Her eyes followed the blonde’s sexy legs all the way down to her feet which were wearing the same heels that Becky had picked up. She smiled and shot her eyes back up to the bimbo’s face to say something but was interrupted by a shocking sight. Was that the same associate that was in the shop two nights prior? If it was, her looks definitely had an overhaul and Becky approved.

“Hey Becky!” announced another voice coming around one of the racks of shoes. The brunette was shaken from her thoughts and looked at the source of the voice. It was Alison and she was looking a little more flushed than usual. Her usual alabaster skin was interrupted by rosy cheeks and her breathing seemed more laboured. But Becky was still dreaming about the blonde associate, so she didn’t have time to respond.

“Who’s...” started Alison as she looked at the Asian, “Taylor?!?” Taylor emphatically nodded her head which made her large, perky boobs bounce in her white blouse. “Wha... You’re looking good!” Alison flushed even more and looked down at the ground. She added, “I just remembered, I have some work to do in the back room!” The girl scurried away and Becky and Taylor turned their attention back to the incredibly busty blonde in front of them.

With her mind slightly more focused, but with her pussy slightly more damp, Becky was finally able to say something again, “Yeah, they’re really cute,” she said shaking the shoe in her hand as she sexily strutted towards the blonde, “They look especially great on your feet.” She bent over to look at the blonde’s shoes, making sure to flash her twat at her Asian lover. Her hand slid down the blonde’s leg on her way to admire the heels and the blonde’s skin erupted in goose bumps and her breathing quickened.

Becky took the girl’s reaction as an invitation to continue her daring advances. “Yes, they look simply amazing on your feet,” she whispered as she stroked the blonde’s foot with one hand and her calf with the other.

“Do they really?” moaned the associate, opening her eyes to look at Taylor who just nodded her head in response. “Well I guess they do,” she sighed as she closed her eyes again, “After all, the customer is always right.”

Becky perked up when she heard that and a devilish grin spread across her face. “Yes, we are,” she replied and she stood up while still admiring the girl’s legs, “But I’m not quite convinced that they’re sexy enough,” Becky turned her attention to Taylor, “Are you?”

The Asian’s eyes opened wide and she shook her head.

This made the brunette simply smile some more, “Neither is Taylor.” By that time, the blonde’s eyes were open again and her breathing was back to a regular pace. She stared at the two girls with a quizzical look on her face. Becky continued, “I think you need to show us exactly how sexy these shoes are, but we can’t judge them properly with all those sexy clothes you’re wearing.”

The blonde looked down at her attire, “You must be right,” she looked back up at the two girls with a sly smile of her own, “But whatever should I do about that?”

Becky could feel her pussy moisten knowing that the associate was game. “You should strip them off and give us a show,” she commanded.

“Okay,” replied the blonde, “After all: ‘The customer is always right’!”

Becky watched the girl with a predatory stare and Taylor’s eyes bulged out of her head as the girl pulled her top over her head letting loose the gargantuan breasts underneath. She whirled the top over her head and tossed it at Becky, dancing to a beat inside her own head. Becky took this chance to read the nametag attached to her shirt.

“Shawna?” thought the brunette, “It’s a pretty name,” and she discarded the clothing.

Shawna continued her dance, ensuring to bend at the waist when she removed her tight mini skirt so the girls would get a magnificent view of her ass. That left her with a pink thong that rode high on her voluptuous waist and the clear pumps still attached to her feet.

“You should leave the thong on,” instructed Becky. Shawna looked at her curiously. “For now...” added the brunette. She looked at Taylor and winked, “Is there a place where my friend here can sit?” she said as she turned her attention back to the incredibly busty blonde.

Shawna nodded and pointed to a small bench that seconded as a foot mirror.

Becky looked at Taylor, “Go and sit,” she ordered. The Asian walked over to the bench and sat down, her tartan skirt slid up her toned legs as she did. Becky looked back at Shawna, “Now, my friend has only recently started to admire the female form. So I think that you should give her a lap dance to show her exactly how nice women can be.”

Shawna smiled and turned to Taylor. “If you say so,” she said, “After all, ‘The customer is always right’!”

No single word could describe Alison’s state of mind at that moment. She was in the backroom of Fancy Footwear, horny beyond all belief, but also confused, concerned and worried. The desire to join the three unbelievably hot women on the floor was practically overwhelming and she knew that Malcolm wanted her to experiment with girls. But she also knew that Malcolm didn’t want anyone from school to know about her changes and two of the aforementioned hot women were her friends, including an improved Taylor.

She couldn’t believe her eyes once she recognized the girl accompanying Becky. Granted, that was something she should have been used to by that point. Alison had seen a good number of transformations over the past week and had even undergone one herself, but it was still quite a shock to see someone that she had known for so long to change into a different person. She wondered exactly what Malcolm had all changed in her.

“Malcolm!” exclaimed the girl to no one in particular as she rushed over to her locker, “He’ll know what I should do!” She pulled her cell phone out of her bag and sent a text to Malcolm, suppressing her growing heat as she did.

—Becky and Taylor are in the store! What should I do?

She waited impatiently for his text and decided to do something about her wet pussy in the meantime. She sat down on a chair and with her right hand gripped tightly on her phone, her left hiked up her skirt and slid into her panties. She closed her eyes as her fingers worked her swollen, sensitive clit. Her left hand wasn’t quite as skilled as her right, but she knew that a rapid response to Malcolm was more important than a quick orgasm. A small moan escaped Alison’s red lips when finally her phone buzzed in response.

—What do you mean?

The girl rolled her eyes and hesitantly pulled her hand from her sex. She licked her left hand clean and with both hands on her keypad sent a response,

—They’re both in the store and I’m fairly certain that Shawna is screwing them both by now. I really want to join in, but I know that you don’t want anyone at school knowing about me! And what did you do to Taylor?

Yet again, Malcolm’s response was painfully delayed by the inadequacies of texting. She tapped her foot on the ground and tried to control her breathing. A buzz from her phone indicated his response.

—I don’t know about what happened to Taylor, I let Becky decide. And join in if you want to. Enjoy!

That was all Alison needed to read. She threw her phone back into her bag in her locker and walked to the door that led to the sales floor. She paused with her hand on the door handle and prepared herself for the scene she was about to walk into. This would be her first real lesbian experience and her pussy was telling her that she couldn’t wait.

Taylor could not believe how much her life had changed in the span of twenty-four hours. At the same time the previous day, she had been sitting in her bedroom studying Biology and watching television while absentmindedly admiring the hot actors in the programs.

It was in stark contrast to how she felt now, with a hot blonde that she hardly knew straddling her and grinding a wet thong on her lap. She didn’t find men attractive anymore. Even the guy, whom she had screwed in Republic Co. with Becky, didn’t turn her on. She knew that he was good looking, but no matter how she tried, it didn’t strike her fancy.

What did strike her fancy, however, were the two mammoth titties pressed into her face by the blonde associate riding her. Thankfully there were enough hot girls around town to keep her new libido satisfied. She darted a tongue out and tasted one of the salty nipples capping off the woman’s hooters.

Shawna giggled, “I don’t think you’re supposed to touch me when I’m giving you a lap dance!”

Taylor blushed and let the blonde continue. She desperately wanted her to finish up with the teasing dance so she could have a chance to ravage the blonde’s body.

“She can do whatever she wants,” announced Becky, deciding the fate of the lap dance for everyone involved.

Shawna giggled again and looked back down at the Asian, “Well, okay! If she says so…”

Taylor smiled like a prisoner being released from a cage and cupped the blonde’s ass cheeks in her hands. She felt the firm butt rhythmically moving in her grip and squeezed the girl tight to her body. She started kissing Shawna’s breast and made a wet trail past her chest and up to her face. The bimbo’s plump lips met her own and their tongues intertwined with a feminine grace. Shawna’s lap dance slowed to a halt and her hands moved down to Taylor’s blouse. She started unbuttoning the Asian’s shirt with a blind frenzy, never removing her lips from the girl’s.

The blouse was finally ripped open when they heard Becky’s voice once again, “Well, look who came to join the party!” Both Taylor and Shawna looked up to see who was there.

Becky was busy watching the two women writhing in front of her. She was definitely horny, despite getting her fill of cock not even an hour earlier, and her wet pussy was a hot reminder. The heated scene in front of her was enough to make chest heave and make her hand inch down towards her crotch.

She licked her lips and watched the two girls writhe in each other’s embrace, grinding their respective crotch into the other. Shawna had just ripped open Taylor’s white blouse and was working on the girl’s breasts with her mouth. Taylor’s mouth was gasping for air and her eyes were clenched shut simply from enjoying the ministrations.

A sudden movement caught her eye and she looked to the side to see Alison with her cheeks red, her breathing heavy and her gaze locked on the two girls embraced on the bench.

The brunette smiled and said, “Well look who came to join the party!” Alison’s gaze was unfazed by the comment, but the two other girls looked up to see what was happening. “Like what you see?” asked Becky. Alison nodded shyly and then turned her attention to the brunette who had started walking towards her with a sultry grace. “Well, there’s plenty more here,” continued Becky as she pulled off her own shirt to release the two mounds on her chest.

She looked with mischievous glee as Alison’s eyes snapped downwards and Becky recognized the look of lust that spread across her face. She placed her hand under Alison’s chin and said with a smile, “Hey, I’m up here.” She brought her lips to the girl’s and they embraced. The other couple continued soon after and eventually the four girls were wrapped in two messes of sweaty limbs. Clothes flew in all directions and moan’s echoed throughout the otherwise empty store.

A buzzing pulse from Becky’s purse caught the brunette’s attention and a devious thought came to her mind. She broke her lip lock with Alison and gave her a smile and a wink before she skipped over to her purse.

Alison looked confused but continued to watch the sexy woman walk away, her eyes fixed on Becky’s perfect ass. A series of moans caught her attention and she looked to see Shawna’s head buried between Taylor’s legs. Taylor’s right hand was clawing at Shawna’s blonde hair and her other was busy pulling on her enlarged tit.

Becky scrambled through her purse. The cause of the buzz was her phone, but it was just Stacy calling and not the item that she wanted. Finally she found her little pink friend. She rotated the base and turned to Alison with the now vibrating cylinder gripped in her hand. The other girl was too focused on Shawna and Taylor to notice her approach, so Becky snuck up behind her, reached around with the vibrator and pressed it against Alison’s pussy. Becky watched as the girl stiffened and subsequently melted into her. The two found their way to the ground and Becky brought Alison to a screaming orgasm in a matter of minutes.

As she came down from her ecstatic high, Alison smiled at Becky and watched as she crawled over towards Taylor who was still enjoying Shawna’s tongue on her wet cunt. She thought about how life had changed for her over the past week. As she crawled over to the three sex goddesses she decided that everything was for the better. Thank goodness Malcolm discovered how to do what he did; there was no way she would ever pass this up for anything.