The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Becky Woods felt on top of the world. She no longer had the body of a 13 year-old and people noticed. She could now fuck any guy she wanted to, after all they’d be stupid to deny her, and she wanted to fuck any guy that she could. In fact even at that moment she was enjoying the feel of a thick cock pumping her pussy.

They were in a washroom in one of the deserted arms of Southwood Mall and Troy had her bent over the sink and was plowing her from behind. She looked over at the super sexy Megan who had her back against the mirror and her legs wrapped around Alex. Her face hid none of the lust that consumed her.

They had come to the mall to buy clothes and new outfits for their new bodies and they had definitely succeeded, without even spending a dime. The boys they brought with them were more than happy to purchase everything for them as long as they got to watch them model. Of course shopping took a lot longer that day, since Becky was getting horny so often and Megan was always game for a good fuck. It was so great to have someone who shared the pleasure of fornication as much as herself. She had really bonded with Megan that night as they pranced around the mall, flaunting their bodies to whoever wanted to look.

“Oh ya,” she squealed. Troy had picked up his pace and snapped her out of her horny day dream. “Fuck me baby,” she barked at him. He kept going harder and harder, she was about to come. On the edge of a mind blowing orgasm, she grabbed hold of her super sensitive tits and lost it.

Her pussy clenched down on Troy’s hard cock as she came. Obviously the new tightness was too much for Troy and she felt his cock surge and spurt hot juicy cum into her inviting pussy. “Good thing I’m on birth control,” she thought to herself as she basked in the pleasure.

Troy pulled his withering cock out of her and she rested on the counter while watching Alex pound Megan. Damn she was sexy. God Becky was getting turned on again. Since when had she needed sex this bad? At least she had the body to help her sate the desire.

It wasn’t long before Alex pulled out and spent his load all over Megan’s body. Megan giggled and grabbed one of her tits as she proceeded to lick the cum off. Becky watched as Megan’s tongue worked around her nipple, ensuring that every bit of cum was licked up.

She felt a need well up within her, a primal urge. She wanted to help Megan. She wanted to lick the salty cum off the gorgeous girl. Becky crawled over to her platinum blonde friend and, starting at her naval, sensuously licked Alex’s cum off her friend’s sexy body. Megan giggled and the boys couldn’t help but watch as the super hot brunette cleaned up the sexy blonde.

“What’s wrong with me? I have to control myself,” thought Becky and, suppressing her growing desire, she climbed off the counter. Megan was still sucking on her own tit.

“Come on Megan,” said the busty brunette, “There are a few more stores we need to go to.” Becky got dressed and left the bathroom with the boys as the waited for Megan to get dressed. She was wearing a new mini skirt and a low cut top that Alex bought her earlier and from their expressions, the boys loved it.

“God, Megan has a nice pussy,” stated Alex.

Becky looked at him with a hurt expression, “Is it better than mine?”

Troy and Alex nodded enthusiastically. “She’s not as good as you at sex,” said Troy, “But it’s tighter and she even shaved it.” Becky was hurt but there was an easy way to fix that. She concentrated on her pussy and could feel it strengthen and grow tighter but at the same time it grew damp as she suppressed the pleasure that she had grown used to.

“Come on,” said Alex as he noticed her expression, “You can’t deny it. I saw you looking at it. You wanted to lick her, to smell her bare cunt. You’re just a big lesbo, aren’t you?” He laughed as he teased her.

Becky reflected on this. She hadn’t been eyeing Megan’s pussy, had she? Maybe she did, but she didn’t even remember if Megan’s pussy was bare. Now she wanted to see it, now she definitely wanted to lick it. Becky closed her eyes and envisioned the blonde, naked and stroking her bare pussy. She wanted to eat out Megan and she wanted to do it soon.

“Hey guys!” said Megan, announcing her exit from the washroom.

“Megan,” said Becky, “Your shirt is on backwards.”

Megan giggled, “Oh! I can fix that!” She pulled her shirt off and Becky gasped in lust as her melons popped into freedom. Megan flipped the shirt around and put it back on.

“Luckily no one is around,” laughed Becky. They walked through the mall towards Fancy Footwear one of the last stops they had to make. With bodies like these, they had to accent them with heels and Fancy Footwear was the best place for heels. Maybe Alison would be working tonight and they could get a discount. Not that it really mattered since the boys were buying everything for them.

They walked into the shop only to see a single associate manning the floor, some slender blonde with short chopped hair that Becky figured would be hot if she lost the glasses and the prissy attitude. She was running around helping four different sets of people and ringing another through the till. It looked to be positively hectic but Becky didn’t care, she just wanted to find some cute stilettos and go.

They gallivanted around the store and found a few nice heels to try on. Instead of sitting down to put them on, the girls decided to give a show to the boys and bent at the waist, ensuring their matching mini skirts would ride up. Of course Becky’s ass was more inviting than Megan’s, but she gave them a show in her own right.

One thing Becky noted was how delicious Megan looked with a pair of heels on. Even the associate had commented, “Those heels make your legs look fabulous,” she said as she rushed by to get to the till.

Megan beamed but Becky, who was still battling demons of self confidence, asked “What about mine?” She displayed her foot which was wearing a near identical shoe as Megan’s, but in a different colour.

Shawna was still in a hurry but glanced behind, “They look fine, they really go with your outfit. But she just has better legs for it.”

Becky sighed dejectedly as she looked at herself in the mirror, the associate was long gone and ringing someone through. She scrutinized her body. It seemed that no matter what she did, there was always something wrong, always something imperfect.

“She does have better legs. Well at least it’s an easy fix,” she thought to herself. Becky glanced at Megan’s flawless, long legs and back to her reflection in the mirror. She imagined herself with similar legs and took a walk around the shoe rack and adjusted her legs as she did. Even though everyone knew about her story, she didn’t want people seeing, or noticing her transform. Whether it was getting used to walking with longer legs or just the orgasmic rush she felt from changing, Becky tripped over herself and fell to the ground, knocking over multiple shoe boxes and displays as she did.

The boys ran around to make sure she was alright, and the associate who was apparently done ringing through her last customer came over screeching, “Oh my god! What happened? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” said Becky as she was helped back up onto two shaky legs, “Are you sure these heels don’t make my legs look amazing?”

The associate looked at her with angry eyes, “They look fine! Now would you just buy the damn shoes and fuck off with your blonde stripper friend?” She marched back to the till and waited expectantly.

The boys purchased the shoes and the four of them left with Megan in the front and Becky eyeing her hungrily. “I know she said it as an insult,” thought the brunette, “But I am just dying to fuck Megan.” She paused and eyed her surroundings. “I’ll probably need new jeans to go with my new hips and my even newer legs. Maybe we can get a fitting room at Republic Co,” she smiled, “Maybe one that’s big enough for two.”

“Hey Megan!” she yelled out to her blonde counterpart who was happily skipping along and winking at the occasional passerby, “Let’s get some jeans at Republic Co!” The blonde complied and turned around to skip towards the store. Becky just watched her tits bob up and down and squeezed her dripping pussy in anticipation. There was no way her panties were making it out of this store.

Meanwhile...

Malcolm woke up from his sex coma. He looked to his left and smiled when he saw the beautiful, raven-haired Alison cuddling with his arm. They had fallen asleep after a bout of amazing sex. It was his second time ever and, even better, it was his second time that day. Master PC was amazing and definitely changed his life for the better.

He slowly and carefully rose from the bed, making sure not to disturb Alison and went back to his computer. He wanted to keep playing on his new program, but wasn’t sure what to do. His alternate profile for Taylor was already finished, but he didn’t want her to change until at least the next day. So that meant that Stacy’s profile was the only one of the clique left to change, but he wanted her to lose her dignity on her own. She had been on her pedestal for too long and Malcolm wanted to make sure she felt lost in her own world.

He glanced behind him at Alison lying in his bed. He wanted to keep her. The look in her eyes when she gazed at him was extraordinary. He knew the feelings were artificial, and he knew that she knew the feelings weren’t natural, but neither one cared. The relationship between the two of them felt so real.

He quickly compared his sexual encounters. Sure, the sex he had with Megan was unreal, hot and animalistic, but the sex he and Alison just had was steamy and passionate. Although Malcolm loved Megan’s wanton lust, Alison made him feel special and needed, and that was a nice feeling. He turned off the monitor and slipped back into bed with her.

The movement on the bed stirred her from her rest, “Hey,” she said sleepily, “Was that as good for you as it was for me?”

“Oh yeah baby, it was amazing. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself,” he replied as he wrapped his arms around her.

She cooed in response and melted into his embrace, “I’ll be honest, I never even considered you before and I don’t know how this all happened but I’m really glad it did.”

“What happened before you got here?” he asked. She told him the story of how her manager never supported her with customers, after all ‘the customer is always right’, and how she couldn’t get his address out of her head although she had never seen it before. She described how she quit and left to come here and how overwhelmingly horny she became on the ride over. The rest was history.

“So your manager’s a real bitch, eh?” he asked.

“Well, she’s just doing what the company tells her to, but I wish she wasn’t as overbearing.”

Malcolm got off the bed and walked back to his computer, “You said her name’s Shawna? What’s her last name?”

“Belmont. Wait, what are you doing?” She lifted herself up and sat on the bed.

Malcolm looked at her, “You will never be concerned about what is on my computer or what I am doing on it,” he instructed her, glad he added the obedience to her profile. “I will tell you that this is the cause of everything that has happened today. Including your banging body.” She blushed at that comment adding some rosiness to her pale face. “In addition, you will never use my computer without my direct permission.” She nodded in compliance. “Now do you want to teach Shawna a lesson?” She nodded her consent.

Malcolm smiled and started by typing:

Any minors or anyone with minors will not look at or approach Fancy Footwear. Anyone who enters will find anything that occurs inside to be perfectly acceptable and will join in.

Now it was time to change Shawna. He was excited to be able to use his program again, even if he didn’t see the results.

Back at Southwood Mall...

Shawna Belmont was busy cleaning the store. There was finally a lull in traffic and she had to attempt to make the store presentable, especially considering the mess the two whores made with their boyfriends. How could they just throw everything around the store and not care at all. It was no wonder that she got upset with them. But, maybe she had been a little harsh on them. After all they probably didn’t know any better. The one seemed so vacant there probably wasn’t much going on in her head. Shawn sighed and shook her head. She was probably just a little tense from having to handle the store alone.

She stood up and took a breather. Taking off her glasses, she rubbed her tired eyes which were practically blind without the coke bottle lenses. She massaged her neck and stretched her back. Her all white turtleneck had bulged slightly over her small, pert breasts and lifted as she arched her back enough to show a little naval. She slid her hands along her jeans as she stretched to reach her toes. Shawna definitely didn’t have the greatest body, but she kept fit, and always managed to look good yet professional.

Now that she felt a bit better, the blonde continued her attempt to clean the store. She grabbed some shoes from off the floor, careful to bend at her knees so that her modest jean skirt wouldn’t rise too high. The blonde put them back on their respective shelves and walked back to the till in her classy pumps. She took off her pointed glasses and put them in the drawer. It’s not like she needed to wear them, she just did it to look a little classier and get people to respect her. It was hard enough being as top heavy as she was.

Fortunately her C-cups paled in comparison to the hot young strippers that were in here earlier. Maybe they weren’t that big after all. She always thought they were and covered them up with cardigans and sweaters that were always thicker than they need to be. Pulling off her white cardigan felt great, she had definitely overheated while helping the last rush of customers and it was nice to let her melons out to breathe.

She walked to the back of the store, sashaying her ass under her black cotton mini skirt. The sudden rush of cold air on her breasts made her nipples erect and it was certainly visible under the thin layer her white t-shirt provided. Her boobs hadn’t ever needed support and always seemed to defy gravity so she never needed to wear a bra. It always distracted men enough to try and spot her nipples through her shirt that it made it easy for her to get by in life.

Shawna bent down to pick up some garbage from the floor, bending at the waist to ensure anyone looking would get a good view under her leather mini skirt. She giggled as she remembered the multiple times she caught young studs, or even hot chicks, checking out her ass. Those thoughts turned to the two hot babes that were in earlier. If Shawna didn’t have any customers at the time, she would have taken her time and flirted extra hard with them. Even their male entourage would have been worth while.

She walked over to the mirror in her trashy stripper stillettos and checked out the cleavage that her Fs created that was clearly visible in her low-cut tank top. The girl in the mirror was pursing her lips and cradling her glorious cans when a hunk appeared behind her holding a shoe. Shawna giggled looking at the stud in the mirror and waving, maybe he’d stare at her tits. She grew hot at the thought of it all and clenched her dripping pussy in anticipation.

“Ahem,” said the man. She turned around surprised that the hottie in the mirror was actually behind her, “Do you work here?”

“Oh I do more than just that here,” she giggled and walked up to him playing with the bottom of his shirt as she did, “How can I help you… sir?”

“Well, I was wondering if you had...” he stammered as she slid in close to him and grabbed his ass while still maintaining eye contact. She licked her lips and flashed him a seductive smile. Shawna knew he was hers; it was a technique she had used many times before without fail. She could feel his hard cock against her pussy, straining to break through his jeans and her skirt. Her hand snaked down his chest, past his abs and went under his belt to grab his thick dick. “Oh fuck it, the shoes can wait,” he said as he tossed the shoe aside, pulled her into him and began making out with her.

Shawna giggled to herself, “Of course they can,” she thought, “After all, the customer is always right.” She loved her store for its policy and started unbuttoning his jeans. Sinking into a squat and displaying her panty-less pussy to any passerby, the busty blonde pulled his pants and underwear down. His cock sprang into view, and she gazed at it with an animalistic hunger.

With one hand fondling a massive and sensitive boob and the other stroking her wet pussy, she engulfed the man’s throbbing hard dick with her mouth. She had practiced this many times before and so her head picked up a rhythm quite quickly. With a mastered ease, she took on the whole length of the man’s cock and relished the tickling feeling at the back of her throat. Shawna was getting so into the blowjob and was about to bring herself off from furiously rubbing her pussy, that she didn’t realize there was a crowd watching her. She had to pause her cock-sucking briefly when she came and the four men and one woman watching her burst into applause when she screamed in ecstasy.

Shawna’s eyes opened wide when she realized she had spectators and she giggled, “Like hi! Did you need help with anything?” It was drilled into her head when she learned how to deal with customers, so it was the first thing that came to her mind to say.

“Well I don’t know,” said a rough looking man who was probably twice her age, “Can you take another?”

“I don’t know if I can,” said Shawna in a perky voice, her right hand had replaced her mouth and was still jacking off the first man, “I’ve only ever had one at a time before.”

“You can take more, I know you can,” replied the older man.

Shawna reasoned with herself and since the customer was always right, she had to be able to take more. “Well okay!” she replied in an excited and perky voice, “The customer is always right so I’ll take you too!”

The four men walked over unbuckling their belts and dropping their trousers and Shawna got really turned on by the sight of all the cocks in front of her. Soon enough she had her shirt rolled above her massive mammaries, and was sucking a guy while being fucked from behind. Her hands were busy jacking off two others. She was so happy that she could take more than one cock and that she was able to stay true to the company motto.

The woman, who was no older than 30 and kept a fit body, had stripped down and was masturbating to the sight of the orgy. She crawled over to Shawna, “You look like you could use some help,” she said.

Shawna’s eyes bulged and she nodded eagerly around the dick in front of her, she hadn’t even noticed that one man was left out and was jacking himself off. But even if that wasn’t the case, Shawna could use some help, because the customer said so and the customer is always right.

Pretty soon Fancy Footwear turned into a massive orgy since more people kept entering the store, even some security guards joined in when they were called over about noise complaints. Shawna was eventually lost in the fray. One could occasionally see her massive tits or her chopped blonde hair pop out of the crowd. But one thing was for sure, she always had more than one dick at a time, because after all, the customer is always right.