The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

In a large room, in a quaint house, on a fairly low-traffic street, a sexy blonde was lying on her bed. Her figure was impeccable and she had been referred to by many as a wet-dream. At first glance, it may have looked like she was posing for a photo shoot. One leg was slightly bent in an almost seductive pose and her hair fanned around her head in a blonde halo.

But she wasn’t posing for anything or anyone. It was just natural for Stacy Rathers to be sultry. No instead she was crying. Her large breasts were heaving with every breath. Other than the lack of photo equipment, her tear-stained face was the only indicator that she wasn’t posing as a centrefold.

Stacy felt like the only sane person in a crazy world. She reflected on the day past and how her best friend Becca had somehow discovered that she could change her physical features. She thought about how the brunette turned into a walking sex-bomb and started fucking every guy in sight. Sure, she was happy that Becca could finally be confident about herself, the girl had been so insecure before today and it was no secret that Becca got around before, but it seemed like her whole personality changed.

Stacy had to admit that at first she was envious of Becca’s newfound popularity. The idea of losing followers and attention had actually worried her more than Becca’s well-being. But then the event with Megan after school made her more worried about the sanity of the school than anything. She was concerned that her friends were being changed by some unknown force but what worried her the most was that no one seemed bothered by it all.

She even went to her parents after school and told them about everything that happened despite her fear that they might think she’s insane, but they just brushed it off as something that happens to young women and they told her that people change. They told Stacy that she should just accept her friends for their personalities or else find new ones.

There was no one that she could talk to. Her friends that weren’t bimbos were working and they weren’t answering their cell phones. She had tried ringing each one multiple times but it always led to voicemail. Stacy gasped when a thought entered her head. What if Taylor or Alison changed as well? She hadn’t seen or talked to either one since lunch and god knows Megan certainly changed since then. The blonde suddenly had a horrifying thought: what if she was next? Stacy’s heart sank at the idea. Now she was more worried about her own well-being than her friends’. She had to get to the bottom of this and stop it before her mind snapped as well. She had to stop it before she was turned into a nymphomaniac for life.

Meanwhile, on Prior Road...

Alison was sitting on the edge of Malcolm’s bed, waiting for him to finish typing. She didn’t know what power he had on his computer and she didn’t care. All that she knew was that he was doing something to Shawna and that he was capable of godlike powers. It was an idea that she knew she should be intrigued by, but something was blocking her mind from caring about it. Malcolm could have been reading a book and she would have been more interested.

She looked around the room and was anything but surprised at the geeky paraphernalia that Malcolm had strewn about his room. The wall was plastered with posters that she guessed were of video game characters and action figures from Star Wars lined every flat surface in his room. In fact one of the Star War guys with a red sword was set up as if he were fighting a guy with spiky blonde hair holding a sword that was bigger than he was.

She scoffed at the ridiculousness of it all and knew that she wouldn’t be in this room under any normal circumstances. These weren’t any normal circumstances though. She was attracted to the man that just yesterday she thought of as a creepy dork. And not just attracted, Alison was so into him that she knew she’d do anything for him.

She also knew these feelings weren’t natural but it didn’t bother her. The feelings felt natural, just as natural as her enhanced body felt. Although her bigger tits were much more sensitive than they used to be.

The ivory-skinned beauty started playing with her new boobs. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell back onto the sweat soaked sheets where she and Malcolm fucked not too much earlier. One hand removed itself from her pert chest and snaked down to her super sensitive pussy. Her hand started to slowly make circles around her aroused clit. Everything that happened that day was so surreal. It was like she was in a blissful dream and she didn’t want to wake up. But she knew that this was real and that she wouldn’t wake up, and the thought made her all the hornier. Who knew that the thought of an alternate reality would turn her on so much?

Her hand started to rub her clit furiously and she moaned in pleasure. She lost all sense of her surroundings and didn’t realize that Malcolm had stopped typing, and was watching her while jacking himself off. Her right hand started rubbing faster and faster while her left pulled at her sensitive tit. It wasn’t long before she came and a torrential rush of ecstasy flowed through her body.

When she came down form her orgasmic high, she heard Malcolm say, “So, how was that?”

“It was amazing,” she purred at him, “Thank you so much for what you’ve done.”

Malcolm laughed, “I did it more for my benefit,” he told her, “But I’m glad you’re enjoying it too.”

“I am, very much.” She gazed at him for a few seconds, admiring his good looks, and then she asked, “So what did you do to Shawna?”

“Well I think tonight she’ll learn the full extent of your company’s motto,” Malcolm replied as he crawled into bed with her.

She smiled weakly and said, “It’s not my company anymore, remember? I quit.”

“Well I felt like that was partially my fault, so I corrected that using my program. You are still employed there if you wish to go back. It’ll be a much different work environment though. If you wish, I can make you even enjoy Shawna’s new talents.”

Alison smiled at the thought and her pussy grew damp. “God, who knew I was such a power whore?” she thought to herself. Her hand descended down her body again with a specific destination in mind.

“Stop it,” said Malcolm. She pulled her hand away and regained control of herself. “I need you to focus. Do you want me to make you lust after girls too? I have no problem with you fucking women, as long as you stay loyal to me.”

Alison considered the possibility of enjoying women. She had never done it before, maybe an experimental kiss with Megan a couple of years back. She knew that she’d never fuck a different guy again, but what if Malcolm wanted to screw her and another girl, he should be allowed to do so and she would want to enjoy it. Besides, if he changed Shawna like he changed Becky, working at Fancy Footwear could turn out to be really fun. Alison looked him in the eyes and nodded enthusiastically. “What exactly did you do to Shawna?” she asked curiously.

He chuckled at her curiosity, “I changed her into an utter bimbo, and beyond today she will always wake up as herself but every time she says ‘the customer is always right’ she’ll gradually transform into the bimboized version of herself.”

Alison grew hot as she thought of the possibilities that could arise, and how much fun she could have playing with her. Her breathing increased again and Malcolm could tell she was getting turned on, “Hey, control yourself,” he said as he snapped his fingers in front of her face, “I need to give you some instructions.” She stopped her daydream and focused on her lover again.

“Okay, I want my power to remain really discreet and on the down low, so you’re never allowed to speak about it unless it is with me.” She nodded her agreement. “Also, if people find out that you and I are together, especially after your change and with everything else that has happened today, they’ll grow suspicious. So when you’re at school, you are to act as if nothing has happened between us, and nothing has changed. You will still act as if nothing occurred tonight and are not to acknowledge me any differently than you used to.”

Alison didn’t like the idea of this, it’d be hard to control herself, but if that’s what he wanted, she would obey, so she nodded.

Malcolm looked in her eyes and saw her confliction but he knew she would obey. “Okay, now when are you supposed to be off work?”

“9:30, why?”

“So no one is expecting you home until around ten, right?” he asked with a mischievous smile.

“Sure.”

“Okay, I’ll change your thoughts about women after you leave, for now we still have 45 minutes to fuck.”

Alison squealed in glee and embraced him with a kiss. This was the best night of her life.

Back at Southwood Mall...

The platinum blonde Megan was shopping for jeans with her friend Becky and two guys. She didn’t know the guys’ names but that didn’t matter to her. They were cute enough and had fucked her twice since they got to the mall and that was good enough for her. The four of them were shopping at Republic Co. for some new jeans. Megan didn’t know why, but for some reason the jeans that she wore to school that day were way too big for her.

They found some cute jeans at the store but she wasn’t sure what size she wore, neither did Becky. It seemed to happen a lot that day, and they had to be measured in multiple stores. Every time it happened she enjoyed it immensely, especially since it meant some of the sexy associates to run their hands along her body. The male associates always seemed to trip over themselves for a chance to measure the girls.

At Republic Co., there was only one associate working that night. He was a young guy, just a bit older than the four of them. He probably went right into retail after graduating high school. It wasn’t nearly as busy as the last store had been though, so he was able to give them a bit more attention. And he gave them a lot of attention.

He was currently measuring Becky’s inseam and Megan could swear she saw a boner pressing against his jeans, but that only made sense since he could see right up her skirt. She eyed the bulge in his pants hungrily and pictured it sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

“God, how long is this going to, like, take?” thought the blonde, “I want him to, like, finish measuring her already, so he can start with me!” He was definitely taking his time with Becky and said he had to measure her multiple times because he had to make sure.

Becky flashed a smile at Megan as he measured for the fourth time. Megan figured she was enjoying the attention as much as he enjoyed giving it. He stood up and told Becky her size, who cooed her thanks in response, and he moved over to Megan.

He took the tape measure and wrapped his arms around her waist, his face was inches away from her bust as he did so. Megan could feel his warm breath on the bare part of her chest, and let out a soft moan. He read the measurement and proceeded to measure her legs. He kept one hand by her waist and not-so-subtly ran his other hand down her leg to her feet. Megan’s body erupted in goose bumps and she could feel her pussy get wet. He took his time with her inseam, just like he had done with Becky and she was sure that he could see her panties clinging to her wet cunt.

After a few minutes, he stood up and told her the measurements. See hugged him thanks and gave him a sultry kiss on his cheek. She stood there with her arms around him for a few seconds, pressing the top of her thigh against his raging hard on and imagining it pumping her pussy.

“Okay Megan,” said Becky pulling her away from the associate, “Let’s try on some jeans.” She pushed Megan towards the fitting rooms and whispered something into the associate’s ear. He smiled and nodded in response. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked towards Megan, grabbing her hand and leading her into a change room.

“He’s so nice,” she said, “He’s letting us use the same change room.” Megan didn’t understand why they’d want to use the same change room, but she didn’t understand many things anyways, so she just followed suit.

They closed the door behind them and set the jeans on the bench inside. Megan started taking off her mini-skirt while leaving her heels on, because they didn’t get in the way of the skirt. She turned around and saw Becky still fully clothed (if you can call what she was wearing ‘fully clothed’) and staring at her with an animalistic look in her eyes.

But Becky wasn’t looking at her face, Megan followed her gaze down to the wet patch on her panties and giggled, “It feels, like, so good when they measure me.”

“I know,” replied Becky, not adjusting her gaze, “I like it too.” She pulled down her skirt and Megan saw a matching stain on Becky. She lightly rubbed the wet spot and said, “We should probably take off our underwear too, after all we don’t want our panties to get the jeans wet.”

Megan wasn’t sure about this logic, but she saw her friend pulling down her underwear so she figured she’d do the same. It wasn’t her forte to think, and Becky seemed to know what she was doing. The brunette stood and watched her friend, the concentration of her lust, as she pulled off her panties.

Megan looked up at her friend whose eyes were still locked on her bare pussy. “It is nicer,” muttered Becky as she continued her gaze. Megan giggled and was about to ask what she was talking about when her eyes caught something change in her peripherals. She looked down at her friend’s pussy and saw the brown hair that covered her crotch fade away.

“That is so cool!” squealed the blonde in response, “Do it again!” She looked up at Becky’s face and saw that her eyes closed and she was breathing heavily. Her eyes caught the movement of Becky’s shirt as her nipples grew rock hard and began to get worried that something was wrong. She was about to say something when Becky’s eyes opened up again and her hand fell down to her waist, stroking her newly bare cunt.

“Sorry about that,” sighed Becky, “I just had a moment there. Let’s try on some jeans, shall we?”

“Okay!” said Megan in a perky voice. She grabbed a pair from the bench and was about to put them on.

“Wait!” shouted the brunette. Megan froze. “Maybe we should take our shirts off so we can see how good the jeans look without anything influencing them.” Yet again, Megan didn’t know how that made sense, but she passed it off as her just being simple and agreed with her friend, who now had her gravity defying breasts in the open.

The blonde pulled off the white tank top revealing a lacy red bra underneath. Megan giggled when she noticed that Becky couldn’t take her eyes off of her bust.

“I like your bra,” said Becky as she approached Megan. “It’s cute,” she reached out and cupped the blonde’s breast through her bra, “And sexy.”

Megan gasped as she felt her friend’s hand slide over her nipple through the thin material of the bra. She bit her lip as the sensitive nub sent a rush through her body.

“Well, well, well. It seems like you enjoy that,” said the brunette who had regained some of her confidence. “Does that feel good? Do you want me to keep going?”

Megan was getting confused with the amount of questions she was asking. It did feel good but she had never really been with a woman before, and wasn’t sure if she wanted to. But it felt so good, too good. Megan didn’t want it to stop. So she gave into the pleasure and nodded her approval.

Becky smiled and continued her manipulation, “Well maybe we should take off this pretty bra.”

Megan didn’t respond, she just had her eyes closed and was enjoying the sensation.

“After all, that’d let me play with your tits a bit better,” said the busty brunette as she snaked a hand to the clasp on Megan’s back, “Wouldn’t you like that?”

Megan heard the words and instantly she decided that she would like that, so she nodded her head. Becky drew in closer to the blonde and played with the back of her bra.

Megan felt the pressure from her bra straps release and then felt a warm breath on her neck. She felt a set of wet lips kiss the base of her neck, and the sensations drove her crazy. Before she knew it, her arms were out of the bra and it was lying on the change room floor. Becky’s head slowly moved down towards Megan’s right breast, leaving a trail of sensual kisses behind. The blonde ran her hand through Becky’s long brown hair and tried to push her closer to the nipple that capped her massive mound.

Then suddenly bliss spread through Megan’s body like an electric current as Becky’s tongue flicked the nub, leaving a cool sensation behind. She opened her eyes and looked at her friend. Her mind was clouded by lust now and it didn’t matter that Becky didn’t have a dick. Megan guided Becky back up so they were face to face and embraced her. She brought Becky’s mouth to her own and sent a wild tongue through her lips which met up with her friend’s counterpart. They made out and writhed in passionate desire, feeling up each other’s bodies as their tongues danced between them.

Megan felt one of Becky’s hands descend from her tits down her stomach and towards her soaking pussy. She felt a shiver of anticipation rock her body as the hand slid passed her naval and her hips then… ecstasy. Becky’s hand rubbed Megan’s engorged clit and slid through her lips with no resistance.

Megan was too busy enjoying the pleasure to keep kissing her friend, and Becky noticed. So she pushed Megan towards the bench and had her sit on the small spot that wasn’t covered by the jeans. Megan had no problem complying and leaned back, her shoulders resting on the cold mirror behind her.

Becky dropped to her knees and kept rubbing Megan’s pussy. She gasped in amazement when she was eye level with Megan’s shaved twat and realized that she wanted to smell it. She wanted to taste it. She wanted to lick her friend’s bare cunt. Becky adjusted her hand’s purpose and slowly slid one finger into Megan’s tight pussy.

Megan drew a breath and moaned as she felt a finger penetrate her pussy. It wasn’t as thick as a dick, but the feeling of penetration was enough to make Megan moan louder. The girl pumped her hand at a steady rhythm and watched as Megan basked in the sensation. Megan brought a hand up to her tit and pulled on the nipple that was jutting off her breast. She felt Becky slow down the pace and was about to protest when she felt a second finger enter her. The added width sent Megan over the edge and she came as Becky picked up the pace again.

Becky lowered her head down to Megan’s inviting pussy and started tonguing the blonde’s clit. No one had ever done this to Megan before. The feeling was amazing and she arched her back, pushing her pussy into Becky’s face.

The two girls were in another world. They weren’t concerned about making too much noise or making a mess and they definitely weren’t concerned that they were in a public place. All that Megan wanted was for the sensations to keep going, and all Becky wanted was to keep giving them.

They didn’t even notice that the change room door opened and the sales associate step inside while stroking his erect cock. Becky first noticed he was there when he grabbed her bare ass and guided it towards his cock. She gasped when he entered her wet pussy from behind and that’s when Megan noticed he was there. She opened her eyes to see the attractive associate pumping his hard dick into Becky’s pussy. She tried to smile at him but her mind was overrun with pleasure and her eyes clamped shut once again.

The three of them continued like that for fifteen blissful minutes, with Becky eating out Meagan while getting fucked by the sales associate. Megan lost count of how many times she orgasmed but considering her simple mind, that wasn’t a surprising thing.

Just when Megan was sure that she was going to pass out in a sex-coma, the associate grunted and shot his load all over Becky’s backside. The brunette halted her assault on Megan’s cunt rested her head on the bench. Megan giggled and, on shaky arms and legs, crawled off the bench and started licking the cum off of the exhausted girl. She purred when she tasted the salty goo. Megan smiled and decided that she wanted to go shopping with Becky more often, and was sure that the feeling was mutual.

The associate left the change room first, probably to check on the store, and he left the girls to get dressed themselves. They left the change room a couple of minutes later and saw that the gates at the entrance of the store were closed.

“Oh no? Is the mall closed?” asked Megan, concerned that she wouldn’t be able to buy her jeans.

The associate responded from behind a shelf that he was cleaning up, “Yeah, it was closed when I came in to the change room. Don’t worry though. I actually already bought the jeans for you. I get a really good discount here so consider them a present.”

“Where are Troy and Alex?” asked Becky.

“You’re boyfriends were tired, so they left,” he said while fixing a shirt display, “I promised them I’d drive you home.”

Becky laughed, “Oh, they’re not our boyfriends. We don’t really do the dating thing.”

The man’s head perked up in interest and he moved towards the front of the store. “Well in that case,” said the associate as he grabbed his bag and jacket from the counter, apparently finished with cleaning the store, “How about I drive you to my home first?”

“That sounds like fun! What do you think Megan?”

It sounded like a lot of fun to Megan, she nodded enthusiastically and added, “But this time I want the dick!”

The associate laughed, “Alright, it’s a deal.” He opened the gate and the three of them left the store. “My name’s Adam, what’s yours?”