The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Honeymoon Suite, Tannenbaum Hotel

After a short drive that easily felt a hundred times longer than it actually was, Geoff and Julie made it to the hotel. Once inside the honeymoon suite, Geoff told Julie to relax and have a drink while he showered. He took a long, hot shower, and once he was done, he told Julie to do the same.

At Geoff’s request, Julie came directly from the shower and stood naked in front of a full-length mirror in the honeymoon suite. She was glad Geoff had made her take a shower before he asked her to get naked in front of him. Last thing I need is for this guy to see me naked before I washed up... I mean after what I did in the restroom back there... shit, what the fuck came over me?

He had showered first, and when Julie came out of the bathroom naked, she saw that he was still wearing the terrycloth robe he’d had on when he left the bathroom. Before he asked her to stand in front of the mirror, he had explained to her that her husband purchased a special wedding present from him, and that she’d love it, but that he—Geoff, that is—had to teach her “how to handle it properly.”

This is all so strange, Julie thought as she looked herself in the mirror. Geoff was visible too, since he was behind and just to the side of her, staring at her reflection. She thought, I don’t mind being naked in front of this weirdo, but it’s my wedding night—why can’t Mike be here with me? Come to think of it, why exactly does this guy need me to be naked?

Geoff decided that now was the time to take off the kid gloves. He hadn’t been laid the way he liked in a long time, and he was going to enjoy this. Responding to her unspoken thought, he said, “You have to be naked because I want you to be naked. Mike can’t be here because he’s busy learning how to use his wedding present.”

“What? Hey, wait, I didn’t say...” Julie said, suddenly nervous. “Uhm, Geoff? How did you know... I mean, I didn’t say anything, I was just thinking....” Then the artificial normalcy of the situation slid away, and frantically she thought, Wait, this isn’t right... I shouldn’t be here alone with this guy! Holy shit, why am I still naked? I’ve got to get out of here... oh no, oh no I can’t move my legs!!

“Sorry about letting you get all worked up, but I’ve been under wraps for a long time and this is so much more fun when you’re totally aware of what’s going on. Now, be a darling and slowly spin for me, I want to take you in,” Geoff said. There was no menace in his voice, but refusal to obey was not an option.

Julie clenched her fists and in her mind, she prepared to stand perfectly still. But to her horror, she began to slowly turn around. She told her legs to stop moving, but they wouldn’t. Then, she began to strike suggestive poses and run her hands seductively all over her body, even blowing a couple of kisses toward Geoff before turning her back to him and arching her back slightly, presenting her ass. Her head rested against the mirror and she looked back at him, slapping her ass and squeezing it with one of her free hands.

Unable to turn away from him, Julie noticed a bump running down the leg of his robe. He’s packing some serious equipment under there, she thought. He moved slightly and she saw the bump move closer to the opening of the robe, and despite her fear, she couldn’t help but to think, That can’t all be him, can it? I mean, it can’t be, something like that... where, who, could he fit something like that in? That can’t be real, I need to get a good look at it... if I can just make him move a little more it’ll slip out the front, I just have to see what’s going on under that robe....

Suddenly desperate to see what kind of equipment Goeff was packing, Julie slapped her ass again, this time of her own volition. To Julie’s delight, he took a step forward. Arching her back further and swaying her ass, she saw that he was definitely responding the way she’d hoped. He finally stopped, and just as she saw him untie the robe’s belt, she felt her head turn and she was once again she was facing the mirror.

“Tsk tsk, no peeking! Now, let’s see what we have to work with.” He came up behind her and she heard his robe drop to the floor. Next, she felt him put his hand on her ass possessively, squeezing it, rubbing it, and slapping it lightly.

“You don’t know this, but this wonderful ass is what sealed your fate. You have a beautiful face and a nice enough body, you’re not too skinny and you’re not fat at all... but this,” he said, squeezing her butt as he emphasized that last word, “is what stopped me from picking up a waitress or something and leaving you to your husband on your wedding night.

“This ass is better than any I’ve ever given any woman, and that’s saying something. I’ve memorized every curve of it, and it’s going to be the trademark of any girl I enhance. And it’s all natural! Oh, the things I’m going to do to you, all... because... of this... ass....” As he said each of the last words, he paused to spank her lightly.

Julie was horrified. He had his hands all over her bottom, and she couldn’t so much as tell him to stop touching her. And, somehow, each slap on her ass sent tingles straight to her pussy. What was worse, though, was that the harder she tried to get away or talk, the more clear it became that he was somehow controlling her, and that whatever he wanted to do with her, he’d do. She was too scared to just resign herself to her fate, but she didn’t know what else she could do. Then she heard him speak again.

“OK, so you’ve got a great ass. But that’s not enough for me. I notice you have quite a little jungle going on down there. Want me to take care of that?”

Julie found the ability to speak and shouted, “Hey! No, leave me alone! I keep it trimmed enough down there, it’s not bikini season, and you’re NOT getting anywhere near me with a razor!”

Geoff laughed and said, “Keep your eyes on the bush.”

Julie’s eyes shot down to stare at her naked crotch in the mirror. She felt a tingle over the entire region, and before her eyes she saw the hair disappearing. Individual hairs vanished into tiny wisps of smoke at an amazing rate, and after a couple of minutes, her entire pubic area was totally bare.

“What have you done!! Stop, change me back!! I don’t want to be hairless—what now??” She screamed as the tingles spread out to cover her whole body. She looked and while she couldn’t actually see her leg and underarm hair disappearing—she had shaved both that morning—she knew what Geoff was doing. “Why are you doing this?” she asked, almost in tears, as the tingles died down.

“Because I like my women smooth,” Geoff said. “Now, let’s correct a couple more things. First of all, that ass... the only thing that could make it look better would be if it were perched on some nicely flared hips, don’t you think?”

“You said my ass was perfect!” Julie yelled.

“Good point! But something is off... hey, let’s give you an hourglass figure! A thinner waist and a bit more in the shoulder area should take care of it. Yeah, it’s cliché, but there’s a reason anyone who can do this to a woman, does do this....” he said.

“Just what in the hell are you—wait, wait!!” Julie shouted as the tingles flooded over and into her body. Before she knew what was happening, the tingles were gone, and she was herself again. In the mirror, she saw that her waist was thinner, her tummy flatter but not overly muscular, and turning to the side, she saw that her ass still had that perfect profile.

“How are you doing this?”

“Still something not quite right,” Geoff said, ignoring her. “Oh, duh. You know what your husband liked best about your sister’s body?”

“Mike... likes my sister?” Julie asked, confused and afraid, and now a little angry, as she turned to face the mirror again.

“He doesn’t like her, really, just her body. Big difference. Anyway, he loves her tits. They’re bigger than yours, as I’m sure you know. He couldn’t stop talking about them.”

“What?!”

“Hey now, take it easy, I had to pry it out of him. Tell you what. Let’s start with your sister’s size... let’s see here....”

Julie stared at her reflection, knowing what was coming. Her chest started tingling, and right before her eyes, her small boobs began to swell. They slowly grew from kiwis to apples... then to navel oranges... and then somewhere between grapefruit and coconut in size.

“OK, I think that’s about right. Now, at this size, Mike is a really happy man. But let’s give him a reason never to look at your sister that way again.”

“No, wait stop!!” Julie said before Geoff silenced her with his mind. As her breasts continued to grow, horror faded away into morbid curiosity; she couldn’t help but think, When is this guy going to stop? When the tingling finally did stop, she stared at her reflection in disbelief. She now sported a pair of perfectly-shaped, totally natural-looking tits that were easily the size of round watermelons.

“OK... you can speak again. Well, what do you think?”

Her disbelief gave way to a sense of fearful helplessness. “Why... why are you turning me into a... some kind of sex toy? Why??” She was about to cry.

“That doesn’t sound like gratitude. But, that’s a fair question. I’m doing it because I can, and because it’s been a looooooooooong time since I got to flex my muscles, so to speak. Your husband’s going to be fine with any changes I make, and trust me, you’ll be fine with the changes I made in him as well. I’m sure Wendy and Sylvia and Tammy are. I bet they’re really fine with it by this point.”

“What did you do to them??”

“Don’t worry about that; whatever Mike does with other women is none of your concern. Now, I want you to feel your new titties. I think you’ll enjoy my work as much as I’m going to in a minute.” As he said this, he walked up behind her, holding his dick up against his body so that it didn’t poke her from behind... yet.

Julie raised her hands, knowing he’d make her do it if she resisted. The instant she brushed her palms against the underside of her new rack, an erotic sensation she wasn’t prepared for flooded her chest and was reciprocated in her crotch. The flood of pleasure caused her hands to garb her tits firmly and squeeze, and soon she was mindlessly massaging her breasts, her desire to do only enough to placate Geoff overridden by the sensations she was experiencing.

Sexual desire and pleasure barged its way into her brain, displacing the fear and worry she’d been racked with. She forgot everything but the fantastic sensations flooding every corner of her mind. Finally, once she felt she was ready, she pinched both nipples at the same time. She meant to only lightly squeeze them between her index finger and thumb, but as soon as she did that, she felt a massive climax build up within her. Her fingers clamped down automatically, and a fairly strong orgasm brought her to her knees.

She stood, resisting the urge to touch her tits again, and said between her panting breaths, “What... how... what... did... you... do?”

“That should be obvious,” Geoff said, coming up behind her and pressing his body against hers. Julie’s eyes widened into circles when she felt what she knew had to be a massive cock pressing up against her backside. “I’ve made your tits much more sensitive to sexual touch. It’s an old trick, but I never get tired of doing it,” he said.

She watched as Geoff reached up from behind, and Julie found that she couldn’t use her arms to block or deny him access to her tits. He began to rub her breasts and play with her nipples. The sensations were so intense that she found herself moving slightly up and down against his shaft. Now that she knew what to expect, she was able to control herself a little more.

Geoff used this opportunity to quietly remove Julie’s fear and concern, letting an artificial yet real and enduring arousal hold those emotions at bay. He rooted around further and found every single thing she loved, sex-wise: where to bite, how hard, where to lick, and so on. He planned on adding more as the night went on, but for starters, he worked with what she already liked. He kissed her left ear lightly, running his tongue down the outer edge until he was far enough to nibble on her earlobe.

Julie moaned, but still tried to find the will to resist him somehow, to shut his manipulations out of her mind, or if that failed (which it already was), she figured she’d go all rag-doll on him to deny him the satisfaction of a willing participant. But as she began muster her strength, she felt his mouth work down to her neck. Oh no, don’t... bite... me... there....

Her thought was all the invitation Geoff needed. He bit down with just enough force to leave a light mark. At the same time, he brought one hand down and started massaging Julie’s now-drenched pussy. “Mmmmm, smooth... not just shaved-smooth or waxed-smooth, babe, it’s like you never grew hair down below your neck. Mike’s gonna love this...,” he moaned into her ear.

“Mike....” Julie whimpered, on the verge of an orgasm that strangely seemed just slightly out-of-reach.

“Once I am done loving this, that is,” Geoff added, driving two fingers up into her pussy and bolts of sexual rapture straight into her brain. His mental and physical molestation sent her over the edge, and she came so hard that had Geoff not been holding her, she would have crumpled to the floor. Gently, he turned her around and let her down to her knees. When she opened her eyes, she saw his hard cock pointing right at her face, with a bit of pre-cum visible at the very tip.

Geoff mentally kept her from moving for a full minute, watching the clock in the room to make sure he didn’t jump the gun. Neither spoke during that minute, which to her felt more like an hour. With all her mind’s might, she tried to reach out to grab his dick. She didn’t know where she’d put it first—her mouth probably, or maybe she’d knock him down and slide her pussy down on it, if it’d fit. Fuck, I’ll make it fit! Damn, why can’t I move? Why is he doing this? I need... that... thing... in... me... now!!

Finally, he broke the silence.

“Well, Julie, why don’t you do what I know for a fact you want to do? I know it’s all you’re thinking about. My cock has that effect on women. Mike’s does now, too, but you don’t have to worry about that for tonight.”

God, Mike... what has this guy done? Oh Mike, forgive me, but I can’t say no... I want this thing, need this wonderful, huge thing in me so bad, so bad, so bad....

Geoff was listening to her thoughts and smiled when she reached up and guided his manhood to her mouth. She was able to get a her mouth a few inches past his head, but since more would have been impossible without reworking her entire throat or softening his dick, he decided that a few inches past the head was enough. It took Julie some time to get the rhythm between her mouth, tongue, and hands right, but soon she was smoking his pipe like a porn star, using her hands to work the parts she couldn’t fit in her mouth and taking short breaks to lick every inch of his dick.

For the first time in years, Geoff was in sexual heaven. Sex had been hard to come by when he went to wherever they had him, and when he did get it, he was the toy, not the woman. Wanting to give his temporary pet another surprise, he reached into her mind and had her speed up her efforts, strengthening her muscles to make the task easier. After a few minutes, he pulled back, turned, and shot a massive load of cum several feet across the room.

Julie was panting. “I... thought you... I thought you were going to cum... in my... mouth, on my face... I wanted....”

“Oh, I would have, if I were done with you. But I don’t want that face messed up yet. Now, get on the bed and assume the position. I want that glorious ass up in the air.”

Julie obeyed immediately, not knowing or caring if he was making her do it or if she wanted to do it. Looking back, she saw him get behind her with his amazing cock, still hard, in his hand. She felt her hands move to her ass and spread it; she knew that he’d just made her do that. She was now totally exposed to him. She’d never even thought of posing this obscenely for Mike, and now she was doing it for a stranger, a stranger whose cock she craved more than anything else.

How is he doing this? How can he make me do this? Why do I need him to fuck me? This isn’t possible... but it’s happening... how.... Then, a new concern hit her: How is that monster going to fit in me?

Geoff looked at the woman who was presenting herself to him and licked his lips. Without a word or gesture, he added strength and flexibility to her muscles and joints, turning her into a fucking machine capable of handling any position anyone on Earth had ever or would ever imagine. Artist that he was, he made sure his changes didn’t noticeably change her looks. Once he was satisfied that she was ready for a night’s worth of fun, he moved forward, and pressed his dick into her teasingly slowly.

Her eyes slammed shut in ecstasy as she felt the bulbous head of Geoff’s cock slide into her, but as soon as she felt the corona of his head slip inside, he stopped. She could feel every square millimeter of what was inside her, every detail—and every bit of contact was driving her crazy with lust. She could even feel his pulse through her pussy. The heat of the pre-cum on the tip made her swirl her hips around in an attempt to spread it around inside her.

Why did he stop? Isn’t this what he wants?

“OK, Julie. When I snap my fingers, all of the controls I’ve put on you to keep you here and quiet will go away. You can scream and run out of here, you can attack me, you can scream at me to leave, and if you do, I will. I’ll change you back and you’ll never see me again. Or, you can slide your ass back as far as it can go, sliding me deeper inside you than any other man ever has been. You decide what happens next.”

Julie was kept wiggling her hips a little and whispered, “No, you... you’re in charge... do... what you came here to do, you’re the one in control... make me... make me fuck....”

Geoff snapped his fingers, and Julie stopped wriggling around the head of his dick. She knew that she was now in control of her own body and voice. The cock that was just barely inside of her felt more amazing than anything she’d ever experienced, and she was now easily the hottest woman she’d ever seen. And somewhere, Mike was fucking her sister and friends—not that there was anything wrong with that, but she knew she should be with him; it was their wedding night.

Why isn’t Mike here, he can fuck anyone he wants anytime, but this is our wedding night... oh god, I’m married, I can’t do this, she thought, and started to move forward, off of Geoff’s dick. The friction between his cock’s head and her pussy, though, lit up her insides and made her stop before she’d moved completely off of him. Only the very tip of his dick was in her now, and her breath caught.

It’s... too... good... can’t... oh god....

She started rolling her hips, teasing the very tip of Geoff’s dick with the opening of her steamy, tight pussy, thinking that if she just got off quickly, it’d clear her head enough so she could make the right choice and leave.

But, to her dismay, her motions only served to tease her into a higher state of arousal. She knew she should have cum by now, but instead she just kept building up to it. Can’t... take it... have to... oh god Mike, forgive me... can’t take... it... anymore....

Slowly, she drove her hips back, still rolling them slightly, impaling her pussy onto Geoff’s impossibly large cock. She could feel every single bump, every texture, every vein in his rod as it entered her, and the sliding friction she was so acutely aware of was building steadily to a climax she was bracing herself for.

She kept expecting to feel him bottom out against her cervix, but unbeknownst to her, the further in she took his cock, the more room it made for itself inside of her. Finally, she felt his hips make contact with her ass and the back of her hands. He was completely inside her. That’s not possible... but it feels sooooooooooo wonderful.... Then, she felt him doing something, flexing his cock as it was buried deep inside her, and pleasure began to build in her at a dizzying rate.

“I call this ‘flexing the love muscle.’ Every guy knows how to do it,” Geoff said, flexing his penis inside of Julie, “but I think you’re going to find out what it does to women when I do it in three... two....”

“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!” Julie screamed as Geoff made her cum harder than she ever had in her life, without even moving.

“I’ll take it you enjoyed that,” he said, grabbing her ass with both hands. “Here, let me hold on to this amazing thing. You’d better use your hands to hold onto the sheets.” She grabbed handfuls of the bedclothes, and with that, he began working his monster in and out in long, steady, slow strokes.

The enhanced slippery friction sensation she felt before returned as he slid into and out of her pussy, and after a few minutes the steady rhythm of rapturous pleasure put her into a near constant state of orgasm. The unending orgasm became the new normal for her, and when he occasionally thrust in extra fast, hard, and deep, she found herself in a state of bliss beyond orgasm. It was the orgasm to her orgasm, and she knew that by all rights, she shouldn’t even be conscious.

When she came down from one of these squared orgasms, down to a level of delirious orgasm, she tried to work it out. His cock... it’s keeping me on the edge, keeping me awake and aware... that cock is my universe... holy shit, and Mike has one of these now? And he’s using it on my sister and my best friends??

Geoff was amazed that she had the capacity for thought. I’ve fucked her into a higher state of consciousness! That’s pretty good, even by my standards. Thoroughly impressed with himself, he sped up his motions, pushing into her faster and faster in a near-feral rutting that left no room for rational thought for either of them. With one last push, he came inside her, and she collapsed forward, violently thrashing as his magical coated her insides with white-hot liquid pleasure.

He grabbed her shoulder and rolled her over, and then leaned in for a kiss. When his lips met hers, it was like her mouth was a sexual organ—almost like another pussy—and she wriggled under him as he mouth-fucked her with his lips and tongue.

Julie reached down and felt his penis. It wasn’t hard anymore. But why should it be? He just came—WHAT THE HELL?? Just as she was starting to lament he loss of his amazing joy stick, it hardened in her hands, and she began to stroke it.

“I want you to look into my eyes while I fuck you,” he said. “I just love the look on you norms’ faces when I fuck you. It’s like you’re seeing god. Not that God, but a more naughty, debauchery- themed one.”

She was about to ask what a “norm” was when he grabbed both of her tits. Her back arched when the sensations hit her, and she came when he pinched her nipples. Growling with need, she grasped his cock as hard as she could, guided it into her pussy, criss-crossed her legs behind Geoff’s back, and dug her fingernails into his back as he began fucking her in earnest. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the alarm clock on the nightstand. Geoff used his hand to guide her face back to him, and he sped up his efforts.

She thought, It’s not even ten o’clock? ... how long will he... where’s... oh yeah... oh fuck yeah... oh fuck, it’s like fucking a god... I’m touching god... holy Cock I’m fucking a god....

Like I never missed a beat, Geoff thought, listening to the woman’s thoughts as she tried to wrap her mind around the intensity of the sexual pleasure she felt shooting into her with every thrust of Geoff’s manhood. Satisfied that years of rehabilitation hadn’t diminished any of his abilities, he began to fuck her with reckless abandon, sending her mind to a place where the only thoughts possible were more, more, and more.