The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The Honeymoon Suite, the next morning

Drowsily, Julie opened her eyes. She was exhausted, but somehow not at all sore, and that didn’t make sense considering what Geoff has spent the night doing to her, and making her do. She closed her eyes in thought, trying to make sense of what all had happened. It’s so strange... it’s fuzzy, can’t remember it all... but he took me so many times, I should be hurting, my back and legs and arms, not to mention my pussy! He’s so huge... fucked me so hard, so fucking rough, unrelenting... fucked me so fucking deep, even when he went easy and slow he pressed in so far... so full... came in my mouth and pussy dozens of times, setting me off every time, and I wanted more, wanted it bad, so filthy... he only spared my ass... and I would have begged him to take it if he’d so much as stuck a finger up there....

She felt herself up, and smiled as her hands traced her curvy figure. When she moved them up to her new breasts, she squeezed them gently, enjoying the mild waves of erotic pleasure that washed over her body as a result of the slight pressure. Lazily, she lightly rubbed her entire body with her hands, finding several splotches and smears of dried cum. For some reason she preferred not to think about, it didn’t disgust her. She figured she’d have to wash it off soon, since she didn’t want Mike to see her covered in some other guy’s splooge, but for the time being she couldn’t coax herself off the bed.

The shower shut off, the absence of noise being her first clue that it had been on in the first place. Julie looked around the room. It was bright outside, far too bright for it to be early in the morning. Looking around, she spotted the alarm clock. “Holy shit, it’s eleven in the morning!” she blurted out. She lacked the energy to do much more than speak, though.

Geoff emerged from the bathroom, cleaned up and in a new outfit. “I had the concierge get me some clothes. I had to charge it to the room, but you don’t mind, do you?”

Before Julie could even think of an answer, there was a knock at the door. Then a soft voice with a light accent that Julie couldn’t quite place said, “Housekeeping, may I come in?”

“Yeah, come on in,” Geoff said. His face took on a look of surprise and delight as he saw an exotic beauty with a deep tan and long black hair breeze into the room with a cleaning cart. As if it were the most natural part of her job, she locked the door behind her, she rolled the cart out of the way, and got naked. Julie noted that her pubic region looked clean-shaven, and wondered if she had done that, or if Geoff had intervened.

“Mmmmm, boy, they sure make ‘em good down in Brazil,” he said, stepping up to her and slipping a finger inside her pussy. She moaned softly and moved her hips side-to-side, enjoying the intrusion. “If only I had the time... but, I have to leave,” he said, withdrawing his finger and bringing it to her mouth.

“How did you know I was from Brazil?” the woman asked. Looking at his finger, she smiled coyly and licked it gently, then in one motion rolled her tongue around it and took it into her mouth. The move was so erotic that, even though Julie had never had a sexual thought about another woman before, her pussy started to get wet just looking at the erotic vision before her..

Geoff laughed and said, “Same way I know your name is Isabel. Call it a hunch. Hey, before you get started on the room, I need you to clean off Mrs. Child here. She’s practically covered in my dried-up cum, and I want you to get it off of her before she takes a shower. Use your tongue, OK?”

“How else would I clean cum from such a beautiful woman?” she asked, looking down and winking at Julie. In no time, Isabel was on the bed with her and Julie, who wasn’t even slightly bisexual, initially tried to keep the woman at bay. With a few mental manipulations from Geoff, she let Isabel get to work.

No longer caring that it was a woman whose tongue was working to clean her, Julie reached for the maid’s head, running her fingers into the woman’s long, dark mane. She brought the woman’s head up to her breast, and Isabel kissed the offered nipple. Once it was in her mouth, she used a circular motion of her tongue to clean it, and this lit the fuse on a little firecracker of an orgasm for Julie. Sensing it coming, Julie clenched her hands into fists, pulling the maid’s hair and forcing her to continue working that nipple. Isabel responded by biting down on the nipple and teasing the end of it by rapidly flicking it with her tongue.

That was all it took. A bright little blast of climactic ecstasy crackled through Julie; it was the first time a woman had ever made her cum. Julie realized quite suddenly that Isabel wasn’t just some random hot chick who was sexing her up because Geoff made her do it, but she was an devilishly sexy random hot chick whose hot cunt Julie wanted to lick, finger, and otherwise molest until she came all over her face who was sexing her up because Geoff made her do it.

Julie could feel Isabel’s leg on the mattress between her legs, so she shifted enough to allow her to rub her pussy on the maid’s thigh. Isabel lifted her head and said, “Ooooh, so we’re not fighting it anymore? No?”

“Mmmmmmmm,” Julie answered, letting Isabel get back to “work.” She thought, God, I want to kiss that pretty face... put my tongue in her pretty mouth... I wonder what she tastes like... how is it I’ve never noticed how hot some women are before? I guess I just never gave it a chance... I wonder if Mike has ever thought about a threesome... oooh she’s going down... down there... whoa!!

Geoff made sure that Julie accepted her sudden switch from all the way straight to slightly hetero-leaning bisexual as a totally natural reaction to her first sexual encounter with a woman. He tidied up those changes by making sure she still was more attracted to Mike than she’d be to any woman. And then, because he just couldn’t leave well enough alone, he gave Julie’s tits, ass, and pussy a good dose of the female-lust-inducing aura he gave Mike’s dick.

That should make it easier to “convince” some girl to come home with themA quick flash will get a girl’s attention. A few seconds will pique her interest. Let her look for much longer than a few seconds and it’ll spark a fire, he thought, trying to decide how to tell her about his latest modification.

Then, he thought of something that would be more fun: he’d have Mike tell her about it, and let him guide her through the learning process. He’s been such a good sport about all this, after all, Geoff thought, almost laughing out loud. Figuring that he was done with his good deeds for the day, he looked at his watch and said, “Well, that’s it for me. Mike’ll be here soon. Last night was pretty special for me, you know. First time in a long time I got to have that much fun. And don’t you worry, by tomorrow morning, you’ll forget about most of this.”

He noticed that Isabel now had Julie’s legs spread wider than they could have been spread before the changes he’d made the night before. Holding those spread legs with her hands, Isabel was tongue-fucking Julie’s smooth, slick cunt. Geoff cleared he throat and said, “Now, one more thing. Be sure to 69 with Isabel here. When a woman licks your pussy, you lick hers back, OK?”

“Mmmmmm, sounds fair,” Julie said. On cue, Isabel got up, crawled around, set her pussy down on Julie’s face, and proceeded to show the new bride why the Tannenbaum Hotel is ranked #1 in room service.

Mike’s suite, the next morning

With bleary eyes, Mike scanned the room for a clock. When he found one, he saw that it was 11:14 AM. Fuck... I must have needed the sleep! he thought, not used to sleeping in. He extracted himself from the mass of bodies on the bed and walked to the bathroom. After a couple of steps, though, he stopped and looked at the bed to see if he’d just dreamed the entire night.

Holy shit, that was real! If I’d been dreaming, that’d be my wife there... hot damn! he thought. He looked carefully and noticed that Tammy’s breasts and ass looked like they had at the beginning of the orgy. A quick check on Sylvia and Wendy revealed that they, too, had reverted to normal. Panicked, he reached down, and sighed with relief when he felt his eight-inch limp dick hanging between his legs quickly harden into the twelve-inch monster he’d used on his wife’s sister and friends the previous night.

“My wife! Shit! I gotta get cleaned up!” he said, running into the bathroom to get a quick shower. He got dressed in record time, said goodbye to the ladies—who were all still asleep—and ran out the door and down the hall to the elevator. He didn’t have much time and he had to get to the bank, but he did have a very fast car and quite a bit of motivation.

A few minutes past noon, Mike had arrived back at the hotel from the bank. He tossed his keys to the valet who handed him his ticket as he rushed into the lobby at full speed. Quickly, he found Geoff, and as calmly as he could, he walked over and sat on the chair next to him. Discreetly, he then handed over an envelope containing thirty crisp, new $100 bills. “Pleasure doing business with you,” he told the stranger who had fucked his new bride silly all night long.

“Don’t mention it,” Geoff said. “Oh, and, uh, here...,” Geoff said, taking a pen from a nearby table and writing on the envelope he’d been handed. When he was done writing, he removed the money, folded it, and slid it into his pocket. “I made some... uh, enhancements, to your wife’s body. Nothing severe,” he added when he saw Mike’s concerned look. “Well... OK, it’s severe. But, it’s super-hot. You’re going to love what I’ve done to her tits especially.”

“What did you—”

“Don’t worry, Mike, you’ll love it, even if you do have to spring for a new wardrobe. But people will ask questions, so when they do, show them this and make them read it, OK?”

Mike took the envelope and read it. “‘Don’t worry about the changes in Julie’s body. You love how she looks and won’t think or speak about the change in her appearance.’ OK, that’s weird. What will this do?”

Geoff looked at his watch. “It’s pretty self-explanatory. I suggest you spend the next couple of days showing her and that note to as many of your family and friends as you can while they’re all still in town. And, let’s see... so for you, that’s one penis size and endurance enhancement, one fast-acting irresistibility enchantment on same, an easy-glide and perfect fit guarantee, and metamorphic ejaculate. That’s the Geoff Sanderson “lite” package.

“And for the wife, we have a physical enhancement surprise package, jealousy-ectomy, an adjustment to bisexuality and a matching libido boost, and she’s been bored and stroked to accept your new piston, except for her tailpipe—I left that for you. All at $3000. We cool?”

Mike stood and stretched out his hand. “We’re cool.”

“Yeah, I know,” Geoff said. Then, in his best impression of a preacher, he added, “You may now fuck the bride.” And with that, Geoff walked away from Mike and out of the hotel, stopping only to talk briefly with a few women who’d apparently just come from some business conference. Mike didn’t know what he said to them, but judging by how they had begun to kiss and fondle each other before running for the nearest elevator, he figured they were in for a good time when they got to their room.

Speaking of having a good time, Mike thought as he pocketed the envelope Geoff had handed him, it’s time to consummate my marriage.

Julie had recovered enough from the previous night’s activities (and the morning’s little tryst) to take a shower. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that the maid, still naked, had collected the linens from the bed and replaced them with new ones. She must have still been in a fluffy sexual haze, because she only barely acknowledged Mike’s presence or her own nudity when he walked into the room.

“Have fun with my sister and my best friends?” Julie said, dropping her robe to display her new body.

Mike’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor. “What the... Julie! Your... your....” he yelled, stupidly pointing to her upper torso as he fumbled for words.

“My tits? Yeah, I know. And he gave me a new figure,” she said, running her hands up the hourglass that was her body. “Anyway, you didn’t answer my question,” she teased, sashaying up to him and enjoying the fact that he couldn’t pull his eyes away from the jiggle of her amazing new tits.

Finally, his eyes noticed something else, down below her heavenly rack. “Are you... shaved?”

“Better than shaved,” she said, rubbing her pussy and noting that it was already getting wet again. “Stop avoiding the question, dear. Did you have fun with my sister and best friends?” she asked pointedly.

“Look, honey... that guy, he... well he changed me too, my dick... it’s... and he... well he told me I had to get some practice in before I... before you and I... I mean, I don’t know what got into me....”

“Well I know what got into me,” Julie said, “and fair’s fair, I guess. Gave ‘em a good hard fucking, I take it?” When Mike didn’t immediately answer, she added, “You did, didn’t you? Well, how come you didn’t bring ‘em here for me? Tammy’s never said anything but I’m pretty sure she bats from both sides of the plate, and I love Sylvia to death but I would love to tell her to kiss my ass sometimes... and I’m pretty sure she couldn’t say no, not now, anyway.”

“What?” Mike asked. “But you never... I mean I didn’t think....”

“Honey, last night, more than just my tits got expanded,” she said, bringing her hands up to cup her massive new jugs. “And while they were keeping me busy, I suppose Wendy could tend to you... but you went and left them... hey, where did you leave them?”

Mike smiled a little and with more than a small amount of pride he said, “In a suite on the other side of the hotel. I’m pretty sure they’re still asleep.”

Julie went over to to the maid and pushed her onto the bed. The maid suddenly snapped out of whatever spell she was in, hopped off the bed, and said, “What the... oh, I’m sorry, I’m... I don’t know why... uhm, hahaha this is weird, I’m naked. Let me get dressed up and get out of here. I’m sorry, ma’am, I don’t know what came over me... oooooh....”

Mike laughed at the effect his wife’s body was having on the maid, who was, much to her surprise, getting incredibly horny again, horny for Julie, who was walking over to Mike and taking down his pants. The maid’s jaw dropped in amazement when she saw Mike’s gigantic penis, and when Julie gave her husband’s cock a good squeeze, it firmed up nicely. Julie kept stroking her husband’s huge member, and the maid licked her lips. She didn’t know who she wanted to fuck first.

“Would you like this to come over you?” Julie asked as she used Mike’s new dick to pull him up to the foot of the bed.

The maid, mesmerized at the sight of Mike’s new and improved manhood, allowed Julie to push her down onto the bed again. Julie told her to get on her hands and knees, and she did as she was told. Then, Julie guided her husband’s dick into the maid’s waiting pussy, but stopped right when the head disappeared into her velvety folds. Keeping just the tip inside of the writhing woman, she joked, “Consider this your tip!”

“Ma’am... please....”

Now don’t move, Mike,” Julie said, and went over and sat on the large chair by the bed. Draping one leg over an arm of the chair, she started to lazily rub her glistening pussy. “Show me what you learned last night, stud,” she said.

He grinned and pressed in slowly, his cock sinking in all the way. The woman yelled loudly in her native tongue, shuddering with the best orgasm of her life on Mike’s very first stroke. Mike then got on the bed with the writhing, exotic beauty and proceeded to plow into her, blowing her mind with each thrust. A steady stream of foreign words and phrases that would have made a Portuguese sailor blush with shame began to emanate from the increasingly vocal maid.

The sight of her husband fucking this strange woman was making Julie hotter than she expected. She got up from the chair and crawled onto the bed. “Turn her over,” she said.

Mike thrust into the maid deeply and flexed his cock. He held her hips as she started to flail about, keeping his manhood buried deeply in her as the massive orgasm he was giving her snowballed into something so beyond anything she’d ever experienced in her life that chains couldn’t have contained her frenzied movements. Awkwardly, she tumbled forward, her ragged breathing the only sound she could make.

Julie rolled Isabel over to her back. Then, she moved herself so that her pussy was directly over the Brazilian beauty’s mouth, and gently lowered herself onto the maid. Isabel opened her mouth and licked at the offered gift, enticing Julie to slowly move her hips back and forth over Isabel’s face.

Moving into position, Mike slid his cock back into the maid, who responded by moaning into his wife’s pussy. Then, the married couple kissed. Mike reached out and started playing with Julie’s huge new tits, stopping only to occasionally pinch or flick her hard, sensitive nipples. In no time, she’d cum so many times from her husband’s efforts that Isabel’s face was completely covered in the new bride’s juices.

Julie, appreciating the fact that Isabel continued to lick her and suck on her clit whenever she could get it in her mouth, reciprocated her efforts by reaching down and rubbing Isabel’s clit while her husband laid into her with his massive organ. This was too much for Isabel, who stopped paying attention to Julie’s pussy so she could shout more Portuguese obscenities. That gave Julie got an idea.

Pushing her husband away from her, she got up from Isabel’s face. The maid’s reprieve was short-lived, though, as Julie simply turned around and sat back down on the the face below her. This time, Julie didn’t slide her pussy up and down the maid’s face. Instead, she raised and lowered her hips and ass, teasing her husband as Isabel struggled to keep her mouth in contact with her.

Mike didn’t need to be told twice. He leaned forward, grabbed Julie’s ass, spread it just a little, and started tonguing his wife’s ass. Soon, he had worked a finger into her pussy, and then another, and then one from his other hand slid into her ass as he bit down on her left cheek. This sent Julie over the edge, and once again she came all over Isabel’s pretty face.

The spectacle of it all finally set Mike’s own orgasm in motion, and once again he flexed himself as he thrust into and out of the maid. The sounds she made and the squeeze her pussy put on his dick put him past the point of no return, and at the last second, he pulled out of the still climaxing maid and shot a load onto her chest. The feeling of his white-hot semen sent her reeling, and for the next minute or so, she continued to thrash and shudder on the bed as her mind wound down from the best sexual experience she was ever likely to have.

Once she’d calmed down, Julie told her husband, “OK, that’s enough, she’s got other rooms to clean. I think it’s finally my turn with that thing.”

After she caught her breath, she shakily got up and grabbed her clothes from the side of the bed. On wobbly legs, she went to the bathroom to clean up. Just when she finished dressing, a loud moan followed by a scream from the bedroom made her run back out of the bathroom. She saw Julie on top of her husband, laying on his chest, and she could see that he was buried deep inside her. “Ma’am? Are you OK?”

Julie paid her no mind. “Do... that... again,” she said, sitting up as best she could. Without thrusting at all, Mike seemed to tense up, and as he did Julie began to rock and quake in pleasure until a went into a massive spasm and collapsed on him again.

“Well, what do you think?” Mike asked.

“I think you’re going to fuck me slow and deep,” Julie said, crawling off of him and lying on her back. Mike took the hint and got on top, and a slow, deliberate thrust later, he was one with his wife again. “Then you’re going to fuck me hard and fast and deep. Then you’re going to tease me by not fucking me deep, and then you’re going to slam that thing home and make me scream.”

“Oh?” Mike said, starting in on the first one: slow and deep.

“Then you’re going to fuck me so fucking hard and fast that I can’t remember my name. And then, we start over, doggie-style—”

“And then, I’m going to fuck your ass,” Mike said as his pace quickened.

Julie looked over to where the Isabel was standing. The sight of the happy couple getting happy with each other was having an effect on her. She had lifted her skirt with one hand and was using the other to massage her pussy through her panties with the other. She caught Julie’s eyes and made a face that silently asked, “Can I join in?”

Now is my time with my man, she thought. She smiled politely, shook her head no, and said, “You can leave now,and put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door on your way out, please.” She watched the first woman she’d ever had sex with leave the room, following her sexy ass with her eyes. When Mike noticed this, he sped up his thrusts and started fucking her harder that he’d ever fucked her before.

“Hey now... what’s... a guy... gotta... do to get... some... attention,” Mike said between his heavy breaths, using his cock to push Julie just to the edge of mindless bliss. At the last word, he flexed his cock harder than he had the night before and started pounding her with wild abandon. He forgot to add the “around here” part, because Julie’s pussy suddenly tightened around his massive rod as it pounded in and out of her.

Julie lifted her legs and had them lifted straight back. Mike hadn’t expected her to be so limber, so she decided to go for all-out obscene debauchery and crossed her ankles behind her head. Now bent like a pretzel, Mike furiously fucked her tightening hole, squeezing her tits with his hands while she dug her fingernails into his ass. Still flexing his dick with all his might, he let his climax build up, and he held it back for half an eternity (although the clock registered only about three minutes during this “eternity”). When he finally couldn’t take it anymore, he thrust in as hard as he could.

It was like an explosion. Julie didn’t stop screaming until she was red in the face. Mike wasn’t sure what sounds he’d made, but he did feel the steel bed frame finally give way. The bed slipped awkwardly to the floor under the heaving couple, and when Mike could see clearly again, he started playing with her nipples to slow her descent from her super-orgasm. He’d shot his load into her so hard and deep that he wouldn’t have been surprised if he saw Julie spitting some of the excess out.

Mike backed up, slipping out of Julie’s pussy with a sound best not described in polite company. She brought her legs down and tried to catch her breath as she finally came back to the real world, but her lolling eyes hadn’t had time to focus on her husband when he flipped her over and brought her hips up. Figuring his dick was easily slick enough for what he had planned next, he pressed the head of his massive, still-erect penis up against his wife’s virgin asshole.

“Julie, baby, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this....”

Coming around enough to talk, Julie teased, “Oh, I don’t know if we should... it’s sooooooooooo tight... you’ll never fit it in....”

“Come on, baby, just the tip? Just for a second? Just to see how it feels?” he said, playing along, and slowly guiding his monster into her tightest of holes. It was much tighter than Julie’s pussy, and Mike stopped when he was only head-deep in. “See, now that’s not so bad, is it?”

The utter depravity of the situation filled Julie like a mudslide filling up a valley. She knew the scene was absurdly obscene—here she was on all fours, this monstrously huge thing of her husband’s just barely poking her in the one place she swore nobody would ever poke her, and here she was, her hips starting to roll and wiggle, her ass jiggling with her teasing motions as she tried to get her husband to fill her ass with cum by giving him head with the rim of her ass.

Mike was on to her game, though. He sat back and enjoyed the amazing sensation, and when she’d finally got him dangerously close to the point of no return, he grabbed her ass with both hands and squeezed. He let go so he could change positions, putting himself on his feet squatting behind her. She adjusted herself so that her ass was higher off the bed and her head and shoulders flat on the mattress. Then, slowly, he inched his way in, enjoying her ass inch by inch until his balls were resting against her pussy.

“Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck,” Julie moaned in a low voice.

Mike slid back and then in again, quicker than the first time but not at all fast. Julie dropped another low F-bomb. Mike continued the cycle, speeding up little by little, until he built up a decent rhythm that had Julie moaning constantly. After several minutes of this steady reaming, Mike grabbed a handful of Julie’s hair and fell back to his knees, bringing her head and shoulders up and her hips down a little.

Supporting herself with one hand, Julie reached underneath herself and started fingering her pussy. Mike could feel her motions with his dick, and he started to fuck her ass harder, still holding Julie’s head by her hair. With one hand, he slapped her ass, and that’s when Julie remembered how to speak.

“Again!” she screamed. “Hit me again!” SMACK! “Harder, harder, fuck me harder, spank me harder, EVERYTHING HARDER!!”

Mike would have been remiss if he didn’t comply, so he fucked her harder than ever. In no time, he felt another mass of cum build up in the base of his dick, and he didn’t hold back this time. He kept thrusting as he caulked her colon, and the tightness increased to almost (but not) painful levels as Julie’s ass milked every last drop of his love goo as he withdrew from his wife’s trembling body.

Covered with various and sundry bodily fluids, Julie slid from underneath her husband to lie at his side. After several minutes, they caught their breath and looked into each other’s eyes. Suddenly, they laughed together at the spectacle they’d just made of themselves. Julie reached up and cupped one of her massive new tits, but gently enough not to get her going again. Then she reached for her husband’s neck and drew him toward her.

“Is this going to happen every time?” she asked.

“I hope not,” he answered, “because the furniture and cleaning bills’ll break us!”

“I love you,” she said, kissing him deeply.

“I love you too, Julie,” he said. “Hey... let’s get cleaned up and get some food. I wouldn’t mind going a few more rounds, but I’d like to have enough energy to make it worth it.”

Julie grabbed his soft dick, still slick with all kinds of stuff, and swirled her hand over the head, making it hard again in no time. “Oh, I’m sure it’ll be worth it...,” she said, kissing him deeply and stroking his dick a few times before shouting, “Last one to the shower has to bath the other one and then orally please his spouse and can’t get off until we fuck after lunch!!” She shot off the bed and sprinted toward the bathroom, but when Mike got up and turned to race her, he slapped the middle of his erection squarely against one of the bed posts. Before he could yelp in pain, he heard the shower start, and then his wife’s laugh. “Oh Miiii-keeeey? Better get a wash cloth on your way in, I’m one dirty girl....”

Holding his 12-inch boner and contemplating the fun of bathing a woman with the best ass in the universe, tits to die for, an hourglass figure, and a sex appetite equivalent to that of some moderately-sized Midwestern cities that was aimed squarely at him, Mike laughed. “So this is married life,” he said to himself, and made his way to the bathroom.

Bigg’n’s Chicken Wings & Barbecue Restaurant, two weeks later

Geoff had just finished his meal. If the parole agent doesn’t show up soon, I’m going to take that waitress to the stockroom for some fun... man her tits are nice! A man behind him cleared his throat, and Geoff turned around. His mental probe was slapped away so hard it made Geoff’s head spin.

“We have a name for people like you,” the man said. “That name is recidivist.”

The waitress who Geoff had been lusting after then took the seat in his booth opposite him and added, “Repeat offender.”

The other man got up and sat next to the waitress. Then he started with the introductions. “I’m Larry, and this is Ginger. She’s a Star agent, I’m a Circle, and we’ve been assigned to your case. So, how have you been, Mr. Sanderson?”

“Uh... well, I think I found a job,” Geoff said. “I’m self-employed, in the wedding gift industry.”

“Uh, yeah, I heard,” Larry said. “You got pretty close to the line there.”

“But I didn’t cross it! What can I say, I’m a changed man,” Geoff said.

“Uh-huh,” Ginger said sarcastically. “Changed, huh? You took a few grand from that couple, offering a ‘service’ in which you remade the wife into your ideal whore, fucked her all night long, turned the husband into a mini-you, and let him loose on the world packing new and improved equipment full of powers that, what, he was supposed to just figure out on his own?”

“I did arrange a tutorial...,” Geoff began, explain his way out of trouble.

“I don’t think she’s in the mood for jokes,” Larry said, “and I know I’m not.”

“Anyway,” Ginger said, “I put them both back to normal and Larry fixed up their memories. Everything’s OK. You know, you lost me a bet—Larry said you’d do something like this. ‘Putting a ‘troller in prison is like shaking up a soda; parole opens it up’ were his exact words, if I recall. So we were watching you every step of the way.”

“For the record,” Geoff began, only to be stopped when Ginger held up her hand.

“Did I say you could talk?” Ginger asked. When Geoff shook his head no, she continued. “Oh, and don’t think we didn’t find out about Sarah, you know, the girl from the restaurant who touched a napkin, took that dork’s virginity, and then later got a preview of next year’s tits.”

“Hey now, I was careful with her! First of all—”

“Don’t ever fucking on on a spree like that again, got it?” warned Ginger, whose waitress outfit had morphed into business casual getup. “We had to fix everything you did. It took hours.”

“Look, I’m sorry, I was being careful—”

Ginger interrupted his attempt at an excuse, saying, “Stop right there. It’s simple: don’t go changing someone’s body drastically unless you give them some plausible way to explain it. And don’t turn them loose with an ability, controlled or not, that lets them control other people.”

Geoff, genuinely fearful of being taken back into custody, said, “OK, I understand.”

Larry sighed and said, “Good. Anyway, I decided that since you at least tried to be careful, down to a magical ‘Everything is OK’ note, we decided to set you up with a gig that’ll not only add to the agency’s budget, but it’ll let you do what you love.”

“Please tell me you’re sending me to some place on the coast....”

Larry shook his head and said, “Nope. You’re going to enjoy your new life as a plastic surgeon right here in KC. Well, actually in one of the suburbs... probably Blue Springs. Lots of men and women here have more dollars than sense, and we already know you have a knack for fixing up women’s bodies.”

“Dollars and sense, good one, it sound like ‘cents’ and—” Geoff said before getting cut off by Ginger.

“Stop it, he gets his own jokes. Anyway, it’ll be right up your alley, your patrons will have a built-in cover story, and with your patients and a few nurses to keep you busy, you’ll not only earn an almost honest living, but you should stay out of trouble,” Ginger said.

Larry offered an alternative. “Or, we could operate on your brain and cut out the bits that make you smarter than the average bear. We know where they are, and you won’t miss them. You also won’t miss being able to do math or tie your shoes.”

Geoff smiled and looked back and forth between Larry and Ginger, waiting for one of them to start laughing at the hilarious joke Larry had just made. But Ginger’s face made it clear that she was waiting for a decision, and Larry wasn’t smiling at all.

“You’re not joking, are you?” Geoff said.

They shook their heads no, and Larry produced a business card. “Well?”

Sighing, Geoff took the card, which had his name and new address, and said, “Yippie-ki-yay. Well, when do I start?”

Larry closed his eyes and reached out with his mind. “Good... the cab I ordered for you is waiting outside now, right on time. It’ll take you to the place, and we have a few agents there who will guide you through... well, let’s call it ‘orientation.’ Now get out of here before we change our minds.” With that, Geoff got up and walked out of the restaurant, not even stopping to say goodbye.

“I’m glad you listened to me and told him that you reset them to all to normal, even though we both know that’s not what you did,” Larry said with relief in his voice.

“What do you mean?” Ginger replied, smiling wickedly. She leaned forward, pressed her arms together to enhance her amazing cleavage which now showed through her suddenly less-than-business-casual blouse. In a mock innocent and almost childlike voice, she said, “I towd him the twooff, I pwomise.”

Larry raised an eyebrow. “Look, I’ve been doing the parole thing for a while now, but before that I was a Level 2 Cleaner for, I don’t know, 10 years? Before they started up the Star corps for you folks, we had to fix this stuff with a device that erased all changes and left us to fix their memories. But that’s never been how y’all do it. I take it you left all the physical enhancements intact?”

Ginger sighed and admitted, “You’re damn right! Those two are soooooooo hot! Of course I didn’t change them back. After what they went through, they deserve to be super fucking hot. I just had to bend Julie’s universe a bit so that nobody will notice that she’s suddenly got huge knockers, but it’s nothing I haven’t had to do before. And Sarah’s changes will appear natural enough, no harm there.

“And as for the other stuff Geoff did, you know, the nudity-equals-instant-seduction business? Well, I didn’t so much take away all of Geoff’s gifts as I... uhm, gave them much sharper control.”

“So the lust magnets beneath their underwear are still fully charged? The guaranteed-to-fit cock still does its thing? That’s all still up and running?” Larry asked.

“Well yeah, but they have pretty much total control. They can still ensnare any chick they want with just a quick peek at their fun parts, but they can be selective with it, turn it down, turn it off... whatever the situation calls for. The only thing I got rid of was the bimbo-fying semen; it had to go,” Ginger said.

“Well, the important thing is he thinks we reset them to normal,” Larry said. “Rule number one: never let paroled ‘trollers know that you condone and sometimes do the same stuff they do; it only encourages them.”

“Sage advice,” Ginger acknowledged.

“Indeed. Now... I have a shitload of Release Vouchers, and I plan on cashing in on a few of ‘em. All this nonsense has me in the mood for a woman with supernaturally big boobs. Think you can hook your partner up?”

Ginger grinned and said, “Well, what them over there? They’re both off for the day, they don’t have any real plans tonight... I’ll take the husband, and you can have her. She wears a C-cup, you know, and he... there we go, he has one of those foot-long dicks everybody’s been talking about lately... aw, what the hell, there we go, 14 inches. I can take it if he can. Ooooh, I wonder what it looks like?”

Larry laughed and looked over at the table where the married couple sat. The man suddenly stood up and dropped his slacks, apparently not worried about getting caught with his pants down as he stroked his new and improved manhood. Looking over at the man’s wife, who hadn’t yet noticed her husband’s predicament, he tilted his head and said, “Too flat.”

With a snap of Ginger’s fingers, the married woman’s blouse exploded into a shower of flying buttons and shredded cotton and lycra. Futilely, she covered herself as best she could and looked around, hoping nobody would notice what was happening. The frightened woman’s breasts finally stopped growing when they were just a smidgen larger than a pair of cantaloupes.

Larry held his hand up and said, “Yeah, that’s more like it. Well, shall we?”

With the preparations all in order, the two agents walked over to the confused and increasingly horny couple’s table. “Mr. and Mrs. Giberson, please remain calm,” Ginger said. “This is agent Larry, and I’m agent Ginger. Someone with the ability to alter your bodies and control your minds has targeted you, so we need to get you two back to your house.”

“Why are my titties so big? Titties? ... I mean why are my knockers so fucking huge? Why... what... why can’t I say brrr... breh... brrrrrr-big as fuckin’ titties?” the woman asked, blushing at her unusually blue language. “Holy shit, look at your cock! I mean, it’s huge! Can I suck it?” The woman closed her mouth hard, not quite believing what was coming out of her mouth, and not entirely sure it wasn’t what she wanted to say. Tentatively, she whispered, “Wanna titty-fuck?”

The confused man’s hand stroked his dick as he listened to his wife’s vocabulary take a nose-dive into the gutter. He looked at Larry, but before he could say anything, Ginger grabbed hold of his manhood and gave it a squeeze. Losing the ability to be worried about what was going on, he looked into Ginger’s beautiful cleavage, which seemed to grow the longer he looked at it. Finally, his eyes moved up and met hers.

“Help?” he said, not sure if that was the right word. He didn’t notice that Larry had helped his wife up and was behind her, fondling her massive breasts.

“That’s why we’re here, Mr. and Mrs. Giberson,” Larry said. “Let us take care of you; we’re here to help. Now let’s get you some place safe,” Larry said.

What happened next, though, is a story for next time.