The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Carrie lay back on the floor licking what she could reach of the mess on her own face. Mandy knelt down low with wide eyes focused on Carrie. I sat back while watching Mandy rather than Carrie. She looked like she was ready to pounce.

Carrie looked over to my pet. “You want some?”

Mandy nodded with a slow controlled move.

Carrie held out her hand toward her. “Come here.”

Mandy crawled over, moving like a skittish cat ready to dart at the slightest movement from any of us. When she reached Carrie, she didn’t just lean in to lap at Carrie’s face, she lay down on her belly, wrapping her arms around Carrie’s head and held her gently as she cleaned her. It was quite intimate and I was at a bad angle to enjoy the show.

I got up and moved around the girls to join Alexandria. She bumped my hip with hers as she said, “I thought you were talking to the cops?”

I nodded. “Agent Davis took my statement about an abduction I witnessed last week.” I spoke softly so I wouldn’t interrupt the girls. Mandy was using long sure laps of her tongue and even shared what she scooped with Carrie. Those full soft lips pressing to Carrie’s naturally deep red pair had me rising again.

“You witnessed a kidnapping?” Alexandria asked with a touch of astonishment.

I met her eyes and wondered just how much she knew about the serial kidnappings. “I didn’t know what I was seeing at the time. I don’t think I was much help.”

She nodded as if what I said was enough and then looked back over to Mandy and Carrie. I continued looking at Alexandria, studying the details of her face, her skin, the way her lashes fluttered when she blinked. She had been through a lot and Vikkor seemed to have rescued her from it. Somehow, I didn’t think that was truly the case. I pulled her to me, feeling her warm body as she accepted and lined up to me. Then I turned to watch with her.

Mandy began licking further down Carrie. The brunette closed her eyes and ran her hands over the cat-girl, moaning and occasionally giggling from the tickle of Mandy’s fur and caressing tail. Mandy started kissing and sucking on Carrie’s nipples, pulling at one with her tight lips and letting it go after a few seconds. Carrie moaned and licked her own lips. One of her hands that had been running up and down Mandy’s back slid down and found a full breast to squeeze and pinch. Mandy continued to lick and suck as she swung her butt around to allow her much bigger tits to press to Carrie’s face. They moaned and sucked, licked and writhed while Alexandria and I watched.

It was too much for me. Mandy’s tail swished back and forth, and her ass wiggled below. I could see her wet opening and wanted to fill it, to hold onto her cat-tail and pound her from behind.

Alexandria apparently noticed my response. I felt her lean into me and lick my ear. “Why don’t you join them? I can make some breakfast and then we can take showers.” She tugged at my shorts to pull them free of my hardened prick. Once they were on the floor, I stepped forward and knelt behind Mandy. I didn’t recall taking off my shirt.

I didn’t want to scare her. If she jumped and took off, it would ruin the moment. So I ran my hands over her bottom, feeling the silky fur and her heat. She arched her back and ran her tail over my chest. It did tickle a bit. Then a hand took hold of my cock and directed me at her entrance. Looking to Mandy’s shoulders, I could tell it wasn’t her. Carrie rubbed me against Mandy until she opened and I slid in. That sweet hot entrance felt so enticing, so good. I pushed until my pelvis pressed against my pet. Mandy turned from Carrie’s breasts to look back over her shoulder. Those alien cat-eyes found mine and I knew she wanted it as bad as I did.

Carrie added to the sensation by rubbing and lightly squeezing my sac. However, she remained focused on Mandy’s tits, sucking, licking and occasionally biting her nubs. I hammered at Mandy, feeling my fire scorch her from the inside out. I never actually grabbed her tail to hold on to. I didn’t think she’d appreciate having it dislocated. Her hips made for perfect handles as I slammed away at her.

When I felt my release so close there would be no stopping it, I pulled out and unloaded on Mandy’s backside. Her golden fur was almost as messy as Carrie’s face and hair. Mandy didn’t roll away, but moved to the side as Carrie scrambled around to get to my second offering. I moved around and knelt in front of Mandy. Her lips eagerly licked and sucked what hadn’t escaped me.

I was still hard and she pulled at me, sucking me deeper and swallowing me whole. Her spending got cleaned from me just as mine had. Carrie had swung herself around and continued to lick and suck my fluids from Mandy. I watched her as she watched me. Those dark eyes eager for whatever else she could get. She didn’t mind sharing or even getting something from my other girls. Just like them, she had changed enough to get along with us. Was that a good or a bad thing? Only time would tell.

After Mandy had me sufficiently cleaned I got up and looked at Alexandria in the kitchen. She smiled back. “I’ll get them cleaned up while you finish. Join us when you’re done.” She kissed at me in the air and I returned the gesture. With a wave, Carrie and Mandy followed me to the bathroom.

I was pleasantly surprised with Mandy in the shower. I had always thought that cats hated getting wet but she jumped in and adjusted the temperature without so much as a complaint. She turned under the spray, letting her fur soak up the water. It turned slick and smooth with the running droplets. She arched her back, allowing the spray to saturate her head. Her breasts were full and white against her gold fur, rolling slightly away from each other on her chest, nipples puckered and hard. Carried stepped in behind me and noticed what I was looking at too. However, Mandy straightened and looked at us after wiping water from her face. With the hair on her head smoothed back, her ears stood out more, looking out of place. She noticed us staring. “You better not laugh.”

Laughing wasn’t what I had in mind and Carrie didn’t seem to see anything funny either. We moved forward, a hunger in my eyes and Carrie pressed to my back, ready for whatever happened. I ran my hands up Mandy’s exposed belly and cupped her breasts. I watched my hands advance and felt the weight of her tits. Mandy had watched how I approached but when I touched her, she closed her eyes and arched into me again. For a moment, I played with her, feeling how her breasts slipped trough my grasp, rubbing and pinching her nipples and generally enjoying the one area that neither Vikkor nor I had changed.

I ran my hand down and around her waist, pulling her bare flesh to press to mine. She finally looked up with a slight smile of her own and rubbed her fantastic treasures against me. Carrie reached around and rubbed over Mandy’s cleavage and my chest. She was trying to add to the sensations while getting a feel of things for her self.

On Mandy’s back, the wet fur felt good. It wasn’t just silky smooth and slick with water, more like a soft living washcloth that I could lather up and scrub myself with. It reminded me of something good and welcome. I always used a washcloth in the bath growing up. It was the few times that everything was quiet and no one bothered me or complained about me in some way.

Running my hands up her back, while the water rinsed it back down was an interestingly unique sensation. Mandy arched her back into my hands, “That feels gooooood...” she said, closing her eyes.

“Turn around kitty, let me give you a good scratch,” I said with a slight grin. I was joking but she turned anyway.

Carrie joined me and Mandy groaned as our four hands scratched and rubbed her back from her shoulders to just above her butt. Her tail swished in the water and I could tell she was enjoying it almost as much as me hammering at her from behind. I felt her emotions as she let us pet her, and that cat hidden deep in her psyche was purring.

“Wow, she really likes this,” Carrie commented. I just nodded.

Finally Mandy turned away, “Okay, that’s enough. Any more and I’ll be trying to fuck you again Ral.”

Interesting. Getting scratched and petted like a real cat was a turn on for her. I’d have to keep that in mind. She pressed to me, her mouth seeking mine. I was sandwiched between them, feeling, kissing, and occasionally nipping tender places. All the attention was more than adequate. I had risen again and my poker rubbed between Mandy’s thighs.

She squeezed me. “Why don’t you let Carrie find out what you can really do?” Mandy looked past me to the brunette at my back.

I reached behind me to pull Carrie around but she resisted. “Why don’t we clean up first, then we can do something that’ll require more soap,” she suggested.

Mandy nodded and I agreed.

They each grabbed scrubbies and started lathering me up. I worked on my hair. The last shower I’d had with two women proved how fast three pairs of hands could clean a body. Mandy was next and cleaned quickly too, but with soft slick fur covering most of her body it was difficult to tell whether all the soap had been removed. We finished with Carrie. She was soon slick with cleanliness and the warm water.

I had relaxed a bit while we scrubbed each other off, but the feel of her skin was enough for me to start getting ready for more of what we had enjoyed earlier. Her smile widened when she felt me press against her and almost automatically, she turned. She pulled my arms around her like I was a big warm horny cloak and attached my hands to her breasts. Wiggling her butt against my engorging meat, I rose up between her legs. He hands met me and began stroking me like my cock was her own.

I watched Mandy drop to her knees and felt her tongue and lips dance around my head. Carrie stroked me while Mandy blew me. Who could ask for more? Well, big tits are always nice. Mandy rose up and ran hers along my exposed shaft. Carrie moved with me as I slowly pushed my way through Mandy’s cleavage.

“Wow. This is so different,” Carrie commented as she watched what I must see often enough. She leaned her head back, kissed my cheek and said, “I wish I had bigger breasts so I could find out what it would be like to have you like that.”

I had been playing with Carrie while fucking Mandy. Carrie’s request didn’t go unheeded. With my weakness for big soft breasts, and a fantastic pair wrapped around me, it was everything I could do to not fill Carrie out to match Renée. However, my desires did get through and once again I felt the warm liquid pass through my hands to the targets I wanted to change. She inflated. Just like with Yvonne, she overflowed in my hands before the growth stopped and just like before, I was shocked by what had happened. My astonishment wasn’t just that it had happened. I already knew about my gift, but it was the loss of control. It was supposed to be tempered by what I really wanted, what I truly desired.

Carrie’s moaning got louder. Mandy stopped stroking me and stood up. “I’ve never seen anything like that...” She reached out and ran her hands over Carrie too.

Carrie pressed her slick ass against me, “Yes, Kitty. Play with them, lick and suck them.” She looked back over her shoulder at me. “Fuck me, Ral. While she sucks on me, fuck me.” She reached down and pushed me back to aim my tip at her entrance. Then she thrust back onto me. The sudden tightness was nice but her sharp intake of breath had me worried, “Shit! Fuck!” She screamed as she pulled off and tried to take me again.

Pain was not supposed to be a part of our union. I reached up and held her hips, “Carrie, let me.”

She nodded, and let me go. With one hand on the wall and the other holding Mandy to her tits, she steadied herself.

I ran my length back and forth, letting her pussy feel what was going to be entering. I had a lot to offer and she hadn’t really thought about what she had tried to pack into herself. I slid my hands down her ass, to her lips, hot and wet with both water and her need. She expected the fit to be tight, so that’s what I made it, but not painfully so. It had bothered me to boost her breast size because it wasn’t really necessary, but altering her to be able to accept me would be. Tight was right and she arched her entire body while accepting all that a woman should not be able to.

When she felt my hips press to her ass, she looked back at me, “Oh God! Ral fuck me, make me yours!”

I reached around her waist and pulled her back. She moved gingerly with me packed into her. Once she was upright, I whispered, “You are mine.” I thrust up into her, “Mine to taste,” another thrust, “mine to kiss,” thrust, “and mine to fuck.” I lifted her thigh and put her foot on the tub wall. She leaned toward the opposite shower wall with one hand and reached up to hold my head as I kissed and nibbled on her neck. Carrie arched more as I began humping harder and deeper. Over her shoulder I had the added stimulus of watching Mandy’s full lips and pink tongue lick and suck on Carrie’s large extended nipples.

“Yes, yours... fuck me, I’m yours...” she chanted. It didn’t bother me that she was just giving in to me. I had a feeling it was more to do with the sex than anything. She had been more defiant the night before with Vikkor. So, I let her believe that I was taking her. She was already a part of the family and thoroughly enjoying the maddening pace of the pounding I was providing. So was there any reason to stop?

Placing my foot on the tub wall next to Carrie’s, I matched her angle as I reached around to feel her larger breasts. Mandy sucked on my fingers as well as Carrie’s tits. Before long, all the stimulation had Carrie singing and grabbing at both of us as she tried to stay upright. It wasn’t difficult for me to hold her up, but her squeezing tight honey pot had me joining her calls of bliss. I discharged a heavy load deep in her quivering slit and with as tightly as I was packed in her, a lot of it came right back out. Mandy was on her knees quickly, licking and sucking our intermingled juices from our legs and lower things.

The bathroom door cracked open, “Ral. You’re not using all the hot water, are you?” It was Alexandria.

I was surprised at Carrie’s answer, “Come on in. There’s more than just showers to take care of here.” She squeezed me with her soppy cunt.

Quietly I asked, “What are you doing?”

She smiled and gave me a quick kiss, “Let me get out. There won’t be enough room for all four of us.” She smiled down at Mandy.

I withdrew and let her down, one leg at a time as Alexandria slipped into the shower. Her eyes took in my unrelenting hardness. Carrie slipped out and I could tell she was having trouble standing. “Are you okay?” I asked.

She looked up and smiled. “I’ll be alright. Just a bit unsteady. I’ve never cum like that before.” Another brilliant smile and she stepped out of the bathroom.

Mandy had taken to cleaning me directly and I let her. When she started swallowing me whole I wondered what more could she want. “You still not satisfied?”

She pulled away smiling. “I just like the way you feel sliding between my lips.” I couldn’t help but smile back. I liked the way it felt sliding between her lips.

Alexandria started rubbing my back in large smooth circles. “You already get cleaned up?”

I looked to her and nodded. “We can scrub you if you’d like.”

She smiled and nodded. Mandy moved back to the back of the tub. I wasn’t sure if it was so she could continue being in the water or just get another chance at me.

My pole was completely hard and slapped against Alexandria’s hip when I turned. She looked down and smiled. “At least it’s good to know my past hasn’t turned you off from me completely.”

“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.”

She looked up. “It’s okay, really.” She pushed me down and let me back up between her legs. My length rubbed against her sex and she moved in closer to me. Using her heated genitals to rub me, she reached up and pulled my face to hers. After a deep kiss she pulled back. “I actually like sex in a shower. All the water washing away any fluids and allowing things we might not try on a bed.” She pressed her thighs together, like a big fleshy glove wrapped around me and slid her hips back and forth, “This would chafe after a bit without the water.”

I had to admit, it did feel good, but how much was she getting out of it. I never found sex fun unless the woman I was with was enjoying herself too. Our skin was so pressed together it took nothing to feel what she felt. She was getting really heated from feeling my thick veined rod rub along her lips and occasionally catch her clit. If the rhythm stayed steady, she could get off just with what we were doing. Fortunately, the romp I’d just had with Carrie quieted my thirst because it wasn’t quite enough for me. As long as I was, my head stood out past her luscious thighs and ass.

Alexandria remained blissful with the rubbing and her lips were busy kissing the water on my neck. I craned to look around her to Mandy. She was kneeling behind Alexandria, watching at my throbbing head slipping back and forth from between Alexandria’s thighs. For a second Mandy looked like a cat watching a mouse before pouncing. Then, just as suddenly as a hunter, she lurched forward and locked her thick lips and soft tongue onto my bulging tip. It felt good.

I held Alexandria with one arm around her waist. I held Mandy’s face as best as I could reach. Then I started moving, sliding my cock between Alexandria’s thighs and in and out of Mandy’s velvety mouth. It was virtually the same position I had just enjoyed with Carrie and Mandy, but with my hunger sated for the moment and the way Alexandria clung to me verses Carrie’s attempts to hold onto the wall made the biggest difference. Alexandria kept her thighs locked together tightly, allowing me to drive against her. She was getting closer. Mandy’s hunger for me built too and she had started pressing forward to take more of me into her swallowing throat.

Alexandria started shaking. Her orgasm added to the sensation, added to the lubrication, and added to the flavor Mandy was enjoying. She in turn had started moaning with me pressing against the back of her mouth. Alexandria jerked in my arms, fully in the throes, her strong legs locked down on me. Mandy had picked up her pace, reached around to grab my ass, and tried to force me deeper into her gullet. It was more stimulation than I expected and their pinnacles brought me along quickly.

I got out of the shower and they continued bathing and probably some playing. After drying off, I left the bathroom just as my front door opened. Renée stepped in and smiled. She must have heard the girls giggling behind me. I had just enough time to notice her tight shorts and a tied-over button up, short-sleeve shirt, because at that moment something foul happened. Something hit me like a frying pan to the face and I stumbled. I didn’t see the room any more, I couldn’t see anything. Someone was yelling. Someone was calling for help. Impressions of hatred and fear hit me hard. Collapsing, the last thing I saw was Renée and Alexandria leaning over my prone form.