The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“You’re kidding,” Stephanie said.

“Nope,” I replied.

“A neural compound?”

“Yep.”

“Brain food? Like amino acids? Stuff like that?”

“There’s nothing in there that’s not already in your brain.”

“But in much smaller quantities.”

“Right.”

“What’s it supposed to do again?”

“It will allow you to easily use more of your brain’s capacity.”

“It’ll make me smarter.”

“Scary smart. But you’re no dumb blonde already.”

“But I am blonde, right?”

“Well, yeah.”

“And a cheerleader...”

“What’s your point, Stephanie?”

“I am perceived as dumb ... which I would be if I drank that stuff.”

“Why would I do anything to hurt you?”

“You wouldn’t—intentionally.”

“We’ve been friends since first grade, Steph.”

“I know. And I trust you more than I trust any guy I’ve dated.”

“I know. And why is that?”

“You know why.”

“I want to hear it.”

“I know you’re not trying to get into my pants.”

“And why is that?”

“Because you knew me when I was a skinny little geek.”

“With braces, and a training bra...”

“That was a while back, you know.”

“At least two Ds ago. So you’ve grown a body. This is about your mind.”

“I’m your bud, rigtht?”

“Right!”

“You wouldn’t hurt me?”

“No! Never. Cross my heart.”

“Or trick me?”

“What does that mean?”

“Oh, nothing, I guess.”

“So? Will you try it?”

“You really think this works?”

“I do. You’ll be a great doctor one day. Or lawyer!”

“It might be cool to be the smartest girl in the school. But why have I never heard of the stuff?”

“Dunno. Maybe you don’t read the same magazines I do.”

“What’s it called again?”

“Inspira,” he lied.

“And why haven’t you taken any?”

“Because there wouldn’t be enough for you.”

“OK.”

“OK what?”

“OK, Justin. You know I trust you. But you have to promise me one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“You have to take me to the ER and pump my stomach if I get sick.”

“I swear. So you’ll take it?”

Stephanie Albritton, valdectorian and head cheerleader at Central High, laughed nervously and nodded at her best guy friend, Anthony Burke. In recent years, theirs had been a rocky friendship as she blossomed into a busty golden girl and he remained a skinny geek. But their years of total trust and never doing a bad thing to each other was in her mind as she accepted the small vial of dark green liquid from her friend. It cost Tony a year of his long-saved college tuition, money he’d made fixing computers, but it was about to be worth it.

“Cheers,” Stephanie said with a smile. She drank it down like medicine.

“Bottoms up,” Tony said. He was not smiling as widely as she.

“Gah. That’s awful, Tony!” she said, making a face.

“No, it isn’t,” he replied.

“What do you mean?”

“It tastes wonderful. Sweet and cold. Tastes like pure apple juice.”

“You know ... I don’t know what I was thinking. It did taste good, sweet and cold.”

“See?”

“And how quick does it work?”

“Already is. You brain will absorb anything you hear in the next five minutes and accept it totally.”

“I feel smarter.”

“Your brain is opening itself for an imprint. Any command you receive in that period of time will be permanent.”

“Command?”

“Yes, Stephanie. You will have to obey anything I tell you. That will always be the case because you are about to be imprinted with a phrase.”

“What phrase is that?”

“’Hot cunt Stephanie.’ You will always be willing and compliant from now on. Now say it back to me.”

“Hot Cunt Stephanie.”

“Here is your first permanent imprint: you will remain a hard-working student, a loving daughter and the same dedicated cheerleader. But you know deep inside you are my slave and desire my approval more than anything. You love me and will only want to have sex with me unless I tell you to have sex with someone else.”

“I do love you, Tony. I always have; didn’t you know that?”

“I know. Imprint two: you will want to be naked whenever we’re together. You will always sleep in the nude and walk around your home in the nude. You love your body because I love your body.”

“I love my body, Tony. Is it OK to take off my clothes now?”

“Not until I tell you. You’re still in the school building, you know.”

“Yes, master.”

“Call me Tony. Or lover.”

“Yes, Tony or lover.”

“Just call me Tony.”

“Sorry, Tony.”

“Stephanie my love, it’s okay to suck my dick now. Swallow any cum that I might produce.”

“Sure thing, Tony.”

Stephanie Albritton, who discovered sex and loved it more than six months ago, was eager to show her friend all of the skill she’d acquired at cocksucking—even though she’d never had a romantic thought about Tony Burke. She knelt down in front of him, and looked up at him with a bright smile as she unzipped his jeans. She stuck out her long tongue and drew his above-average cock into her mouth while still somehow smiling. Stephanie never took her eyes off of Tony’s as she immediately showed her knack for deep throating a cock. Tony glanced over to make sure he locked the door to the science lab; his service as an aide had long since given him key privledge to this department. And it was here, following an internet “myth,” he learned the secret to what he called “brain sauce.” His oldest and best female friend, who’d long since moved on and largely forgotten him, was a perfect guinea pig.

He shot his first load in about 15 seconds.

“I have more, Stephanie. Lick me clean and don’t stop doing what you’re doing.”

“Okay, Tony,” she actually said with a mouthful of cock.

Inside Stephanie’s rapidly changing brain, the reality was different.

This is so great, sucking the cock and swallowing the sperm of my good friend Tony! she thought. I feel like such a whore! I never knew it felt so good to be a shameless cum slut. He tastes so good! I want to do this every day if he’ll let me. Oh! My God, that’s the best stuff I’ve ever swallowed. I can’t believe I’m so lucky to drink him down.

“Thank you, Tony.”

“You’re a good friend, Stephanie.”

“Thank you, Tony. Make I take off my clothes now?”

“Just your sweather and bra. I haven’t seen your boobs since they grew.”

“Sure, Tony. I love my boobs. I love my body because you love it.”

Without a pause, her sweater came off and her bra fell to the floor beside it.

“My God, Stephanie. They’re bigger than I realized. You’re more than a double-D, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Tony. They grew so much that I try to keep them smushed down as much as I can. Do they make you happy?”

“Very. You must not hide them any more. You should go without a bra when you know you’ll be with me.”

“Okay, Tony. No problem. But aren’t you worried they might sag?”

“I don’t care. Do you care?”

“I don’t care if you don’t care, Tony.”

“Now lick me clean and make me hard again.”

“Okay, mmph.”

As she continued to suck, Tony completed the imprinting.

“Stephanie, you will not do anything improper when in public with me, but you will happily let everyone know that you’re my girl,” he said, struggling to concentrate as she sucked out his second load. “You will have sex with other girls at my request, and will not have a problem teasing and fucking your own family if I say it is okay. You will follow any command I give you when you hear your imprint phrase.”

Tony took a little longer to climax, but he had enough left for Stephanie to imagine she’d just gotten the second course of a gourmet meal. She cleaned up dressed and left ahead of Tony, her bra now tucked away in his book bag.

Stephanie could not stop from smiling as she went through the rest of the school day. Since she knew she might see Tony at some time, she left her bra off and caused dozens of hallway collisions as boys and girls alike gawked at the popular cheerleader’s newly freed E’s and her sharply potruding nipples. The jiggle factor alone led to several masturbatory fantasies that night. But she thought it was her own idea —just like the interesting desire she was currently having for someone to fondle her breasts or rub her pussy through her jeans. She only knew she could not tell anyone her secret desire—because it was a secret! (It was also one of Tony’s final imprint commands).

No such help came, so the moment she climbed into her new Saturn (a birthday present from her doting parents), she undid her jeans and satisfied her need all the way home. She was glad her car was an automatic because she knew she would be driving one-handed much of the time in the future as well.

Pants still undone, Stephanie licked her fingers clean as she stepped out of her shiny red car. Instead of coming straight into the house via the carport door, she walked through a big wooden gate into the Albritton’s very private back yard. Her mother and sisters had, like Stephanie, long been sun worshippers and all of the Albritton women had grown up without tan lines. She dropped her backpack and quickly peeled off her clothes as if she were on fire.

“Oh, thank God,” she said to God as she literally danced around the yard to celebrate her freedom from all of her constricting clothes. It didn’t matter that it was only 40 degrees outside—to Stephanie, the hardening of her nipples and clit were as if God were touching her directly. God, she needed to be touched.

“Stephanie?” her mother called, having heard her car arrive. “Are you out here?” Upon seeing her daughter’s dance with God, the firm, fit 45-year-old surpressed a laugh.

“Goodness, girl. Can’t you wait until spring before you start prancing around out here?” she called.

“Mother! The greatest feeling ...” she began, forgetting she couldn’t say what she was feeling.

“What is it?” Marie Albritton asked.

“I feel so wonderful. I can’t help it!” Stephanie shouted as she ran up to hug her mother. Catching her by surprise, Stephanie kissed her mom full on the lips and inserted her tongue into her mouth and began to pass along the side effect to the “brain sauce” Tony knew nothing about. Stephanie’s body chemistry had changed, and the chemicals that Tony gave her had a similar affect on her mother—as they would on any other member of her immediate family.

It took only a moment for Marie to return the kiss.

Suddenly understanding her daughter’s need, she began running her hands over Stephanie’s massive boobs and tweaked her very erect nipples. But it wasn’t until she reached between Stephanie’s legs and cupped her oozing pussy in her hand that their new relationship was fully realized. Marie put her sticky fingers in her mouth and savored her daughter’s juices. Moments later, Stephanie had pulled down her mother’s sweat pants and showed Marie her head-giving ability was equal to her cocksucking.

“Stephanie, you do that so well!” she explained as she held her daughter’s head to her crotch. Stephanie merely nodded, but she again locked her eyes lovingly on her mom. Perhaps Marie had been closest to the youngest Albritton sister, Megan (who at age 16 was already not-so-little), but Stephanie knew she was sealing a bond with her mother that would be unique.

Stephanie was wrong. Tony, it turned out, wasn’t a smart as he thought. Tony, no relative, would not be affected directly. But this was an adventure of his making that he would soon reap.

Stephanie’s perfect technique soon had Marie Albritton coming and spurting juice all over her daughter’s face. After taking a moment to catch her breath, she brought her daughter to her feet and slowly, senuously licked her juices off Stephanie’s pretty face. They then shared a longer, gentler kiss that sealed their secret bond. Marie would return the favor and the two Albritton women would shower off their lovemaking before any other family member came home. Thomas Albritton noticed that neither his wife nor Stephanie was wearing a bra—and, in fact, were barely wearing anything—but that was hardly unique in the hedonistic Albrittons’ home. Even when Marie came to bed totally nude, it was merely a signal to her husband that a night of passion was in the offing. It was—longer and wilder than it had been in ages. As a result, he was sound asleep and exhausted when Marie padded down the hall to her daughter’s room and continued their explorations of all things sexual. When Doug awoke, he was surprised to see his wife covered in sweat in the cool house. However, her smell was intoxicating and he awoke her with a gentle sucking of what seemed to be an enlarged nipple.

“Oh! Honey, I think I need a shower this morning. Join me?” she whispered to Doug. That was all he needed to hear; Mom and Dad Albritton were late for breakfast, leaving Stephanie and Megan on their own.

Megan Albritton, a blossoming beauty queen, looked anything but as she trudged into the kitchen wearing a football jersey, plaid pajama bottoms and fuzzy slippers. Her hair was askew and she had yet to cover her mild case of acne with her expensive medicinal make-up. The first thing she noticed was the absence of any cooking smells; the second was Stephanie eating a bowl of cereal at the table, completely naked.

“Are you naked?” she asked though half-opened eyes.

“Yes!” Stephanie said with an almost celebratory laugh, standing up and spining around to confirm her younger sister’s observation. “Mom said it was OK to go without as long as it was just family.”

“Uh, OK,” Megan said, sitting down and staring hard at her sister. “Where is she, anyway?”

“Oh, Dad’s fucking her in their shower,” Stephanie said, sitting back down and resuming eating as if nothing had just happened.

“You know how weird this all looks, right?” Megan asked her sister.

“So? I love my body!” Stephanie said, again opening her arms wide even as she held her cereal spoon.

“And are your boobs bigger?” Megan asked.

“No. I think they might be a little firmer and not as saggy,” Stephanie correctly deduced.

“How can that be?” her sister asked.

“Come here and I’ll tell you,” Stephanie whispered. “But it’s a secret.”

Megan was having none of that.

“There’s nobody here but us, stupid,” she said.

“I AM NOT STUPID!” Stephanie shouted, slamming her spoon her near-empty bowl. “I am smarter than you or anyone now!”

“Why?” Megan said, about a second away from bolting out of the kitchen.

“It’s a secret,” Stephanie said, again whispering.

“Oh, okay. I’ll play along,” Megan said, sliding closer to her sister despite being put off by her blatant nudity.

Stephanie locked her eyes onto Megan’s as she leaned closer, allowing her to surprise her younger sister when she reached behind her head to pull her close. Before she could shout her disgust, Megan found herself kissing Stephanie full on the lips and receiving her sister’s tongue. But after a moment, it didn’t seem nearly as gross and she allowed the kiss to develop into a full-on, passionate embrace. Megan did not resist when Stephanie took hold of Megan’s hand and placed it on her left breast.

“It does feel firmer, sis,” Megan said in a normal, sisterly voice, even though it came between kisses.

“Suck my nipples. Please, babe,” Stephanie said in an urgent voice. Megan eagerly complied, even drawing a gasp as she gently chewed on one of her sister’s prolific nipples.

“Me, too,” Megan said as she straightened up to remove her jersey. She was not wearing a bra first thing in the morning, of course, but having sprouted only recently, they were riding high and proud on her chest.

Stephanie whistled her approval, but took only a moment to latch onto one of Megan’s creamy, tanned breasts.

“You’ve sprouted these since summer, haven’t you?” Stephanie said, looking up into Megan’s wide eyes. Megan, a tear trickling down her cheek from the intense feeling, could only nod.

“Take off your jammies,” Stephanie said in her dramatic whisper. Megan nodded and slipped off her plaid bottoms and her cute white panties. She was already oozing sex. “Sit on the table.”

Megan, biting her lip but suddenly in dire need of whatever it was Stephanie was planning, knew to spread her legs wide before her sister. But Stephanie paused and looked up at her sibling.

“You’re still a virgin, aren’t you?” she asked.

“Ooo! Of course!” she replied with a frown, still a young girl for the moment.

“Trust me?” Stephanie asked, her face still mere inches from Megan throbbing pussy.

“I-I guess,” she replied. Without a word, Stephanie reached into a nearby drawer and pulled out a rubber handled spatula. She sprayed the handle with canola oil and, before Megan could react or protest, slid the rubber handle into her pussy and ruptured her hymen straightaway. Megan screamed from the sharp pain, but it was quickly followed with a remarkable feeling that had no name as Stephanie ran her long tongue into her newly torn vagina and sucked on her clit even as she slurped down the blood of her hymen and the juice of the orgasm that followed.

Doug and Marie Albritton heard the scream and came down into the kitchen—with a naked Marie still wrapped around her equally nude husband’s torso, his cock rock-hard inside her pussy.

“Who screamed?” they said in tandem. Doug froze when he saw his nude daughters coupled together. Seeing the same thing, Marie immediately came again, her cunt spasming around Doug’s erection. The quivering feeling caused him to come and subsequently go weak in the knees. He sat in the nearest chair, Marie still wrapped around him.

“So, you’ve included Megan, too?” Marie asked. Stephanie, eyes locked on Megan’s, merely nodded. Megan, her changing body chemistry making the pain stop almost immediately, also nodded as she bit her lip.

“Well, then, I think Megan needs her momma,” Marie said as she climbed off of Doug’s cock. Realizing his daughters were looking at his erection, Doug grabbed a handy dishtowel and covered himself. “Stephanie, you need to bring Dad into the loop. I can’t.”

Stephanie, licking off Megan’s blood, paused to kiss her mother. Marie licked Stephanie’s face clean, then walked slowly and seductively over to her youngest daughter.

“Stephanie showed me a few things I didn’t really understand,” she said, reaching up and touching Megan’s cheek. “It turns out we Albritton women haven more than one way to love one another. I’m glad she didn’t waste any time showing you the way.”

Without a word, lanky Megan wrapped her long legs around her petite mother and drew her closer. They embraced in a kiss that embraced and transformed their lifetime of unconditional love into a growing passion that would soon be out of control. But for the moment, Marie pulled away from the kiss and offered her daugher her hand. Marie and Megan then walked out of the kitchen and towards the girl’s bedroom, hand-in-hand.

Only then, did Doug Albritton make eye contact with his middle daughter. Stephanie looked back, unblinking and nodded. After a moment, Doug also nodded and Stephanie slowly, gracefully, lowered herself onto his needy erection.

“No ...” he said, trying to rise. Stephanie pushed him back onto the seat, hands on his shoulders. Both threw their heads back for a moment, but Stephanie quickly pulled herself down to her father and kissed him as if he were the only man that mattered to her. As with Megan a short time before, it took only a moment for Doug’s reluctance to dissolve and they were soon in full rutting mode, Stephanie working his cock like the sex-hungry teenager she had secretly been.

“Yeah! Fuck me, daddy! Fill me up!” she cried, feeling her father’s considerable size stretching her more than she expected. For his part, Paul decided to fuck her like the sweet-smelling Barbi doll she was. He looked past the familiar face and instead concentrated on the massive boobs that did not look like they belonged on the petite teen. He watched the magical sway of their motion as Stephanie writhed on his cock and wordlessly drove it up into the teenager as far as he could.

They both came screaming, his load larger than any of the three his wife coaxed from him overnight. As they caught their collective breaths, the new lovers finally made eye contact and, once again, Stephanie’s unblinking gaze cemented the new bond. She rose off of her father’s cock and knelt down, taking it into her mouth and licking it clean. She never once looked away; Doug slowly stroked her hair.

Down the hall in Megan’s cluttered room, Marie and her daughter were into a 69, Marie going wild over the bloody taste of her virginal daughter, Megan enjoying her first taste of cum as much of her father’s output remained inside Marie. Orgasms washed over both women, but neither paused for more than a moment; their education was growing as their brains altered to accept much more information than the normal, unchanged human brain. Tony’s mystery elixr was more potent than he could have dreamed.

An hour later, after Stephanie had orally drained her father’s cock once again and after Marie and Megan brought each other off by rubbing their pussies against the other’s, the four sweaty, nude Albrittons sat around the kitchen table and took stock of their situation.

“Something started with Stephanie,” Marie said. “She came home like this.”

“I had a wonderful day at school,” Stephanie said as Megan sat in her lap and stroked her hair. “Tony gave me this wonderful brain drink that makes me feel so much more alive. I feel smarter, sharper.”

“Why could only you affect me?” Doug asked.

“I couldn’t because I wasn’t related to you by blood,” Marie said, suddenly aware that she knew. “This stuff works through DNA, amino acids, the basic stuff of life.”

“God, Mom, how you;’d know that?” Megan asked.

“You forget. I went to nursing school. I learned a lot of useless stuff about DNA and genetics,” Marie said, getting up and sitting squarely in Doug’s lap. With a wiggle, his still-erect cock went directly up her asshole. She sighed as she settled into his lap, fully filled.

“Impressive, Mom. Especially since Daddy’s dick has grown,” Stephanie said between nips at Megan’s nipples.

“So what has Tony done to you?” Doug asked Stephanie as he hugged the love of his life.

“He has commanded me to love him. But I’ve always loved him. He’s my best bud,” Stephanie said, frowning.

“But you’ve barely talked over the last year or so,” Marie began.

“Since you became a cheerleader,” Megan added.

“You really pushed him aside,” Doug said. “We all noticed.”

“He paid you back,” Marie said wisely, “and got us all in the bargain.”

“Well, I intend to thank him by fucking his brains out,” Stephanie said. “But first, I want to spend the night with my sexy, loving ... mother.”

“That leaves you and me, Daddy,” Megan said, rising off of Stephanie’s lap. “Sis, thanks for taking my cherry.”

Marie leaned over to whisper to her older daughter.

“Steph, put on your cheerleader’s uniform,” she said. Stephanie smiled a dazzling smile and nodded. She tenderly kissed her mother, hand to her cheek, then walked down the hall in a manner that the rest of her family paused to watch her.

“Get dressed up,” Doug told Megan. “I’m taking you out on a date.”

“But isn’t it late?” Megan said, glancing up at the clock.

“Not for a midnight movie,” Doug said. “Your sexiest short skirt— and no panties.”

“You can borrow my heels,” Marie said. Megan nodded and ran down the hall after her sister.

“Stephanie!” she called, getting her sister to turn around. “Help me with my makeup!”

Ten minutes later, Stephanie—wearing her cheerleader skirt and sweater—but no panties—was leaning over and applying eyeliner to her totally dressed sister. Megan had on a backless black minidress and near-stiletto black heels. She wore bright red lipstick, her hair simply but beautifully styled. Marie and Doug stood silently in the doorway, proud but aroused parents.

“They’re so beautiful,” Marie said, hugging her husband.

“Did you always have a lesbian streak in you?” he quietly asked his wife.

“No—and I don’t now,” she answered. “This is strictly an incest thing. I fucked my Daddy and older brother, too. What about you?”

“Right now, I would fuck anything that twitched,” he said. “I hope we schedule a slumber party real soon.”

“You’d better behave and fuck what we can control,” Marie said, giving his balls a squeeze through his dress slacks. “No underwear for you, either, huh?”

“Seemed counterproductive,” Doug said. “You about ready, sweetie?”

Both sisters looked up and gasped with surprise. Marie was standing there in a perfect match for her daughter in a Central High cheerleaders uniform.

“Mom, that’s mine,” Megan, captain of the J.V. squad, said.

“And you don’t need it tonight, do you?” she said, shashaying across the room towards her daughters. “Teenagers aren’t the only ones with fantasies.”

“We’re almost done here,” Stephanie said, capping the eyeliner. “I think she’s a beautiful woman.”

“Now and forever,” Marie said. Doug said nothing, but unzipped his pants and let his still growing erection out to enjoy its full freedom.

“Don’t keep you date waiting,” Marie said, handing a stylish black bag to her daughter. “You have lipstick, money and your cell phone in there. Now go out there and enjoy becoming an adult.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Megan said. Both Stephanie and Marie prevented her from kissing anyone due to her lipstick. Instead, they sent her on her way to the door. She walked effortlessly in the heels and gave her father’s cock a gentle squeeze as she approached.

“Put that thing away for a little while, at least,” Megan said with a look that said Doug would have a formidable woman for a date this night.