The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Before

“Its just a pill.”

Shawn was right. The Regener Breast Augmentation were cheap, quick, and safe.

“I’ll think about it, okay?” she asked as she pinned on her “Lei Zang” name tag.

Later that day, as test tubes spun in a centrifuge, she pondered the issue. She had pressed the safety issues, having to change the wedding dress, and the big hitter, “can’t you love me for what I am.”

It wasn’t any of those things that bothered her. She never told her fiance Shawn this, but he probably guessed. It was the ‘Marvelous’ doctor Marvin himself that put her off.

Marvin’s nanotech treatments had not only made him one of the richest men in the world, but one of the most popular. People loved stories of veterans with regrown arms or a paralyzed father’s repaired spine. She was practically addicted to that new show, Walking-Again.

However, Lei had a bit more ‘personal’ experience with Dr. Marvin which soured her view. He wasn’t even a doctor, his PHDs were all honorary degrees. She knew him as Justin Marvin, the geeky grad student.

They had both worked under the same professor for months before Justin had asked her out. They had never talked much before that. She wasn’t really into him at all, but she figured she could let him down easy, and maybe just be friends.

She cringed as she thought about their one and only real experience together. He had brought her to something of a biology house party. The party was actually really fun, but Justin was lame and kept asking her if she was alright. Finally she said she had to go to the bathroom, just to get away from him.

On the stairs going up she met her first real boyfriend. Shawn was tall, athletic, and an alpha. He was a kinesiology major and was going to be a fitness trainer… and he sure gave her a workout that night. She still felt a bit bad about ditching Justin and going home with Shawn, but Shawn was so much more her type. She didn’t mean for it to happen, it was just destiny. Shawn and her were perfect for each other.

Shortly after, Justin Marvin had dropped out of school. She hadn’t heard anything about him until a few years later, and it seemed everything had turned out for the best. Justin Marvin was now a mega-billionaire and she was going to marry the man she loved.

She sighed.

Honestly, she would a love bigger breasts… to actually have them! This wouldn’t just be a nice wedding gift for Shawn. She had always wanted them. She considered herself to be as hot as a flat chested Asian girl could be. She had no complaints about the rest of her body. It was so damn unfair growing up with her white girlfriends who didn’t have the looks she had, but who hypnotized men with their larger cup size.

These nano-treatments would be easy and permanent, wired into her very DNA. Not only would this be an improvement for herself, but any daughters would never have to go through that awkwardness. Not that she really wanted children, but still important to consider with how adamant Shawn was on having a family.

“I am being so unreasonable,” she thought. Shawn came from a Catholic family, and had always wanted lots of children. She had zero interest in being a pregnant cow. Lei was focused on her career, and had plans to travel the world. Maybe she’d feel different and want a child of her own one day, but not now.

Adoption was never discussed, but the idea did pass her mind many times. Wait a decade or so, then adopt a child, that might appease him and allow her to avoid the more unpleasant aspects of childbearing.

She liked the idea, but at the same time, she felt like she was peeling away at Shawn’s dreams. He was a good man and he deserved something from her. The treatment would be a great present.

“I can do this for myself, for Shawn, for our marriage,” she thought, ”but I’m avoiding it because of awkward memories? I’m letting the fact that the pills come from Marvin’s company bother me, letting it hurt my future, this is stupid.” She picked up her phone, booking the soonest appointment.

“We’ll send these DNA and body scans to Regener,” said Dr. Kim, " and they’ll send us back a custom pill.”

“My wedding is only a few months away, will there be enough time?” said Lei.

He explained, “It will take a few weeks for the nano cells to build up in your system, creating the base for growth. Then the secondary treatments come as a consumable liquid. How they work is fairly complicated, reforming tissue and establishing new nerve cells. You don’t need to know all that, just remember they create the real growth. So don’t get discouraged if its slow at first. The final size is up to you.”

He paused.

“Most women go larger than a B, even if that’s what they first choose,” he said.

“I think a B cup will be quite fine, Doctor,” she said, annoyed. She had a small frame, she didn’t need some goddamn gargantuan jugs.

“Okay do you want us to mail you the pill, or shall you come pick it up?”

She dreamed.

“Wait, where are you going?” said the loser Justin as he hurried through the cramped party. “I’ve been looking for you for an hour.”

“I’m going home with him,” said Lei as she held Shawn’s powerful hand.

“We’re going now dude,” said Shawn and he started moving toward the door.

“You-ou can’t do that…” stammered Justin, and then blurting out, “I love you.”

She exploded. One could blame alcohol, but it was more than that: Justin Marvin became the focus of years of angry. Loser guys who constantly hit on her, while better guys avoided her. Why? These losers think smart Asian girls are somehow reserved for lonely nerds.. She was sexy, she was fit. She deserved better, she didn’t want a dork, she wanted a Brad Pitt.

“You’re fucking pathetic,” she yelled. She had never kissed him, hugged him, or even held his hand, and now he loved her? “You think because I’m nice to you that I like you? I never wanna see your ugly face again, you loser.”

“No, wait, I—,”

“Take your tiny little dick, and get out of my face you fucking loser.” she said, hoping he would finally leave her alone. It worked.

The party erupted in shocked laughter and pointing, all directed at Justin. Lei and Shawn left, and Justin never followed.

She shook off the dream but still felt a bit guilty about how she had treated Justin Marvin.

Day One

“I have something to show you,” she said as she held back a smile. She was trying to play it straight, but she was giddy with excitement.

“What?” asked Shawn.

She showed him the little blue box.

“What is that?” asked Shawn, genuinely curious.

“Remember what we talked about,” she hinted as she popped open the box like it contained an engagement ring.

“So you decided to do it?” asked Shawn excitedly.

“Yes,” she said, and they both grinned. She showed it to him.

“Well… I imagined it would be… I don’t know, glowing neon blue or something… but its just a pill.”

“Yeah, its just a pill.”

“I’ll get you a glass of water,” he said as he ran into the kitchen.

She put the pill in her mouth, and took a gulp of water.

“Do you feel anything?”

“Nothing at all,” she said, “the doctor said it would be a week before we notice anything.”

“What do we do now?” he asked.

“I have some ideas on how to pass the time,” she said as she jumped on him, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

He carried her to the bed. There she enjoyed all parts of his body.

“I love you so much,” he panted as he came inside of her.

“I love you too,” she said, “I’m doing this all for you.”

They both fell asleep in each others’ arms.

Day 7

In the shower she rubbed her chest with soap. She knew she shouldn’t expect any real growth yet, but she swore she felt some tingling. The more she rubbed, the more she could feel the tingling.

It gave her a strange sense of deja-vu.

She remembered being back in her little dorm on campus. Graduate students received a free room, but she had to share it with another grad-student named Cindy. The way her life had been, she hadn’t been surprised to be matched with a blonde that looked more like a southern bell cheerleader then a scientist. Cindy was cold, but polite, and the room always felt tiny for one person. Cindy’s red and white striped bed was only a few feet from her own.

In this one occasion Cindy had left for some meeting, and it was clear she wouldn’t be back for awhile. Justin and her were sitting on her bed, the comforter was white with pink flowers. They had stopped talking and locked eyes. They did this every time Cindy left the room, so Lei knew the kiss was coming.

This time he pushed for more than a kiss. Eyes close, she focused on the feeling of melting away, and she didn’t stop his hands as he peeled down her tight shirt. She hadn’t bothered to wear a bra, there was rarely any need with her chest. He broke their kiss to sensually circle her hard nipples with his tongue. Her skin was exposed to the cold air, but she had never been hotter.

She shook her head to banish the memory. “I have work today, can’t think of the past,” she said as she turned the shower faucet to cold.

After, she returned to Dr. Kim’s office. When her checkup was confirmed clean, she was given a small vial to drink. She was quite familiar with vials because of her work, but drinking out of one was foreign.

“Well this is it,” she thought, “I hope Shawn appreciates this.” She was a bit disappointed that it tasted like water. Everyone expects medicine to taste like medicine.

During her drive home, her chest tingled. When she focused, she could almost feel a secondary whisper of a vibration, this time in her head. Was she somehow detecting her brain connecting new nerves to the growing tissue? She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination or not. The feeling around her nipples was clearly no product of imagination and was rather distracting while she drove. But the feeling delighted her, ”At least I know something is happening.”

That night she returned home to find Shawn had prepared a whole romantic date. He had sauteed some lamb, laid out the table with candles, and even had rose petals on the floor.

“You’re the best,” she said right before they kissed. She couldn’t help but think of kissing Justin Marvin.

“Shawn had never been the best kisser, but he made up for it everywhere else,” she thought as her hand groped his bulging groin.

Day 13

Work had gone well today, really well, but she felt so exhausted. She excused herself early while Shawn watched the game on television. Normally she read in bed awhile, but tonight slumber came quickly.

In her dream, she was back in her little dorm room, on the same little single bed with white comforter and pink flowers. Her roommate Cindy was gone again, at some Biology-Sorority meeting.

Lei was midway through one of their many make-out sessions. Her shirt was down around her waist, her padded bra was discarded, and the black panties hidden under her skirt were already soaking up a glint of moisture.

“No stop,” she said, panting to get her breath back. She was pushing Justin’s mouth away from her chest. Her head was spinning.

“We’re going too fast,” she said, “we haven’t even gone on a single real date yet. All we do is make out.”

“I know… but I really like you,” he said. She blushed a little bit redder at the compliment.

“I really like you too.”

“You’re so sexy, I’m so turned on, I can’t stop now.” He began to rub her nipples with his hands. She could see the fire in his eyes and the bulge in his pants.

“Okay, okay,” she said pushing him away. She liked him, but she wasn’t ready to lose her virginity just yet.

She knelt on the ground as he sat on the bed, undid his zipper and using her most seductive voice she said, “You’ve made me feel good, now let me make you feel good.”

She had never done this before, but Justin had been so patient with her. She was tentative about moving forward, but she had to admit her repeated make-outs were giving him major blue-balls.

“First you have to lick it to make it really hard,” he said. She smiled.

“Okay,” she said. He was so adorable, helping her out like this. “I’m so glad to have some direction,” she thought.

“Good… oh yes… very good,” he said as she licked a long slow line from the bottom to the top of his shaft.

His dick became engorged as she teased it, licked it, and kissed it. She felt a bit disoriented, was it really growing bigger, or was her hand growing smaller?

Her stroking coaxed the smooth purple head out as the foreskin peeled itself back. The whole cock twitched a inch above her face. It was only about four inches long but it seemed so very... majestic.

She breathed in and now with the head fully exposed, the smell hit her.

“Wow,” she whispered. She had expected to hate the smell, but instead it smelled tantalizingly exotic. The air in her nose sparkled in her brain and she became a little bit dizzy.

“Now take it in your mouth,” Justin commanded.

The whole unveiling of her first (incredible) dick put her in a slight daze, and her motions had stalled to a one handed fondling. Now Justin was becoming justifiably impatient.

She wielded his dick downward, eying the slit, then kissing it. Then more.

“Good, take it in and suck it,” he said.

She pushed forwarded, parting her lips to let it enter, but never losing contact, creating a constant suction. She focused on breathing through her nose, bringing in more of his intoxicating smell.

She felt it throb and pulse between her lips. She pushed forward, then back. Each time she took more of him into her.

“Here,” Justin said, and moved to take her hand. She was guided to cup his soft and warm balls.

His hands then went to the back of her head, applying force to pull her forward, then relaxing on her return. She tried to match his speed, to become in sync with his timing.

“Good baby, yeah, just like that,” he said.

For quite a while she worked like this, matching his movements, and then she began to feel a strange buzz in her head. She loved how easily she could take him in her mouth with every bob of her head. His cock fit perfectly, like it was made for her. But in her loving zeal she hadn’t stopped for real breaths. She was now panting through her nose.

“Don’t stop baby, I’m so close,” he said.

It was all too much for her, little bit of hyperventilating, the intoxicating smell, the perfect size size, the speed, being on her knees, stroking him, pleasing him, and that wonderful dick passing so quickly though her tight lips.

“Fuck, oh fuck.” he said, pulling her hard toward his crotch. Her nose was now in his pubes and the smell was overwhelming. He was pulling hard and not letting go.

His body started jerking into her face as powerful waves of her own hit.

She wasn’t aware till then that she was fondling his balls with her left hand instead of her right. Her dominant hand had long ago abandoned groping his sack and unconsciously snaked down between her own legs. The hand had flipped up her skirt, and pushed her panties aside.

There she had begun rubbing her clit forward and back, in line with his hands directing her head. Her bare cunt had already been wet with desire, and it didn’t take much to ramp up that fire.

So when he grabbed her head tightly, signaling his end, they were unified in pleasure. Her own wracking orgasm and his powerful spray stopped her from tasting the first globs of cum that were shot down her throat. Then she did.

“Delicious!” She moved her mouth to only contain his head as he sprayed ropes of cum into her mouth, the feeling delighting her. She moaned between every gulp.

“Mmmmmhhhhh!”

The dream vanished.

Lei awoke still moaning, the memory of Justin’s smell, the taste as she swallowed loads of his cum. It was a dream she had been having for years, and she never told Shawn.

“How could I tell him?,” she thought. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t. To tell him that her first, and maybe one of her greatest orgasms had been on her knees, blowing an ex-boyfriend, cumming as she dutifully swallowed his semen... She could never explain to him how this memory was permanently seared into her brain in a way he couldn’t compare. She might dream about it, but she wasn’t going to let herself dwell on it.

Even though she steeled herself to this inevitable fate, she felt herself grimace as she looked at her future groom sleeping next to her.

She thought about Shawn’s package. First, his cock always looked wrong, the circumcised look gave it a strange inorganic shape that felt unnatural. She missed the extra excitement of peeling back Justin’s foreskin every time. Second, it smelled wrong. Which was to say, it didn’t really smell at all, just clean and boring, nothing to excite. Thirdly, she had never swallowed because his cum tasted off.

None of it was really awful. It was all good, it was great, he had a nice large, even wonderful cock that was great for sex, but not for blow jobs. She wished Shawn’s felt as correct in her mouth as her ex’s did. She frowned. She knew it never would.

She forced her mind off the subject, as she touched her breasts. They were coming in quite well, in a week she would be back at her doctors for the final check up. They didn’t feel quite done, but she remembered the doctor saying, “The bigger they are, the faster they grow.”

As she fell back to sleep she thought, “I’m glad I never had sex with Justin.” This she was sure. She just wasn’t sure why. Was it because she saved her virginity for the man she would marry?

“Or because I suspect my cunt would have loved the taste as much as my mouth?” She knew the idea should be preposterous. She told herself that Shawn’s larger sleeker dick must be far better for fucking. The doubt in her heart frightened her.