The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

It took a while, but Beth explained the error of my ways. She reminded me that she was a much keener observer of human nature and that she had greater experience in these matters. Ann Marie had most likely been raped or at least taken advantage of, by my brother while she was (or more likely, they were) drunk. And now, she was suffering because she had harbored a long term crush on me and had been saving her virginity for me. In her mind, since she no longer had that to offer me, her self-esteem took a big hit. To make matters worse, just as she turned eighteen, this gorgeous, new girlfriend came on the scene. Now poor Ann Marie, who had already been traumatized by the rape, was heartbroken over me. Beth believed that suicide might be a real possibility for someone I cared about.

Beth decided that she would seduce AM and she would either become a L.U.G. (“Lesbian Until Graduation”) or would become “I.J.F.” (“Immediately Josh’s Forever”). Beth explained that it might be dangerous for any possible lover she might have if they ever came in contact with me (something about being marked for me rubbing off on that person and them being ‘turned to me’ and forced into my harem). I sighed, “Looks like we’ll need a bigger bed.”

‘I’ll work on that when we get back to the apartment,” she smirked.

I was just left thinking would any of this ever stop?

After Beth left to go help Mom, Dave came over to me.

“Shit, bro! How in the hell did you get her?”

I thought his reference to “hell” was kind of appropriate in how I got her, but now realized that she was more of an angel than a demon. “She was attracted to my brain,” I simply replied.

“She obviously wasn’t going to be attracted to your body,” he cracked.

“Well. How it happened doesn’t really matter much now, does it?”

“No. I suppose it doesn’t. Well, you’re lucky as hell, Josh!”

“You’re pretty damn lucky too. AM is a great girl.”

“She is, but we both know she’s not into me.”

“Shit! Am I the only person who did not have a clue,” I thought.

Dave then kind of surprised me. “Look, I’ve been pretty pissed at you because I’ve known that Ann Marie was into you more than she was into me. Still, you’ve never been a dick about it. You’ve never tried to hit on her and I appreciate it. Now that she knows that you’re taken, maybe she’ll just embrace her relationship with me. Still, for all I know, she’ll just dump my ass now. Whatever you do, just be nice to her, OK. Some shit has been going down with her lately.”

“Well, you did fuck her when she was drunk.”

My brother’s eyes darkened a bit, but then softened. “Yeah, I was pretty drunk too. I’m not too proud of that. She was pissed at me the next morning, but we talked it out and I thought we were OK. Then about a week later, she got really pissed and went off on me for no reason. Then a week after that, we were back to the way we’ve been for the most part.”

A very sobering thought crossed my brain, but I did not want to drop it on Dave. We were actually having a real conversation for the first time in a couple of years. It took my girlfriend’s loveliness to fry his brain and some real concern for his own girlfriend to crack the ice. Now the more I thought about it, AM and Dave weren’t right for each other. While they were intellectually compatible, AM was a high performer, while Dave was a slacker. They had been kind of sports buddies, as AM had been the only girl on Dave’s Little League team and they finally kind of moved into dating from being friends.

“Well, if you like, I’ll talk to her, Dave,” I offered.

“I’d appreciate that, Josh. If it’s over then it is over. If she doesn’t want me, I’d like to move on, but I don’t want to leave her like this. Since she won’t talk to me, maybe she’ll talk to you.”

As I walked towards the kitchen to check on Beth and my mom, I thought about the conversation I just had with my brother. I almost felt guilty about taking AM away from Dave. Still, the thought of my brother taking advantage of her, deadened whatever burgeoning feelings of remorse I might have otherwise felt. Despite his obvious concern for AM, Dave did not deserve her. He would get his wish about being able to “move on” and Ann Marie’s welfare would become my responsibility.

As AM had already left, my talk with her would have to wait. If the AM situation was not bad enough, I got a call that indicated that two others who I cared about might be in trouble. The call was from my best friend’s ex, Doreen.

Mike Guttenberg was my best friend growing up. I’d known him since we were about two. What was special about Mike was that while he was brilliant, he was athletically gifted. He was our class’s best athlete and finished number four in class rank (two spots behind me). What was great about Mike was that while he was the most popular guy in school, he did not forget about me. He even convinced Stephanie Van Allen to go to the senior prom with me (when her boyfriend broke up with her at the last minute). Stephanie had all three “Bs’” She was blond, busty and beautiful. Unfortunately she had a fourth “B”. Stephanie could also be a world class “bitch” when she wanted to be one. Damn did she look good on my arm in our prom pictures though (and she did concede that I “did not look awful” in my tux).

Now, Doreen was calling me. Doreen Chinaud, was the most beautiful girl in school. She was also one of the sweetest and kindest people you’d ever want to meet. Still, most people were immediately drawn to her appearance. Her lustrous strawberry blond hair was quite distinctive. Her baby blue eyes and her ever so slightly puffy cheeks gave her an incredibly sweet and innocent look, which proved that there is indeed still truth in advertising. While she was not tall, she had the well sculpted legs of the cheerleader she had been in high school. Her ass was generous, but not large. Regardless of her superlative attributes, her one asset (or should I say “two”) that stood out were her incredibly huge breasts. She was easily and “E cup”, if not larger and her bras had to be industrial strength to support her back during her cheer routines.

Doreen really only had one flaw. What was it, you may ask? Let’s just say that for some people, calling her dumb as a post would almost be insulting to the poor post. I guess she was not really dumb. She just wasn’t quick on the uptake (or a bit of a bimbo, if you will). If you thought Mike went out with her just for the sex, however, you’d be wrong. While, she had given up her virginity to him, it was not until Senior Prom night (they had started dating two years earlier when her parents finally relented and let her date). Needless to say, Doreen did not go to college. She stayed in town and worked at a local Infinity dealership as a receptionist (obviously, she sat in a very prominent location, as I’m sure management was quite happy for her to be seen). Despite Mike going away, they managed to hold together a long distance relationship for more than two years. I always figured Mike stayed with her just to protect her. Eventually, though he met someone at school and then Doreen was history.

So, I was quite surprised to be getting a call from the “Boobapocalypse” (as some people jokingly called her).

“Hi Josh-ee, it’s me, Reenee,” she said calling us by her cute nicknames she came up with for us.

‘Hi Reenee, what’s up?” I smiled, at hearing her happy voice. Her tone seemed to quickly change though.

‘I hear you’re back and I’m worried about Mikey,” she said (as you can tell, she liked to add an “ee” sound to all of her friends names).

“What’s wrong?”

“He and his new girlfriend, Moira stopped off at home to drop off some of Mikey’s clothes, before they left to have Christmas with her family. Then they will come back to spend New Year’s with Mike’s parents.”

“How do you know this?”

“They told me. I saw them at Clayton’s when I picked up lunch for my boss. Josh-ee, Mikey looked really pale, like he was sick. Anyway he was really quiet.”

I hated to say the first thing that popped into my head, as it might have hurt Doreen’s feelings, but I needed more information. “Do you think Mike might have been embarrassed and didn’t want to hurt your feelings about his new girlfriend?” I asked, but was surprised at her response.

“Oh, no! I talk with Moira a lot; even when they were back at school. I really like her. Mikey knows that. Moira’s really nice and absolutely beautiful. I can tell that she really likes me too. When I saw them, she even gave me a big hug and a kiss. She even told me that they were going to take me to live with them when they go back to college. Since Moira told me that Mikey would want it, I said I would go with them when they came back from their visit with Moira’s parents. Still, I’m worried about Mikey. He just did not seem like himself.”

I felt an uneasy feeling come over me. “That’s strange. Why would Moira ask you to go with them?”

“She said that I was really beautiful and sweet and that ‘I would do nicely’. I’m not really sure what she meant, but when she said that it would make Mikey happy, then I want to do it. That’s all I ever wanted.”

This made no sense. Now I was getting worried. “Reenee, Honey, that sounds really weird. You really shouldn’t go.”

“But Moira said that it would make Mikey happy.”

“What did Mike say?”

“He kinda looked out of it and just nodded.”

OK, this was fucked up. I few months ago, Mike had first spoken to me about Moira and by all indications; she seemed to be nothing but a bright, sweet, attractive young woman. Before I realized that he was interested in going out with her, I joked that I’d be happy to take Moira off his hands, so Doreen would not get jealous. About a couple of weeks later, he called to tell me he had dumped Doreen and was going out with Moira. Reenee, being the sweetheart she was, took the whole thing with grace. In the past, she had confessed to me that she did not think she was good enough for Mike. At the time, I denied it, but I had always felt in some ways she was right. Still, in other ways, there were not many guys that were really worthy of Doreen (maybe even Mike). She was a stunning looking woman, but more importantly, she had a heart of gold that teemed with a loving innocence. She was not virginal, but a purer heart did not exist. I began to feel this overwhelming need to protect her.

“Doreen, before you agree to anything, please let me talk to you.”

“It’s no use, Josh-ee. I just feel I gotta go!”

From Doreen’s description of Mike, I was really worried about him. I was also just as worried about Doreen. She seemed to be strangely adamant about moving away from her family and job (albeit I suppose that the job was not a big deal), to go live with her ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend. I knew I would need Beth’s take on this. Then I realized that I had not even mentioned her to Doreen yet.

“OK, I’ll respect your decision, but could you meet me at Clayton’s tonight for dessert? My treat of course.”

“Sure, Josh-ee. What’s up?”

“I have a new girlfriend. Her name is Beth. I want you and everybody to meet her.”

“Oh Josh-ee!” she screamed, giving me an earache, “that’s wonderful! You’re such a sweet guy! I’m so glad you’ve finally found somebody!”

In that moment, I felt terribly guilty. Steve Carter, who was another best friend of mine and Mike’s, came up with the whole “Boobapocalypse’ thing. While I never called or referred to her by that nickname, it was the first thing I thought of when I saw her name pop up on my caller ID. I guess I had forgotten what a sweetheart Doreen was. She and Mike were among the most popular kids in high school and not once was she ever anything but kind to me. Now she’s recently lost her boyfriend and yet she’s honestly happy for him for finding someone new. She was also happy for me too. “Doreen?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you really sure about living with Mike and Moira.”

“It would make him happy, so I want to do it. Besides, I’ve not been seeing anybody, so it’s not like I’m leaving anything behind here.”

“Isn’t there anybody new on your horizon?”

“Nope. Nobody ever passed the booby test yet.”

‘The Booby test?”

“Yep. If a guy looks at my boobs for more than three seconds, he’s out of the running,” she giggled.

“Well, Honey, a guy would have to be gay not to marvel at your wonderful breasts,” I laughed.

Doreen sighed.

“What’s the matter Reenee?”

“I just wish I was smarter.”

“You’re just fine the way you are, Honey.”

“No, I’m not. If I’d been smarter, I could have found a nice guy like you. Since I haven’t found anyone, then it only makes sense that I go with Mikey and Moira. At least that’s what Moira said.”

“Shit! Reenee is being manipulated and she thinks she’s worthless,” I thought to myself. At that moment, my heart ached for her. I almost broke down, but I managed to hold it together. Here was this amazing girl telling me that she thought I was a special guy and despite her physical beauty and kind heart, she had no idea of how special SHE was.

“Honey, no matter what Moira says, you already know that you’re drop dead gorgeous, but you’re one the sweetest, kindest, most honest people I know. You’re plenty smart enough to go out with anybody. If it weren’t for Beth, I’d have been happy to have gone out with you, if I had Mike’s blessing.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really,” I said, telling the truth. I’d much rather have gone out with a sweetheart like Rennee over Stephanie, my prom date. While she was almost as beautiful as Doreen and a pretty smart cookie, Stephanie could be a conniving bitch sometimes.

“Thanks Josh-ee, you’re still a sweetheart yourself,” she sighed. “Well, I’m looking forward to meeting Beth.”

“I know she’ll love you just as much as I do,” I said before we exchanged farewells.

By the time I finished the call with Doreen, I discovered that Beth had returned to “our room” (as she now referred to my room as). When I told her about what Doreen, had said about Mike and Moira and then Doreen telling me that she had wished she could have gone out with someone like me, Beth gave me a knowing grin. “Well, we could easily add her to your harem.”

“No!” I exclaimed

“I’m just teasing, though I’m really curious to meet her and your other friends too,” she said, before assuming a sober expression. “I am concerned about why she would want to go live with her ex-boyfriend and his girlfriend. It also seems strange how eager the girlfriend is to have Doreen around; unless she’s bisexual or something,” she added with a frown. “I’m even more concerned about Doreen’s description of Mike’s appearance and his demeanor.”

“Then Doreen said something about Moira telling her that ‘she would do nicely’, that scares the crap out of me. Doreen’s just simply too trusting,” I added.

“Well, if you’re worried about any supernatural tampering, I’ll give her a careful examination when we see her,” she said before pausing. “Josh?”

“Yeah?”

“How far would you be willing to go to save Doreen if she’s being supernaturally influenced?”

“As far as we need to go to save her,” I stated.

“If that’s the case, my earlier observation about her joining your harem may just come to pass after all,” she stated, as she leaned in and kissed me.

While I hated to admit it, the thought of Doreen looking at me adoringly like Beth, Kelly, Nora and Dee was making me hard. Then, when Beth broke the kiss, I was looking at what I was just thinking about.

“Fuck me, Josh,” husked the doppelganger of Doreen Chinaud.

I could not help it. When I saw her huge, incredible naked breasts for the first time, I tackled her onto the bed, as Beth giggled in Doreen’s voice. “I knew you wanted me, Josh-ee. Take me away from them! Make me yours!”

Soon, I was driving my rock hard shaft into the moaning form of Doreen Chinaud. I silenced our moaning with a deep kiss, as our bodies writhed in ecstasy.

About fifteen minutes later, I was nursing at Beth’s huge, pink breasts while her tail caressed my back lovingly. She cooed in my ear, as she fingered her pussy full of my spunk. She did not need to say “I told you so.” We both knew the truth. I must have harbored some subconscious crush on Doreen. As she had been Mike’s girl, she had never been on my radar. Now, Mike had broken up with her and had the gall to make her share her living arrangements, if not her bed with her current girlfriend and him. Either Mike was being incredibly selfish or he was being manipulated by his girlfriend. Regardless of what was going on, I was not going to let Doreen go with them. I was sure that Beth and I could make her listen to reason or manipulate her; if necessary, not to go. If she was being supernaturally controlled, we would take her.

When my dad got home, he became as spellbound with Beth as my other family members. It did not take long for him to give up fighting my mother’s decision to have us sleeping together in my room. Mary was a bit disappointed not to be able to spend time with her new “big sister” and Dave pouted for effect, but in the end Beth would be sharing my bed for the next few weeks at home and then for the rest of my life; regardless of where we were.

After supper, Beth and I jumped in my Mom’s car and headed for Clayton’s for dessert with Reenee and to meet my friends.

When we walked into the place, it was like stepping through a fissure in time. My prom date, Stephanie, was hanging out with a few members of her old clique who had returned from college and a few high school seniors (including her sister, Jennifer). “Look what the cat dragged in,” grinned Stephanie, as she sauntered up to me and Beth.

“Hi Stephanie. This is my girlfriend, Beth. Beth this is my friend, Stephanie.”

I saw Stephanie’s eyes bug out “Wow! Josh she’s stunning!” she exclaimed, before turning to Beth. “It’s so nice to meet you! How did my sweet little Josh get his hooks into you?” she grinned in predatory manner. I had always suspected Stephanie of playing both sides of the street. Her reaction to Beth kind of reinforced this opinion.

“You seem like a tasty morsel yourself,” said Beth while flashing a terawatt smile of her own, “but to answer your question, all Josh had to do was smile, say something brilliant and he had me.”

“Well, that’s our Josh. They don’t come much smarter. I was his prom date, you know.”

Beth’s eyes lit up. “Really?” I kind of blushed. “Well, then I’m sure that you had a happy ending to a perfect night.”

Stephanie’s eyes narrowed to slits, but she gave a little smirk. “Alas, our little Josh was a perfect gentleman.”

I was beginning to feel like a bone that was about to be ripped in half by a couple of powerful canines.

“How simply beastly for you,” smiled Beth.

“What?” asked Stephanie, apparently no longer playing the game.

“That Josh didn’t ravage you.”

“We just went as friends. You see Josh really wasn’t my type.”

Beth giggled. “Well, lucky for me, I guess,” as she looped her arm possessively through mine. “Well, we must mingle. I look forward to talking to you really soon,” as we left Stephanie standing there.

I laughed. “Wow, Honey that felt really good seeing you defend me like that.”

Beth looked me directly in my eye and gave me a sweet kiss. It was not a tongue wrestling affair, but definitely a lover’s kiss; not a chaste one. “I wasn’t defending you honey. I was just showing her what she missed.” Beth then laughed.

“What?”

“It looks like she’s still learning,” she said, as I noticed that Stephanie was watching us, with her mouth agape.

Now it was my turn to laugh. I then broke my laugh mid chuckle. “Oh, there’s Doreen.”

Beth gave me an excited look. “She’s gorgeous and her tits are to die for!”

I think I was starting to drool myself, so we walked over to the table.

When Doreen saw us, she jumped out of her seat and ran to me. “Josh-ee!” she cried, while throwing her arms around me, squishing her huge melons to my chest. I began to get an erection, but she did not appear to notice.

“Reenee, I’ve missed you so much!” I cried, knowing that I had truly missed her friendship, but apparently, I had missed her body retroactively.

“Me too, Sweetie,” she sighed, as somehow her hug got tighter.

“Hi, I’m Beth,” came a voice from behind me.

Reenee broke the hug with me and then threw her arms around my girlfriend.

“Oh, Beth! You’re so beautiful… even more than Moira…”

“You’re beautiful too, Honey,” cooed Beth. Then I saw her surreptitiously give Doreen’s sweet ass, a squeeze.

“Ooooh that feels so nice,” sighed Doreen, as she melted further into the hug.

I was feeling nervous. “Ah... Beth…”

“Change of plan, honey. We need to take Doreen somewhere right now,” said my girl with some worry in her voice.

I felt a shiver run through my body at her tone. “Supernatural?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she said, with her game face on.

“Josh-ee, why are we at a motel?” asked Reenee, as Beth had gone in ahead to pay for the room.

“We need to find somewhere where we can talk privately,” I said.

“I guess it’s OK, but I can’t have sex with you and Beth.”

“Can’t or won’t?” I asked.

“Both, I guess,” she said.

“Out of curiosity, why?”

Doreen wore a pained expression on her face, as if she wanted to tell me something, but could not. I decided to fill in the blank in hope that she would be able to at least confirm my suspicions. “You mean because Moira won’t let you, right?”

“Nnnnnnyeah!” blurted out Doreen.

“Did she and Mike have sex with you?”

“I….” she struggled.

“That’s OK, Reenee. I now know everything that happened and Beth and I are going to help you.”

Doreen sighed, like the weight of the world had been removed from her shoulders and then she began to weep. I pulled her into my arms and I kissed her. Soon she was kissing me back and we began to French kiss deeply.

When I broke the kiss, I grinned at my friend. “I guess Moira didn’t tell you that you couldn’t kiss anybody.”

“Nope, she didn’t,” smiled Reenee, through some tears.

Soon Beth returned to the car and led us up to the room she had rented.

I gave a brief recount of Doreen and my conversation in the car and our kiss. Beth smiled and listened. Then she went into explanation mode.

“Doreen, the reason you feel this compulsion to listen to Moira is because you’ve been marked by a succubus.”

“A succubus? You mean a sex demon?” she asked.

“Yes,” answered Beth.

Doreen looked confused. “How can you tell?”

“I can see the mark. It’s on your neck.”

“Yeah… I thought it was just a little hickey…”

“That Moira left,” I tossed my two cents in. Doreen lowered her head and began to cry.

“It’s OK, Honey, we can help.”

“How?” she asked.

“I used to be a succubus, but now I’m Josh’s sex genie.”

“No wonder you’re so beautiful, Beth. Moira is gorgeous, but you’re even more beautiful,” observed Reenee, before asking, “What’s the difference between a ‘sex genie’ and a succubus?”

“I guess the best way to explain it is that a ‘sex genie’ is a non-evil succubus. I’ve completely renounced evil. The strange thing is that I still have all of my powers, but not only have I not lost them, they seem even stronger.”

“How can you help me?”

“I can take away your compulsion to move in with Moira and Mike, but there will be a cost.”

“What?” asked Doreen.

“You’ll become bonded to Josh as his ‘sex genie’. Kind of like me,” added Beth.

“I love Josh-ee, but how would it be any different from being with Mikey?”

“For starters, you would not be bonded to Mike. You would become bound to a succubus. It wouldn’t even be Moira. My best guess is that Moira is a ‘succubi apprentice’.”

“How do you know?” I asked.

“Because Doreen has been turned to Moira and corrupted, but not converted into a succubi apprentice. An apprentice can turn a human’s affection by corrupting them, but they are unable to convert a human into a succubus. The mark Moira left is proof that Doreen has only been corrupted; not turned.”

“Is her soul still safe?”

“Yes, but if she goes back with Moira and Mike, they will take her to Moira’s mistress, who is a real succubus. They will then find a way to pervert Doreen’s soul, so she would be willing to trade it.”

Doreen’s eyes got big. “You wouldn’t do that to me, would you Beth?”

I could not help it. Between my worry for my best friend and seeing the sweet innocence of a girl that was in danger, who was being asked to surrender her freedom to me, I started to cry. It did not help that I was beginning to fall really hard for the sweet and gorgeous ditz. “Beth, isn’t there any way…”

Beth shook her head. “I could weaken the mark until it became virtually nothing, but it would always be there. Over time, it would strengthen again and Doreen would be just as vulnerable. If I do this and then add my mark, it would overlay, overpower and usurp any control Moira’s mark would have over Doreen.”

“Would you take my soul? shivered Doreen.

Beth gently stroked Reenee’s beautiful strawberry blond hair. “No, your soul would be your own. I would take some of your free will though. This would bind you to Josh as your Master and me as your mistress/teacher.”

I saw a tear roll down Doreen’s cheek. “Josh-ee… when you said that you wanted me… that you could love me…”

“I do love you,” I interrupted, as my heart broke.

“I know… but could you love me as a woman… “ she started, I tried to interrupt her again, but she stuck her hand up. “Please let me finish… I mean could you love me as a woman… someone that you could respect, even though I’m not very smart.”

I grabbed her and kissed her. I kept breaking the kiss and alternated my answer with more kissing. “of course… I love you… you’re amazing…. I love how kind and sweet you are… I respect that so much about you… I love your body and want to make love to you forever!” I cried.

Doreen kissed me back passionately, before finally breaking the kiss. “OK, Beth… make me Josh-ee’s so I can feel him inside me.”

Beth smiled, as she turned into her “true form”. I could see that Doreen was now hopelessly lost in Beth’s hypnotic eyes. “Welcome, sister. I know you’ll be so happy with us,” husked Beth, as she rubbed away Moira’s mark, before sinking one of her fangs into Doreen’s neck to add one of her own.