The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

He had watched her all night. Sure, she was beautiful with that long red hair and striking blue eyes. She hadn’t noticed him across the crowded bar, but he knew that it wouldn’t take long. She stood and left the table where she was sitting with her friends and walked towards the bar. He imagined that he could hear the soft clicking of her heels as she walked over the wooden floorboards. ‘No,’ he thought. ‘I can’t really be hearing that.’ However, he could see the swish of the yellow flowered sundress she wore and he noted that her legs were her best feature. ‘Hmm, her breasts leave something to be desired, though,’ he thought. He guessed them to be about a B cup. Carefully he walked over to the bar, slowing his pace so they would arrive at the bar at the same time seemingly by accident.

He ordered a drink and stood next to her while she waited for hers. “I hate this singles scene,” he said over the band.

“Huh?” she said seeing him for the first time. “Oh yeah, me too. Is that the best line you’ve got??” He saw that she was looking back to the table for her friends to save her, but they had left for the dance floor.

“Well, I’ve been working on a couple of others...” he laughed. She didn’t. “Hi. I’m John Maglin,” he said extending his hand.

She half-heartedly shook it and said, “Candace Johnson.” Just then their drinks arrived, he picked up her drink and handed it to her. She took a sip and felt that familiar burn as the alcohol coursed down her throat.

He said, “I’ll pay for the drink. So, where are you from?”

The look on her face read, ‘Please let me out of here!’ But, she responded, “Right here in L.A.”

“Excellent,” he replied.

“Huh?”

“Oh.... I mean, ... That’s great!” He breathed a sigh. “Uh, are you attached or anything?” ‘This is the test,’ he thought.

Normally, right there, Candace would have said yes and stormed off. But, for some reason she felt the need to answer him truthfully. She said, “Nope. Just out looking for a good time.” A frown crossed her face and he got the feeling she hadn’t meant to say that.

“Good....” He looked into her eyes and thought, ‘It’s only a matter of time now.’ “Uhhhh, why don’t we go over there for a minute.”

She thought about it for a split-second and then said, “Okay, we can stand wherever you like.”

“Thanks, Candace. In that case, I like the parking lot.”

“Okay.” Her friends saw Candace and a guy who wasn’t too ugly, but well below her normal standards, walk out the door. Kim said to Jenny, “Hey, where’s Candace going?” Jenny said, “She met some guy. We’ll see her later.” “Huh, that’s not like her.” Later, they would not be able to agree on exactly what he looked like. Just one of those guys that fade into the woodwork, ya’ know?

John led Candace over to his car and they stood there for a moment. “So, Candace.... Do you like it out here in the parking lot?”

“No... it’s cold and kinda windy.”

“That’s interesting because I though it was nice and warm out here.” She blinked. “I like it out here away from the crowds.” She blinked again.

“Yeah. Yeah, away from the crowds and it is warmer than I thought,” she replied. John smiled at her and she smiled back.

“You know what?”

“What...”

“I think we should take a little ride. I think that would be fun, don’t you?” he asked.

She blinked. “Yeah, we should take a ride... But, my car’s way over there...”

“That’s okay! Mine’s right here.” He opened the passenger door and she got in. Once he was in the driver’s seat they drove off. “Let’s go to my place... It’s quiet and we can talk more.”

“Yesss. Quiet,” she said as she fell into a deeper trance.

“But, first we need to make a quick stop,” John smiled and they drove into the night.

LATER THAT EVENING...

Candace awoke as a bright light struck her eyes. She thought, ‘Must be morning. Time to get out of bed.’ She started to roll over and found she couldn’t move her arms. She tried to lift her legs, but they wouldn’t move either. In shock she opened her eyes and heard a man say, “Ahh, you’re up! I wanted you to be awake for this. It is very enjoyable from what I’ve seen.”

“Huh, who?” She tried to lift her head, but a collar of some kind restrained it. Then she saw that she was completely naked! “Where am I? And what the hell is going on!” she asked.

“My house... I told you I was taking you here,” John leaned over her so she could see him.

“You!”

“That’s right, Candace.... Me. Now then, let’s get started, okay?” He walked over to a computer panel that wasn’t too far from her head. Wires and electrodes rose from her head and all over her body and fed into the machine. He looked at the console and said, “My, my... Aren’t we angry.”

“Of course I’m angry you twit! How dare you hold me here!” Candace yelled.

“My dear, yelling won’t do you any good. Let’s take care of that ugly resistance first,” he said typing into the machine. He knew what would happen next. Candace’s eyes rolled into her head and she began to moan.

Suddenly, Candace saw image after image sweep through her mind. She knew she was dreaming, but it seemed so real somehow. She saw herself... kneeling before a shadowy man and sucking his cock like there was no tomorrow... walking down a street in hooker clothes and being turned on by men yelling at her... getting fucked both fore and aft by two guys that she didn’t know while her friends watched and called her a slut... with her hands on her tits while they expanded to three times there normal size and she loved every minute of it... standing before a shadowy panel while a man shouted, “You are a slut! Take your punishment!” as he jumped down, she rose up to catch his dick in her mouth.... The images continued on and on and the worst part was she felt herself liking every minute of it.

John looked at her as her moans continued and mumbled to himself, “Phase Two.” He selected ‘WORD PROG’ and hit execute. Candace’s moans stopped instantly, now she could only receive what he pumped into her mind.

With a snap all of the images stopped and she felt a weird sense of loss with them. Then, she saw herself naked and standing in a circle of light with shadowy forms just outside of its ring. One of them shouted, “SLUT!” Another, “CUNT” Another, “WHORE” Another “FUCK-TOY”

She shouted back, “No! No! I’m not!”

Her friend Kim leaned into the light and said, “You liked what you saw, slut.” Just as quickly, she faded back and Candace realized that Kim was right. She had liked those things.

The voices began anew and this time there was no stopping them. “SLUT...CUNT...WHORE...FUCK-TOY...BJ...SLUT..CUNT..WHORE..FUCK-TOY...SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY...SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY...SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY...”

The words burned deep into the center of her brain and after a long time of silence she began chanting with them, but in the pauses she said, “I am a... SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY... I am a... SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY... I am a... SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY ... I am a... SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY ... I am a... SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY!” By the end, she was screaming it at the top of her lungs.

John looked over at her and smiled. “Phase Two completed.”

Candace twisted on the sloped table and started yelling, “... I am a... SLUTCUNTWHOREFUCK-TOY! I am a...”

“Stop! I know what you are,” John said as he stopped the program.

“I am a slut,” she mumbled.

“See? Isn’t it better to not resist?” He punched a key that sent signals to the pleasure centers of her brain.

“Yessss...” she moaned.

“Okay, brain all done. Now then, that body just won’t do. Phase Three.” He entered the command, “REDISTRIBUTE” and hit execute. He looked at Candace and watched the fat roll from other portions of her body to her breasts. She moaned at the pleasure of it. “You see, my dear. The machine uses pulses to break up and redistribute the fat cells. Then it will use electrostimulation to increase your muscle tone on your back and tits resulting in a dramatic effect.”

When Candace looked at her tits, she saw them firm up and become perfect round globes that stood high on her chest and didn’t fall. She thought, ‘Wow! I’m, like, a GG cup like in the dream! Coollll....’ She giggled and said, “My titties are, like, huge now!”

“You know, I always forget to mention that the Word program breaks down intelligence and leaves the subject in an altered mental state. I guess I should have told you that before it was too late to say goodbye to your IQ.”

She said, “Huh?” as she moved her body up and down to watch her new tits bounce.

“Sigh, nevermind. Anyway, let’s finish you off. What’s your name?”

“My name?” she thought for a second and said, “Fuck-toy?”

“No, dear. That’s what you are. Your name is Candi Slut.”

It was like a huge door had been opened in her mind when she heard her name. She saw how it had to be true. ‘My name has always been Candi and I am a slut, so it’s only fitting.’ Everything became clear. She was a slut and she would do what sluts do... fuck everything that moved.

John unlocked the steel bands that had been holding her down and helped her off the table. “Those won’t be necessary anymore.” He looked at her and liked how her new 18″ waist set off her GG tits. Her legs were as good as they were before. He chuckled, but no one would notice them now. He said, “All right, Candi. Let’s see what you can do.”

She remembered that wonderful dream and knew exactly what he wanted. She got on all fours and crawled to him scraping her nipples on the floor as she went and moaned, “Let me be your slut, Master.” Hearing her say that almost made him lose it, but he was experienced with this sort of thing and each new creation was different. She climbed up his legs and unzipped his fly. For a second she just gazed longingly at his cock and then took it into her mouth.

“That’s mmm, very good, Candi. Since you’d never figure out what I’m... uhh... talking about I think I’ll let you know why this happened to you. I... mmm... like women, but none of them have ever liked me. So, I came up with this... mmm... machine to help me with that. I made you my slut and now we’ll fuck for the rest of the weekend. Then, I’ll let you go to be a hooker or stripper or whatever you’re good for now and I’ll find a new fuck-toy next weekend. You see,... that’s good... I like variety and you’re just a slut, right?”

Candi moaned at being called a slut. The extra vibration made him cum and she dutifully swallowed all of it. As she sat back on her haunches she said, “Master, is so smart... Ow!” She felt a pain as her legs hit her butt.

He said, “Oh yeah, that’s your ‘SLUT’ tattoo. So, you can never forget.”

“Thank you, master,” she moaned.

“My pleasure, slut. Now, let’s go upstairs and see what you’re really made of.” They went upstairs and Candi couldn’t be happier as a familiarly patted her butt.

ONE WEEK LATER...

Kim and Jenny were sitting at their usual table on the next Friday. “What do you think happened to Candace?” Kim asked. “It’s not like her to go an entire week without calling.”

“I know. But, she probably just got caught up with that guy and she’s been with him every night since,” Jenny replied.

“That’s not like her either.” Kim glanced over at the bar and saw a woman sitting there that had never come into this bar before. “Hey, Jenny. Who’s the slut?” she asked motioning towards the bar. Jenny turned and saw that the description couldn’t have been more accurate. This woman was sitting on a guy’s lap and whispering into his ear. When her green, spandex miniskirt rode up they could tell that she was either wearing a thong or no panties at all! Her large breasts seemed to spill over the top of the dress and right into this guy’s lap. They were laughing and carrying on and that’s when Jenny noticed the woman’s hand slip into the guy’s pants!

“What the hell! I’m gonna go tell them to knock it off,” Kim stood up and stormed over to the stool they were sitting on. “What do you think you’re doing?” she asked the woman.

The woman raised her head from the man’s ear, but didn’t stop working her hand. She said, “What I was made for.”

In that brief glimpse, Kim saw the woman’s face. Sure the red hair was teased out and the eyes were dull and vacant, but that face.... ‘It’s Candace!’ she thought. “Candace?”

“Huh? The name’s Candi, bitch,” she said.

“But... but.... You can’t mean that. You’re Candace!”

“No way. Candi’s a sexy name. Candace is just boring.” She stroked the man harder.

“Where have you been all week?” Kim asked.

“Fuckin’ here, fuckin’ there, fucking everywhere!” Candi laughed at her joke. “Who are you anyway?” she asked stopping for a second so she could sit up on his lap.

“I’m Kim! I’m your best friend!”

“Huh,” Candi snorted. “No friend of mine would be caught dead in a long, ugly dress like that,” she said referring to Kim’s otherwise attractive knee-length skirt. “All my friends wear spandex minidresses like mine. And look at that brown lipstick! What man wants to see brown lipstick staining his cock? Now, this red is purrr-fect. Isn’t it, baby?” Candi asked the man.

“Ohh, yeah.” The two of them grinded into each other as Candi stuck her tongue down his throat.

“Get off of her!” screamed Kim trying to pull them apart.

“Fuck you! Get away from my man! You can fuck him when I’m done!” Candi yelled.

“You heard her. Beat it,” the man said. He set Candi on the stool and rose up to his 6′5″ height and said, “Go on.”

“But, that’s my friend!”

“Yeah, great. Maybe I’ll do you next. But, right now me and this little lady have an appointment back at my place. Right, sugar?”

Candi whispered just loud enough for Kim to hear, “I can’t wait for you to fuck me.”

He picked her up and carried her out to the parking lot and she giggled all the way.

Kim ran back to Jenny and said frantically, “That was Candace!!”

“No way, Kim. Candace would never dress like that.,” Jenny said. “Besides, that woman’s breasts were huge. Candace hardly filled a teacup. You can’t get enlargements and stuff them into something that tight right away. It would hurt too much. And, I mean, she would have recognized you.”

“Yeah. Yeah.... I know. But...”

“No buts, it wasn’t her,” Jenny said.

“Okay. Maybe you’re right. She would have recognized me.” Kim took a deep breath and said, “So, how’s work?” And that was the last that either friend saw Candace Johnson. She had become Candi Slut and was very happy to stay that way.