The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Simplify Your Life — Trading Up, Part 3

Sharon grunted as she crawled through some bushes to enter the first backyard closest to the Serenity Gardens prison. Though the streets were empty, better to play it safe than sorry walking down the main street while there was still some sunlight out.

On this far end of the community, most of the houses were empty so Sharon had little to fear while cutting across backyards to reach Gary’s house. When she finally reached her first occupied house, Sharon crouched as low as she could to slowly move across the backyard. The yard was poorly lit so she had some cover but all it took was for a random person to look out the window at the wrong moment to detect a strange shadow and sound the alarm. Most of the backyards were pretty large so if she stuck to the far side of them where there was little light she could stay undetected. Curiosity, however, can be a pretty powerful force and if Sharon wanted to dig deeper into what SYL was doing to these people, it’d help her case if she could see more of what these people were turning into.

Sharon creeped up to the house and carefully peeked into a window overlooking the kitchen. To Sharon’s surprise, a relatively normal woman was moving about the kitchen finishing up the dishes. Though her figure was on the curvier side, her breasts and butt didn’t appear too massive and her face wasn’t caked with makeup as a lot of the women around here seemed to be. Her clothing was equally normal, consisting of an average length pair of shorts and a t-shirt with some sports logo. The woman appeared calm and cheerful as she put away the last of the dishes, thankfully oblivious to Sharon and only looking up when a man Sharon presumed to be her husband entered the room. He too appeared normal, buff but not overly so and wearing a polo shirt and shorts.

“Finally got that last box unpacked, honey. We’re now full-fledged members of Serenity Gardens!” the husband said cheerfully. The wife smiled at him but didn’t really respond, suddenly appearing a bit distracted. This didn’t escape her husband’s notice and he inquired about it.

“I just hope we’re going to fit in around here,” the wife confessed. “You have to admit, we do look kind of…out of place…”

She indicated their respective non-bimbo/stud bodies. Her husband smiled and gave her a comforting hug.

“You always worry too much. Remember what Ron from next door said? Everyone here felt that way after moving in. He promised that we’ll settle in just fine in time. That’s why he invited us over for that ‘showtime’ later tonight. He’s being pretty vague about what that means but he promises it’ll be a good time. Think of it as an opportunity for us to get to know our neighbors and for Jen to make some new friends.”

“Friends are exactly what Jen needs right now, I think,” agreed the wife. “She got so depressed after that company doctor said she needed glasses. Which strikes me as strange because the last doctor we took her to said her vision was just fine.”

“Our health insurance covers the glasses completely. We didn’t even need to pay a dime when we picked them up. Like I said, don’t worry. SYL has been treating us good so far and I’m sure they’ll keep doing so in the future…”

He kissed his wife for quite a while, afterwards she appeared to be slightly dazed as she said, “Yes…SYL will treat us well…”

She kissed him back. And again. And again. Next thing Sharon knew, this couple was no longer giving each other gentle loving kisses but full passionate snogs, quickly devolving into full-blown sex as the husband took his wife doggy-style right then and there in the kitchen. Sharon stopped watching at this point, shaking her head in disbelief. Whatever SYL was doing to these people, it was already taking hold. But what about this Jen? She assumed this was their daughter. What was she doing while her parents were fucking in the kitchen?

Before moving on Sharon decided to see if she could locate this Jen, maybe to warn her about the “danger” she was in but at least to see what state she was in. She found her just a few windows down in a ground floor bedroom. Jen appeared to be a teenager at least 18 years old. When Sharon found her she peeked through the window and immediately ducked back down as Jen was staring in her direction. Sharon remained hidden for a few minutes, listening intently for any signs Jen might be running to alert someone. When no sound came, she peeked through the window again and saw Jen standing in the middle of the bedroom…completely naked.

It was the strangest thing. Like her mother, Jen was a bit curvy but not ridiculously so and stood as straight as a rod with her clothes scattered all around her. The only thing Jen wore was the glasses her mother mentioned, plain and ordinary by all appearances. As for Jen, her expression was totally blank as she stared straight ahead, seemingly fixated on something in the distance and totally oblivious to her surroundings and her nudity. Whatever was happening to her, it left her blind to Sharon’s presence as well as Sharon’s head was in plain view of her and Jen didn’t react. Sharon watched her for a few minutes before backing away and shaking her head.

“She’s lost. They’re already doing something to her,” she told herself and quickly hurried off.

Sharon passed a couple more houses before stopping to check her next one. This one seemed pretty quiet inside with lights on only in one room on the ground floor and one on the second. The first floor light was in the living room where a young man, probably in his twenties, was sitting on the couch in a t-shirt and shorts playing a video game. Unlike the last house, this guy had clearly lived here for quite some time as he was ripped and packing a large bulge in his shorts. Sharon couldn’t help but salivate a little at the sight of his biceps stretching against his tight shirt. She watched him play his game for a minute before needing to duck as someone came down the stairs into the living room. When she peeked again, she rolled her eyes.

The person was another bimbo, tall and made taller by the glass high heels she was wearing. Her curvy figure was barely contained by a red “dress” that consisted of nothing but a couple straps, one wrapping around her groin and upper thighs like a bikini bottom and another strap that went around her neck before snaking down over her boobs and under her arms. The final touch of this dress was a long cape that hung from the back of her neck. She approached the man on the couch and struck a sexy pose for him to show off her outfit, prompting the man to stop his game and ogle her with a lecherous smile.

“What do you think, baby?” Sharon heard her say to him through the slightly open window. “Was thinking of wearing this on Girl’s Night Out tomorrow. You think they’ll like it?”

She gave the man a quick twirl so he could see the whole thing and giving Sharon a chance to see her face…and the way the thong disappeared up her ass as the cape flapped up. Sharon initially assumed that the man and woman were husband and wife but the woman appeared to be several years older than him, maybe even in her 40s or 50s despite her bimbo features. Well…they could still be husband and wife. In this crazy community, a big age gap didn’t seem to be a big deal.

The wife waited for her husband to say something. He remained silent and answered her by standing up and pressing her against the wall, both his strong hands cupping her breasts. She was a little startled by this at first but quickly smiled as he slowly dropped to his knees and buried his face between her legs. The wife laughed as he pulled down the thong with his teeth and proceeded to run his tongue up and down her pussy, pausing occasionally to tease her clit with the tip. Her laughter turned to erotic moans as she held his head against her pussy, softly begging him to lick her harder and stick his tongue inside her. He obliged and his whole face disappeared between her legs, the sound of him lapping up her juices audible even outside. The wife’s moaning turned to lustful panting as her husband licked her harder and faster and ended in a glass-shaking scream as she climaxed.

Husband withdrew his head and smiled, his face dripping with his wife’s cum as he watched her struggle to stay on her feet.

“You sure I can’t come with you tomorrow night?” he asked her. When she finished panting she replied, “Sorry, sweetie. I promised the girls that it’d be just us tomorrow.”

“Strap-ons and dildos, then?”

“Strap-ons and dildos.”

The husband chuckled.

“At least take lots of videos for me. You have fun tomorrow night, Mom. You’ve earned it.”

Sharon quickly dropped back out of sight and covered her mouth. He called her “Mom”! They weren’t an age-gap couple! They were mother and son! This shouldn’t surprise her so much after seeing what Gary and Anna was doing but part of her hoped that they were the exception, not the rule. This really drove home for Sharon that all sexual taboos were non-existent at this place. She was a little scared now what she might find in later houses…

Sharon stopped to check multiple houses on her way to Gary’s place…and watched as her worst fears were realized with each house being more depraved than the last.

One house Sharon glimpsed into the bedroom in time to see a woman clad in latex gloves, boots and chains march around the room carrying a birch while glaring evilly at a naked stud tied to the bed, a gag in his mouth and his cock like a tent pole. The man seemed to be both excited and terrified by the woman prowling around him, even more so as she touched the tip of his shaft with her birch and slowly making her way down to the balls…which she promptly struck. The man moaned in pain and pleasure, prompting Sharon to quickly run away.

Even more twisted was the House of Living Furniture as Sharon called it. A lone older gentleman was sitting in his living room reading a book and drinking while as he leaned back in his armchair with his feet propped up on a woman’s back like she were a footstool. Sharon spied two other women propping up a table on their backs and three others standing around frozen in place like living statues, all these women wearing blindfolds and gags so it was hard to make out their expressions. But none of them moved an inch and barely seemed to breathe as the man calmly enjoyed his evening with his living furniture.

As Sharon neared Gary’s house she found one home with two twin studs standing in the living room with two identical blonde bimbo twins kneeling on the ground at their feet, their bodies covered by an intricate web of ropes that squeezed their breasts and dug up into their pussies and asses. They were blindfolded and had ring gags in their mouths, forcing them open so the two studs could calmly stand there and thrust their cocks inside. It was hard to tell if the women minded or not but based on their moaning and the puddles between their legs, they were having a good time. One stud calmly sipped a beer while he thrust his cock down this bimbo’s throat without even looking at her, instead calmly watching something on TV. Meanwhile the other was texting someone on his phone.

“Mom’s pretty late tonight. Think she’ll be home by showtime?” the beer stud asked his brother.

“I’m texting her right now,” said phone stud. “She’s at her boyfriend’s. Sounds like she’ll be there all night. He sure knows how to put Mom in her place.”

Beer stud laughed. “She’s a real ball-buster with everyone else! Bout time she found someone who can give it to her up the ass. Thought it was going to be that girl Fanny in Accounting for a while but if she had to go with someone else, I’m glad it’s him.”

“Yeah. Been a while since I’ve seen Mom this happy,” agreed phone stud.

Sharon didn’t bother to listen to more of their family matters and hurried on, struggling to block out the mental image she was forming of their mother, whoever she was, sandwiched between the two of them as they fucked her silly.

At long last Gary’s house came into view. Sharon was almost too scared at first to dare look inside…but she had to. Just one more time she had to see what her husband and daughter had become…

It didn’t take long for Sharon to find Gary. On the ground floor there was a bedroom with a half-open window. The grunting and slapping of flesh was audible from clear across the yard, drawing Sharon to it and she peeked inside. There was Gary in all his muscular glory, kneeling on a bed as he fucked a woman Sharon recognized as the Collar Bimbo from the party. She was lying on her side with Gary holding up one of her legs and draping it over his shoulder. She still had her collar on and was otherwise naked as Gary thrust his huge cock inside her…all while the woman texted on her phone. Though her face was flushed and her breathing broken by the occasional sharp gasp as Gary thrust his meatstick inside her, she remained focused on finishing her text until Gary rolled his eyes and barked, “Sheila! Stop texting right now.”

Sheila jumped slightly at Gary’s sharp tone. So did Sharon, still unaccustomed to the strong, confident man he’d become. Sheila pushed her phone away and gave Gary the strangest look of fear and longing. “Sorry, Master! I was just checking on my—“

“I don’t care!” he interrupted her curtly. “You see this cock of mine in your dirty cunt?!” He glanced down at his member, half withdrawn from her pussy and visibly pulsating with his intense sexual vigor. “When I’m inside you, nothing else matters to you but my cock! You worship my cock! You’re a slave to my cock! SAY IT!”

“I-I’m a slave to your cock, Master! I can’t live without it!” Sheila whimpered. Despite how fearful she seemed, she was also visibly excited. She really meant what she said. The way she looked at Gary…she didn’t just worship his big cock. She worshiped him. She…loved him.

This intense moment was interrupted but not stopped by the sudden arrival of Anna. She backed into the room, pushing the door open with her plump naked ass as she struggled to keep hold of three drinking glasses. Ignoring her father pounding Sheila’s cunt and still growling insults at her, Anna deposited two glasses on a bedside table and kept the third for herself as she took a seat in a chair opposite the bed, legs spread and her wide eyes on her father as she fingered her pussy. Unperturbed by their new audience, Gary removed Sheila’s leg from his shoulder and flipped her so she was on her stomach. Anna masturbated harder as Gary lifted Sheila up so he’d fuck her reverse cowgirl, Sheila’s whole body on display for Anna and her father’s cock rapidly penetrating her pussy. Sheila started gushing at the prospect of having an audience, her face red with excitement as her lover and Master squeezed her massive tits with his large, strong hands.

Gary smiled as he watched Anna masturbate over Sheila’s shoulder, his cock throbbing even harder knowing that his daughter was getting off watching him fuck his girlfriend and sex pet. “You’re both such dirty girls. You most of all, Sheila,” he whispered into his lover’s ear. “I can feel you tightening up knowing that my daughter is watching us. You like showing off how you’ve become my personal fuck toy? You know how girls her age gossip. Before long the whole neighborhood will know that you’re just a sex-crazy slut who can’t resist a big cock in front of you. You want everyone in your department to know that their manager is just a bimbo whore who wants nothing more than to spread her legs for her subordinate?”

“I don’t care!” Sheila suddenly gasped, Gary’s cock going so deep inside her that a faint bulge could be detected in her stomach. “I’m a cock crazy whore! I’m a bimbo slut! I don’t care what anyone thinks of me! PLEASE FUCK ME WITH YOUR MONSTER COCK!!”

“Pound her, Daddy!” cheered Anna, her masturbating intensifying and her juices beginning to squirt all over the carpet. “Fuck that dumb cunt until she passes out! Squeeze her nipples and make her SQUEAL!!”

“With pleasure, sweetheart!”

Gary pinched Sheila’s nipples so hard that she bit her lip to contain the pain. Rather than be turned off, her pussy started gushing even harder at being degraded and abused by these two. It didn’t take long before Gary’s grunting grew louder and louder as he prepared to cum.

“Pump it in me!” Sheila begged upon realizing this. “Fill me with your warm cock milk! Make me your preggo whore! Cum in me! CUM IN ME!!!”

Gary roared as he did just that, pumping impossible amounts of semen into her womb and making her belly swell even more. Sheila’s eyes crossed as she reared her head back into an orgasmic scream and Anna moaned loudly as well as she climaxed, her squirting so forceful that some of it reached the bed.

Sheila fell forward onto the bed, panting with exhaustion but smiling contently as Gary’s cock shlicked out of her covered in a combination of his cum and hers. Immediately copious amounts of semen began leaking out of her all over the bed. When Anna saw this her mouth began watering and she jumped up to join them, crawling on top of Sheila and burying her face between her legs. Sheila laughed as Anna proceeded to lap up all of her father’s cum leaking out of her like she was sampling mana from heaven. Anna’s pussy hovering above Sheila’s head, she couldn’t help but have a taste and squeezed Anna’s plump ass as she sucked the remaining juices out of her cunt. Meanwhile Gary leaned back against the headboard, his cock limp at first until Anna started licking Sheila at which point he grew hard again.

Gary glanced over at Sheila’s phone which was still sitting on the edge of the bed before looking back to the two women. “Sorry I interrupted earlier. You were checking in on your sons, right? They doing okay?” he asked in a much gentler tone than before. Sheila stopped sucking on Anna and smiled at him.

“Oh of course. Their girlfriends are over there so they’ll be happy for the rest of the evening. They just wanted to see if I’d be home for showtime tonight. Given the time, I’ll be taking it here.”

Anna lapped up her fill of cum and rolled off Sheila, lying on her side while Sheila sat up and scooted closer to Gary so the two could cuddle. Seeing her rest her head on her father’s shoulder made Anna smile. “I’m surprised they even bothered to ask. You’ve been over here damn near every night the past few months. I know it’s just sex talk but I’m pretty sure you really are addicted to Daddy’s cock. Why else would you come over here when you’ve got two hot sons to fuck you whenever you wish? I know from personal experience that they’re damn good. Had a fivesome with them and their girlfriends just yesterday. They’ve got skills, I’ll give them that.”

Sheila smiled and gently stroked Gary’s leg, prompting him to smile back at her. “That’s true…but neither of them can discipline me quite like your father. I don’t know why but when I look at him…I just want to fall to my knees and do whatever he says. How can any woman resist such a strong, commanding man like him…?”

Gary blushed and rewarded her kind words by slipping his arm around her waist and bringing her in close for a kiss.

“I still can’t believe you’re Daddy’s boss at work. Ever since he put that collar on you, all you do is jump at his every command,” noted Anna. “Don’t get me wrong, it’s fun watching you run around and humiliate yourself. I really appreciate it when he shoves some of the extra chores onto you but it still surprises me how things are so different in the office.”

“Sheila is a strong-willed woman. She’s ambitious but kind and has an excellent head for business but sometimes being in charge so much can leave a person with a desire to let go and submit. Sheila happens to be one of those people,” explained Gary, his hand still around Sheila’s waist.

“And only your father has given me the kind of love and discipline I’ve found I needed. So strong…so firm…but still so kind and loving…” Sheila added, dreamily running one of her hands along his biceps. “I will do anything for your father. I’ll obey him. I’ll serve him. I’ll be his plaything until the end of time and have his babies if he commands it…”

That last comment prompted a laugh from Anna. “Considering how much of his cum you probably still have in you, you probably are pregnant. I should prepare myself for having a little brother or sister in the near future…”

Anna half-meant it as a joke but it prompted surprisingly serious glances between Gary and Sheila. “Should we tell her?” Sheila whispered. “As good a time as any,” Gary whispered back. They turned to a confused Anna and slowly addressed her.

“Anna…my beloved daughter…I think it’s safe to say that you’re whole life you’ve been lacking…a genuine mother figure. Do you agree?” Gary asked very seriously.

Anna scoffed and her expression turned sour. “Understatement. As far as I’m concerned, I’ve never had a mother. That creature we threw out earlier today was a walking, breathing birthing pod to me. Nothing more.”

“I still can’t believe I missed that!” Sheila interrupted, visibly frustrated at having missed the show with Sharon during the party. She’d heard plenty of stories about her from Gary and was equally looking forward to the day that she might show back up so she could see her stupid expression at seeing her family again. “I had a few choice words of my own I wanted to say to that bitch…”

“Well then you shouldn’t have gone off into the woods to piss against a tree like a dog. We have indoor plumbing, you know,” said Anna teasingly.

Sheila chuckled, “What can I say? Your father has trained me well…”

“Getting back on point!” interrupted Gary. “Anna…there’s a good chance you’re right and that Sheila will be having my child soon. But rather than have this baby be your half-sibling by blood alone…how would you feel that they be your half-sibling in name as well?”

Anna cocked an eyebrow.

“Meaning…?” she started slowly, not fully grasping what Gary was trying to say.

“What your father means is, how would you like to have a real family with real siblings and…a real mother…like me…?”

It finally dawned on Anna.

“Wait a minute…” she began slowly, sitting up and looking back and forth between a smirking Gary and Sheila. “Are you two…did you get engaged?!”

Gary’s smirk broke out into a wide smile as he pulled open his bedside drawer and pulled out a ring box. He opened it to reveal the shiny engagement ring he was planning to give to Sheila. “Sheila and I talked about it and we can’t picture our lives without each other anymore. We thought it best to keep it quiet until we got your thoughts on the subject. But I want Sheila to be my wife. I want her children to be your brothers. And I want you…to have a proper mother in your life for once…”

Sheila smiled. She cared deeply for Anna, just as much as she did with her own boys, and would be proud to be considered her mother. All they needed was Anna’s agreement.

Anna went silent for a long time, her expression blank as she processed all this until she finally sighed and said, “Who am I to stand in the way of Daddy’s happiness? If I had to pick a mother, I’d be happy to have Sheila. But if you two want to get married, I have one condition first!”

Gary and Sheila watched as Anna repositioned herself, sitting upright and her open legs aimed at her father and future stepmother. She spread open her pussy so they could see her quivering insides and smiled as she said, “Daddy…pump your baby batter in me too! Put a bun in my oven! Give me your baby and I’ll happily take Sheila as my mother. I want to one day see my new sibling playing in the backyard with the beautiful child I have with Daddy…”

Gary and Sheila were quiet for a moment before they burst out laughing. It wasn’t mocking laughter but happy laughter. Gary quietly agreed to her terms by climbing on top of her and thrusting his cock into her waiting pussy. It was Anna’s turn to squeal and laugh as her father thrust his cock balls-deep into her with one thrust and proceeded to fuck her hard and fast. Sheila began to tear up a little bit, overjoyed that they were officially becoming a family and joined her future husband and stepdaughter in their first family threesome. While Gary enjoyed her pussy, Sheila enjoyed Anna’s mouth by sitting on her face so she could lick her pussy. Anna was happy to do so and stuck her tongue in her stepmother’s pussy, all while Sheila leaned forward to embrace and kiss her new husband. This was a magical and wonderful evening for the three of them. Their lives in Serenity Gardens, while already happy and wonderful, were becoming utterly perfect as they embraced each other. Everyone in the community would be happy for them when they announced their engagement, many of the neighbors having seen it coming a mile away. The Holmen family was going to expand rapidly now into a happy, wonderful future for them all…

…Unless of course Sharon had something to say about it!

Sharon had long since stopped watching them but continued to sit under the window and listen to their vile and depraved conversations. It was disgusting how Gary was about to knock up his own daughter just to get her approval to marry another woman! But as disgusted as Sharon was by that…it was the fact that Gary was getting married again that really pushed her over the edge.

Gary was hers! HERS! And this bimbo slut was stealing him away! Gary was her last hope of escaping her hellish life and now that door was closing forever. Sharon squeezed her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white, barely able to keep herself from jumping through the window and attacking them all.

Gary was lost to her. She could never have him back. But if she couldn’t make him hers…she’d make sure he’d never be able to have anyone else! She’d expose him! She’d expose this whole damn community! Sharon resolved to show the whole world what insanity SYL has inflicted on these people and take REVENGE!!!

First she needed to get out of here…

Sharon was all too happy to move away from the debauch sounds emanating from the open window. She hurried alongside the house to the street with the intent of making her way to a section of the wall she noted on the opposite side of the street with a big tree next to it. She could use that to escape…

“Hurry up, Jason! Hurry!” a young woman’s voice suddenly rang out.

“I’m coming, Brittany! Jeez!” replied a young man.

Sharon quickly ducked into some bushes alongside Gary’s house just as two teens rode up on bicycles, stopping just across from her hiding place, much to her frustration. They appeared to be in their late teens and definitely children of Serenity Gardens. The girl named Brittany was sporting platinum blonde hair and boobs so big Sharon was amazed she could balance herself on a bicycle with those melons dangling from her chest. The boy, Jason, was shaved bald and sporting a visible package under his shorts that must’ve hurt while sitting on a bicycle seat. Brittany stopped to give Jason a dirty look and chew him out for making her late.

“Fuck you, Jason!” she swore. “If you hadn’t insisted on fucking me in the ass one last time we wouldn’t be so late! I’ll never get back home before showtime. I promised my Mom and Dad that I’d be back in time. Now we may miss it entirely.”

Jason sighed and said, “Sorry you won’t get to watch it with your family but come on, Brit! You won’t miss it! We’ll just pop into one of these houses to watch! No one ever locks their doors around here and I know they won’t mind. Besides…”

Jason eyed the house next to Gary’s lecherously. “I’ve always wanted to see how good the triplets feel…”

Sharon hadn’t paid much attention to Gary’s neighbors but now that her attention was on it she realized that she could clearly see the house occupants through a nearby window. Three adult women lived there, likely triplets as Jason said as they all possessed identical curvy bodies and heads full of flaming red hair. They were gathered in the living room wearing nothing but red high heels, two of them bending forward all the way with their wrists bound to their ankles and their asses on display for the third one. The third triplet marched up and down holding a large paddle in her hands, occasionally pausing to slap one of them in the ass with it. The windows were closed so the sound was dampened but Sharon could see from the color of their asses that they’d been doing this for quite a while.

Jason and Brittany continued to argue about what they would do for showtime when it finally hit Sharon that she’d heard this phrase multiple times so far. What was showtime? Why did these people seem so eager for it?

THRUM! THRUM! THRUM!

Sharon’s answer would come as a pulsating bell-like sound emanated from a series of speakers attached to the lamp posts all up and down the street. Like the music from the party it gave Sharon a headache but seemed to have a very different effect on everyone else who heard it.

The first thing Sharon noticed was the triplets in the house. The one doing the spanking suddenly dropped her paddle and stood as straight as a rod. She stayed that way for a few seconds as the “bell” continued to ring, eventually moving to untie her two sisters. Sharon jumped when she heard clattering from the street and was shocked to see Jason and Brittany abandoning their bikes and stripping naked right there in the street. As soon as they were nude they left everything behind and marched into the house in an almost robot-like fashion. As they passed under a streetlight Sharon caught a glimpse of their expressions. They were…blank. Empty. Like they didn’t have a thought or emotion in their minds besides heading into the house. They reached the living room just as the second triplet was untied and without a word all five of them quickly settled in the chairs in the living around and fixated on the TV screen. The TV was at an angle that Sharon couldn’t see what was on it but before she could try she detected movement in Gary’s house.

Just like with the two teens, Gary, Anna and Sheila were marching through the house to the living room where the three of them promptly sat on the couch and stared at the blank TV with equally blank expressions. The bells continued for several more minutes as, Sharon presumed, all the other residents of Serenity Gardens stopped whatever perverse activities they were taking part in to gather around the nearest television screen for their beloved showtime. When the bells finally stopped, every TV blinked to life and illuminated the faces of Gary and everyone else with a bright white light. It was so strange, even for this place, to watch them all become utterly captivated by whatever was on the screens. Sharon couldn’t see any TV from her angle but she steadily realized that this was for the best…

“Hypnosis…” she whispered. “Mind control! That’s what SYL has done to all these people! That’s why they let themselves become bimbos and studs who fuck anyone and everyone around them! SYL is making them do this! But…why?!”

“Why” was the million dollar question, one she didn’t think she’d get an answer to here tonight. But one thing she realized was that SYL was not an opponent to underestimate. They could wipe memories…they could brainwash people into breaking deeply ingrained taboos…what else could they do?

The advantage of showtime was that it left everyone too deep in a trance to notice anyone sneaking about. This was the perfect opportunity to escape! Sharon dashed out into the street, almost tripping over one of the bikes as she hurried to where she noted her escape route. She got as far as the opposite sidewalk when she suddenly stopped and turned back to Gary’s house, staring at it plottingly. Something one of the teens said was suddenly resonating through her mind…

”No one ever locks their doors around here!” Jason said. Indeed, he and Britany were able to walk into walk into the triplets’ house without difficulty. Did this mean…?

Against all better judgement, Sharon approached Gary’s front door and tried the handle. It was completely unlocked and clicked open with a slight creak. Sharon peeked inside, spying Gary, Anna and Sheila still on the couch and watching their TV screen with wide empty eyes and completely oblivious to her presence. She smiled evilly as she realized that showtime wasn’t just the best chance to escape. It was also a prime opportunity to claim some of what she’s owed…

Still convincing herself that some of Gary’s newfound wealth was in some way hers, Sharon went about burglarizing the house to get her fair share. Careful to avoid the living room lest she get ensnared by whatever hypnotic program she was watching, Sharon grabbed a pillowcase and proceeded to go from room to room to grab whatever expensive-looking items she could. There were a few pricey trinkets on display plus some fancy jewelry in Anna’s room, another sign of how much SYL had changed her (she never wore jewelry before). In Gary’s room she snatched some expensive watches and, as a final insult, grabbed the engagement ring which had been abandoned on the bed when showtime began.

Overall Sharon’s little heist took about fifteen minutes. What she didn’t expect was for showtime to last that long as well. She froze when she suddenly heard loud moaning and slurping from the living room. Though afraid of getting caught, she crept closer to take a glimpse at what was going on. Showtime had indeed just ended but based on their blank expressions they were all still somewhat in a trance. Didn’t stop them from resuming their threesome though. Gary was standing in the middle of the room, his cock erect and both Anna and Sheila kneeling on opposite sides of it and running their tongues up and down his shaft. In the neighboring house, all three of the triplets were bent over the couch as Jason fucked one and Britany, wearing a strap-on, fucked a second while the third eagerly awaited her turn.

Time was running out. Sharon quickly ducked out the back door and hurried around the front to escape. As she reached the front yard she glanced over her shoulder one last time to shoot Gary a dirty look through the front window. If she ever returned to this place it would be to flaunt her victory over these losers! They had the advantage over her now but once she began her exposure campaign against SYL, their lives would crumble! They’d all end up in jail or a psych hospital or…or…

“Fuck…me…” was all Sharon could groan as she came to a screeching halt in front of a very irate Phil and Betty, the two of them standing outside their squad car and glaring at their escaped prisoner. In Serenity Gardens, security personnel are the only ones exempt from the compulsion to stop everything and enjoy showtime. Recognizing this time as a vulnerable time as the brainwashing on all residents is reinforced, the company had security up their patrols during this window and keep a sharp eye out for anything unusual. And while Serenity Garden residents seldom lock their doors this didn’t mean that there was no security system active. A biometrics system monitors anyone who comes and goes from a house and a door opening during showtime raised some major red flags. Phil and Betty, plenty embarrassed by them letting Sharon escape, were already looking for her when they received the alert and here they now were, ready to take their prisoner back into custody.

After tasing her again, of course.

The last thing Sharon saw before blacking out again was Betty raising a Taser and pointing it at her. Later on she once again woke up handcuffed in the back of a squad car and saw Phil and Betty talking to a nude Gary, Anna and Sheila over by the house with a curious Jason, Britany and triplets watching from the house next door. But something was different this time. She felt a lot more disoriented than she did the before. It wasn’t just the shock of being electrocuted twice in one day. This was…different. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. She wanted to struggle against her handcuffs and find some way to escape but had trouble finding the will to do so. Despite everything she felt strangely…calm. Then she noticed she was wearing earbuds attached to an mp3 player clipped to her belt…

The window was rolled down entirely so Sharon could hear all of the conversation. Starting off she heard Betty saying, “…a bit unnecessary, I know. The Compliance programming being loaded into her brain right now will keep her docile and easy to manage. The handcuffs are just for the satisfaction of putting this bitch in chains.”

“Now will you send her to Dr. Caldwin?” Gary asked angrily.

Phil nodded, “Yes, she’s already been notified to expect a special case. Any preferences on what she does to her?”

“Give her a Streetwalker package!” chimed in Anna. “Cheapest one you’ve got!”

“I second that,” agreed Gary, “I want this bitch to be sleeping in a gutter the rest of her miserable life…”

Sheila nodded furiously in agreement while playing with her shiny new engagement ring now secure on her finger. She wasn’t going to let this thing out of her sight again.

As Phil and Betty prepared to leave, everyone looked over to the car and noticed Sharon watching them. Gary and Anna gave her the dirtiest looks they could while simultaneously giving her the finger again. They turned to walk back inside but Sheila announced her desire to speak to Sharon first. Gary and Anna stood by the front door and watched her approach the squad car, still naked and shaking her hips more for the viewing pleasure of her new family than anything. When she reached the car Sheila bent over and stuck her head inside, resting her massive tits on her arms as they rested across the window frame.

“So…you’re the former Mrs. Holmen. I’m the future Mrs. Holmen. Pleasure to finally meet you!” she greeted mockingly. For a moment Sharon felt the urge to say something snarky back but the feeling faded as quickly as it came, leaving her strangely apathetic. Sheila smiled knowingly, aware that the earbuds were blasting Sharon’s brain with a barrage of strong subliminal messages designed to render a subject calm and compliant. They’ve been in her ears since she was dropped into the squad car and have had long enough to take root in her brain to effectively paralyze her. Sheila could finally say what she’s wanted to say after learning how badly this woman hurt her beloved Gary.

“Gary and Anna hate you so much,” Sheila continued, “And they have every right to. Personally? I almost pity you. Almost. You had within your grasp the two most wonderful things in the world. A husband who loved you dearly and a child whom you could’ve gotten along splendidly with if you weren’t just…you. Then you threw them all away for a guy with a nicer car and larger bank account and look where it got you. I won’t spoil the surprise but I know exactly what’s awaiting you. Simplify Your Life treats its employees very well…and its enemies no mercy. And I’m going to make sure you get the worst they can possibly give you…”

Sheila leaned in through the window more to bring her face closer to Sharon’s. Outside everyone smiled as they took in an eyeful of her shapely naked ass.

“You threw away the most wonderful man in the world like he was a piece of garbage, hurt the most beautiful daughter a mother could want for absolutely nothing. Well Anna is my daughter now…and Gary is my husband. I’m going to marry him. I’m going to love and cherish him until the day I die. I’m going to have as many of his beautiful babies as he wants…and I’m going to do it all while carrying the deep satisfaction of knowing that we have everything we could ever want…and you have nothing.”

That last bit stirred something deep within Sharon despite her Compliance brainwashing. Tears welled up in her eyes as the realization of her complete and utter defeat finally began to settle in. Having said her piece, Sheila pulled out of the squad car and finished with, “Goodbye, Sharon. It really was a pleasure to meet you. Now get the fuck out of here.”

She returned to the house where Gary and Anna were waiting with glowing smiles. Both women clung lovingly to Gary with his hands around their waists and they went inside for another round of sex and some sleep, all while Sharon watched them with tears in her eyes as Phil and Betty drove her away…

The next day was a bright and sunny day, a perfect day to spend outside in Serenity Gardens. After a hearty breakfast, people slowly emerged from their houses to start their days going about their chores or engaging in fun activities. The front door of the Holmen house opened and out stepped Anna dressed in extremely short hot pants, a bikini top and stiletto sandals. She stretched in the morning sun and smiled as she waited for her father to join her. Gary stepped out wearing a tight white t-shirt bearing an SYL fitness club logo, equally tight black pants and tennis shoes, smiling just as brightly as his daughter as he breathed in the wonderful scent of clean air and freshly cut grass. They quietly smiled at each other before looking down at their third companion. Sheila emerged from the house crawling along the ground like a dog, wearing nothing but her usual dog collar and a leash which Gary gripped tightly. On her finger glinted her engagement ring as she smiled dreamily, so happy to finally being formally engaged to the man of her dreams while simultaneously being his bitch.

The new Holmen family was on their way to Sheila’s house to tell her sons that they would soon have a new stepfather and stepsister, news Sheila was certain they’d greet enthusiastically with an orgy. Before they left she insisted that they announce to the world that she was now officially Gary’s woman, hence the leash and the walk. As they strolled down the street they were greeted by many friends and neighbors, none of whom seemed bothered by the naked woman walking like a dog. Bimbos jogging along with their tits bouncing in every direction paused to pat Sheila on the head and congratulate them all when told the good news. Teens playing in the streets stopped to wave and cheer for them as they strolled by. Some of Gary’s beer buddies stopped mowing the lawn to slap him on the back and invite him and his fiancé over later for a swap party.

The entire time they walked, Gary and Anna were glowing as bright as the sun. Their lives turned around so dramatically after joining Simplify Your Life. SYL has given them so much.

SYL is wonderful.

SYL is great.

Without doubt or question, they both made a silent pledge to help SYL in whatever way they could become the greatest corporation in the world…

Meanwhile, a month later and half the country away, a dirty old man standing in some grimy city alley moaned contently as a pair of soft puffy lips sucked on his unwashed cock, courtesy of the trashiest prostitute he’s ever laid her eyes on. He didn’t know her name, and didn’t care to, but this whore made some waves when she suddenly appeared one day. Most prostitutes walking the backstreets of this city tend to be trashy but this woman was on a whole other level. She wore a cheap flimsy dress that was torn in several spots, cheap fishnet stockings that were dirty from constantly kneeling in muddy water, cheap high heels and her face matted with the cheapest bargain bin makeup you could find, her long dark hair also showing signs of not having been washed in a while. She didn’t seem to care anything about this though. All that mattered to her was sucking cock…for a price, of course.

The prostitute moaned happily as she swallowed the man’s dirty cock. He looked to be one step above a homeless person but that didn’t seem to bother her in the slightest. The man had approached her a few minutes before, hearing that she was cheap and offering some money for a quick blowjob. She didn’t even wait to be paid, dropping to her knees and quickly unzipping his pants before swallowing his cock whole. It didn’t take long for him to cum in her mouth which she happily swallowed and requested her fee.

“Two dollars, please,” she said dreamily, still savoring the cum in her mouth.

“Damn! You are cheap!” the old man laughed. He dropped two dollar bills on her head and walked off cackling. She smiled and picked up the bills and shoved them into her cheap purse filled with singles and $5 bills. Her going rates were $1 for a handjob or tittyfuck, $2 for a blowjob and $5 for pussy or anal. Some of the other prostitutes have tried to question her on how she expect to survive on such cheap prices but never got much of an answer. The woman seemed dim, like she didn’t fully understand their questions and instead just smiled and walked away.

“More customers…need to find more customers…” was all anyone could get out of her. Later that night she’d stop to rest at the local hostel that she called her home, one with a very small SYL logo in the corner of the sign. The hostel owner always smiled and greeted her, keeping an eye on this particular prostitute per the orders of his employers…careful for any signs her programming might be breaking. But it never did. Once in the hands of SYL’s top scientists, the gold-digger once known as Sharon had become nothing but a low IQ whore, unable to think about anything besides her next customer. Most of the money she made went to the hostel to buy her meals, leaving her without a penny to her name most of the time.

As Sharon strolled down the streets looking for customers to fuck for cheap, Sheila strolled down the aisle to marry Gary. As Sharon fell to her knees to worship a tiny cock, Gary stood tall and proud as he got promoted at work and enjoyed the wonderful company of his new wife, daughter, sons and all his neighbors and coworkers. As Sharon struggled to string two words together, Anna dazzled everyone with her sharp mind and even sharper eye for impressive new outfit designs for SYL’s fashion department, making her a huge hit in the fashion world overall.

Another picturesque day, the new Holmen family gathered around their pool while enjoying some fun in the sun. Mr. and Mrs. Holmen were working on their tans, Sheila now sporting a very noticeable baby bump, while an equally pregnant Anna sat on the edge of the pool with her two stepbrothers and stroking their cocks. She had a little bet going with them. The last person to cum gets to blow his load in her ass! Both of the brothers were grunting and struggling not to cum, much to Anna’s amusement.

“So tell me, honey,” Sheila suddenly said out of the blue, “Do you ever think about…you-know-who?”

Gary immediately scoffed, knowing exactly who she was referring to. He looked at his daughter and stepsons before moving on to his new wife. Just as in love with her as the day he married her, he squeezed her hand gently and replied, “Why would I ever want to waste brainpower on that gold-digger? I’ve got everything I could ever want or need right here. I guess you could say…I’ve traded up!”

Gary and Sheila both laughed at this, just as Anna began giggling as her stepbrothers climaxed at the same time and it rained all over her. Though they both lost, Anna felt sorry for them and gave them a consolation prize of jumping in the pool and licking their cocks clean. Gary grew hard watching this, prompting his wife to give him a blowjob too, satisfying everyone gathered there. It was another glorious day in the life of the Holmen family. So simple…yet so happy…

THE END