The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Tak’Lon’s Wager

PART ONE

Tak’Lon and Psat’Dooo were indulging in the outlawed national pastime of the B’Naf’By (which means ‘the Wise, Benevolent, and Really Good Looking Ones, and to spitog with everyone else’ in their native tongue)- gambling on research subjects- in this case, humans.

As always, the bet involved the reactions of a pre-selected subject to unusual stimulus. The details and rules of the wager are too complex to get into here. Besides, just thinking about B’Naf’By gambling protocols tends to give humans brain tumors. In fact, it is probably best to leave most of the details about them, their ship, and their purported mission to the imagination. Your guesses will be wrong, but far more pleasant than the reality!

It has been an exceptionally long tour for our pair. They are basically on ‘stake out’, and unfortunately, they drew a double shift- two of their months, which translates to about five of our years. They were grumpy and bored and figured no one would notice if they played a little game. Their species’ ‘little games’ have so far accounted for the extinction of hundreds of species across the universe, and there are still a couple planets unaccounted for. These games are outlawed by interstellar decree and are the basis of one of the biggest and longest running feuds in known space. The B’Naf’By don’t see what all the fuss is. They argue that no really useful species has ever been hurt, and besides it is just good clean fun!

Daniel was totally unprepared for what was about to happen to him.

Daniel (he’d probably be ‘Dan’ to his buddies, but he doesn’t really have any, and he is ‘Danny’ only to his mom and sister) was walking home from high school thinking about what he was going to do after graduating in another year. He kept coming back to joining the military because they could not afford college and not much else really appealed to him. The school day is generally a blur of boring classes and moderate hazing by the other students, and today was not much better.

As he walked home, he saw a toy ray gun with a big tag tied to it that read ‘Pick Me Up’. He looked around for booby traps or hidden cameras, then picked it up. The other side of the stiff tag said: “Instant Change Ray Gun- instantly changes anyone into whatever you want! Good for 10-20 shots. Just think about what you want the target to look, think, and/or act like, select ‘Temporary’ or ‘Permanent’ setting for the switch, choose the duration of the change (if temporary) on the dial, then point the gun and pull the trigger. Warning- Do not use while intoxicated or sleeping. Do not use underwater. Do not use within 15 kiblots of fruit. These directions will self-destruct in 10 secon...” The tag suddenly burst into a bright flame and poofed into ashes.

OK, this was too weird for Daniel. He was carrying the gun and heading home, trying to remember exactly what the tag had said. The usage directions were clear enough (the controls on the gun were well-labeled), and most of the warnings were somewhat logical, but... “fruit? Kiblots? Did it mean ‘kilobytes’? Did I misread it?” He looked more closely at the gun. It looked just like the toy sparking ray guns he played with as a child. The internal mechanism looked pretty much like the toys did- sparker, ratchet mechanism... except this gun had a heavy battery-looking thing in the handle that made it weight a lot for its size. As he thought about it, he noticed he was getting a woodie just thinking about the possibilities, when someone touched him on the shoulder!

He spun around, reflexively pulling the trigger as he did...

...and the beam caught his neighbor’s daughter, eight year-old Trixie, full on. She looked stunned for a minute, then grinned and lisped “Daniel, what’th that? Cool! A toy gun! Can I play wif it?”

Daniel stuttered out “N.. n, n, no. I, I, I need to go home now.” Oh, my god, he beamed the neighbor’s kid! Thankfully, it did not look like anything was happening. He turned to go home and heard her say goodbye... but... her voice sounded a little different. He turned back to see Trixie walking away with a sexy sway to her growing hips. As he watched, she was getting taller and filling in. She was as tall as he was and her clothing was barely keeping up. Her little T-shirt was now showing off a lot of her back and her shorts were skin-tight, showing a perfect butt. Her legs were filling out, sculpting themselves beautifully. Her brown hair had grown long and silky, dancing on her back. Even her bare feet looked sexy. He could see large breasts stretching the thin shirt- bulging out both sides of her.

Suddenly, she stopped and turned to look at him- ohmigod She was gorgeous! Her cute little kid’s face was all grown up. She looked like a centerfold model. “Danny, can I come home with you, instead? I’d really like to... ‘play’. Do you want to ‘play’ with me, stud?” She asked with a very suggestive smile on her face.

“Uh... s, s, sure!” He managed to stammer out. Wow- he was having problems communicating this afternoon! She smiled like she had just won the jackpot. She skipped over to grab his arm and almost drug him the rest of the way home. They rapidly went upstairs, with Daniel thanking his lucky stars that no one else was home. Trixie fell to kissing him fervently, running her free hand over his body. She was slipping them both out of their clothes murmuring about how much she wanted him, how hot she was, how much she had looked forward to this...

‘Uueerk!” He gargled as he came in her hand when she touched his stiff cock. She smiled and lifted her hand to her face and licked it off in front of him, then kissed him hard, letting him taste his own salty flavor on her lips. He finally got his brain in gear and reached up to fondle her huge, warm, bouncy boobs. Just touching her tits got him hard again and she slipped to her knees to take him in her hot mouth. She licked, caressed, and tickled his cock and balls until he shot another wad.

Trixie squealed with happiness as his hot cum shot in her mouth and on her face. She stood again to wipe herself off, and gently, shyly took his hand to lead him to the bed. “I’ve been waiting for this, Studly! I need you inside me so bad!” She said as she nuzzled his neck and played with his cock before pushing him into bed. She nestled her pussy at the tip of his prick, then worked her way down, inch by agonizing inch. When she hit the bottom, she began to squirm and move, twisting herself every which way on his straining meat. Then she began a basic, primal pounding- up and down, up and down... getting faster and faster, harder and harder. She began to cry out as orgasm after orgasm hit as she screwed herself brainless on her beloved’s god-like cock! He came again and she moaned as she shuddered through the biggest of the climaxes so far. She flopped down on top of him bonelessly, smashing her incredible boobs on his rather scrawny chest.

“Oh, my God, that was wonderful, Studly.” She whispered in his ear, licking it playfully with her tongue. After a bit Daniel worked up the energy to position himself to begin to eat her out. He was finally taking some initiative. He kissed her delicate lips, nose being tickled by her crinkly hairs. He licked her sensitive lips, tasting their flavors mixed on her juices. He reached up to play with her large breasts as she wiggled and moaned under his ministrations.

Her soft, sparse hairs felt wonderful on his nose while he delighted in the sensations of her rock hard nipples on her handful-sized tits under his hands. He licked her pussy again... did it seem smaller somehow? The hairs less krinkly? Her breasts definitely FELT smaller... He looked up to see that her feet no longer touched the ground and her breasts were almost flat. OhmiGAWD! What was the gun set to?? He scrambled up and looked for where he dropped it earlier. ‘Temporary, 30 minutes”.

“Gee, Daniel, that was fun, but I think I need to get dressed. I think it’s almost time for thupper.” She quickly got dressed and skipped out of the room. Daniel saw her skip home just seconds before his mom’s car came into view. He grabbed his clothes and slipped off to the one bathroom to clean up.

Meanwhile, circling a mere light-second above the planet, the watcher’s horrible vessel floated on the ether. Of course, intergalactic law required a TWO light-second distance when following planets, but Tak’Lon wanted a better view, especially upon gaining the first score. Victory slime oozed out of every orifice, which Psat’Dooo had to mop up, per tradition. This, of course, made Psat’Dooo oh, so very happy. The various ship droids carefully avoided the even more odiferous than usual Psat’Dooo as s/he sklurped his way back to s/his chambers.

“Danny, we’re home!” His mom called as she and his sister came in. “Danny? Where are you?” She came upstairs looking for him. “Danny? Are you in the bathroom? What is that smell?” Oh, dang. What to do, what to do...

Daniel came out and played innocent. “Hi Mom! I was in the bathroom. What smell?”

“It smells like... like...” His mom was stymied. It smelled like hot sex to her, but she was unable to connect the thoughts ‘Daniel’ and ‘hot sex’ in any coherent way. “Is there anything funny in your room?”

He replied that there might be some old food or something in there, he’d clean up the room tonight. He kissed his mom and went down to help with the household chores and homework. The rest of the night went well, until...

Daniels’s mom, Nora, and his sister, Christie, were at the table working on their business or school stuff while Daniel took his turn at dishes. His mind was a million miles away, thinking about how he could use the gun, imagining wild sexual escapades and using his collection of downloaded pictures as the raw materials- oh, yeah… especially that one hot model… what was her name? Wild dirty blonde hair, big boobs… Oh, yeah, that would be so sweet! As he stretched over the counter to reach a stray glass, he felt something odd catch in his pocket.

OhmiGOD! The gun! He did not remember putting it in his pocket- the dang thing has a hair trigger and no safety catch! He felt the beam shoot past his leg and spun to watch it ricochet off his mom and hit his sister. Nooo! Not only did he not particularly want to change them, but he did not want to waste any of the charges. AND he could not recall if it was set to ‘Temporary’ or ‘Permanent’ this time!

He froze as he saw them change before his eyes. Their hair was first- his mom’s from grey-streaked black and his sisters from a dark sandy color both to a dazzling pale gold with a wild array of darker and lighter streaks. His mom grew a bit shorter and his sister grew a lot taller as one grew younger and the other aged.

Daniel watched as his 15 year-old sister grew up before his very eyes. She was getting taller and wider. While a lot of her body was out of his sight under the table, he watched in amazement as her chest slowly ballooned out from a braless youthful flatness to an enthusiastic hugeness- EE or F cup if he remembered the stats on the original model. As her tits swelled, he swore he could hear her skin make a soft erotic moan as it stretched. Her soft pink T-shirt stretched to the limits of endurance as her developing nipples pushed thumb-sized dents in the taut fabric.

Christie did not seem to notice any changes as her lengthening arms were pushing her glass of juice across the table.

Even as he was staring at his sister’s developing bust, he noticed his mom changing at the same time. His mom’s breasts were about a B or C cup now that he actually looked at them. First, they seemed to lift, then separate as they grew. He heard her bra hooks ping as they died, one by one. Her button-up shirt was getting really, really tight- the seams straining, little threads showing. Her shirt was showing a rather absurd shape as her growing boobs massively overflowed her old cups and were being mashed by the bra and more than skin-tight shirt. At the same time, the collar, sleeves and waist of the shirt were getting looser.

Daniel could see her hips reshaping and bottom plumping up. Her legs shifted angles a little as they grew longer and shapelier. The waist of her business-like skirt got saggy even as the hips grew snug. He watched as his mom got deliciously leggier.

Their faces were shifting to identical twins with perfectly straight noses, cute mouths with luscious lips, and incredible cheekbones. Daniel’s mind was struggling to take in all of the changes- he never would have thought of ears as sexy before this, and their graceful necks alone captured his gaze for long seconds. His mom’s skin was taking on a golden hue as it smoothed over and she absently removed her glasses with an incredibly sculpted arm and delicate fingers.

As one, both goddesses sighed and took a huge stretch as if to work out some kinked muscles. When they pulled their arms back, his mom’s shirt tore along the side seam and his sister’s T was stretched to transparency.

His mom turned to Christie and said “Hmmm, I need a break. How about you?” Christie smiled and nodded happily. They turned to look at Daniel and Nora asked “How about it lover? Are you up for some fun?” Christie giggled happily as Danny blushed furiously.

His mom stood up and wiggled out of clothes that were horribly tight in some places and ludicrously loose in others. She stretched again and rubbed herself where the clothes pinched- which happened to be centered on her bountiful breasts. She began purring as she touched herself. Nora also slithered out of her mis-fitting clothes and was massaging her sides and hips where her old waistband left marks on her otherwise flawless skin. They stepped over to Daniel and one tilted his head back for a deep, tongue-filled kiss, while the other undid his trousers and was caressing his cock.

Daniel was 16 years old. He has never had sex before a few hours ago, although he usually masturbated several times a week. He has already cum three times, but was rapidly preparing to go for a personal best record. By now, he was waking up a bit so he led his twin bombshells into the living room, where there were lots of pillows, a thick rug, and a big, sturdy couch.

By the time the threesome got to the room, Daniel could not tell one from the other, and he was not sure it made a difference. He kissed one of them hard and played with her nipples as the other played with his cock and balls. He swapped them and kissed the other while the first began to take his cock deep in her mouth. When she began to suck with gusto, all thoughts fled his mind.

Daniel was not sure he could satisfy both women orally and still be able to fuck them, so he shoved the other girl on the floor and shoved his cock deep into her. She squealed and squirmed like a demon impaled on a spike- it was wonderful! The other twin alternated between sucking and kissing his cock when it came out of her sister’s cunt, and squatting over Daniel’s head, dripping her juices on him when he was not licking her off.

He came with a grunt as his partner panted her way through an athletic orgasm. The unfulfilled twin quickly moved Daniel to the couch and literally jumped his bone, plunging all the way in one slick move. God, while they looked and sounded identical, they tasted, smelled, moved, and reacted so differently! This one was more aggressive, humping and moving as she ground her big tits in Daniel’s face, begging him to suck them. The other girl had recovered enough that she was kissing him on every place she could reach, even sucking his toes! When she licked the sole of his foot in one long swipe, he suddenly came deep inside his partner’s hot cunt. She freaked out, shaking and moaning as his sperm was pushed deep inside her.

Both women gently manipulated Daniel on the couch and stretched out beside him, keeping him cozy as they fell into a deep, warm sleep.

Tak’Lon’s victory ooze turned acidic and ate through the deck plates with a noxious sizzle. It had been that verdammitsnitzle Psat’Dooo’s idea to design the gun with no trigger guard. Not only did s/he get this point, it was doubled for twins. TWINS! Psat’s chuckles could be heard throughout the odious craft until Tak’lon tore his/her own ears off. The overworked repair droids sighed and went back to work.

The next morning, Daniel woke up with a start- something odd was... Ohmigod- a foxy babe was kissing and licking his morning hard-on! Ohmigod! The events of the last few hours came rushing back at him! The gun- what was the setting? He did not know which girl servicing him, but when she saw that he was awake, she switched to full steam ahead. Daniel would have sworn he was done, spent, kaput for a while, but she was determined, sexy, and sneaky! She was playing with his asshole! His asshole! She was dragging her long nails softly on his bare tummy- it was flinching and twitching in response. ‘Ohmi... GAWD!’ He thought as she sucked what seemed like his very soul out of his meat. He fell back, wasted, spent, pooped. She stood up and called for Nora, who appeared promptly and helped him figure out who was who. The two of them gave him a bath that felt like heaven, then got him dressed and fed him an excellent breakfast.

As he ate, he was puzzled- the two of them were talking, and it sounded so odd.

One: “So what are you wearing tonight?”

The other: “Well, I was going to go with the school girl look. I always get a lot of tips with that outfit”

The first: “Totally! Maybe I’ll go as a stern schoolmistress! We can do a little S&M and stuff!”

The second: “That would be so awesome!”

...and more along those lines. The two did not seem to think it odd that they had changed, and they seemed to have some job together- as strippers if Danny put the clues together right! He was noticing that the house was subtly different as well. Pictures of his sis and mom were gone (although there was a couple of his mom and dad from long ago), and there were a lot of pictures of the two girls and Danny- and the pics of the girls were usually quite revealing! The décor was a bit brighter and more off-beat than he remembered it. He was pretty sure there was not a big brass pole in the living room before, either. He then realized that he had never seen what they were wearing before. One was wearing a see-through black lace robe and the other was more fully dressed in white skin-tight shorts and a light blue T-shirt that revealed a mile of cleavage.

Daniel was dying of curiosity. “So, where’s mom?” he asked. The girls exchanged a quick look.

Black lace robe replied “Mmm, Danny, remember? Mom passed away a few years ago, and you came to live with us- your older sisters?” The moment she said that, he suddenly remembered it. Odd- he had two different memories of growing up. Of course, he did not have any friends in either version, although in the newer version, he knew that guys would kill to be his best buddy if it meant that they could be near his sisters! He also ‘remembered’ that the girls were really, really into sex and loved having sex with him! Ah, sweet memories!

(If Danny knew how hard Tak’Lon had to work to reweave reality so s/he could score at least a pity point out of the deal, he would have been impressed. Horrified enough to rip his owns brains out at the sight of the B’Naf’By, but impressed nonetheless.)

With a start, he realized that he had to get moving to get to school on time and they escorted him to the door, sending him off with a loving pat to his re-stiffening cock.

As he left, he saw Trixie leave as well. They walked together for a few blocks sometimes, and naturally fell in together again. “How are your thisters?” She asked.

“Fine”, he replied- apparently, the change was pretty extensive. “How are you?” (He was wondering how she remembered last night, if at all.)

“I’m OK. I didn’t do much lasth night. I guess I fell athleep or thomething. Oops- there’th the bell. Bye!” Daniel was suddenly conflicted. She was a lot of fun yesterday- and quite different than his new sisters, more like a girlfriend somehow. So... should he zap her permanently, or just use a bunch of charges to change her temporarily?

He was thinking about her, and what changes he would make when he zapped her (having decided to just go ahead and do it permanently), when one of his classmates jostled him from behind. “Watch where you’re going, nerd” the bitch called out as she strode past him.

Angela. One of the banes of his existence. She was the head of a clique of girls that thought of themselves as hip, snobbish, and vaguely goth. They were ‘too cool for school’, skipped a lot of classes, tended to smoke, had no use for the cheerleaders or jocks, and gave the ‘lower class’ kids nothing but grief. Most of them had at least some money, a few of them were actually quite attractive (except for the habitual scowls and ugly makeup), and a couple of them were really pretty decent people apart from the group.

Angela herself was attractive- trim body, great features and hair. She carefully dressed to both advertise that she did not care about society or others, and to subtly show off her hot body. Today was no exception. She was wearing tight black biking shorts, heavy Doc Martens with thin black socks, a short cut tight black silk t-shirt with a scoop neck, an artfully ripped black sweater/shawl thing, and a wrap-around skirt that was fraying and tied up on one corner. Her thick black hair was worn loose and long, and her makeup was skillfully applied to shout ‘goth’ and hint ‘too sexy for you’.

As always, Daniel was torn between rage, humiliation, and lust looking at her. He pulled the gun for the first time intentionally, aimed and fired at her- not noticing the banana in her hand until it was too late. He still had not figured out what a ‘kiblat’ or whatever it was really was, but the banana was only a few inches away- that HAD to be within the critical range.

When he pulled the trigger, he was thinking that her body would not change much (tits), hardly at all (tits tits tits), almost no improvements needed on her (TITS!), but her attitude wouild shift to make her massively infatuated with him- absolutely obedient to his every whim, creaming at the very thought of his existing on the same planet as he does.

What Daniel did not know is that fruit introduces a random effect into the mix. Tak’Lon and Psat’Dooo added this to make the wager a bit more interesting. In Angela’s case, she suddenly gained an overwhelming oral fixation (well, what did you expect- it WAS a banana!), and she became Japanese. Not just Japanese, but a living ‘anime’ schoolgirl character.

She shrunk a little, but not everywhere. Her breasts rose like they were filling with helium. Angela’s chest was probably a full B-cup but she was leaving that far behind. The tight T-shrt was getting tighter and tighter as the already low-cut neck widened to show a line of cleavage that was getting longer and deeper. The tight T was further challenged by a pair of bullet-like nipples growing against the fabric. Her eyes became huge, wide, incredibly violet, and took on a slightly exaggerated slant. Her nose dwindled to almost nothing as her mouth formed into a puffy lipped pout. Her cheekbones rose, changing the shape of her face to a delicate triangle. Her neck became swanlike as her skin tones shifted to a yellowish tan. Her waist narrowed almost to nothingness as her hips flared dramatically, tapering away to incredibly slender legs and tiny feet. Even her hair, the most Oriental feature she had, shifted, taking on deep blue highlights and a silkier texture.

She was still walking away from Daniel as her long strides became smaller and smaller steps, and she began to feel sad. Every step was taking her farther from Him! Every cell of her body sensed and longed for Him, she could even smell Him behind her. Why was she moving away? She quickly turned and ran back, stopping a few feet from Him to suddenly drop to her knees before Him, bowing deeply.

“This one is so sorry, lord Daniel-san. How may this one serve you?” Ohmigod! People were looking. Some were open-mouthed at the sight of this pretty delicate girl worshipping this geek. Daniel quickly took Angela’s hand and took her to a quieter part of the school grounds. She moved behind him, eyes properly downcast, taking short steps that seemed like some sort of dancing hop as she tried to keep up with him. When he turned to look at her again, her clothing had changed. The ripped black goth stuff was now pristine and white- a sailor-type shirt over a very, very short pleated skirt with pink trim. She had long pink ribbons in her hair, pink briefs that showed with every breeze, pink and white striped leg warmer/stockings, and tiny white shoes with pink laces. Her beaten black leather backpack was now a white wet-look shoulder bag with the cutest cartoon frog Danny had ever seen.

She stood there, holding her hands in front of her, head and eyes cast to the ground in a posture that screamed out abject subjugation. He took her tiny chin in his hand and tilted her face up to look at her sparkling purple eyes. She broke out in a smile that looked like a sunrise and lifted her arms to gather him into a big hug, being sure to press her warm bosom against him encouragingly. She licked her lips- her mouth felt so empty and her little cunny was so lonely, so moist. She risked kissing him, and slipped her long slender tongue instantly into his startled mouth. She felt his erection grow even more against her tummy- his Caucasian penis felt so huge to her! She was sure he would split her in two when he screwed her- and she could not wait!

“Angela, what happened to you?” Daniel managed, coming up for air.

“Angela?” She replied with a sexy little oriental girl accent. “Daniel-san, this one is called Neko. This one is your loving servant and sex slave. Please let Neko service you!” Her wandering hand left little doubt by what she meant by ‘service’. She had changed so much. She looked like a 16-year-old dressing as a pre-teen, her name was different, she was speaking in third person, and she was ORIENTAL for crying out loud! It had to be the banana! This was nothing like he was imagining- he was not complaining, but it was nothing like he imagined!

The bells began to ring and Daniel promised Neko she could service him later in school. She was delighted with the news even as she was saddened she had to wait. She gathered her bag and went off to her own classes.

Fortunately, in space, no one can hear you scream, which means that no one heard the cacophony blasting forth from the orbiting heap… er, ‘ship’. Tak’Lon and Psat’Dooo were embroiled in a shouting match over who got to score that point loudly enough that the sheer fury of their words were blasting chunks of flesh from each other. When the Artificially Intelligent Rulebook cleared its throat to rule on the issue, they both blasted it without a pause in the discussion.

The morning went quickly for Daniel. He was furiously scribbling notes and ideas to use the gun, paying only enough attention in class to get through. He kept noticing people and thinking about what he would do to them. He even absently answered a question in math class with “Deborah”. Oh my god- the humiliation THAT caused... Especially as the lovely Deborah sat just a few rows in front and to the side of him. The look she shot him! It made him shrivel up. He thought about the gun… and as quickly tried to thrust the thought away.

Thrust. Thrusting. Thrusting between Deborah’s creamy thighs. NO! Oh my God- he has GOT to get his act together! Trixie, his new sisters, Neko… he certainly did not need Deborah too, did he? Well… did he? He desperately tried to ignore the little voice deep inside him shouting ‘yes’ as loud as it could.

Thankfully, his inner debate was cut short by the bell. Deborah and her posse took off as if shot from a cannon, shooting Daniel a parting smirk. OK, maybe he COULD use the gu… no, better not.

Curiously, people were treating Daniel differently. Guys high-fived him, even knew his name… even called him Dan! It took a while, but he figured out that it was either because of his sexy sisters or, more likely, residue from having a hot love slave bonded to him. For some reason, this seemed to make a lot of guys think he was pretty cool. Huh. Daniel. Cool? The mind boggles, but somehow the concepts seem to be coming together.

Apparently, some of the girls thought it was cool as well- some of the hottest girls in school smiled at him, seeming to wonder how this loser enslaved someone as hot as Neko. By the code of coolness, he must somehow be cool himself. Of course, a few girls took it upon themselves to denigrate him for his Neanderthalish treatment of other women, but who the hell cared? He had a gorgeous girlfriend a mere ray gun shot away, hot Oriental sex slave and a pair of the hottest women on Earth waiting back home to fuck his brains out!

These thoughts revived him and kept him happy through the next few boring classes. Lunch came next, and this would be his first chance to see Neko again. She was waiting patiently outside the cafeteria doors for him and immediately bowed upon seeing him. She opened the door for him, got his tray and loaded it with food, paid for it, and carried it to his table for him. She had picked up a much smaller meal for herself and asked his permission to eat it, begging forgiveness for not having the opportunity to do so before he arrived. They ate and she mostly just stared at him with awe, love, and smoldering lust in her eyes.

As she sipped her milk, doing naughty things to the straw with her lips, one hand was under the table and rubbing his jeans softly. He almost spurted milk out his nose at her aggressiveness. Some of the guys sitting nearby snickered, but Daniel noticed that most of them were staring at Neko and him with… what? Awe? Envy? Maybe even… dare he think it? Respect?

It was probably a good thing that yesterday and this morning drained so much sperm from him, or Neko’s gentle ministrations would have made him even more embarrassed by leaving a telltale stain on his jeans. After the meal, she quickly hopped up and cleared their things, then grabbed his bag along with hers to escort him to his next class, thankfully near to her own. She felt such a deep and simple joy doing these things for her Master, she felt warm all over- especially where some of her juices were slipping slowly down her inner thighs. She had hoped that they could have sex during lunch, but she respected His lead, and would wait until He was ready, no matter how difficult it was for her.

Final bell! Finally. Oh my God, Daniel thought, this HAD to be the longest day ever! His last classes had flown by in a haze- looking at other potential victims, thinking of Angela- er, Neko, of his sisters and Trixie. The last period, he sported a woodie that made thinking about the class material nearly impossible.

He had barely stepped out of the classroom before Neko was at his side, and walking slightly behind him, carrying his bag again. He walked to quiet corner of the school grounds, back by the equipment shed where no one ever went, and turned to smile at Neko.

This was the only cue she needed. She placed the bags on the ground with a curiously delicate ceremony, then stepped over to him. She slipped the sailor’s blouse over her head and laid it neatly aside. Her large breasts were buoyant in her pink, lacy bra. She was otherwise so small and fragile looking that she reminded Daniel of a porcelain doll. She stepped close, smelling of citrus and spices as she unbuttoned Daniel with small, precise movements. She carefully removed his shirt (even folding it with a few quick flicks), then lowered his pants and shorts to reveal his cock.

She held it reverently in her hand; warming it and feeling it grow along her skin. She breathed on it, and then licked it with tiny flicks of her tongue. She ticked his balls with a manicured finger as she took the head in her mouth and began to suck him off. She was gentle, elegant, and somehow both cool and warm, hard and soft at the same time. Her technique was incredible. She combined feathery caresses with exquisite tongue work and had him panting, shaking, sweating, groaning, and even laughing as his climax neared. She managed to hold it off several times, somehow letting it build higher and higher each time. He was delirious and almost in pain by the time she let him ejaculate on her delicate face and in her eager mouth.

Perhaps if she had not been quite so talented, he might have noticed the crowd around them. As he came down from his majestic high, he was astonished to see so many students watching. Most of them had their mouths open and were touching themselves or a neighbor. A teacher shoved her way through the crowd. “What’s going on here? Who is that?”

Oh my god. Busted by The Bitch. Mrs. Jackson was ancient and absolutely hard-nosed. Daniel suddenly had visions of being suspended, possibly even jailed. Almost without thinking about it, he reached in his bag and pulled out the device. “Eat hot sex rays”, Daniel sneered as he assumed a Dirty Harry stance and shot Mrs. Jackson, stopping her rampage short.

Mrs. Susanna Jackson looked like she was melting. Her blue-white hair bloomed brilliant red and began to grow and thicken in the breeze. Her face softened as her wrinkles vanished and her skin became young and smooth. Her posture changed as her breasts grew full and firm and her thick waist thinned incredibly. Her hips flared to support her new bubbly butt and shapely legs.

As she was going through this, each change became more and more evident as she rabidly tore off her clothes and grabbed a couple of the nearest students, kissing and groping them furiously. It did not seem to matter to her that one was female. Come to think of it, it did not seem to matter to the girl either! The crowd’s attention was quickly shifted to the developing orgy with Suze the (newly made) Slut at its center, demanding that everyone there fuck her right here, right now.

Daniel grabbed Neko and their things and slipped away unnoticed. It cost him a charge of the gun- he had already used 4 now (unless his sisters cost 1 each- he was not sure), and Tak’Lon was winning the bet so far. Psat’Dooo was torqued. He (she? It?) was SURE that Daniel would be at eight to ten shots by now. Daniel’s conservative streak was bugging him (her? It?) Psat’Dooo was contemplating the best move to make within the rules. Concentrating on the question so hard that brain materials were visibly bubbling in his/her skull… [you know, the B’Naf’By have like six major genders, a dozen sexes, and reproduce in ways that are used as horror stories in most of the rest of the galaxy, so let’s just simplify this to calling them both ‘him’s’.] Psat’Dooo made his move.

“Hi Danny, hi Neko” Trixie said as they walked by her house. Daniel was astounded as Neko took the gun and shot Trixie with it. Trixie smiled as she grew back to her teen goddess body. “Thanks, Neko! I appreciate that. Now, let’s get Studly here upstairs so we can fuck his brains out again!” Neko giggled in reply. High overhead, Tak’Lon glowered at his ‘friend’.

For some reason, it never occurred to Daniel that anyone else could use ‘his’ magic gun, and he would have stopped in his tracks if the two beauties were not literally carrying him upstairs. Two hours later, an exhausted Daniel was lying in bed, drained of desire, energy, fluids, and very nearly life itself. He wondered if either of the girls knew CPR.

“Oh, pooh!” Trixie pouted. “I’m still horny. Sure you’re done, Danny?” Daniel moaned in reply. He did not notice Trixie rummaging in the book bags.

Suddenly, the air around him grew staticy and his body began to tingle and hum- especially his groin. He struggled to look at himself, noticing that his energy level seemed to be improving, when he noticed a baseball bat sticking up from between his legs with two baseballs at the base.

OhmyGOD! This felt AWESOME! His energy level soared as his hot blood filled his newly massive cock. His initial assessment was off a bit- it was big- two hands worth and almost too thick to get his hands around (he was not sure if he was thankful that Trixie did not have ‘more’ on her mind or not). He felt like he could fuck all night! In fact, he was beginning to feel like if he did not shove this meat somewhere NOW, it was going to explode on him! (Off-stage, Tak’Lon smacked Psat’Dooo’s hand away from the ‘Make It Explode’ button… which is actually one of the biggest buttons on their control board.)

Trixie’s smile grew to a very satisfied grin as she climbed on board for the inaugural ride. The thing stretched her vaginal lips as she used her weight to settle onto the head of his cock. She felt every rippled inch of his enlarged shaft slide past her lips and internal muscles, felt it press places she had never felt before. (Handling the time/space questions situations like this created were mere child’s play for such an advanced, although hideous, species as the B’Naf’By. Trixie was not even aware that did not have these ‘places’ just an hour ago.) She was already trembling with the sensations raging through her, and the vibrations in her cunt were driving her wild.

Daniel on the other hand, was feeling like his cock was on fire- the inside of her pussy felt like it was red hot, and like thousands of small, strong hands were holding him in place. He would have thought that the bigger cock would be less sensitive, but everything felt so much more real, so much more intense now! He felt his balls touch her crotch, and the sensation thrilled him. He felt the cool air as she withdrew, and it felt electric.

As she picked up her pace, they both felt like live electricity was coursing through them at the groin. She screamed and began a primal pounding rhythm that sent her breasts dancing and her hair flying. Neko reached around her to help support her big boobs before she injured someone with them, and Trixie cranked her head around to kiss Neko thanks. Neko used an arm under the boob and her hand on the other tit while her other hand became busy on Daniels wondrous balls, the base of his shaft, and even Trixie’s feverish cunt.

Daniel came. He came like a fire hose spouting lava- his sperm blasted out so hard Neko could hear it clearly. It came so hard it spurt out Trixie’s tight twat and splattered against Neko’s hand. Daniel’s balls visibly pulsed as they pumped the load of spunk through his cock. To Trixie, it felt like it was being forced into her very brain, like she’d never get the thought of his seed out of her mind again. She swooned and rolled off Daniel, curling up and putting a protective hand on her freshly fucked pussy.

Neko quickly licked Daniel’s wilting meat clean- it took but a minute until he was vibratingly stiff again. Wordlessly, she turned and bent over, presenting her pink pussy to him. Even Daniel did not need to be told twice. His cock’s brain took over and positioned Daniel to get itself sunk deep into the Oriental girl’s incredibly tight, and, as it turns out, virginal pussy. He drove his meaty missile past her hymen with barely a notice. She tensed for a moment, then sighed- visibly relaxing as Daniel’s dong dove deep.

With each thrust, Neko yelped as he literally pounded the wind out of her. Her tits were clapping together with heavy, meaty sounds overriding the noise of his balls spanking her taut bottom. He came again with the same force. It shoved her forward as she also felt the odd sensation of it smashing into and drowning her brain in thick, white, happy goo. She collapsed beside Trixie, and they cuddled unconsciously into a beautiful heap.

Overhead, Psat’Dooo and Tak’Lon were engaged in yet another furious argument about whether these were legal moves or not. They had already both checked the Back-up Artificially Intelligent Rulebook and were calling each other terrible names. Neither noticed that the other was reaching for a weapon.

Back on Earth, Daniel had to get something to drink. He felt like he lost a gallon of fluid in the last few minutes and he was desperately thirsty. As he nakedly guzzled milk straight from the container (something Daniel would never normally do, he thought to himself a little worriedly), he noticed that his sisters were home from the club. They were in the living room, leaning against each other as they watched TV. All he could see was the back of their heads, but it stirred something deep inside of him and his cock woke up again, taking over. He could feel the hormones rising and his cognitive abilities declining. He began to hunch over a bit and was starting to scratch at himself as he stalked to the back of the couch. He paused, sniffing the air and was further aroused at the rich scent of woman juice that filled his nose.

He hopped over the back of the couch and buried his face in the lap of one of the girls. It puzzled him that he was not tasting girl juice- something was in the way. He pawed at the stuff blocking him, and accidentally grabbed a big boob. That got his attention again and he shifted his face to suck on her nipple, but that was blocked also! He grunted and tore at the stuff with his blunt fingers, finally catching the edges of her shirt and he tried to tear it off.

The girls were nearly hysterical with laughter, thinking that Danny was playing around. The one he was trying to maul sat up and slipped her shirt off, exposing herself to his gibbering mouth. He locked onto a nipple and sucked it until she was moaning with pleasure. She was making odd noises that Daniel could not quite understand until she grabbed his face off and moved it to her other tit. THAT he understood. The other twin noticed Daniel’s enlarged cock and told her twin to check this out. The twin roused herself and saw it, instantly wondering why Daniel wasn’t using it yet. The girl whose tits were not being attacked shrugged and leaned over to fondle Daniels primal erection. That regained Daniel’s limited attention. He had forgotten what he was trying to do, and this reminded him! He began to paw at first one, then the other girl’s crotches. One of the twins moaned about how good it felt, but why the hell wasn’t he accomplishing anything? The other smirked that it must be using too much of his blood to fill that fat sausage, and there was not enough left to work his brain- which was pretty much the truth.

One of them giggled, stood, and slipped off her remaining clothes. “OK, let’s see if this helps him figure things out.” She giggled some more as Daniel froze, staring at her neatly trimmed pussy. With a grunt, he leapt on her and they fell in a heap to the floor as Daniel struggled to line things up. The other twin helped them sort the angles, and Daniel thrust with all of his might, energized by the delicious feelings emanating from his engulfed cock. He pounded with an animalistic vigor, screaming and growling fearsomely as he pounded into his sister’s sweet pussy. In no time, she was moaning and yelping just as primitively as he was while waves of shuddering orgasms overtook her. She fell back, eyes closed and a dribble of drool leaking out of her slack mouth. “She’s no fun. She fell right over!” Daniel thought as his verbal skills returned a bit.

The other twin was watching with a bit of awe in her eyes, both her hands busy elsewhere on her body. Daniel saw her and was soon sucking her soul out through her cunt. Her cum seemed to spark something in Daniel’s befuddled mind and he sat down, pulling her to a seated position on his lap. He began to pound himself upwards into her. It was like priming a motor as she quickly found the rhythm and began to amplify it. Soon, she was lifting herself up and pounding down with her entire weight, twisting as she did so, creating a whirlwind of sensation for them both.

They were both screaming their heads off when he erupted again, and they both blacked out.

Neko woke him up the next morning. He was sore and achy, and wondering why he was sleeping on the floor with a sister draped on him. “Would you like some breakfast before school, Daniel-san?” she asked, eyes properly downcast (whether because she was the servant or to better see his cock, he was not sure). “Or would you prefer for me to assist you in the shower?”

Daniel was beginning to get worried. He was remembering last night, and the way he lost control when he was aroused. Oh, my God, he noticed- school was going to start in like an hour! He asked Neko to get his sister up and going, and to make them some cereal. She protested that he should have a proper breakfast, but obeyed him. Daniel rushed through his morning rituals, trying to avoid his newly eternally horny housemates. When he was ready, Neko and Trixie met him at the door and walked to school with him. The temptation to take them behind a bush was strong, and he sensed that they were perfectly willing, but he somehow managed to get to school.

His first class was… really, really different. Mrs. Jackson taught it- the same Mrs. Jackson he blasted yesterday. Apparently, the gun was set to ‘Permanent’ because she was still a hot-looking young chick, who was dressed to show off every inch of her flamboyant body. Her IQ did not seem affected, but her teaching style was way different today. She roamed the room as she spoke, tasking questions. You got a kiss if you got it right- male or female, and both seemed equally pleased by the attention! Just before the class ended, she ‘rewarded’ several students with the chance to have some quick but wild sex with her.

When Daniel shot her originally, he had made her pretty much irresistible- and that was holding up. He also had her pretty much ignore him, and that held up as well. He got a good grade for the day, but she never quite looked at him or touched him. God, Daniel thought, here he was, the horniest guy in class, and he was the only person in class not getting off!

Passing period made him grouchier. He did not see a single girl he wanted to bother using the gun on (he could not figure out how many shots he had left, and he was determined to save them for just the right situations), but at the same time, he wanted to fuck all of them. He saw a girl bending down near her locker, her short shirt molding itself to her butt, and he lost it. He pulled out the gun, shot her, and was pulling his pants down even as he approached her.

He lost no time in flipping her skirt up and tearing off her filmy panties. His cock was between her tight, wet (thanks to the gun) nether lips before she could react. He was pounding her hard, and she was bouncing against the lockers, screaming in hot pleasure as the lockers were reverberating to the rhythm. Daniel was so horny that it only took a few minutes to blow her full of his volcanic jism. He pulled out of her as she slipped to the floor, and he heard a smatter of applause around him. Neko and Trixie were right there. Trixie looked at him and smirked “Studly, you did not have to use the gun and do this out in the open. Either of us would have GLADLY fucked you silly.” Even Neko had a big grin on her face as she watched Daniel grow red with embarrassment.

OhMYGOD! What the HELL had he done? Using the gun in public (even now he remembered several people looking at it.) Changing someone he did not even know just because she had a cute butt? Screwing this poor girl in the open, destroying both of their reputations? He bent to help the girl up, and noticed that he did indeed know her- it was Deborah, the girl he thought about blasting the other day. Apparently, he had not changed her much. She was a bit cuter and maybe fuller in the chest. God, what was he thinking as he pulled the trigger- mostly just that she would let him fuck her, that she was hot for him, and that she would love his cock.

Hold it… “Where is everyone?” Daniel asked. The hallway should be crowded by now!

Neko giggled. “We pushed everyone into Mrs. Jackson’s room. They were too preoccupied then to worry about you. We do not know for sure what you did to her, but everyone who comes too close to here when she is aroused becomes equally aroused and willing to have sex with anyone available. Trixie and this one had to be careful to not get too close.”

“So Daniel-san, is this another new playmate of yours? She is very beautiful, but this one thinks that Trixie and your sisters are nicer and sexier.” Neko added.

Good question. Deborah was waking up now and on her own feet. She was royally pissed. “You? What the hell did you do to me, you little fucker? I ought to…” Her diatribe ended quickly when she saw his monster cock and bent down to suck it. She was good, and he came again rapidly. The volume caught her by surprise, but she swallowed a lot more of it than she let slip. She stood up and glared at him. “That better not stain!” She fixed her skirt and stomped off. She stomped back again and pulled out a Magic Marker. She quickly wrote her number on a stunned Neko’s stomach. “Now stay away from me! You hear?” and stormed off again.

“No, Neko, I don’t think she is a playmate. At least not a willing one!” Laughed a very, very confused Daniel as Neko stared at her grafitti’ed tummy. In orbit, the battling duo stopped as they watched Deborah stomp away, and looked at each other. How the zshorvig would THIS count?

The rest of the day went… well, let’s just say it went. He fought like hell to keep himself from enslaving the entire girl’s soccer team when he caught a glimpse of the last of them heading into the showers. The thought of a room full of nubile girls showering… soaping their young pert tits… washing their sweet, downy pussies… He was walking back to his locker to get the gun without thinking about it when the coach asked him where the heck he was going and to get back in line for wind sprints.

The entire day was like that- each time he got even a little aroused, the desire to use the gun multiplied. He banged Neko furiously over lunch to try to work off some of the testosterone coursing through his veins, and had Trixie give him a quick hummer between classes. The oddest moment of the odd afternoon came when Deborah was sitting next to him in another class they shared, and she kept rubbing him through his pants when no one was looking. When he looked at her, she scowled at him, but kept up the massage- she seemed intent on bringing him off in class- probably equally motivated by her lust for his cock and her desire to humiliate him. With all this attention, Daniel was able to make it the rest of the day without actually using the gun any of the millions of times he thought about it.

After school, Neko and Trixie gathered him up and whisked him away before he caught sight of the big pep rally- all the cheerleaders in their short skirts would have just led to trouble. They were almost home when Daniel raised the gun to shoot a girl by the roadside trying to change a tire. She was older, about 30-35 or so, and rather dumpy as she struggled with the jack and tools. Neko caught his arm and Trixie kissed him wetly to distract him. “What were you going to do THAT for?” Trixie asked as she slapped him upside the head.

“I… I’m not sure. She just looked so helpless and sweet like that.” Daniel responded, shaking himself out of it.

“Come on, stud. We’ve got to get you fixed up!” With that, Neko and Trixie hustled him even faster the last block or so. The two escorts brought Daniel’s sisters up to speed and they were soon laughing at the antics of their horny lover. Daniel looked up from the couch to see the four of them approach him- he could smell their excitement and intentions. Oh… my… god! Was he up to this?

The next morning, he woke, fuzzy and disoriented. Wow. The orgy had lasted well into the night, and his cock, mouth, and hands were busy all night long. About 8 p.m. (after no supper and 4 hours of non-stop sex), his sisters reluctantly excused themselves to go to work at the club and thanked him for warming them up. Neko and Trixie redoubled their efforts to drain every ounce of fluid and life from his body. Now, he had a raging headache and felt like a desiccated husk of a man…, er, boy.

Shluffing to the bathroom, he fumbled for the gun, turned it on himself, and pulled the trigger.