The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Brenda and Jane had been having a little too much fun these past few days. Their former lives were a distant memory to them now. Their addiction to New Life’s perfume had increased to a larger degree. They now had every scent and desperately awaited for a new one to be released. They were now returning from yet another trip to the mall, where they had purchased the new scent Vanity.

“I can’t wait to try this out!” Brenda exclaimed excitedly.

“Like, I know. Can I go first?” Brenda nodded at her daughter and walked into the living room with their bags. They both sat on the couch as Brenda reached in a bag and pulled the bottle out from under a pile of leather mini-skirts and tube tops. Jane could barely sit still as her mother held the bottle up to her face and sprayed her.

Brenda looked on with excitement as she waited for the results from her daughter, “So, how do you feel?”

Jane thought about this and couldn’t come up with a straight answer, “I dunno,” she twirled her hair, thinking, “I feel kinda the same.”

Brenda looked kind of let down by this. She looked at the bottle as if it were broken. “Maybe we did it wrong.” She sprayed her daughter again and waited for an answer again.

Jane still felt the same, but there was something, she just couldn’t think of it. “I still feel, like, normal.” She shrugged her shoulders and started looking through the bags. She pulled out a pair on leather knee-high boots and started trying them on. I’m gonna look hot in these. Maybe I should get a tit job to go with them. She stopped suddenly and looked at her mom. “Should we get our boobs worked on?”

Brenda looked at her daughter with disappointment, “Honey, that’s only for insecure sluts.”

Jane got a spaced out look on her face. What’s insecure mean? She had sprayed herself with Ignorance a few hours ago and the effects still hadn’t worn off. Her mother had gone a while without it. “I just, like, wonder what I’d look like with bigger tits. I bet I’d, like, look lots better. ”

“I don’t think so hon,” her mother patted her on the head, “Maybe when you’re older.” She picked the bottle of Vanity up again. Maybe I should try this on myself, she thought. She sprayed herself as her daughter looked on.

“Like, how much older?”

Brenda looked confused again, “How much older til what?”

“How much older til, like, I can get a tit job?”

Brenda’s face lit up, “Oooo, that’s a great idea!”

Jane was getting very confused now, “But, like, I thought you said—”

“No! Honey, I’m so proud of you, always taking care of yourself. I’ll make us both an appointment for tomorrow!”

“You’re, like, getting one too?” Jane said, growing happier.

“Of course, your old mom’s gotta have bigger tits too!”

They each stood up and hugged. Brenda skipped off to the kitchen to call the doctor’s office. Jane started pulling off her clothes so she could put on her new clothes. She was having difficulty getting her pants off when she lost her balance and went tumbling down on ground. She hadn’t realized that she still had her new boots on and her pants couldn’t fit over them.

When she fell, she fell on one of the bags, causing a bottle of Promiscuous to break and fill the room with it’s sweet smell. Jane didn’t realize what she had done. She stood back up, giggling at her clumsiness. Suddenly, she started getting really wet. She fell back on the couch and pulled her shirt off, letting her braless tits out. With her pants around her ankles, she shoved her hand down the front of her thong panties and started going to work on herself. She rubbed her clit, giggling at how good it felt. “Shit, I’m, like, really horny!” she said to herself. She squeezed her tit with her free hand and stretched out on the couch with her legs spread.

Brenda came walking in with a proud smile on her face. “We each have an appointment for tomorrow! I’m so excited . . . honey, what are you doing?” She couldn’t believe her daughter was just lying on the couch fingering herself.

“I, like, don’t know. I got really, really horny and, like, had to play with myself.”

Brenda started to tell her to stop, but a strange smell pulled her attention away. She began to feel just like Jane did moments ago. Her arms fell to her side as if she was in a trance. Brenda stared at her daughters gyrating hips like she was hypnotized. Her breathing sped up and she began to sweat. “Mmmm, it’s hot in here,” she said with a smile as she began pulling her clothes off. She scooted Jane’s legs apart further as she sat at the foot of the couch. “How are you feeling, honey?”

Jane was out of breath, “Ooooo, like, really good.” Brenda lowered her head to her daughter’s pussy and pushed her hand away. “Like, what are you doing mo—" Her words were cut short when she felt her mother’s tongue slowly run across her clit.

“What do you mean, darling?” Brenda asked with a smile and went back down on her daughter.

“You’re, like, not supposed to do that. You’re, like, my mother or something.”

Brenda laughed, “Honey, mother’s are always allowed to lick their daughter’s pussy.”

“Really?” Jane raised her head and looked down at her mother with a smile.

“Yeah.” Brenda knew her daughter wouldn’t be smart enough to know she was lying, but Brenda really needed sex. Her daughter was her only way. “Can I, like, lick yours?”

Brenda stood up and took her daughters hand, “Of course honey.” They both giggled at she led her daughter upstairs where they 69’d and fingered each other for the rest of the night.

“Is there anything else, sir?” Jennifer asked with a smile.

“No, that’s all baby,” Jack answered.

“Ok, I’ll be right back.” Her naked ass wiggled away toward the coffee machine. Jennifer had been fucked with so much this morning that she almost didn’t remember her name. Right now, she was wearing the Devotion scent. Jack could ask her to do anything and she would do it without hesitating. Jack watched her fill his cup with coffee and proceed to mix the specified amount of cream and sugar. She brought it back, handed it to him, and got back on her knees to take his cock back in her mouth.

Jack loves when I suck his cock while he drinks his coffee, she thought, as if she had been doing it for years. Her naked body rubbed itself again his legs while he sat in his chair and read the newspaper. I have to make Jack as happy as possible, she thought, taking his dick all the way down her throat. She moaned and rubbed her large tits, not even having the slightest idea that she should be disgusted. “Are you enjoying your morning blowjob, sir?”

Jack looked down at her, “Yes, yes. Just keep doing it and shut up.”

She smiled at his firmness with her and did as she was told. She was in heaven, pleasing her owner and getting the satisfaction of having his cock in her throat. “Mmmmmm, I can taste you cum, sir. It’s really, really good,” she said, lustfully. She knew he liked hearing how much she loved it.

“That’s nice, Jen,” he answered, not taking his eyes off the paper. There was a knock at the door. “Who is it?”

“It’s Gregory,” came the answer from the other side.

“Alright, hold on.” He stood up to zip his pants up and motioned for Jennifer to get the door. She obediently walked over to the door and greeted Gregory.

“Good morning, Gregory. Can I get anything for you?

Gregory looked at her and then looked at his partner, “Devotion?” Jack nodded. “No thanks, Jennifer.” She nodded and moved aside to let the men talk.

“Jack, the FBI is going to come here soon. She hasn’t reported back to them since yesterday. They’re going to find out about everything.”

Jack looked annoyed. He looked at Jennifer, “You’re causing a lot of trouble, you know that?”

She flinched at his words and looked upset. Nothing could make her feel worse than knowing her owner was angry with her. “I’m sorry, sir.” She didn’t really realize what she did. As far as she knew, her career was pleasing men, especially her owner, Jack. The FBI had no meaning to her.

Jack looked at Gregory, “Let’s just make her call them, she’ll do anything we say.”

“She won’t even know who she’s talking to. They’ll know something’s been done to her.”

“Then, let’s use that antidote we found on her. Then make her call them.”

“She’d remember everything that’s been done to her. We’d might as well turn ourselves in,” Gregory stared at his partner, “You said that we could get away with this,” Gregory said, growing angry at Jack’s carelessness.

“We will. They’re not bringing us in. If we go down, everyone’s coming with us.”

“How do you plan to do that? You haven’t come up with any ideas on your own through this whole thing!”

“This was all my idea! I just didn’t know how to do it! You were always the smart one! No one made you come on board with me.”

Gregory walked toward the door in disgust. How did I get mixed up with this guy? He left for the laboratory and sat in his chair behind a table with test tubes and flasks spread over it. He was worried. He had to figure out something.

The room was silent with Gregory gone. Jack sat back in his chair, trying to figure out what to do. Jennifer stepped forward, “Sir, can I get you anything?”

“No. Just go in your room.”

“Yes sir,” Jennifer walked out of the room and headed for her “room”, which was really a containment room so she couldn’t escape, but she didn’t think of it as that. She laid on her bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking of something she could do to make her owner happy again. She hated seeing him sad. Then Gregory appeared at her door.

“Jennifer?”

“Yes sir?”

“Come with me.”

She smiled and followed him down the hall. He led her to another containment room and opened the door. She was surprised to see a naked grown woman straddling a teenage boy tied to a chair. They both stopped and looked at Gregory. He untied the teenage boy tied to the chair and grabbed both of their hands, “Follow me.”

Brenda and Jane woke up, naked in each other’s arms. The smell of sex and Promiscuous still hung heavy in the air. Brenda’s eyes shot wide open as she happily realized that today she and her daughter were getting implants. “Wake up honey! Today’s the day!”

Jane stirred, “What day?”

“The day we get our tits done,” she said, squeezing her daughter’s tits.

Jane looked up at her mom with confusion, “What are you talking about? We’re not getting our tits . . . er, breasts done. Do you think we’re some kind of trashy whores?”

Brenda smiled and got up. She walked over to her dresser and picked up a bottle of Vanity and sprayed all over the room. She looked back at Jane, “How do you feel now?”

“Fine! I’m just excited about our . . .” she grabbed her tits, " . . . you know?”

“I know! Me too,” Brenda agreed, trying not to laugh at her daughter. She carefully chose what scent she wanted to try today. Ignorance seemed like a good choice. It would feel good to her tits done with an empty head. She sprayed the room and sniffed the air, being sure to give Jane a good spray in the face. She giggled more and more as the smell filled the room. “Like, I feel so much better.” Brenda bounced to the bathroom as her intelligence happily faded away. She always felt better when she was a bimbo. Aren’t I always a bimbo? she thought. Thinking always gave her a headache, so she stopped. “Jane?” Jane looked at her mom with a dopey smile, hair being twirled.

“We need to, like, hurry or we’ll be late for our tits.”

Jane didn’t really know what her mom meant, but she happily did it anyway. She headed down the hall to her room and put on her classiest outfit. After all, she needed to look her best for the doctor. Maybe he’d give her some really great tits if she looked pretty enough. She put on a mid-riff baring tank top and some tight leather pants. Looking down at her pants, she couldn’t find the button. She scratched her and looked in the mirror. Something was wrong. She wobbled back down the hall to her mother’s room to find her naked, sorting through her clothes. “Mommy, something’s, like, wrong with my pants.”

Brenda looked at them for awhile. She noticed something too, but just couldn’t put her finger on it. Her head tilted to the side, mouth hanging open as she stared at her daughter’s leather pants. Suddenly, she had it! “Oh! They’re, like—" then, she lost it.

Jane got excited for a minute and her smile faded as her mom looked confused again. “You don’t know anymore?”

Brenda looked back up at her daughter, “I, like, figured it out, but I forgot.” They each found this funny and giggled like crazy. Suddenly, Brenda had it again! “Oh yeah, I, like, remember now. They’re backwards!”

Jane didn’t get what Brenda was getting at. Backwards? She looked at her pants, “So, how do I, like, fix them?”

“You have to, like take them back off and turn them around.”

Jane looked happy again and pushed her pants down and picked them up by the legs. She put her legs in them until her feet came out of the pant’s waist. Something else was wrong. She began to get frustrated. “Mooooom . . .”

Brenda giggled at her daughter, “Now they’re upside down. Here let me, like, show you.” She took her daughter’s pants from her and carefully looked at them, double-checking to make sure they were right and helped Jane put them on. Finally, they fit perfectly. Well, a little too tight, but perfect for Jane.

“Pant’s are, like, hard,” Jane said, sitting on the bed. Brenda put her outfit on, having only a little trouble. Finally, they were ready. They walked downstairs and decided to call a cab, since driving seemed like a tough task to take on right now. After carefully searching through the phone book and doing some trial-and-error with the phone, they finally got a cab on its way to get them.

They watched Jerry Springer for a while until the cab came. The cab honked its horn and both girls looked around the room, wondering what was making that sound. Jane realized that it was the cab. They got up, left the house, and got in the cab.

“Where to ladies?”

Brenda spoke up first, “Ummmm, like, the tit-maker-bigger place.” She smiled at her answer. The cab driver turned around and stared at her.

“Huh?”

Jane spoke up next, “You know, like, the . . . place.” She figured she should just show him. Jane lifted her skimpy, glittery tank-top up and showed him her tits. “See? They’re, like, too small.”

Brenda nodded, “Mine too.”

“We need them to be, like, bigger. Take us to that place that does that.”

The driver smiled at the two dumb ladies in his back seat, “Sure thing sweetheart.”

The drive downtown was filled with bimbo talk. Both girls talked about shopping, clothes, and, of course, the wonderful perfume of New Life. When they arrived, the driver asked for his money. Brenda and Jane looked worried, “Umm, we don’t, like, have any money.” Brenda said, spraying herself with Promiscuous. A smile crossed her face, “How bout a good fuck instead?”

Jane looked horrified at her mom, “Mother! Like, that’s . . . umm . . bad.” She was sprayed with Promiscuous by Brenda and then joined her in her seduction, “Well, maybe not too bad.”

The driver smiled to himself and drove into an alley beside the doctor’s office. Both girls got out and opened both doors on the left side of the car and got between them. They both got on their knees and pawed at the driver’s crotch as he unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. Both girls cooed at the size of it and eagerly began licking all over it. He stood up as both ladies bent over the side of the car and pulled their skirts up and their panties down. He shoved his cock in Brenda as she giggled, “Hee hee, that, like, feels soooo good, Mr. Driver Man.”

Jane began pouting. “I, like, want some cock toooo,” she whined, wiggling her ass at him. He pulled out of Brenda and plunged into Jane’s ass. She gasped and smiled with ecstasy, “Like, ohmigawd!”

“What darling?”

“He’s, like, fucking my ass!”

“Oooo, sounds fun.” She got back on her knees and began licking the driver’s balls as she watched his dick pound her daughter’s asshole. He suddenly yanked it out and began jerking off as cum started shooting out of his cock. Brenda excitedly opened her mouth and began swallowing his cum, “Mmmmm, it’s, like, so tasty!”

Jane quickly turned around, “Like, no fair! I want some cum!” She got on her knees and started licking the cum off her mother’s face. Brenda closed her eyes and smiled as her daughter hungrily lapped all the cum off her face. When she was done, she embraced in a sexy kiss. The driver looked on with disbelief. The guys at the bar wouldn’t believe this one!

“Like, thank you Mr. Driver Man!” Brenda and Jane said in unison. She stood up and pulled their thongs up. They walked out of the alley, smelling of sex and went into the doctor’s office.

The waiting room was full of other bimbos and sluts. The woman behind the window started her day off as a normal woman, but the smell of Ignorance in the waiting room had had an effect on her. “Like, how can I help you!” she said happily.

“We, like, need bigger tits,” Brenda explained.

“There sure is a lot of you today!” the woman told her.

“Well, bigger tits is what men look for in women!”

The woman looked surprised by this, “Really?” Brenda and Jane nodded, “Well, I guess I’ll, like, get some bigger tits too. Come with me!” They followed her to back room and began the procedure.

They emerged hours later, a little groggy, but sporting two huge sets of breasts. They proudly stuck them out and waved goodbye to the other bimbos in the waiting room. The two doctors that had worked on them watched their work exit the building. Instead of paying, Brenda and Jane had let the two doctor’s watch them eat each other out while displaying their new tits.

“Don’t the girls normally need recuperation time after surgery?” one doctor asked.

“Yeah I think so, but let’s not worry about it.”

The doctor agreed with this, “But what about the quickness of the procedure, wasn’t that a little unbelievable.”

“Yeah, but I wouldn’t worry about that either.” Both doctors seemed satisfied with this and went back to work.

Brenda and Jane walked outside, their tops straining against their cantaloupe-sized tits. They realized that they didn’t have a ride home.

“Like, how do we get home?” Jane asked.

“I dunno. Oooooo!” Brenda was suddenly excited about something.

“What?”

“Lookie!”

Jane followed her mother’s finger and found a body piercing shop across the street. They each got a devilish grin on their face.

That night, Jack had just about given up hope. He went looking for Gregory. The lobby was empty, but Gregory, Tammy, Jonathan, and Jennifer were nowhere to be found.

“Gregory!” he yelled. His yell was instead answered by a flash of light that filled the room. The light was pouring in from a spotlight outside the front doors.

“FBI! FREEZE!” a male voice shouted as a team of men came rushing into the lobby and tackled Jack.

Jack kicked and yelled, “No! I haven’t done anything! You can’t prove anyth—" he stopped when he looked up to see Jonathan and Tammy being led out of the building.

Tammy looked at him, “You fucking asshole! I hope you die in jail!”

Jack couldn’t believe it. Gregory must have given them the antidote and turned him in. “That son of a bitch!”

A man behind him began saying, “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say . . . " Jack wasn’t paying attention. He felt cuffs being tightened around his wrists and was pulled up to his feet.

“Where’s Gregory!”

“Who?”

“My partner. He was behind the whole thing! He has Jennifer black!”

The agent looked at his team and then back at Jack, “Who?”

Jack was floored. The bastard. Gregory had gotten to the FBI first. He must have sprayed them with something. The smart bastard. “No! This isn’t right!” he protested as he was being led out the doors and toward an FBI car. “I can’t go to jail! NO! NOOOOOO!!”

Weeks later, everything was back to normal in the world. All New Life products were taken off the shelf and destroyed. The news about Jack Holden and his attempt to brainwash the world was brought to the public’s attention. New Life was shut down and order was restored. The antidote made by the FBI was distributed to hospitals and pharmacies and everyone returned to normal. Jonathan sat in the living room with his mother and sisters, who were still awaiting their appointment’s to get their breast implants removed. Jane secretly still wanted to keep hers, but knew her mother would never let her. The news was on and was telling of the aftermath of the New Life crisis.

“I can’t believe all this,” Brenda said, “We didn’t act too strange did we?”

Jonathan shrugged his shoulders, “I didn’t get to see very much.”

Jane spoke up, “That’s right. My brave brother risked his life to help us.” They all embraced in a warm hug. “I just can’t believe how we looked when they found us.” Their pictures flashed up on the screen, taken after they were found in a tattoo parlor. Their breasts were ridiculously big and they were covered in piercings including their nose, eyebrows, lips, and nipples. Jane was about to get a tattoo that said “BIMBO SLUT” across her new tits when they were found. All the piercings were removed and they were given the antidote.

Brenda sighed and laid back, “I’m just glad it’s over.”

“Me too,” Jane said.

Jonathan turned the channel, “I’m tired of hearing about this stuff.” He turned it to Jenny Jones.

“Today, we’re talking to women that say, “We’re sluts for our man and we love it!” Here with us today is Jennifer Black. Jennifer, how are you?” The woman sitting on stage looked about how Brenda and Jane looked days ago. Her hair was bleached blond, she was covered in piercings and make-up, and her tits had to be the size of soccer balls!

“I’m, like, fine Jenny! Hee hee! Hey, we, like, have the same name!” The woman giggled and flipped her hair around, showing what an airhead she was.

“I hear you strip for a living. Is that true?” Jenny asked her.

“Well, like, kinda. I only strip to bring home money for my man, Greg!” A man in the crowd stood up to a mixture of cheers and boos.

“What a slut!” Brenda stated, “Jonathan turn this off.”

Jonathan looked at the TV carefully, “She looks familiar though. I feel like I’ve seen her before.”

Brenda grabbed the controls from him, “All those sluts look the same, as if that’s what men look for in women.” She turned off the TV and headed into the kitchen to start cooking dinner for her and her children.

And everyone lived happily ever after!!!