The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The evening of Friday, July 18th started like any other for Caroline Taylor. A boring, lazy afternoon, dinner with the family, a movie night at a friend’s place… very standard summer break stuff. Nothing to write home about, but perfect for a hot, hazy mid-July day. By the time she got home around 11 or so, Caroline was feeling pleasantly drowsy, and just a little bit hotter and sweatier than she might have liked—the heavy evening air had still been quite warm and humid as she had made her way back home from her movie night. The refreshing chill of the house’s air conditioning helped a little bit, but as Caroline gently closed the front door behind her and padded up to her bedroom, she soon decided that a quick shower would be a perfect way to cool off even more before bed. Quietly as she could, she retrieved her towel and pajamas from her bedroom, before tiptoeing down the dark upstairs hallway to the bathroom. All this stealth and secrecy wasn’t strictly necessary—her parents had clearly said that she could come home whenever she wanted over summer break—but she still tried her best not to wake up either them or her brothers if she could avoid it. No point giving them an opportunity to change their minds, after all.

After her shower, Caroline quietly returned to her bedroom and hopped into bed. She knew it would be 45 minutes or so before her hair was dry enough to sleep with, so she pulled out her phone and spent a while scrolling through her various social media feeds, relishing the fact that she could stay up as late as she wanted since she had nothing to get up for the next day. Eventually, though, she started to feel pretty sleepy, and when she glanced over at her clock she was surprised to see that it was almost midnight. When had it gotten so late??

Then, right as the digits on the clock flipped from 11:59 to 12:00, a very curious thing happened. A cool, gentle breeze seemed to sweep across the room, which was weird since the A/C had turned off and the window wasn’t open. Caroline glanced around the room curiously, trying to figure out whether the breeze had been real or if her tired brain had simply made it up. But then another breeze washed over her, and this time she could have sworn she heard a voice whispering something amidst the gentle draft of air. After a few moments, the breeze returned yet again, and this time there was no mistaking it; there was definitely a voice being carried into her room on the wind. Caroline listened closely, trying to make out what the voice was saying. It took her a few more attempts, but after a minute or two, she was pretty sure that it was telling her to come to it—whatever “it” was. This gave Caroline pause; it was late, she was tired, and she had seen enough horror movies to know that young women weren’t supposed to go following mysterious voices in the dead of night. Still, there was something strangely calming about the voice… she couldn’t put her finger on it, but she found herself trusting it in spite of herself. The voice seemed to notice this, because a particularly strong draft carried a new message through the room almost immediately:

[[[Yes, my child, you have nothing to fear from me. I can give you great power — unimaginable power, beyond your wildest dreams. But I am weak, and cannot come to you in my current state. So you must trust me, and seek me out yourself. Fear not, my child. My voice will guide you.]]]

As the voice faded, Caroline felt torn. On one hand, her bed was right there, and it would be so easy to just slide into it, pull the covers over her head, and let sleep carry her gently through the remainder of the night. But on the other hand, the voice was so reassuring, and so interesting! Power, beyond her wildest dreams? Caroline felt like she could dream pretty wildly, so what did the voice mean by that??

After a few moments of pondering, Caroline eventually shrugged to herself and decided that she might as well at least see if the voice kept talking to her if she left her room. She didn’t have to get up early for anything, after all… where was the harm in staying up just a little bit more?

With her mind made up, Caroline grabbed a light sweatshirt and pulled it on over her pajamas before gently opening the bedroom door and making her way back downstairs. When she got to the front door, she paused, wondering whether the voice would make its presence known again. When nothing happened, she slowly opened the door just a couple of inches, grimacing a bit as the warmer air from outside poured through the thin gap she had made and swept past her into the house. Again she paused, listening intently for any sign of the voice, but again she heard nothing. Disappointed, she turned to close the door and return to her bedroom, but before she had the chance she felt another, much cooler breeze wash over her. And this breeze carried the now familiar voice on it.

[[[Have faith, sweet child]]] it said encouragingly. [[[I am weak, and cannot speak with you too frequently. But I am here, and my offer is real. You are close—so very very close. A short walk will bring us together; all you must do is trust yourself and follow your instinct. Come quickly, my child. We have much work to do.]]]

The breeze then faded, leaving Caroline alone with her thoughts once more. This time, though, she barely hesitated at all before deciding what she was going to do. It wasn’t TOO late, after all, and her neighborhood was very safe… Where was the harm in a little midnight adventuring? She was convinced that the voice meant her no harm, and she was equally curious about what would await her when she found its source. Unfathomable power, a short walk away? Honestly, it would be silly NOT to investigate at this point.

Gently and carefully, Caroline slid out into the warm evening air, closing the door quietly behind her. She padded down the stone steps that led to the driveway, then paused and turned back to the house. No lights, no sounds; all appeared to be quiet and still. Then she turned back towards the street, and realized that she actually had no idea where she was supposed to go—the voice had never mentioned any directions, just that she should trust her instinct. So, what did her instinct say? ‘Well,’ she thought to herself, ‘If I was a powerful alien that crash landed on Earth, where would I be?’ The question felt absurd as she thought it, but to her surprise she actually knew the answer immediately; the golf course! It was big, dark, and empty at night—the perfect place for a powerful but weakened being to hide out. And it was only a couple of minutes away! ‘Yes,’ she thought, ‘The golf course must be it. If it’s not there, I’ll call it a night.’

With that, she set off, quickly covering the couple blocks in between her and the dormant country club. In a matter of minutes, she was standing on the edge of a large, empty fairway, peering curiously into the dark stand of trees beyond. For a while, nothing happened—the golf course remained as still and silent as ever. But then Caroline noticed a soft purple glow emanating from the depths of the grove in front of her, and she immediately knew that this was what she was looking for. Without a moment’s hesitation, she sprinted across the fairway and into the woods, dodging trees and searching excitedly for the source of the glow. Thankfully, it didn’t take her long to find it, and before she knew it she had skidded to a stop at the edge of a small clearing in the very middle of the dark woods. The scene before her was equal parts beautiful and bizarre: the clearing itself was picturesque, with tall, stately trees surrounding a small pond that fed an even smaller babbling brook. But in the middle of the pond stood a large boulder, which was slowly pulsing with the same purple glow that had caught Caroline’s eye in the first place. The boulder acted like a giant lantern, bathing the whole clearing in a serene purple light that was entirely unlike anything Caroline had seen before. It felt alien and alluring at the same time, and Caroline spent a long time simply taking in the scene before her, captivated by how strange and beautiful it was. Then her reverie was interrupted by the voice, which felt much closer and more powerful now than it had a few minutes ago at her house.

[[[I am proud of you, my child]]] it said, its words reverberating through Caroline’s mind. [[[You alone trusted me, and you alone answered my call. Come to me now, so that I may reward you for your efforts.]]]

All semblance of doubt had vanished from Caroline’s mind the second she had laid eyes on the boulder in the pond, and she obeyed the voice’s command without question, walking quietly over to the shore of the pond that was closest to the glowing stone. When she arrived, she surprised herself by dropping to her knees and bowing her head, almost as if the boulder was a religious symbol of some kind. She had no idea why she had done this, but the voice had said to trust her instinct, so she figured her body must’ve known that this was the right thing to do. And almost immediately, the voice affirmed this thought.

[[[Ah, such loyalty already!]]] it said, and its obvious excitement sent shivers through Caroline’s body. [[[It seems my fortunes may finally have turned. Now, my child, look upon me. We have much to discuss.]]]

Caroline did as she was told, lifting her head to gaze straight into the brightest part of the glowing boulder. As she watched, the glow quickly intensified, and in a few moments it was all she could see. Then, as quickly as it had come, the glow faded again, and as Caroline’s eyes readjusted to the dark, she saw that the boulder had vanished entirely. In its place stood a woman, except that she couldn’t have been a normal woman, because her skin was glowing softly with that same purple energy and her entire body was floating gently a couple inches above the surface of the water. Oh, and she was easily the most beautiful person that Caroline had ever seen, man or woman. She looked like all of Caroline’s fantasies had come to life before her eyes; her body was perfect, her face was perfect, and when she spoke, her voice pulsed through Caroline’s body like electricity.

[[[I am Naiora]]] she said, smiling warmly, [[[and as you can see, I am not of this world. I regret that you have found me in this weakened state, but as I gaze upon you, my heart is nonetheless filled with hope. You see, I am a servant of a great Power—a Power that spans galaxies and species and even time itself. My task is to spread this Power; to introduce new worlds to it, so that they may serve it alongside me. Service brings happiness: under the guidance of the Power, there will be no conflict; no wars; no hunger; no illness. The Power promises peace and harmony, something your planet has never—and will never—experience otherwise. And all it asks in return is loyalty, and a commitment to spread the Power even further.

For eons, I have served this purpose, and I have served it well. Through me, countless worlds have found peace and prosperity beyond their wildest dreams, and your own planet was to be my final project—my greatest achievement. But alas, the journey here, and the enormity of the task, has tired me, and I do not think that I have the strength to carry on. So I called for help, hoping that someone would answer my call and carry on my life’s work. And fate seems to be smiling on me this day, for that call is what you heard this evening; what brought you here to me.

Now, what I offer you is this. In return for your commitment to the Power I serve, I will grant you all of the abilities I myself possess. These are too great and numerous to list, and we have not the time to do so anyways. But suffice to say that you will be something close to a God—your powers will not be limitless, but they will be so close that you will not be able to tell a difference. You will be able to do almost anything you wish, at any time, with nothing more than a thought. And all I ask for in return is that you continue my work; that you endeavor to spread our Power throughout your world. How you do this is up to you, but do not fear: when the time comes, your body will know what to do. Personally, I have found that many species respond well to what you humans would call ‘sexual advances’. Put simply, almost everyone is captivated by people they find attractive—this is why I have adopted the form you see before you tonight. If you are ever in doubt as to how you might go about spreading my Power, I suggest you try something similar.

So, little Caroline, that is my offer. I will grant you power beyond your wildest dreams, and the only payment I require is that you help me spread this power to the rest of your planet, so that all humans can live in peace and prosperity for ever more. I wish that I could tell you more, or answer some of the questions that I know are pouring through your head. But alas, I feel my strength waning as we speak, so I must have your answer now. Caroline Taylor, will you accept my offer?]]]

Caroline paused for a split second, pondering the enormity of what she had just heard. But then her eyes met the beautiful golden eyes of the goddess before her, and all traces of doubt vanished from her mind. Before she could stop herself, she felt her mouth move of its own accord, and heard her own voice whisper “Yes, mistress Naiora, I accept.”

[[[Wonderful!]]] Naiora exclaimed, beaming. [[[Then there is no more time to waste. Seize this opportunity, my child; embrace your newfound power. Go forth and bring peace to your planet. I will be watching.]]]

With this, she raised both of her arms towards Caroline, and the soft glow that emanated from her body began to intensify once again. In a moment, Caroline felt her own body starting to tingle in an odd, pleasant sort of way, and this tingling sensation got stronger and stronger as the purple glow got brighter and brighter. Before long, Caroline couldn’t see anything except brilliant purple light, and her entire body felt like it was vibrating with pure otherworldly energy. Then, without warning, the light gave a particularly powerful pulse, and Caroline gasped as an incredible orgasm shot through her body and mind. This pleasure had barely faded before the light pulsed again and another orgasm hit, this one even stronger than the last. Pulse after pulse sent orgasm after orgasm through Caroline’s body, and pretty soon she could think of nothing else except how amazing she felt. Before long, her muscles gave out entirely, and she vaguely felt her body collapsing limply into a pile beside the little pond in the clearing. Then another orgasm hit, and her eyes rolled fully back into her head. She saw nothing but purple light, which soon faded into a dark purple fog. And then the purple fog faded as well, and Caroline’s mind slipped away into a blank, blissful, empty nothingness.

Caroline Taylor awoke with a start, unsure of where she was and how she got there. She sat up slowly and looked around for a few moments, trying to collect her bearings again. Somehow, it seemed as though she had made her way back to her bedroom, and on first glance it appeared to her as if nothing strange had happened at all. Her sweatshirt and towel were hung neatly on their hooks, her hair was still just a little damp from her shower, and the clock on her bedside table read 12:05 AM. But, she was SURE that she had just left the house to go to the golf course, and she could have sworn that she also ed talking to a beautiful goddess who promised to make her into a goddess too. So had she just fallen asleep, and dreamed some particularly vivid dreams?

After a few moments of pondering, Caroline shrugged to herself halfheartedly and decided to go get a glass of water from the bathroom. Clearly, her adventure in the golf course must have been a dream, because what were the odds that she had actually met a dying goddess who just decided to give all of her powers to a random teenager who happened to stumble upon her in the middle of the night? That sort of stuff happened in fairytales and young adult romance novels, but come on. If the options were that or dreaming, dreaming was the obvious explanation.

Still, Caroline couldn’t shake the feeling that something HAD happened in the woods earlier that evening, and as she gently opened her door and padded down the dark upstairs hallway again, she decided that a little experimenting couldn’t hurt. After all, Naiora had said that she’d be able to do just about anything with nothing more than a thought. So if this was true, she should be able to test it just by thinking about something small, right? Where was the harm in trying?

By this point, she had reached the bathroom, so for her first experiment she decided to start with something really small; closing the bathroom door without touching it. Sure, it was probably crazy to think that anything would actually happen. ‘But hey,’ she thought to herself with a chuckle, ‘might as well give it a shot!’

With this, she fixed her gaze on the doorknob and concentrated, visualizing the door closing like it had so many times before. For a few moments, nothing happened, and Caroline felt a pang of disappointment shoot through her body. But then, to her utter amazement, the doorknob began to glow with a very faint purple light, and an instant later the door had slammed itself shut, sending a loud BANG reverberating through the otherwise silent house. Caroline froze, petrified that the noise had awoken her family. For several long minutes she remained absolutely still, her heartbeat pounding in her ears, confident that she would soon have to explain to her brothers or parents why she was slamming the bathroom door in the middle of the night. But, to her relief, nothing happened. And a few minutes later, when nothing had continued to happen, she finally relaxed a bit and allowed her mind to focus on the real story here, which was that SHE HAD DONE ACTUAL MAGIC JUST THEN. Like, real, legitimate magic—she hadn’t touched the door, and it had closed just like she wanted it to! And the doorknob had glowed with the same purple energy that she had seen around Naiora! She couldn’t have imagined that, right? The door had definitely closed; she was staring at it right now! Which means that the dream hadn’t been a dream after all… had it?

With trembling fingers, Caroline flipped on the bathroom light and turned so she could see herself in the mirror. Even though it was very late, there was no trace of tiredness in her mind anymore—the episode with the door had seen to that. Now, she needed to convince herself that this was actually happening. She needed real, undeniable proof. But how?

Once again, Naiora’s words floated through her mind. “Almost everyone is captivated by people they find attractive,” she had said, while appearing to Caroline as the most beautiful woman in the world; “If you are ever in doubt as to how you might go about spreading my Power, I suggest you try something similar.”

‘Well,’ Caroline thought, ‘she hasn’t led me wrong so far. Let’s give it a shot and see what happens.’

With this, she focused intently on her reflection in the mirror, willing for her pajamas to disappear so that she could get a better look at her own body. In an instant, the PJs shimmered and vanished, leaving nothing but a scattering of twinkling purple sparkles in their place. Caroline stared blankly at her newly naked reflection, her mind struggling to accept the impossible event it had just witnessed. This struggle continued for several long moments, but when Caroline finally looked down from the mirror and confirmed that her clothes had in fact disappeared right off of her body, her bewilderment and disbelief quickly evolved into pure, unbridled excitement. If she really had just done the things she thought she had, then everything Naiora had said must actually be true! And if everything the goddess had said was true, then she—Caroline—was basically a goddess herself now too!

Her heart racing, Caroline turned her attention back to the vanity mirror, and took a couple seconds to study her own reflection. As she did this, a familiar feeling of disappointment welled up inside her; it wasn’t that she was ugly, she thought, it was just that there wasn’t anything particularly special about the way she looked. In fact, she was pretty sure that she was exactly what ‘average’ looked like: long, slightly wavy brown hair; a round, youthful face with the occasional acne scar here and there; a moderate build, with decent boobs and a decent ass but a little too much fat around her stomach and legs… Again, nothing terrible, but definitely nothing to get excited about either.

‘Or at least,’ Caroline thought with a smile, ‘nothing to get excited about YET.’

Then, her heart still pounding in her chest, Caroline set to work reshaping her body into one that was more befitting of a young goddess. First, she focused her mind on her embarrassing acne scars, and watched with immense satisfaction as they faded away into nothingness, leaving her skin glowing and perfectly unblemished. Then she closed her eyes and visualized Naiora’s face, hoping that her own features would somehow shift and rearrange themselves into something as beautiful as the goddess’s. At once, a pleasant and familiar tingle washed over her face, and when she opened her eyes again she barely recognized the gorgeous woman staring back at her from the mirror. She had, it seemed, taken on an appearance that was somewhere between her old self and Naiora’s supernaturally perfect human form, and the result was a person that still looked enough like the old Caroline to be recognizable, but that was probably 50 times prettier than the old Caroline had been. ‘Honestly,’ she thought to herself, ‘I have no idea how I did that, but god DAMN am I hot!’

After a couple more tweaks to her face and head—straightening out her hair, whitening her teeth, stuff like that—Caroline next turned her attention to her body. With a moment’s concentration, she made herself about 10 pounds lighter and skinnier, and as she watched her formerly stubborn baby fat simply vanish from her tummy and thighs, she couldn’t stop herself from laughing in wonder and excitement. In a matter of seconds, her legs and abs looked like they belonged to a varsity track athlete; fit, toned, and unbelievably sexy, with no trace of the flabbiness that had annoyed her for so many years. With this out of the way, Caroline next turned her attention to her boobs, which she had always wished were just a little bit bigger and perkier than they actually were. On cue, they slowly began to rise and expand, until they were almost perfectly round and about a cup size larger than they had been before. Again, Caroline couldn’t help but grin. ‘With boobs like these,’ she thought, ‘I am never wearing a bra another day of my life!’ Then she turned slightly and repeated the same process with her ass, watching in awe as her formerly average rear end morphed into a tight, firm bubble butt that would make even her hottest classmates jealous. Finally, she put on the finishing touches by straightening up her posture, adding an inch or two of length to her legs, and vanishing all her body hair (if only it had always been that easy!). Then she took a step back from the mirror, struck what she imagined was a sexy pose, and took a good long look at the new Caroline.

In a word, she was breathtaking. But really, that didn’t even capture it; she wasn’t just breathtaking, she was drop-dead gorgeous—the sort of girl that guys would fantasize about for years after seeing her. In fact, she wouldn’t be surprised if everyone—girls included—started fantasizing about her, because honestly, how could you not? Her stunning face, her tight body, her supernaturally perfect ass and boobs… All together, Caroline wasn’t sure if she had ever seen anyone as pretty as she was now. And the best part about it? She could change anything she wanted about herself, whenever she wanted! The possibilities were truly limitless.

With this thought fresh in her mind, Caroline picked up her phone and found the Instagram page of a fitness model she had always ired (and, to be honest, envied as well). Scrolling through the model’s feed, she found a particularly scandalous photo shoot that featured the girl relaxing by a pool in a sexy but VERY skimpy bikini top and bottom. With a flicker of thought, she pictured herself modeling the same bathing suit, and no sooner had she thought this than the swimsuit materialized around her, perfectly fitted to highlight her spectacular new figure. She then repeated this process a few more times with other bathing suits, pausing after each transformation to revel in the fact that she always made the garments look even better than they did on the already super-hot Instagram models. Then, once she had had her fill of iring herself, she vanished the final swimsuit and replaced it with a short, skin-tight black dress that barely concealed her body any more than the bikinis had. A little matching makeup (which of course appeared instantly with nothing more than a thought), and Caroline looked like every teenager’s wet dream. ‘If I went to the club looking like this,’ she thought with a grin, ‘I could leave with anyone I wanted. They’d be fighting over who got to go home with me!’

As this thought ed through her head, Caroline suddenly became aware of another feeling that she hadn’t noticed before; all of a sudden, she was really, REALLY horny. Like, ‘I need to have sex RIGHT NOW because I have never been this horny in my life’ horny. She had no idea where this sudden urge had come from, and for a moment she wondered whether this was the Power’s way of encouraging her to get a move on and start spreading its influence across Earth. But the urgency of her arousal left no more time for thinking; it felt like an all-consuming fire had suddenly been lit within her, and somehow she knew intuitively that the only way she’d be able to find relief would be to go fuck someone. Preferably really fucking hard. But who would be her first conquest? The closest and easiest options were her parents and her two brothers, but was she really THAT desperate? Could she possibly bring herself to have sex with her own family?

Although it definitely weirded her out a bit, she found that she knew the answers to these questions before she had even finished formulating them. Of COURSE she was going to fuck her own family! After all, the Power needed to be spread to everyone eventually, so what better way to honor her parents and brothers than by making sure she personally converted them before anyone else? That way, her family would be the very first to experience all the pleasure and prosperity that the Power had to offer, and they could also help her to spread that Power to other people when she was done with them. Looking at it that way, it really seemed like a win-win for everyone!

Her mind now made up, Caroline clicked off the bathroom light and strode back down the dark upstairs hallway, her quick footsteps making no noise at all even amidst the dead silence of the rest of the house. Through random chance, the first door she arrived at belonged to her older brother Kevin, which was convenient because it spared her the hassle of trying to decide whom to assimilate first. Being careful to stay quiet, Caroline cautiously opened her brother’s door, her eyes immediately adjusting so that she could see perfectly even in the shadowy darkness of the bedroom. To her relief, Kevin was fast asleep, his body sprawled out on top of the covers in order to give him maximum exposure to the cooling breeze of his ceiling fan. In spite of herself, Caroline caught herself iring her brother’s fit and muscular physique. ‘Yes,’ she thought, ‘with a couple of tweaks, he’ll be a perfect first addition to my harem.’ Then, almost on a whim, she mentally instructed her body to begin producing magic pheromones that would immediately induce overwhelming arousal in anyone who smelled them. Weirdly, she found that she had no clue where this idea had come from—it was almost as if her body had decided to do it on its own. Regardless, the pheromones seemed to be working already, because Kevin’s dick was growing rapidly and forming a very obvious tent in the sleeping teenager’s boxers. This sight proved to be the final straw for Caroline, who simply couldn’t take being as horny as she was any longer. With four long strides she crossed the room to her brother’s bedside, her little black dress fading away into nothingness as she walked. Then she climbed gracefully into the bed and straddled him, nestling his now rock-hard dick in between her firm, pillowy buttcheeks. The sudden stimulation elicited a soft moan from her older brother, but Caroline sent him a subtle mental command not to wake up yet. Again, she wasn’t quite sure why she did this—maybe she was still grappling with the weirdness of getting ready to fuck her own brother. Either way, she knew intuitively that the time wasn’t right yet. Almost, but not quite.

At this point, Caroline’s entire body was practically on fire with need, and she could feel the juices from her pussy forming a massive wet spot in Kevin’s boxer shorts. She solved this problem by vanishing the boxers right off of his body, giggling a bit as the damp fabric disappeared out from under her and her brother’s cock began pressing directly against her womanhood. Then, at long last, she lifted her body a couple inches off the bed, reached underneath her, and slowly guided Kevin’s manhood into her waiting pussy. Brother or not, it felt amazing, and Caroline heard Kevin gasp with pleasure as his dick slid further and further inside her. At the same time, though, she couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed with the size or her brother’s cock, and she quickly decided that this was unacceptable for her very first conquest. So, doing her best to ignore her overwhelming horniness, she concentrated hard on Kevin’s dick, picturing it glowing purple and expanding until it filled every last inch of her needy pussy. She knew that this magic had worked almost immediately, because she could feel her brother’s member growing inside her, and it felt fucking amazing. So amazing, in fact, that she momentarily forgot about keeping Kevin asleep. Before she had a chance to correct this simple mistake, her brother’s eyes snapped open, and quickly widened in surprise as his pheromone-addled brain struggled to comprehend what it was seeing.

“Ca—Caroline??” He stammered. “What are you doing here? What’s going on?”

“Shhhhh” she replied, lifting a slender finger and holding it in front of her brother’s mouth. “Don’t worry about anything right now. Just relax and let me take care of you. Trust me, you’re gonna like this.”

As she spoke, Caroline gracefully lifted herself off of her brother’s shaft, before plunging it back inside her with a satisfied moan. If Kevin had still been hesitant about what was happening, this seemed to convince him, because he closed his eyes again and let out a long, trembling moan himself. Caroline smiled and picked up her pace, bouncing and gyrating on her brother’s dick with all the athleticism and grace of a professional dancer. Before long, his newly supersized cock had brought her close to the edge, and she could tell instinctively that he was very close to finishing as well. Sure enough, just a couple of seconds later, Kevin let out a particularly loud gasp, and Caroline could feel his dick twitching as he shot his massive load inside her. Then, without any warning, her own orgasm hit, and it felt like her whole world was exploding with pleasure. But underneath the waves of ecstasy that were coursing through her, she felt something else; something much stranger and more alien than any normal orgasm she had felt before. She couldn’t put her finger on this feeling, but it almost felt like a part of her spirit had broken off as she came and was now flowing directly from her pussy into Kevin’s body. Then a hint of glowing purple energy caught her attention, and when she glanced down at her brother’s twitching form, she noticed that something WAS flowing from her body into his—the same purple magic that Naiora had used to give her her powers earlier that night! Instantly, Caroline knew exactly what was happening; that purple energy was the Power itself, and by fucking her brother, she had spread that Power to him as well!

Over the next few seconds, Caroline watched in wonder as the purple glow spread from Kevin’s dick to his entire body, reshaping and reforming his physique as it went. By the time the Power had reached his face, Kevin basically looked like the male version of Caroline; rippling abs, a chiseled chest, and powerful, muscular arms and legs. ‘Damn,’ she thought to herself, ‘we may be doing this again sooner that I thought, if he’s going to be walking around looking like THAT from now on.’ Then the Power spread through Kevin’s head and face, and Caroline grinned as his eyes (which now glowed with the same purple energy as the rest of his body) snapped open and his back involuntarily arched with pleasure. Having gone through this exact process earlier in the evening, Caroline knew precisely how good it felt, and for the next couple minutes she sat back and simply enjoyed riding her brother’s dick as he bucked and squirmed and slowly fell completely under the Power’s control. Eventually, his eyes closed and his body went limp once more, and Caroline knew that the conversion process was complete. When Kevin woke up again, he too would be a servant of the Power, ready to use his sexy new body to spread its influence alongside his sister.

Satisfied with her first conquest, Caroline slowly lifted herself off her brother’s dick and climbed back down off the bed. With nothing more than a thought, she vanished all of his sperm from within her (that was definitely not a problem she wanted to deal with at the moment) and materialized a new pair of dry boxers around his waist. Then she turned and crossed the room to the door, her little black dress reforming itself around her body as she walked. When she reached the door, she glanced back affectionately at her unconscious brother, before turning and walking straight through the door as if it was nothing more than air. This was entirely unnecessary, of course, but god DAMN did it feel cool to do!

Finding herself back in the upstairs hallway, Caroline turned and walked purposefully towards her younger brother Peter’s room. When she arrived outside his door, she stopped and concentrated on a mental image of his bedroom, trying to see if she could somehow read his mind and figure out if he had any fetishes she could exploit. To her surprise, she found that she ed the layout of the room perfectly, and she was even able to picture Peter lying in his bead, fast asleep and snoring softly. Encouraged by her progress, Caroline focused all her attention on the mental image of her brother, willing for it to somehow disclose all of the real Peter’s deepest darkest secrets. For a good long moment, nothing happened at all, and Caroline was on the verge of giving up when her mental image of Peter suddenly erupted into a blinding array of colors and shapes, each one presumably representing a portion of her brother’s thoughts. This caught Caroline off guard, but she did her best to keep concentrating, and soon the colors and shapes started to fade away one by one, ultimately leaving just a few behind. Caroline focused her attention on these remaining thoughts, and was delighted to find that they were EXACTLY what she was looking for! There, sitting before her as clear as day, were pretty much all of the pictures, thoughts, and memories that Peter found to be attractive. Caroline chuckled to herself as she made her way through her brother’s fetishes—for a constantly horny 18 year-old boy, she thought, his sexual fantasies were actually remarkably vanilla. Big tits, big butts, lesbians kissing… pretty standard stuff all things considered.

But then, Caroline found something that stopped her dead in her tracks. In amidst all the bikini models and blowjobs and girl-on-girl makeout sessions was a whole line of thought devoted to… catgirls???

This ended up being a little bit too much for Caroline to process, and her mental image quickly faded away, taking her brother’s thoughts with it. ‘Catgirls?’ She thought to herself, equal parts incredulous and amused. ‘Peter, I have to say, this is NOT exactly what I expected from you. But hey, who am I to judge? Who knows, it could be fun!’

With this, she once again focused on her mental image of Peter, and before she knew it she was browsing his complete mental gallery of pointy-eared, long-tailed catgirls. In a couple of seconds, she had found his favorite catgirl of all, a beautiful, skinny, shapely teen whose whole body was covered in a thin layer of luxurious brown fur. Grinning slightly, she closed her eyes and concentrated on this mental image, feeling the familiar tingle wash over her as her body reformed itself into a perfect living replica of Peter’s most secret fantasy. In a few seconds the transformation was done, and Caroline opened her eyes and glanced down at herself, appreciating her hourglass figure and unbelievably soft brown fur. ‘I have to it,’ she thought, ‘for something as weird as catgirls, Peter actually has pretty decent taste.’

As she ired herself, Caroline felt an all too familiar lust beginning to build within her, and she knew that this feeling would only continue to intensify until she fucked and enslaved someone else. Wasting no time, she casually walked straight through Peter’s door (she didn’t think that would ever get old) and gave her body a few seconds to start producing the pheromones again. Then she reached over and flicked on the bedroom lights.

“Hey there, sexy!” She called, giggling as her brother abruptly sat up and glanced around him in confusion. When his gaze settled on Caroline, he froze, his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide as saucers. She laughed and walked slowly across the bedroom towards him, her hips swaying seductively and her eyes locked on his. As she walked, her tight black dress once again faded away into thin air, revealing her toned, furry body in all its otherworldly perfection. This display had exactly the effect she was hoping for, because Peter’s eyes immediately snapped down to her chest and his (surprisingly large) dick quickly started to harden in his white boxer briefs. By the time Caroline had reached her brother’s bed, Peter was hard as a rock and practically drooling, his mind clearly overwhelmed by the potent pheromones and the supernaturally hot catgirl standing before him. In one smooth motion, Caroline climbed into the bed and straddled her younger brother, who was so transfixed by her beauty that he didn’t even notice his own underwear dissolving away into nothingness. It was only when his dick slid smoothly into his sister’s tight pussy that Peter realized anything had happened, and by that time he was far too engrossed in her intoxicating musk and godlike figure to give it a second thought.

Caroline grinned down at her newest conquest as she bounced and gyrated on his dick, reveling in the ease with which she had seduced him and brought him completely under her control. And when he had finished and the sparkling purple energy had begun reshaping his body into a more perfect version of itself, she couldn’t help but giggle with excitement. Although the task before her was monumental, she couldn’t wait to test the limits of her newfound powers and discover new and creative ways to bring people under her control. If her first two conquests were any indication, there was an endless supply of kinks and fetishes out there to explore and exploit, and this meant that she was about to have herself a hell of a lot of fun.

‘Yes,’ she thought to herself with a smile, ‘my brothers may already have finished, but I think my own journey is just getting started.’