The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

They both turned and the statue was glowing in the darkness, a green aura, redolent with the feeling of living things, of growth, of fertility. Tom stared at it. It was…

His cock was stiffening as he imagined what the yard would have been like in the psat. Men and women, fucking, he glanced at one statue, a man standing his hands on the head of two women, each one worshipping his cock.

Be a master… be strong… make her yours… He turned and looked at Julie. She was staring at the statue, panting, mouth open, tongue flicking over her lips.

“Ah… Ah God… I… I feel so hot.” Julie moaned and grabbed her shirt, pulling it apart with one spastic motion, her shirt buttons flying across the yard. She was gasping. “I… so tight!” Tom stared at her shirt, and watched as her modest breasts started to grow, pressing her bra out, overfilling the cups. Julie threw her head back and squealed, even as her pants started to strain, generous curves being added to her formerly straight hips and flat ass.

“So tight, so…” Julie shivered and went to her knees, undoing her clothing. Tom stared at her as she finally pulled her bra off, moaning with release as a pair of impressive jugs fell free.

And now his clothing was getting tighter, his cock seeming to swell. Tom didn’t hesistate. He pulled his shirt off, his muscular form stretching the fabric, even as he undid his fly. His cock was heavy, thick, the purple head gleaming in the light, a few droplets of precum already collecting at the tip as it sprang erect.

“God I’m… I’m so fucking horny!” Julie moaned and now her tits—no—jugs were swaying, thick nipples brushing the grass. “I—I…”

“You’re going to get fucked,” Tom said, as he strode towards her ignoring his nudity, ignoring anything other than the way her ass was wiggling and the trickles of fluid running down her inner thighs. His girl was moaning and wiggling, looking over her shoulder at him and her hair was longer, more lustrous.

His girl.

His woman…

Tom licked his lips and growled, words failing him as he stared at his girl. He would take her, make her his, fill her with his seed, show her off to those less fortunate…

But right now? He was going to fuck her. Tom walked up to his girlfriend—no, his girl and ran his hands over her ass.

“Nice ass. You always wanted one.”

“I-auh…what’s happen—eeee!” her squeal filled the yard as Tom casually ran his fingers down between her asscheeks, reaching down and cupping her pussy with his hand. He flicked his fingers over her erect clit and then as she started wiggling more, ran a finger along her wet slit.

“Do you want this?”

“Y-yes!”

“Beg.” He felt his cock twitch at the words. He’d never said this before, but it was right, it was good. She was his pet his girl, and he was going to make her understand it.

“I—Tom—I—“

“BEG!” His cock twitched at the words, but he wasn’t going to reward her, not until she begged. The jade glow seemed to intensify. “Stick your ass up into the air, and beg…”

“Y-yes, Tom…” Julie said, her hair now longer, golden tinged, as she raised her ass and wiggled it. “Fuck me, please fuck your woman I need you in me….”

“Good girl,” Tom said. He pressed his thick cock and he’d never seen a cock like that before, right into her dripping slit, as Julie moaned in gasped.

Then, with one powerful thrust he filled her, and Julie flung her head back and squealed in delight. For a moment, Tom wondered if anyone heard.

It didn’t matter. If it was a man, he’d tell them to get lost. If it was a woman, he’d fuck her as well. He kept thrusting, gripping her by her hips, filling her with every long, powerful thrust. Julie was babbling, meaningless words rising into the air. Tom reached around and gripped her glorious jugs and started to tug her thick nipples.

“Good girl, good fucking girl…” He thrust into her, pulling her back, off the ground, then pressing her down, her tits warm in his hands. Then Tom pulled one hand away, tangling it in her hair, and he pulled her back like he was controlling a horse.

“Harder!” Julie screamed. “Harder!”

There was something about the glow, it was seeming to cover Julie’s hair like St. Elmo’s Fire, but Tom didn’t care, even as it spread, sending a teasing sensation through him, like a million tiny fingers touching his cock and balls that sent him even higher into a madness of desire. He was thrusting, his balls full and heavy with his load, and he was taking his girl, taking his bitch like she deserved, making her his, like she’d be for the rest of her life!

With that thought, Tom roared and felt his cock release its load into her, semen filling her womb and spilling down her inner thighs. It was perfect, it was glorious, the jade glow around them just completed it and Tom would keep cumming and never ever stop….

The glow over the yard faded. There was a new jade statue. A mighty man, pulling a huge breasted woman back, both of them caught forever in the moment of their ultimate climax, faces full of mindless pleasure. The Garden was silent, until footsteps sounded as the jade woman stepped down from her pedestal. Jade moved like skin as she walked up and smiled, Caressing Julie’s face and cupping Tom’s balls.

“What a delightful pair. I hadn’t thought you would have that kind of animalistic desire, Tom, but ah, we’re always surprised. She smiled, and then with a gesture, Tom and Julie were on thier own pedestal, vines already growing around them, covering them. “To enjoy that moment of ultimate bliss forever. So much better than getting old and tired, don’t you think?” She turned to go back to her pedestal, turning one last time and smirking. “Don’t worry, the mortal memories of Tom and Julie are already fading. And maybe, when I return to my home, I’ll bring you… as concubines, or just a new statue for my garden.”

Then she stepped onto her pedestal and moments later, fell silent and still, just like the garden.

Silent, still, and waiting.