The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Part One

Phoenix, New Mexico

Jim drove Callie along the quite Fox Crossing streets.

“So, um… you do this a lot?” he asked her.

She remained silent.

He couldn’t stop staring at her tits.

She had firm, but large breasts barely contained in a tight white top. She didn’t wear a bra and her fat nipples pressed out through the already strained cotton.

“So… ah…?” he began… probably the fourth time he’d tried to drum up a conversation with her.

She ignored him the whole time.

Madame Estella Bovary had however assured him that Callie would produce results.

Jim had such a massive hard-on. He didn’t know that it wasn’t just from her appearance, but her scent. Her pussy dripped an aromatic fluid that was impossible to resist.

Jim held his front door open for Callie. She purposely brushed her breasts against him as she entered. He almost came.

“Honey? Is that you?” Beth called.

“Yeah, babe…” Jim called back. “That’s my wife…,” Jim said quite unnecessarily to Callie.

Beth heard him talking to someone. “Who’s that?” she called.

“There’s someone here I want you to meet…” Jim called back.

“I…,” Jim began to Callie.

“Leave this to me!” she said… the first thing she’d said to him all that time.

“Honey?” Beth said as she came out from the kitchen.

“Oh? Hello?” she said surprised to see the stunning woman in the figure-hugging dress.

“Who…?” Beth began.

Callie reached up under her dress, wetting her fingers in her honey-pot.

“What the…?” Beth said as Callie went up to her and pushed her wet fingers into Beth’s mouth.

“Get.. the…,” Beth gasped and then the taste… it tingled her tongue at first… and then her eyes dilated.

“She’s ready…,” Callie said.

“What?”

“Help me undress her…,”

“What? Now…,”

Callie turned an scowl at Jim as if to say “What are you waiting for?”

They both undressed Beth who stood there ively, as if in a daze.

Then Callie peeled off her dress.

Jim gasped when he saw her hairless slit. Her slit went up almost to her belly-button… Like she could fit a whole head inside her…

Callie helped Beth lie down.

“Do you…?” Jim began

“Let me do this…,” Callie said as she got down on the floor too, between Beth’s legs, she began sliding forward to push her vagina against Beth’s.

“You can watch…,” Callie added. She didn’t care.

He was fascinated at how his wife just let them manipulate her… She was like doped out on whatever it was that Callie produced between her thighs.

As Callie slid up her vagina opened up. Jim baulked in shock as a snake-like tube wormed its way out of Callie and pushed slowly into his wife.

“What are you doing?” he gasped.

“Ah!” Callie sighed as her tube reached it’s destination.

“Your wife is ovulating…,” she said.

“How…?” Jim began when he stopped.

“How many babies did you want?”

“What?”

“How many?” Callie urged. “I am harvesting her eggs… I need to know how many…”

“Um….Three? Four?”

“Very well…,” Callie said annoyed Jim wasn’t more specific.

“There…,” she gasped and then the tube began to draw out of Beth.

“I need you to get hard again,” Callie said.

“What?”

“You’re going to fuck me now…” Callie said as the tube disappeared into her

“What?” Jim gasped as Callie pulled away from Beth

“I need your sperm to fertilize the eggs of your wife…” she said as she got up on her knees.

“But…”

“Here…,” she said as she went for his fly.

“What are you doing?”

“I need you hard…,”

“No…this…”

Suddenly Callie stood up. She pushed her hand up into herself and wet her fingers.

This time Jim saw it wasn’t just an oily slick she produced, it was more like a gel…

She pushed her hand into his mouth and his eyes dilated.

“Such a trial!” she gasped “Why don’t you guys make it easy?”

Jim was now like his wife, ive as Callie moved him around… He was rock hard again.

Callie lay him on the floor and was soon mounting him.

“Give me your sperm!” she cooed as she slowly took him inside of her pussy.

Callie rode up and down on his cock.

“Come in me!” she urged “I need your come!”

She built up speed, her thighs clamping down on him

“Come in me!” she cried. “Oh, God! Yessss!” she came as she felt him shoot his load into her.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she orgasmed as he emptied a bolt load into her.

Slowly she eased off of him. She stood for a moment.

“That’s it!” she grinned “Your seed has taken!”

Soon she was back on the floor with Beth, again sliding up between Beth’s legs, scissoring her.

Her vagina opened up again and the tube pushed up into Beth, this time depositing fertilized eggs inside Beth’s womb. Callie grinned as one of the eggs she deposited was her own… Callie smiled as she knew Beth would carry Callie’s child to term.

When she was done Callie got up, dressed and called a taxi.

She waited out on the street.

Beth and Jim slowly shook off he drug-like state they’d been put in. Jim was first… Like waking up out of a strange dream… He realised he was naked, and so was Beth.

“Beth?” he gasped as he crawled over to her and began shaking her.

“Huh?” Beth gasped disorientated

“Are you okay?”

“What happened?” she cried

“I… I don’t know…”

“I…I love you…,” Beth said.

“What?”

“Fuck me…,”

“What?”

“I want you so bad…”

“I… I want you too…”

They didn’t know it but an after-effect of the taste of Callie’s fluids made them horny still… And… Beth found herself enjoying being compliant towards her husband.

But… over the weeks that wore off. But before that happened, in fact the next day

Jim approached Madame Estella Bovary angry that he’d paid her money and for what?

He had no memory (same with Beth) about their strange encounter with the surrogate.

Madame Estella Bovary assured him that things were already in play. He went away unconceived… then Beth missed her period. A pregnancy test kit confirmed… they were going to have a baby.

A visit to the doctors, then another to confirm…. Beth had five babies in her. Four were normal humans. The fifth appeared so but was like its real mother a ‘surrogate’.

Part Two

Greg, Andrew, Lisa, Anne, and Marie were quintuplets. They’d been a handful growing up, but had remarkably settled down as they approached their eighteenth birthday.

Beth and Jim were enormously proud of them.

Today, their birthday was an exciting day.

Lisa stood naked in the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror. She was both fascinated, and terrified. She was staring at her vaginal slit as it opened up, stretching up towards her belly-button.

It grew so large.

When it was over she had a sense of this being right… normal. Yes, she knew other girls didn’t look like this… but an inner sense of calm told her she was meant to be… this… whatever this was.

Her pubic hair moulted… She now had a pink slash that was….

“Lisa, are you in there?” Anne banged on the door… snapping Lisa out of this moment of self-fascination.

“What?” Lisa snapped.

“Let me in… I gotta pee…”

Anne tried the door again and still found it locked.

“What’s going on in there?” Anne called as Lisa pulled her jeans back on.

“Hold on…,” she said and unlocked it.

“Geez!” Anne said rushing in.

“Close the door!” she spat as she pulled her pants down and sat on the toilet.

Lisa closed the door and went over to the sink where her top and bra still were.

She went to put on her bra… but it now no longer fit.

“Say, have your boobs got bigger?” Anne asked as she stopped peeing for a moment.

“Um… I think they have…,” Lisa said as she looked them over.

“They’re fantastic!” Anne said.

Anne always ired Lisa as the prettier of the sisters. Lisa also seemed to be smarter, and yet also better in sports. And… she was the only one who never got sick.

Never.

One time they were all up in the treehouse in the back yard and Anne and Lisa were climbing down the rope together when, not being able to take the weight of both of them it snapped. They fell. And though Lisa fell furthest (being above Anne) Anne broke her ankle.

At that time… so she ed… Lisa had broken hers too, but moments later she was up on her feet.

She carried Anne (crying with pain) inside and their mom had to take her to hospital. Anne told them that Lisa had broken her ankle too but they examined it, and not a scratch. Anne had that vivid memory…

“You smell amazing…,” Anne said having wiped herself and standing next to Lisa.

“Thank you…,”

“No… I mean it… Something… “

“What?”

“Oh my God,” Anne said as she swooned… “I feel light headed…,”

“Are you okay?”

“No… I?”

As she fell, Anne grabbed Lisa’s pants and pulled them free.

She landed on her butt and she looked up at her sister and saw her amazingly big, but virginal slit…

“What the…?” Anne gasped.

Lisa grabbed her sister pulling her easily back to her feet.

“You’re not going to tell mom!” Lisa said.

“No… I….,” Anne gasped. Her eyes were dilated… Lisa noticed. “I… I won’t tell mom…,” Anne said.

Lisa was surprised by the lack of opposition.

“You promise…?” Lisa asked.

“I will obey…,” Anne said.

“Obey?”

“Yessss,” Anne sighed.

Lisa baulked at her sister’s response. At first she thought Anne was making fun of her.

“Raise your arms!” Lisa said

Anne did so immediately

Lisa realised she was oozing. She reached down between her legs and scooped up an opaque gel.

Anne inhaled deeply. “That is so nice…,” Anne sighed.

Lisa pushed her wet fingers into her sister’s mouth. Anne sucked and she gasped.

“Lick my pussy…,” Lisa said.

“Yes, Mistress…,” Anne said.

Anne knelt down and began lapping at Lisa’s vagina.

Lisa gasped as she had never felt a warm wet tongue down there before.

“Oh, my!” she shivered. She came. Anne was obedient.

Lisa’s scent, and then her juices… She had an inkling that they were affecting Anne.

But it seemed too impossible.

Lisa straightened up everything and wetn to their bedroom.

Despite them all being 18 the girls still slept together in single beds—Lisa and Anne had bunks, and Marie had her own bed. (The boys had their own room).

Lisa found Marie there, sitting on her bed as she had one leg crossed over the other, doing up her shoe.

“What’s up?” Marie asked.

Lisa reached into her pants and took some of her vaginal cream onto her fingers.

“What’s that?” Marie asked as she looked up again.

“Taste this…,” Lisa said.

“What is it?”

“Taste it…”

“I’m not going to…, Hey!” Marie gasped as Lisa pushed her fingers into her sister’s mouth…

Lisa watched in amazement as Marie’s eyes dilated.

“You obey me…?” Lisa asked.

“Yessss…,” Marie gasped

Lisa jumped on the spot, spinning around. This was all too much!

Lisa took down her pants and went over the the bedroom door and locked the door.

She returned to her sister. “Lick my pussy…,” she said.

Marie leant into her sister’s thighs and began lapping at Lisa.

Lisa couldn’t believe it.

They had a wonderful party. Other relatives came.

Lisa felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise and she found herself going out into the front yard. A lot of cars were parked—guests for the party.

Then she noticed a woman standing next to a black car.

“Is everything okay, Sis?” Greg asked as he came out the front too

“Yeah…,” she said.

“Who’s the broad?”

“I… I don’t know… I… I think I will go speak to her…”

“You want me to come with you?”

“No… You go back inside…,” Lisa said

“You sure?”

“Yeah… I… I think I know her…”

“Know her?”

“Yeah. Look, I’ll be alright…” Lisa said.

Greg shrugged and went back in.

Lisa walked up to the woman.

“Hello, daughter,” Callie said as she embraced Lisa.

“Daugh…? Who are you?”

“I am your mother…,” Callie said.

“Look? What’s?”

“Shhh, honey…,” Callie cooed. “Inhale my perfume…”

Lisa couldn’t help but smell it

“Familiar?”

Yes, for Lisa there was something familiar about it.

“We’re the same… You and I…,” Callie said. “I can smell your pussy too…,” Callie added.

Lisa noticed that Callie smelt the same as she did. Callie lifted her dress and Lisa gasped to see Callie’s long pussy.

“What the…?” Lisa gasped recognising the same as she had.

“You are my daughter…,” Callie said.

Lisa instinctively understood Callie to be telling the truth… The smells, the sight of Callie, and an inherent trust.

Callie drew Lisa into her car and talked with her for an hour.

Lisa returned to the party. She knew she was a demoness.

Her dad had sold his soul to have children and Lisa was now going to draw out divine justice upon his sorry ass.

Anne gasped as Lisa’s vaginal tube drew out of her. Lisa had collected several eggs… her tube had secreted chemicals into Anne making her ovulate.

Anne lay there compliant, her mind doped by Lisa’s vaginal gel.

Likewise, Greg. He stood there unable to move… his eyes dilated.

Lisa bent him into a sitting posture and pushed him back onto the bed. She mounted his hard cock.

She gasped in amazement at how good he felt inside her… she was a virgin.

Lisa rode her brother (technically half-brother) harder and harder.

“Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!” she cried as she fucked him.

When he came she felt a shockwave of pleasure rip up through her from her cunt till her whole body trembled.

She was soon back between Anne’s thighs. She planted four fertilized eggs inside her sister’s womb, including one of her own… Just as she had been inserted into her mom… Anne would raise Lisa’s baby as if it were her own.

Lisa soon was between Marie’s thighs, pushing her tube up into Marie’s virginal slit, now with Andrew’s see she planted babies into her sister… And again, she placed one of her own inside too.

Her sisters would have no memory of how they got pregnant.

Deep inside their subconscious was the idea that they must bear these babies… No thought to termination. They HAD to bring these spawn into the world.

For her part, Lisa left her family, now that she knew what she was. What she truly was.

Callie and Lisa made love the moment Lisaa arrived in Callie’s place.

Mother and daughter strangers, but at once familiar…

Callie would introduce Lisa to other clients and they were going to act as surrogates, helping couples ‘conceive’, but also planting their own spawn.

Never make a deal with evil.