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Twenty-five year old Rebecca picked up her purse and verified her car keys were in it. "See you, Monday!" the brunette said to her coworkers. She entered the elevator and pushed the button for the parking garage. Rebecca walked happily toward her car. She had nothing planned this weekend and looked forward to relaxing. She could stay in her warm pjs drinking hot cocoa the whole time if she wanted to. She reached her two-door coupe and frowned. The right rear tire was flat. It wasn't how...
As a result of an accident or incurable illness, you wake up to find a part, or even all of your body, replaced. Whether the procedure is the work of responsible medical professionals or of a modern-day Frankenstein there is no easy way to reverse it. You must learn to live with your new parts and the changes they will bring to your life.
Who are you?
Brian develops his paranormal ability and chases the girl (Author’s notes: This is a work of fiction. In this fantasy, nobody is worried about STDs. In real life, all non-monogamous sex should be practiced using accepted safe-sex precautions. All persons involved in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older. This is a continuous story in multiple parts. It will only make sense if you read the chapters in order. The main character in this story has paranormal capabilities, for which he...
I walked into the glass and steel tower of US Automata and was greeted by one of their top-of-the-line models, an A-28 Assistant. The humanoid robot stood at 5'8", a height the market research team determined was more non-threatening than the earlier Assistant models that had towered over even my 6'2" by more than half a foot. It was a bare gray skeletal frame except for the battery unit that formed it's broad and flat chest, and the head that held the processing power and looked now at...
(This is a continuous story in multiple parts. It will only make sense if you read it in order.) : : : : : A few days later, as Brian was just about to leave to go to band practice, his smart phone chimed, announcing that he had received a text. (Blair) >, U going 2nite? (Brian) <,<,<, Yeah U? >, No gotta work <,<,<, That sucks <,<,<, work Fri nite? >, I traded shifts to get off for 7 Worlds <,<,<, O, I C >, U working Sun? <,<,<, No. U? ...
I guess you can call me a regular eighteen-year-old high school student.Or maybe irregular. I don’t really know what the fuck other guys my age get up to, not really.I sit at the back of the class, away from the jocks and bitches.My only friend, Kevin, was the only other guy I know who kinda got me. He was equally eighteen and a fucking virgin.“Tom! You gotta check out this girl I found last night!”He practically shoved his smartphone into my face. He had an obscure adult website running, a...
Mind ControlOr maybe irregular. I don’t really know what the fuck other guys my age get up to, not really. I sit at the back of the class, away from the jocks and bitches. My only friend, Kevin, was the only other guy I know who kinda got me. He was equally 18 and a fucking virgin. “Tom! You gotta check out this girl I found last night!” He practically shoved his smartphone into my face. He had an obscure adult website running, a girl moaning as a guy with a massive dick plowed into her. “Dude!” I...
Blair and Jenn (This is a continuous story in multiple parts. It will only make sense if you read it in order.) : : : : : P r a c t i c e ‘I don’t understand why you won’t just stick it in my ass and get it over with. I thought you said all guys want it like that.’ ‘Blair, if we did it like that, it would hurt, and you’d hate it. And I DON’T want that. If we’re gonna do it, let’s do it right.’ She sat, pouting. ‘Look, Blair, it’s going to feel incredible for me, either way. But I’ll...
Brain Wipe Day By Bloodhand Chapter 1 Melbourne, 2048 The last thing I remember before waking up in that hospital was seeing the Mack truck bearing down on me at high speed. I'd been driving to work as per usual for that time of the morning and the truck had run a red light. I didn't actually remember to moment of contact but I could only assume I was badly injured. My body didn't hurt anywhere near as much as I expected it to. In fact, I still didn't feel brilliant, almost...
Three things happened that day at work. The first two were almost innocuous, and they happened almost as soon as I sat down behind my desk and fired up the trio of monitors in front of me. I liked to work with multiple screens, a habit I’d gotten from a roommate back in college. I could code on one screen, open up online coding documentation and forums on the second, and run tests or communicate with my team on a third. It was the kind of thing that saved you a couple of seconds at a time,...
Terese and Alana (This is a continuous story in multiple parts. It will only make sense if you read it in order.) : : : : : P r a c t i c e ‘Blair, have you ever found anyone you couldn’t +push?’ ‘No, but, remember, I don’t do it very often. I really want to keep it below the radar.’ They went to the mall, and experimented with all sorts of inconsequential +pushes, such as getting someone to shift their shopping bag from one hand to the other, getting someone else to stop and check out a...
Carina and Megann (This is a continuous story in multiple parts. It will only make sense if you read it in order.) : : : : : P r a c t i c e The next frontier with their abilities was seeing if they could get someone to do something that they normally wouldn’t consider doing. They tried everything they could imagine, both with the more subtle, unspeaking voice +pushing, and with powerful, persuasive images demonstrating the target behavior with a positive outcome. They tried to get...
I lay in bed, my hands tucked behind my head, waiting in the dark. The clock told me it was almost 1 o’clock when the sounds of revelry downstairs started to die down, and I knew that McKenzie was wrapping up her little get together. She must have seen Adrianna coming downstairs and leaving, so she knew that joining us was no longer part of the equation, and I hoped she would be understanding. I hated to disappoint my sexy, horny little angel. As I lay there, breathing deeply and letting...
Brain Damage I had a job and worked everyday after school, I had more money then most of my friends, and rode a new motorcycle, I liked girls and spent more time with them, then I did hanging out with my guy friends, I enjoyed there company and almost always had some girl with me, I liked to open doors for them and tell them they were beautiful, I bought them flowers for no reason and took them out on dates. At eighteen, I had long hair, rode a nice motorcycle, and had girls around...
IncestBrain Busting Diana Brain Busting Diana by oliverc "Who's that," I asked Georges, my buddy and roommate. I was mesmerized by the sight of a blond goddess across the dining hall. She was pretty, not stunningly beautiful but clearly athletic, which was given away by the fact she was still in her field hockey uniform. It had only been three weeks since I transferred to this university from my local community college for the remaining two years of my bacaulaurite degree. I hadn't had a...
Barbara was gone by the time I’d showered, dried off and come back downstairs. She’d left a note on the kitchen counter: Headed out for a workout and then to stop by the office. See you this afternoon, darling. XOXO There was little heart at the end of the note, an unexpected and surprising gesture of affection. Or maybe, I thought as I rolled up the piece of paper and tapped it thoughtfully against my chin, not so surprising after all... I was starting to realize that whatever these...
My heart wasn’t in the code. It might seem like a strange thing to think, for someone who doesn’t know coding as well as I do. But software is just like art to the people who understand it. It requires creativity, a way to look at the problem and see a solution, an elegance in its efficiency and execution. Good code is, I would argue, as artistic as a painting or a famous old book. Only today my art was crap. I pushed back from the desk and rubbed my hand across my face. I was having a...
With their expanded brainpower, both Doug and Megan understood what was happening when they awoke the next morning. "'Morning, sweetheart," Doug said from somewhere on the other side of the king-sized hotel bed. "Morning, dad," Megan said sleepily, streching out her arm. "Wow. No wonder they don't want teenagers to learn about sex. I could do that all day, every day. In fact, I think I will -- as soon as you get off my chest." "What do mean?" Doug asked, as he noticed something...
(Idea by hazmidia) As she lay strapped to the bed, she had no idea what was going to happen, then she saw the scientist strap himself onto a bed next to hers. Suddenly she found herself in that bed, but as she looked around realised that she had swapped places, and now the scientist was in her body, and she was in his. The machine had swapped their brains around, at first she panicked, but then she realised that she could have a lot of fun here. If his body, with her brain, was released, she...
I would like to thank Y2C, Wergor, and David Gee and the others at the MC Forum for the help in designing this story. Thanks. Brian Towns was looking at the papers on his desk. It was hard catching with all that need to be done with his two business that when on below him. If it wasn't for Lucy, his personal assistant he would have been swamped with work that kept him from his real work. Being a superhero. It made him a bit guilt that he had accidentally made her his love slave. Brian Towns was...
Mind ControlAs she lay strapped to the bed, she had no idea what was going to happen, then she saw the scientist strap himself onto a bed next to hers. Suddenly she found herself in that bed, but as she looked around realised that she had swapped places, and now the scientist was in her body, and she was in his. The machine had swapped their brains around, at first she panicked, but then she realised that she could have a lot of fun here. If his body, with her brain, was released, she could fuck her own...
NYMPHOBRAINIAC by Jenny North The hard metal floor of the secret base buzzed with an electrical hum as the sparkling entry portal phased into existence. Normally people entered right away, but then normally people were authorized to be there. But this time, the room stood quiet for a long moment before a pair of footsteps tentatively entered through the portal. "Holeee shiiiit!!!" Bud exclaimed, slapping his partner on the back. "Quiet, dummy! They might hear!" "Ahh, you worry...
"The first rule of Lesbian Bunny Club is: you do not talk about Lesbian Bunny Club. The second rule of Lesbian Bunny Club is: you DO NOT talk about Lesbian Bunny Club! The third rule of Lesbian Bunny Club is: remember that we are not Furries so if anyone here showed up because they were inspired by badly drawn furry porn on Deviant Art leave now before it’s too late."The Dominatrix-looking Bunny said this before cracking her whip for enfaces.Now you might be wondering how the fuck I got here...
LesbianThe Brainwave of Horror Ch. 2: A Trilogy of Tales of Terror to Titillate and Traumatize A man watches his wife and daughter turned into whores, a woman watches her control crumble as those around her turn into … things, a young man watches his mother survive in a world where sex is not reviled, better watch YOURSELF on … Halloween. See No Evil: Contains sexually explicit and politically incorrect material. If you shouldn’t be reading this, or if it might offend you, simply stop now. ...
The Brainwave of Horror Ch. 1: A Trilogy of Tales of Terror to Titillate and Traumatize A man watches his wife and daughter turned into whores, a woman watches her control crumble as those around her turn into … things, a young man watches his mother survive in a world where sex is not reviled, better watch YOURSELF on … Halloween. See No Evil: Contains sexually explicit and politically incorrect material. If you shouldn’t be reading this, or if it might offend you, simply stop now. ...
The Brainwave of Horror Ch. 3: A Trilogy of Tales of Terror to Titillate and Traumatize A man watches his wife and daughter turned into whores, a woman watches her control crumble as those around her turn into … things, a young man watches his mother survive in a world where sex is not reviled, better watch YOURSELF on … Halloween. See No Evil: Contains sexually explicit and politically incorrect material. If you shouldn’t be reading this, or if it might offend you, simply stop now. ...
Brainwashed By Cassandra Morgan The Americans entered the village silently, covered by the dark of the night. Helicopters had transported them through the nearby Kush Mountains, and then they'd made their way on foot to Biryam. There, like death in the darkness, they made their way through the streets, not speaking, communicating only by hand gestures. There weren't that many soldiers. There had been more during the great wars. But most of the local terrorists were scattered now,...
Dinner was surprisingly normal. I wasn’t sure what I had expected. Maybe for my wife to come home and immediately realize that I had been screwing my stepdaughter all afternoon. Maybe for her to notice that something was different about me: that I had a silent, unspoken air of confidence or something. But no, Barbara clicked into the house on her high heels — late, she’d been working late a lot recently — wearing her tight little pencil skirt and cream-colored blouse, looking like a million...
I was doing up my tie, the steam from my shower still clouding the edges of the mirror. I heard the door to the master bedroom open but didn’t glance around. “Kenz?” I called. I cursed softly as my fingers fumbled the tie again. “Damn it.” Barbara had always helped me out with this. I’m a grown man, and I could get it done by myself, but it was always a nice little ritual — Barbara would finish my tie, give me a peck on the cheek, and tell me how handsome I looked. Of course, I’d never...
Slowly his eyes opened, bringing the room before him into focus. It was not the most well-lit room in the world, but as he adjusted to the gloom, he began to notice two things. One, that he was nude, and two, that he was secured into a chair by steel manacles on his ankles, thighs, waist and neck. His arms, oddly, were free. ‘Awake at last, I see,’ Purred a feminine voice from nearby. He moved his head about as much as the neck restraint would allow, but she was walking around to stand before...
Katie had problems of her own. It was now time for her to earn her scholarship. She attended her first mandatory meeting for all potential players for the upcoming season that evening. The practice schedule was handed out, as well as the upcoming season's schedule. "For you first years, please note that practices are scheduled for all day Saturday and, before the season, on Tuesdays and Fridays from 2:00 to 5:00. It's up to you to attend these practices and maintain your academics as...
The spring semester seemed to fly by. Katie not only made the team as a freshman, she became the starting first-baseman. Maria had been right; once Donna realized that having Katie in the batting order behind her was the best thing that could happen, they won their conference title and also won the Collegiate World Series in Oklahoma. John made college life look easy. Once again he was well on his way to another 4.0 grade point average. He also found time to help Katie in her studies and...
Four weeks later, Katie graduated with a degree in Business Management; John graduated with an undergraduate degree and a masters in Physics; and they became the proud owners of the future home of Katie O'Hara's Irish Pub and Restaurant. The existing tenants on the first floor were given the option to be bought out of their leases and, since they each had less than a year to go before renewal, they all agreed. The tenants on the second floor were all on month-to-month leases. When Katie...
Summary: mind control, incest, kidnapping and brainwashing, cosmetic brain surgery, hot pink hair A kidnapped woman is returned with post-hypnotic commands, but the rest of the family is acting as though they’ve been brainwashed as well, a pop-twat — erh, pop princess — conducts an infomercial for cosmetic brain surgery, a family, abducted into the future, learns to cope with their own sexual urges and dangerous female politics. Enjoy the fun and strange truths of the Pumpkin’s Night. /See No...
They're coming. The Taggert girl and I are huddled in the dark under one of the tables in Conway's chemistry lab, but that won't help for long. They're surrounding us, searching for us. And soon... they'll find us. And then... I'll kill myself before I give into them. They're THINGS! Things in human costume. And I... will not become one of them. Even if I have to... even if... I squeeze my hand around the knitting needle I hold to reassure myself. I took it from Cecilia's desk...
Let me tell you about my mother's sister. Aunt Sheryl. Thirty-six, two years younger than my mom. Copper-red hair to the middle of her back. A figure like... well, like my mom's. Walking around by the pool in a bikini as I speak. Her daughter? Rachel. Eighteen. Strawberry blonde hair to her shoulders. A mischievous smile and a contagious giggle. We played together as kids, but she has grown up very nicely since then. She's now built like... mmmmm... Can cousins marry in this...
If felt sorry for my friend Brian he hasn't seen the inside of a vagina since he was born, and even then he didn't get a very good look. I don't know what is wrong with him, other than the EVIL second head growing on his left shoulder. Personally I've never had a problem getting laid. I never even had to ask for sex. When ever I walk in a room the girls see me and bend over and plead for me to ram them just once. I've tried everything to get him laid, but every time I introduce him to a girl...
InterracialMy CarI’ve been talking to a male friend from another social network and 1 day we conversed more then usual. We live in the same country opposite coasts. I find him virtually sexy. Mid 30’s, Caucasian and English speaking = 2 requisites for me because 1- the opposite skin color is a killer stimulation when skin to skin contact is done while fucking, let alone peeking at little drops of sweat running on our skins when hardly fucking. 2- I make love in English.I’m wondering if a man’s stamina in...
On the way out the door, Megan was pulled aside by a petite, pony-tailed cheerleader that looked almost nothing like her mother. "Here," Marie said, pressing something small and hard in her daughter's hand. "I don't think I'll be needing this tonight. Consider this your wedding night." It wasn't until Megan was seating, legs crossed elegantly, in her family's BMW that she dared to peek into her hand. It was her mother's large and beautiful wedding ring combination. With a small...
As far as Cal could determine, Gina had never lied to him. That she hadn’t told him the whole truth about things he was certain. Everything in his world was painted the way Mistress Gina wanted it to be painted in a way, even if the colors were only inside his head. The first day that the crazy bitch had essentially tied him down and let men fuck his face, though she had ensured his participation with torture, ten men had unloaded their scum into his mouth and stomach mostly his stomach before...
Special powers, magical items, aliens, monsters, and all manners of mind controlling devices. These are the recipes for mayhem. Through the actions of the controllers and the controlled, it will be the start of something truly corrupt, degenerate, depraved. It would be a cataclysm, a nudge down the wrong direction, to come spiraling down into endless orgasmic fantasies of shameless sex and licentious debauchery. There will be no inhibitions. No sense of logic or reasoning. No holds barred. No...
Mind ControlI didn't know if I should meet. Mr. and Mrs. Bohner were expecting me for my first visit and my inspection. I had been waiting for this day for a long time, but the seriousness of what I was getting myself into was only now hitting me. I had told Mrs. Bohner that I was willing to submit to her and her husband. I had made promise to be subject to their desires and to be trained to fulfill any need they may have in their family. Now as I stand at their door my heart is racing with thoughts about...
Slowly his eyes opened, bringing the room before him into focus. It was not the most well-lit room in the world, but as he adjusted to the gloom, he began to notice two things. One, that he was nude, and two, that he was secured into a chair by steel manacles on his ankles, thighs, waist and neck. His arms, oddly, were free.“Awake at last, I see,” Purred a feminine voice from nearby.He moved his head about as much as the neck restraint would allow, but she was walking around to stand before him...
There was a temporary treaty in place allowing for two rival governments to exchange people and goods in an effort to create peace. Commander Jennifer Williams didn't like it when she was asked to rescue one of Sota's medical ships from pirates. But as an Alliance marine she did what she was told, boarded the pirate vessel, and took control with a small team. Her orders were to take the pirate ship back to headquarters. There was something about it first belonging to an ally before it was...
Lesbian"Do you believe it's been ten years already?" Katie lay in bed next to John; listening to the just barely-audible noise emanating from the pub below. It felt good to be in bed at a decent hour, holding the man she adored in her arms, knowing that her new partners were taking care of the business. At Tim's suggestion she had taken on two partners, selling them a minority interest in the now highly-successful business. They both had been long-time employees, one a bartender and the other...
Edited by Michael-Leonard * Prolog It was a beautiful warm sunny day in the Valley of the Sun, just perfect for a Sunday drive with the family. Mike Stevens sat behind the wheel of his vintage Mustang convertible. Beside him, his beautiful, eight month pregnant wife Jennifer, leaned back in the bucket seat, eyes closed absorbing the warmth from the late October sun. In the back, their one year old daughter, tucked into her car seat, slept quietly as she usually did moments after beginning...
There was a temporary treaty in place allowing for two rival governments to exchange people and goods in an effort to create peace. Commander Jennifer Williams didn’t like it when she was asked to rescue one of Sota’s medical ships from pirates. But as an Alliance marine she did what she was told, boarded the pirate vessel, and took control with a small team. Her orders were to take the pirate ship back to headquarters. There was something about it first belonging to an ally before it was...
Margaret O'Hara couldn't believe what she had done. She had never so much as had a parking ticket and now she had committed a felony. Margaret had gone to church that morning and prayed, asking God for a family of her own. She wanted a baby and, at thirty two years of age, felt that she would never meet a man who would give her one. She knew she wasn't the most beautiful woman in the world, but she felt that at six feet tall and one hundred thirty five pounds, even her relatively plain...
In the meantime, the Department of Social Services was hard at work screening several likely candidates for the adoption of John Stevens. After an extensive background check, one couple stood out as the perfect couple for the adoption. Robert and Joan Strong were in their early thirties, both had good jobs, and the potential mother worked out of the house, therefore there would be no need for day care. They appeared to be model citizens and were extremely desirous of adopting a child. It...
Years went by. Margaret decided that the apartment was just too small for her growing child. The neighbors were also a problem. Not that they were bad neighbors; on the contrary, most of them fawned over the child as if she were their own grandchild. That was the problem; most of the other tenants in the complex were senior citizens or young adults living together or alone with no kids. Margaret wanted her daughter to live in a house, in a family-oriented neighborhood with good schools, close...
John's life path took a different turn. As a young boy he excelled in school. He always brought home straight A's on his report card. He was popular, outgoing and funny and he was definitely not an athlete. Growing up, while the other boys in the neighborhood were outside playing baseball, John was content to stay indoors and watch his mother as she worked on her computer. He was always asking her questions and she never talked down to him, always giving him direct answers. He always had...
Physically Katie was a mature young woman, striking in appearance, strong willed, full of self-confidence and determination. And yet, emotionally she was still immature. Her body was sending hormones racing through her system. At times she couldn't stand it, the urges that seemed to overwhelm her, especially at night. She wanted to experiment with sex, but was afraid. Afraid to find out in which direction her urges would take her. She was sexually aroused by Joan whenever they worked out...
At the beginning of June, all of the area high schools held their graduation ceremonies and by the end of August all those graduates who were continuing their educations headed off to college. John and Katie were no exception. They didn't know each other, but both arrived at UA on the same day, registered, got their dorm assignments and settled in to begin the next phase of their lives. On Wednesday classes began. As freshmen, they were assigned to certain classes which were mandatory for...
They saw a lot of each other that first semester. They had at least one class together every day. They would meet for lunch, have dinner together, or arrange to meet in the library to study or do homework. They would go out socially on occasion, but neither of them considered it dating. They were just good friends, for now. Academically, John was having no trouble at all adjusting to college life. He had aced all of his mid-terms and was well on his way to a 4.0 first semester. Katie was not...
The fall semester seemed to be over before they knew it. As planned, John had purchased an engagement ring with money he invested years ago. It wasn't the largest or most expensive ring available, but when she received it that Christmas Eve Katie knew that she would treasure it always. They planned the wedding for the end of May, after school ended for the year, after any post season softball tournaments, and before the start of the summer classes. Their lives continued at a hectic pace....
After John left for class, Katie got out of bed, cleaned up the room, took her shower, dressed, and drove north to her mom's house. When she got there the house was empty and her mom was already at work. She changed into her Shannon Rose work tee-shirt, the green one which was a little tighter than she normally wore, and drove across town arriving there a little before the lunch crowd. "Katie, it's good to see you again," said Tim O'Shea the majority owner of the tavern. "Like I...
Three days later they began their third year of school. They soon fell back into their usual routine of early classes, studying, and working out. This year it was different: they no longer had to go their separate ways at night. The love-making was always fantastic, but it was more than sex, it was the afterglow. Being able to hold your lover in your arms, to fall into a peaceful sleep, with no time restraints until the following morning, was wonderful. Katie loved being in school. She loved...