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Swedish Fish- Part 3 I fell back into the pattern of watching the women gyrating on the stage at Hobnobs. I found myself wishing that could be me up there, rubbing my sweaty body against theirs, the eyes of a hundred men trained on me, desiring me, all while I got myself off touching and being touched by another woman. I glanced over at Brenda and she was as transfixed as I was. I wished that she and I were up there, tongues and fingers working their magic while the crowd cheered us on..... Niko leaned over and broke my train of thought. "There's something I want you to do for me," he said, beckoning me to the corner of the room away from the blaring speakers. "Do you see that guy at the bar with the light blue golf shirt?" he asked. Not too far down was a guy in his early forties, tanned, a dollar bill in his hand eagerly snapped up by one of the dancers as she stuck it into her string. He wasn't handsome, but he wasn't ugly, either. "Yup, I see him." "I want you to use your feminine wiles on him. Get him to take you to the motel down the street for a quickie. He'll take you up on it, I guarantee it." "And you know this......how?" "Because that's my ex-husband Derek. I'd always suspected that he catted around but I could never catch him. Tonight I want to catch him." "But, what it he doesn't want to go?" I asked. Niko looked me up and down and laughed. "Because honey, every guy in here would give their left nut to fuck your brains out." I giggled. Being a hot bitch had its advantages. He reached into his pocket. "But just if by some miracle he's resistant, here's a little something to give him." It was a Ziploc bag with five of the little candies inside. Revenge was a dish best served with Swedish Fish. Niko gave me a few more instructions and then I was down at the bar pressing my boob against Derek's back. He turned around, startled. "I was just trying to get a drink," I said. Derek got his wits about him long enough to say, "Well, let me buy that for you. What are you having?" "Banana Daiquiri. I love the taste of bananas on my tongue." Derek practically fell out of his chair, but he got me the drink. He tried to make small talk but failed miserably. I pulled one of the fish out of my purse, dipped it in his scotch and plopped it into his mouth. A few seconds after he swallowed it, I saw his pupils dilate and a dreamy smile cross his face. I gave him another and another until the bag was empty. "How about you and I get out of here and have our own party?" He shook his head eagerly. "Anywhere you want to go, babe." Anywhere I wanted to go was the Eagle's Nest Motel, a half mile down the road. When we went to the room I said, "You really need to take a piss, Derek." I could see him shiver as he absorbed the command without realizing it. He said, "Yeah, I gotta take a piss. Why don't you make yourself comfortable?" What a romantic, I thought. I took the opportunity to take the room key card and put it outside, while I texted our location to Niko. He replied he'd stop by later and to have some fun. I put the phone down and stripped out of my skimpy clothes just in time for Derek to come around the corner. He was down to his underwear and I could see his boner jump when he got a look at me. "Wow, you are.....awesome," he stammered. I smiled at the compliment and rested my hand on his bulge. He was in pretty good shape for his early 40's, with muscular arms and a flat abdomen. Like most divorced guys, he was trying to look a little younger, so I suspected that his blond hair was probably dyed. His blue eyes were the real thing, though. I slipped my hand inside his briefs and wrapped my hand around his burning cock. He gasped, and I peeled off his last shred of clothing effortlessly. Cradling his balls, I took his fat erection in my mouth, feeling it harden as I took his whole length. I felt my pussy dampen as I thought about how much I'd grown to love a good cock. I let my other hand wander over the cheeks of his ass, then zeroed in on his little pucker. He tensed up when I crooked a finger inside, but he didn't dare move while I was swallowing his sword. As I lifted my head off his dick for just a second and looked up into his eyes, I said, "Relax, Derek. You love having my finger in your ass. It's kinky and it turns you on." I could feel his muscles loosen immediately and his cock jumped in front of my face. He grunted as I pushed in as far as I could go. This was fun, but there was something I needed more. I needed him inside me. "Fuck me with that big cock," I growled. It wasn't that big but it was as hard as iron, and he buried himself to the hilt in my wet snatch with no trouble at all. I dragged my pretty nails down his back as I undulated my body to meet his thrusts, getting every last inch I could. I was so aroused that I could feel my orgasm building almost immediately. I felt a heavy sensation on my chest, as if my tits were going to burst. I pushed his head down onto a nipple and ordered him to suck it. It wasn't clear if he was obeying commands or just going with the flow of our sexy romp; it didn't matter as long as the result was the same. When he started suckling my breast, I felt myself growing dizzy with lust. I humped against his cock with my pussy and I humped my tender tit against his face. I felt the first spasms of my cumming as I involuntarily squeezed the dick inside me, but I wasn't prepared for what happened next. I felt my fat nipples squirt, little jets of milk shooting out. Derek took it greedily, and even lapped up the liquid that had leaked from my other breast. It was as if I had two tiny little dicks firing off as I came. The warm fuzzy feeling in my chest was delicious. I came again, and again, little dribbles shot out of my tits. As my buzz finally faded, I started grinding my body against him. I wanted his cum and I wanted it now. I guess I could have ordered him to cum, but it was better when it occurred naturally. The veins on his neck popped out as he blew his load. I felt the warm fluid of his manhood filling me as he collapsed on top of me, his chest heaving. Derek was so wrapped up in his pleasure that he didn't even notice that Niko had quietly entered the room. I purred in Derek's ear, "Oh baby, you're the best. Now it's time for you to be the little slut. You really want to get fucked by a big cock of your own." Derek twitched slightly on top of me as he struggled to assimilate the command I'd given him. "Wha.." was all he could get out. Niko took over. "Derek, I want you to get up on all fours." As he got up off me, I could see that a dreamy glaze had come over his eyes. "I never thought I'd be in this situation, honey," Niko said, "but I'm going to make the most of it". He lubed up his cock and flipped me the bottle. "Get his ass nice and ready." I took the slippery liquid and worked it as deep inside Derek as I could. He was trembling; whether it was fear or desire I couldn't tell. Niko was ready. I looked at that enormous ten-inch cock and wished it was me he was fucking. He put the head of it against Derek's relaxed pucker and said, "I want you to shimmy your slutty little ass against my cock, bitch. Take it all and enjoy it." Derek seemed to shiver and pushed back against Niko's ramrod. He smiled as his cock worked its way inside his ex-husband's ass. I sat on the edge of the bed transfixed. Sweat dripped off of Derek's body as he corkscrewed back against Niko. There seemed to be a point where he could go no further, and Niko leaned forward, grabbed his waist and forced himself the rest of the way in. The two men were welded together, and Derek let out a groan. Niko bent down so that he was inches from Derek's ear. "You love it. All your life you've wanted a cock inside of you, you just didn't know it until right now," he hissed. But from now on you'll always be thinking of cocks. How you can pleasure them. How you can get their tasty cum. You're obsessed with the feeling of a hot dick inside you. It's what gets you off now, you little cockslut." As if on cue, Derek's flaccid cock twitched and dribbled cum. Niko continued, "I want you to be my little slut. That little bimbo you left me for doesn't get you off any more." Derek fought to get the words out. "Left....YOU....for?" he squeaked. Niko forced himself all the way inside Derek's sorely stretched anus for emphasis. "Yeah, bitch, I was Melinda, your wife. You didn't care about me. The long 'business trips', the late nights at the office. I knew what you were doing, I just couldn't catch you. But I've caught you now. Now you're mine." Niko picked up the pace, thrusting against Derek's butt and grinding his face into the mattress. I had to admit this was all very arousing, and my hand found its way down to my still-moist slut as I watched them. Niko looked a little drunk with the power he'd gotten; was this just revenge, or lust, or was there something more at work here? Niko's chest was heaving and I could tell he was approaching orgasm. He grabbed Derek's hair and pulled it back. "Do you want my cum, bitch?" Derek moaned. "Beg for it, then," Niko growled. "Mmmm, please let me have your cum." "I can't hear you, you little slut." "PLEASE LET ME HAVE YOUR CUM!!!!!!" he screamed, his voice cracking. Niko was satisfied and kicked it into another gear. Within a minute he was moaning himself as he dumped a load deep in Derek's ass. Derek convulsed all over as Niko filled him with cum. My own fingers in my honeypot had me cumming as well, and I felt the tension in my body ease as the warmth washed over me. I could feel my nipples involuntarily spurting again and it felt like three orgasms at once. Niko saw the liquid flowing down my breasts and was fascinated. I let him suckle a tender nipple, and immediately I could feel a change come over him. "Ooh, lick it all up," I said, and he did. When he was finished he was almost like a docile puppy dog awaiting his next treat. The mean vengeful Niko who'd just brutally fucked his ex-husband's ass had vanished. Had I discovered something by accident? I decided to test. I instructed Niko to go to the bathroom, bring the motel soap back and eat it. He did, as easily as if he were eating a tasty Pop-Tart. "Niko, you just finished fucking Derek, and you're satisfied now. That's the last thing you remember. You should go back to your place and get a good night's rest. I'm sure you'll have more plans for Derek." Without a sound, Niko got up, dressed and left. Derek was only now stirring. I could see little dribbles of Niko's cum leaking out of his ass. I knew that the Swedish fish he'd already eaten had set him on a course that wouldn't change. I fed him a few more from my purse and then ordered him to eat my pussy. Miranda had been right, he was very talented. As I came again. I pulled his head toward my chest and he drank deeply. Then I bundled him into the car and drove him to Niko's, where we shared a bed for the night. I awoke groggily, and in my half-aware state I realized that Derek must be between my legs lapping at my pussy. Mmm, there were worse ways to wake up, I thought. I lay back and enjoyed it thoroughly, building to a shuddering climax. My chest was wet, and Derek pounced to gobble every drop. His hair was longer now, and what little I could see in the dim morning light told me he had undergone a lot of changes during the night. He was thinner, and his body was smooth and silky against mine. I could smell a strong whiff of the Swedish Fish on him as well. When I came back to earth, I had to see what changes had been wrought. "Get up...I want to get a good look at you," I said. He spring out of bed and I flipped on the light switch. When my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see that the old Derek was long gone. In his place was a youngish, very effeminate-looking boy, and I used the term loosely. The little cock that he tried covering with his hand was his only remaining trace of manhood. His face and skinny hairless body could let him pass for a girl right now. He even seemed to have had grown a little pair of boobs. He had his hand in a bag of the Fish, which explained the smell. "How many of those have you had?" I asked. "I don't know.....lots, I think. They're kind of addicting," he said in a high-pitched voice as he popped another one in his mouth. I took the bag from him and he gave me a little pouty face. I decided to do a little testing. "Do you know where you are?" He used to own this house, but he was drawing a complete blank and nodded his head no. "Do you know WHO you are?" His brow furrowed. "I'm kinda confused." I was pretty sure that right now I had the power to rewrite Derek's whole personality, his whole mind, everything. I should probably be careful. "I do know one thing," Derek piped up brightly. "What?" "I'm a cocksucking slut." "How do you know that?" "Because......um, I just know." He was a bit dim, but when I thought about it, I was a cocksucking slut, too. "Nothing wrong with that," I said. Derek seemed enormously relieved. "Oh god, I need a cock so bad, it's all I've been thinking about," he gushed. I wasn't sure what I was going to do. Derek had attached himself to me like a lost puppy. I wanted to turn him over to Niko, but after what I did to him last night I figured I might want to avoid him, just in case. Salvation came in the form of a call on my cell. "Alyx, where are you?" "I'm sitting on my bed. It's early." "Well get your ass in gear and get over here to Taylor's frat house. It's incredible. Trust me on this." I could hear some noises in the background, but nothing I could distinguish. "Okay, let me get organized and I'll be over." I pointed Derek to the shower and ordered him in. He practically had an orgasm obeying my command, and was lathering up in no time. I laid out some slutty clothes for him- he'd never fit back into what he wore last night, and Niko would like the idea of his feminized ex-husband dressed like a tramp. The yellow minidress and black tights were just right. After his shower I told Derek to get dressed and make himself nice and slutty. "I want you to think about the most erotic pornstar you've ever seen, and become her. You're a cocksucking slut, remember." I gave him some lipstick and makeup, and I was curious to see what he'd do with it. The pornstar side of him was coming out- I could see it in the way he moved now, shaking his butt sexily as he walked in a most un-masculine way. I stepped into the shower myself and noticed that my boobs were bumping into everything. They were definitely larger than last night, and the feel of the water running down those big mounds as I soaped them up gave me an orgasm on the spot. I felt my fat nipples stiffen and squirt, but the lovely fluid flowed off my body and down the shower drain. I toweled off and went to get my own clothes. Derek stood there, nervously awaiting my approval. His makeup was perfect, if a bit trashy, which was okay for our purposes. The outfit hugged his cute little ass and accented his too-small boobs, but he frowned and said, "I don't think I can wear those heels". I smiled and said, "Wearing heels comes naturally to you, Derek. Put them on." He shivered a little, then strapped them on and walked around the room as if he'd been born in them. "And another thing," I said. "You need a different name. I think, Debi, with an I, would be a perfect name for the new you. It's a great name, Debi." "I love it!" Debi said. And that was that. She waited patiently while I selected my clothes. It was still cold, so I put on a pair of tights, too. I went to put on a bra that was too small, and realized that while my tits had gotten bigger, they had no sag to them at all. I ditched the bra and put a clingy top on that had a deep v-neck to show off my puppies to their best advantage. A skirt only a little wider than a belt and I was done. When we arrived at the frat house, we could hear noises from within. When I opened the door I was enveloped in an aroma- the aroma of sex. Stepping into the living room, I saw Brenda being fucked doggy-style while she swallowed a long cock in her mouth. Two more guys were whacking off as they watched, entranced. Walking down the hall, I peeked in an open door to see two buff guys going at it, the top one spreading the bubble cheeks of his bottom and ramming him like a machine gun gone haywire. In another room, a broad with big tits was being double penetrated by two cocks; she was screaming and cursing while the two guys made out at the same time their rods were rubbing against each other inside her. I was starting to sweat and I wasn't sure if it was the eye candy or the thermostat. I heard Brenda scream that she was cumming, and we walked back to the living room just in time to see her erupt, her hands pressing the heads of the two wankers against each of her breasts. After they drank deeply from her nipples, she threw them aside like yesterday's newspaper. "You can cum now, boys," she ordered, and both of them groaned and pumped her full of their spunk. She grinned widely as she luxuriated in their man cream, blobs of it leaking out of her two holes as she got up off their limp members. "I have them eating out of my hand. When they suckle on my titties, they do anything I say. It's a nice arrangement. I've already got half the place worshipping me like a goddess; I figured it was only fair to give you the other half." "How did you wind up here? What's going on?" I asked. Taylor brought me up here when you and Niko left last night with what's- his-name, the guy from the club. What happened to him anyway?" "Long story," I said, "Continue". "Well, Taylor must have stolen a bunch of Swedish Fish, because he had this whole place hopped up on them. Imagine fifteen or twenty guys so horny they're ready to burst, with huge cocks. I'm tired and sore. But every time I come, I've been gushing milk from my tits." "I know, it's been happening to me, too," I said. "But the best part is that once these guys get a taste of it, it's like your wish is their command. And they just keep coming and keep sucking on me. Taylor's gone from being the lord of the manor to just being another one of my fucktoys. Not sure what to do with them all. Figured you might be able to help." Two more guys appeared, stroking their long hard dicks. "Ooh, fresh meat, sweetie. Have fun. There are about six or eight more guys in the house, you'll get them all, eventually. Who's your girlfriend?" I turned to introduce Debi, but she was already kneeling in front of one of the studs, moaning as she went down on him as far as she could. "That's Debi, with an 'I'. She's new." I stripped down and grabbed the other hard cock remaining. It was too long to fit all the way down my throat, so I concentrated on sucking on the tip, practically buckling my partner's knees. But I had a hungry cunt that needed to be filled, so I pushed him down on the floor and positioned myself over that long hunk of meat. I stole a glance over at Debi, who was down on all fours, her skirt flipped up as she was getting boned from behind while still blowing the first guy she'd met. Her moans told me she was in heaven. I lowered myself down, feeding that rock-hard rod slowly into my sloppy snatch. It just kept going and going, and I felt it hit my g-spot, giving me goosebumps all over. When I finally got it all inside, I did a little shimmy to let the muscle boy under me know I wanted to get a good fucking, and right now. Debi sounded like she'd just taken a big load in her ass, which added to my feeling of urgency. But our fun was interrupted by the front door bursting open. "Security- everybody stop what you're doing!" came the authoritative voice. A half-dozen naked men appeared out of nowhere, clearly wondering what was the ruckus. I tried to turn around, but being fully impaled on a huge cock made that difficult. I finally craned around enough to realize that it was Brittany Fox, our part-time security guard, part-time exotic dancer/hooker. Dressed in a security guard's outfit, I was guessing that she was taking the first part of that description seriously right now. "You're all in violation of University rule 1101.49 regarding illegal parties on campus." She was tapping a billy club in her palm, and I wasn't sure exactly how we were going to handle this. But then I heard the ripping of velcro as the security guard uniform peeled away and fell to the floor, revealing a g-string and nothing else. "But I'll need to investigate further to determine the extent of the punishment." I was stunned, then laughed out loud. That was a cheesy line from the DVD movie, brought to life. Brenda laughed too, then directed her two fuck toys to escort their guest to a comfortable couch, where she was quickly surrounded by three very horny, very erect males. I refocused my attention on the stud under me and before long I felt that familiar buzz welling up inside me. With practice, I was starting to cum easier and easier. My tits got that wonderfully full feeling and I crooked a finger at the boytoy who'd just dumped his load in Debi's ass. I pressed his head against my chest just as I felt the liquid burst from my nipples. I grabbed the head of the stud fucking me and pressed him against my other boob. "Suck my titties, boys, drink it all up." My stud came on my command, and the other one staggered back glassy- eyed. "You're both my little fucktoys now." I was enjoying this new power and control in ways I couldn't have imagined. I looked at Debi lying spread-eagled on the floor, her dress torn, cum leaking from her freshly fucked ass. Another guy had been watching us and stroking his meat. I motioned him to come over, and he polished off the slave milk leftovers the others hadn't finished. I could feel the heat of his rod pressed against me as he took the last i had for now. When he was done, I stood him up and brought him over to Debi. "On all fours," I commanded, and I positioned his rigid shaft at the loose skin where Debi's balls used to be. I pressed his knob against her, hard, and she cried out. But I found a cleft where the stud's penis pushed in a bit. I wiggled it around and suddenly he was an inch inside of her. Debi's head thrashed from side to side and I whispered in her ear, "You love this. You're about to become a real woman". Then I went back and slowly eased the cock inside her, half-inch by half- inch. I poured lube on her and worked it inside her and all over the rampaging cock fighting to fuck her. "Oh god, oh god," Debi yelled in a squeaky voice. "Oh fuck. Give it to me, but easy!" His cock was half-buried in her now, but he seemed to be stuck. Debi squirmed against him, and as her face turned red and she held her breath, she pushed against him and he pushed back, his dick suddenly sliding all the way in as if caught in a wind tunnel. Debi let out a bloodcurdling scream and then fell back, her new pussy full to the brim with man meat. She lay there panting, her sweaty tits heaving, until she summoned the strength to start writhing against the cock inside her. I felt my clit get hard and my breasts grow tight as I watched them, and it just sharpened my appetite for more conquests. I wandered down the hall, looking for another big cock to fuck and control. After passing a couple of empty rooms, I jiggled the knob on the last door on the hall and it opened. "Come in, Alyx, I've been expecting you." It was Graham, sitting on a recliner, stroking his big cock. "B-b-but you're......." "Dead?" he grinned. "The rumors of our demise were greatly exaggerated." "But, how?" "Just the liberal application of Swedish Fish in various locations. You thought I was dead because you received a phone call from the hospital. You thought the University was trying to cover up the deaths of Brad and me, but since nobody had actually died, there was nothing to cover up. I've been very busy the last few days. Alex Magnus no longer exists. In fact this entire fraternity's members have somehow 'fallen between the cracks'. It's like they never existed. Which is useful, since I'm going to take them away from here. There's a sorority down the street too that has a bunch of overheated girls who have no desire to do anything but fuck right now. They're bouncing off the walls down there. I'd like to go down there and have some pillow fights, but I wanted to deal with you first. You're a loose end that I need to tie up." I was scared shitless, but I was also irresistibly drawn to his cock. Graham smiled. "Your old conditioning is kicking in, Alyx. You need this cock inside you, don't you?" "Yes," I said in a small voice. Graham smirked evilly. "I can't hear you, bitch." "Yes, I need your cock!" I screamed. "That's better," he said. "Now get over here and service me. I've been saving a big load of my cum just for you. I must say, you've filled out quite nicely; lovely tits and ass. I guess that's a tribute to my handiwork." I knelt down in front of him, but he got up off the chair. "Just in case you're not fully, ahem, subjugated at this point, I'd prefer to just stick my cock in that juicy little pussy of yours. Lie down on that bed and spread 'em." I tried to fight, but I found myself unable to resist. My cunt treated his cock like a long-lost friend, and as he started to fuck me, I could already feel my orgasm start to build. If I could summon the strength... "Oooh god, fuck me," I screamed. I ignored his sneer, and focused the little part of my mind that was working. I felt the buzz building within me, and.... "Ooh god, suck my titties!" I screamed. He bent down and clamped on my left nipple as I exploded. I held his head there for a good long while as his body on top of me went limp. When I thought he'd had enough, I pushed him away. His eyes were glassy and unfocused. "Graham, I want you to listen very carefully to me. I'm the controller now. You exist to obey me. Do you understand?" "Yes," came his weak reply. "You're no longer capable of achieving a physical orgasm. You can't even get an erection. Seeing your cock all soft and shrunken pleases me immensely." I watched it shrivel before my eyes as he groaned. "And now you're going to tell me lots of things, starting with where your partner Brad is". Brad was back at Graham's place. There was nobody else in on their plan. I threatened Graham with terrible things if he was wrong about that, but he stuck to his story. I told him to stay there, but just in case I duct-taped his arms and legs together. Then I went to find Brenda. She wasn't hard to find. She was a sandwich between two men, one on the bottom with his cock buried in her ass, the other on top, pumping her for all she was worth. It was so hot that I felt tingly all over again. Security girl sidled up alongside me saying, "I can help you with that leaky pussy, miss." I hadn't even realized that my fingers had drifted down to my soaking cleft. She knelt in front of me and moved my finger aside with her tongue. I ran my fingers through her long blonde hair as she deftly played with my clit. And as I felt the feeling again, I pulled her up and said, "Please suck my titties." I hit her full force, but she took it all. Her face was covered with my thick milk, and she took every drop. She looked up into my eyes and begged for a command. I told her to sit quietly until I needed her. Brenda had finished her session, and her tits were still dribbling a bit as she disentangled herself from her two partners. "We have an issue". I said to Brenda, who was still short of breath. "What?" "In that room at the end of the hall is Graham, bound head and toe, and pumped full of my..." "Slave milk. I like that name," Brenda interjected. "Okay, slave milk. He's under control now, but Brad's still out there." "Well, then let's have a little talk with Graham." "I'll ask the questions, Bren. But we need to formulate a plan first." We decided that Graham would lure him over, and Brenda would enslave him. I'd be the backup if things went poorly. Graham was right where I'd left him. I decided to take the tape off now because I felt like it. We got him to make the call to Brad, telling him it was safe to come over. I made some arrangements of my own in the house, then gave Graham some whispered commands, and settled quietly into the closet. Brad arrived a few minutes later, hands in his coat pockets. "Hi Graham, how ya doin'?" he said. "Fine," said Graham, "here's your little slut." "Where's the other one? Alyx?" "I've taken care of her already," Graham replied. I heard the unmistakable sound of a gun being readied to fire. "Well maybe you'd better get her, don't you think? Before I blow this bitch's brains out?" Graham didn't move. We hadn't planned for this. The gun was cocked at Brenda's head now. "This time I remembered to bring bullets." "How did you know?" Brenda said coolly. "Graham and I had a signal and code words if everything was really okay. He didn't give the signal, so I assumed something was wrong. What'd you do, pump him full of Fish?" "Kinda like that." "So where's your friend? We'll have to take care of both of you. Graham wanted to fuck you into submission, but you've obviously proved a little too dangerous for that." It was then that I shifted my weight from one foot to another and the floor creaked. Brad didn't miss the trick. "Come out of the closet now, or I'll do it." I had no choice. I opened the door and stepped out into the room. Brad smiled. Then all hell broke loose. The door flew open and Brad was tackled from behind by Brittany. The gun went off as he fell, knocking me off my feet as well. Brad struggled to his feet but she hit him with a fist across his jaw as he went flying into me. My head hit the floor and everything went black. I didn't know how long I was out, but I opened my eyes to see Brenda smiling down at me. My head felt like it had been split open. "Are we.....okay?" I whispered. "Yup, Brittany took care of Brad, and I've given him a nice long drink from my boob. He won't be any more trouble." I squinted to see Brad and Graham both sitting in the corner, looking like bashful schoolboys. "I stole your idea, and Brad won't ever have another erection. They'll be cute little butt-buddies, though." I propped myself up on my elbows. "My head is pounding." "Let me get you something," Brenda said. She went out the door and came back with some aspirin and a bottle. There wasn't any label on it, but I needed to wash down the aspirins with something. It tasted sickly sweet, just terrible. The taste was familiar, though. "Wow, that was awful." "No, Alyx, it's actually quite delicious. It's an energy drink that'll make you feel better. Those aspirins probably made it taste bad." I took another swig, and damned if she wasn't right. It was delicious, and before I knew it I'd had the whole bottle. "Hey, my headache is...gone." I said. "Well, if you're feeling better, there are six more guys I need you to fuck and give your slave milk to. The fish keep them docile temporarily, but we really need them to be bound to you. I put little x's on their foreheads. You can have as much fun with them as you want. Then come back here afterwards." "That's a great idea!" I said, and I felt a little rush in my pussy as I walked out the door. I couldn't define it, but I just felt amazing. That energy drink was pretty effective. I found two studs with x's on their foreheads sitting on a couch rubbing their big cocks together. I knelt down and put my mouth over both of them, stretching my lips as far as they would go over the fat mushroom heads. after getting them nice and sloppily wet, I grabbed a bottle of lube and greased up those big fucksticks. Then I wedged myself between them, aiming the blonde's cock at my snatch while I grabbed behind me and pressed the red-haired guy between my cheeks. Once I had them completely inside me I began seductively grinding back and forth between them, their golden shafts stirring my insides like a slow blender. My tits started to leak and I pushed the blond down on my chest. When he was full, he looked up at me with dreamy eyes. I told him to cum, and his whole body heaved and thrust against me. Another conquest. I let him enjoy the moment, then sent him over to the other couch so I could concentrate on my ass-fucker. One of my boobs hadn't been sucked and I felt the fullness and heat that resulted. I pushed my redhead down on the couch and sat down on his cock, feeling it reach my anal g- spot. My chest was burning now, and I bent way over to put my tittie in his mouth just as I had another milk explosion. Feeling him suckle me threw me into multiple rapid-fire orgasms, and when I ordered him to cum it pushed me over the top again. Sweat poured off me as I quivered spastically on top of him. I did this with two more pairs of studly young men, polishing off all the x's on the list. I was exhausted, falling asleep on some unknown bed, cum leaking from my ass and cunt, my overripe tits staining the sheets. I drifted away............. ************************************************************************ A distant buzz woke me. An alarm clock. I groggily reached out trying to find the snooze button and failed miserably. I dived for the clock and knocked it to the floor, and somehow it stopped the buzzing. I sat up in bed. This was my bedroom! I....I hurriedly felt my flat chest and reached into my sweats to grab my cock. It was rock hard. No doubt; I'd had the most vivid sexual dream of my life. I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was short, a bit mussed, and I had some major stubble to deal with. A wave of depression surged over me. I was just a normal person, with normal problems. I was hungry, for one thing. As I got my bowl of Froot Loops, I saw the note on the counter from Graham that he was over at the BioChem building and would be for most of the day. I had a project over there too that I needed to check on. I clicked on the TV and tried to be interested in the hockey and basketball scores, but my mind wandered. Damn, I thought, that dream was too cool. I took a shower and the water bounced off me harmlessly, as it always did. I touched one of my small nipples and barely felt any excitement at all. I soaped up my balls and felt them in my hand. My cock barely stirred. I didn't like all that equipment down there. I wished that I had a trigger sensitive clit and a big pair of titties to play with. But all I had was a limp cock as the water ran over my hair and down my body. I was alive, but I felt strangely dead. I trudged over to the BioChem building to check on my project. Nobody was at the security desk, which was unusual. Things were progressing nicely in my test tubes, but it all seemed so pointless. I mean who really cared about this stuff? I debated whether to go down to visit Graham in his lab, but decided against it. My cell rang and it was Brenda. "Hello?" I said. "Alex?" she said, "Are you okay?" "Um, yeah," I replied. "What's up?" "I need to see you in my office here in the Psych building." "Why?" "I'll tell you when you come over. I don't want to talk about it over the phone." Suitably intrigued, I headed across the Quad to the Psych building. I wondered if she was going to tell me she was breaking up with Graham. Was that something I already knew that hadn't happened yet? When I got to Brenda's tiny office, it was piled high with papers and books, with barely enough room for a desk and two chairs. She had her glasses on and her hair was pulled back in a bun. It wasn't a very attractive look. "Alex, I wanted to talk to you because some people have been saying you're going around acting depressed. You're not your usual self." "Are you using your psychology powers on me?" "No, I just thought you might want to talk about it. A friendly ear." "Well, it's kind of weird. You might not understand it." "Try me," she said, her face leaning forward against the books stacked on her desk. "Well, I had this dream." And I went on to recount the Swedish Fish, and Graham and Brad and the changes I'd gone through. It seemed the more I talked, the more I remembered. Brenda took it all in, not saying a word, not smiling, not making fun of anything, not making me feel strange at all. At some point I just talked myself out. She said to me, "And you wish that that dream was your reality. Real life is drab and depressing in comparison." "Yes. It's like I'd do anything to go back there." "What if you could? What would you do?" "It's a meaningless question, Bren. I can't go back there." "What if I wanted you back there, Alex?" she said, removing her glasses. "What if I could take you back?" I was trembling. What was she saying? Brenda stood up from behind the desk and I saw the rest of her for the first time. She wore a tight white t-shirt and I could see the spots where her nipples had leaked. My throat went dry. "My titties are so full, Alex." She cooed. "I need you to suck on them...." She lifted her shirt and pushed a nipple into my mouth. I pulled at it like a man dying of thirst in the desert. Brenda held my head to her breast as she moaned and squirted a huge milky load in my mouth. I gobbled it all and moved to her other breast, drinking deeply. My head began to spin......... I lay on the bed. I was back in the fraternity house; had I been dreaming? But Brenda was bent over me, a huge wet boob hanging over me like low-hanging fruit. I savored the taste of her milk on my tongue. I was here, back where I belonged. Brenda was my magical goddess. God, she was beautiful. "Welcome back, Alyx. We have a lot to do. I got the full details out of Graham and Brad. They'd actually planned this out pretty well. The one thing they didn't anticipate was that you and I would spontaneously start lactating a very concentrated form of..." "...slave milk." I finished. "Er, yes. Seems that their plan had two parts. First the fish give a form of mind control and start the physical changes in motion. Their cum gives them control for a longer period of time. What they didn't realize was that while they were trying to synthesize a permanent controlling substance, we were synthesizing it on our own, in our nice big, sexy breasts. They changed the formula after Brittany escaped, because they'd run out of their first batch and they thought the lactation was just an unfortunate side effect, because they'd been doing it in tiny amounts themselves. That's men for you. I'm guessing Brittany will start producing slave milk soon. I want you to stop her." "Anything you want, Brenda." I felt the tingle of obedience. I loved her so much. In the back of my mind I knew that I had just surrendered to her, but I was okay with it. There would now be plenty of people who would indulge my every wish; in return, all I would have to do was indulge Brenda. It was kind of a relief knowing that she owned me. I could relax without having to worry about things. "Are you okay with this?" Brenda asked. "Okay with what?" I asked. "Being bonded to me. Being my slave." "I don't feel that way. I can do anything I want. If you want it, it just makes it that much better." She looked at me in an odd way, then got back to business. "The next thing I want you to do is go to the sorority down the street." she said. Give them all a healthy dose of your milk. I want them all to obey you, just as you obey me. Save a few of the best-looking ones for me; I'll come on over later and have them myself. " I felt my nipples harden and my pussy moisten at her words. "You know, Alyx, after that I only want you to spurt milk from your boobs when I tell you to from now on, and never when I'm in the room. There are plenty of slaves, but there can only be one mistress. Now for your reward." She smiled, and the warmth of that smile filled me with joy as she plopped her fat breast in my mouth to give me her creamy sweetness. I came furiously; it was a pussy orgasm because I can't shoot milk when I'm around Brenda. I'm not sure why, but whatever. As I left to give my essence to twenty overheated sorority girls, I heard Brenda ask, "Now Graham, you're going to tell me all about this island....."