In my opinion, there are four basic categories of Mind Control erotic stories. This assumes that we are discussing actual stories of course – as we all know, there are plenty of horribly written little screeds that barely bother to name the poor characters, let alone discuss anything beyond breast and cock size. If, however, the author is attempting to actua...
Epilogue Jordan Lyons slipped silently out of the journalism classroom and went right down to the men's room. That fat girl who'd been eavesdropping with him, Hefty Hailey, was long gone. She'd arrived shortly after him, where he'd been waiting to give that perv loser Fishers the least sincere apology he'd ever given. It was a condition of his suspension; t...
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"I can explain," Owen insisted as Conner entered the basement. Angelica was seated on the couch beside him and didn't even look up from Owen's crotch - now covered, and thankfully not by her mouth any more. "You don't have to. I know how it happened." Owen eyed him askance. "You do?" "Yeah. It's TIOS. It's making the quote real." "How did... how did you...
"You fucked Hefty Hailey?!" "Did I say I had sex with her? No! I said we... messed around some." "Well I must say I'm certainly glad to see you seem to have retained your same basic shape," said Owen. When Conner looked at him quizzically, he explained. "You know. Because of smushing." "I got it. Shut up." "How much, would you say? Deuce, deuce and a hal...
Author's note: All characters in this story are 18 years old or older. ***** Mrs. Jamison gestured to the diagram she'd drawn on the whiteboard. It looked sort of like one of those heart monitors one saw in hospitals, straight, then abruptly up, then down, then straight again. As had happened already during that morning's class session, as had happened eve...
"So can you give me a ride to school, Goner?" Conner looked between his mother, who was putting the finishing touches on their breakfast, and Angelica, sipping her coffee across from him. He replied in a low voice, hoping his mom was more focused on the oldie rock station she always listened to in the mornings. "So... you're going to go back?" Angelica shr...
Undoing the damage proved to be a lot less possible than the impossibility of doing it in the first place. Hours of trying every option and shortcut key combination he could think of left Conner certain that TIOS simply wasn't going to let him undo things. He remembered there had been some kind of warning message that had popped up when he first created his...
Now to talk to Miss C. With no time whatsoever to process what had happened, all he knew was that it had been exciting, confusing, and probably quite wrong. After he gave himself a moment to calm down from making out with Heather, he stole into the editor's office, where she was waiting. This time, she was on the small couch. (Conner knew it was called a lov...
Author's note: All characters participating in or witnessing sexual encounters are 18 of age or older. ***** "All right everybody, you've got your assignments. Remember, article deadlines for your next updates are this coming Tuesday. Oh, and we're going to need to get some pictures from the state academic decathlon finals. Any volunteers?" Conner asked hi...