The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Under the Bronx

Beth Humbertson, 24, almost glided up the cold metal walkway. She had a huge smile on her face, and a feeling of contentment.

Just behind her walked three other women, all like Beth naked.

Beth paused for a moment to look at her reflection in the steely coldness of the walkway wall. As she did the others had to get around her for fear of bumping into her.

Beth smiled. Her totally black eyes showed her status of submission. Her stomach bugged, as she carried a clutch of alien eggs.

“Come,” one of the women said urging her not to dawdle.

Beth smiled and followed on.

Soon they entered a large domed chamber.

Women moved about in silence, each knowing what to do. Some were drones, unable to reproduce themselves they nevertheless served.

A number of women lay about reclined, they had engorged breasts—six of them. A drone took a freshly hatched alien over to one of them and latched it onto her teat. She gasped as another mouth began tugging at her breast… feeding off her milk.

Beth felt the rumblings in her stomach and knew not to dawdle. She rushed over to a spot she saw vacant and sat down, opening her legs, raised at the knees.

A drone came to attend to her.

Beth bore down and squeezed and pushed… first one egg, then another, then another. She gasped, breathless. The drone looked at her, not sure.

Some gave a clutch of four eggs. Beth only squirted out three. That’s all she had in this batch.

The eggs were ostrich sized, and rubbery that helped them to through the human birth canal. They hardened almost instantly in the air and the drone carried them over to a hatchery. The eggs would be laid in a thick oatmeal like liquid till they were ready to hatch.

Beth sat there sighing. She had a moment to rest. The drone returned with a bowl of the oatmeal like concoction and Beth, smiling a thank you took it and began to eat it…

It worked well…

Her energy was restored. She was now ready to go to a breeder for the part she liked the best… insemination.

As she approached Beth could hear the chorus of cries of women being fucked. A room of women crying “Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ohhhhhhh! Yessssssssss!”

And in the room that’s what she saw, rutting…

Beth was wet just from anticipation. She loved this part of her service the best.

She saw a string of tall aliens each humping a woman, a woman in the throes of orgasm.

Beth lined up in front of one of the aliens. There were three women ahead of her. The woman immediately ahead of her turned and gave Beth that knowing smile.

Beth noticed the alien in front of her was only seven foot tall… a newbie. Perhaps birthed here on earth. Beth had a small notion that the creature might even have been one she’d gestated. It only filled her with pride that the mate she was about to feel inside her might have been her own child.

The line ahead of her grew quickly shorter till at last there was only one woman ahead of Beth.

That woman, like all the others turned around, bent over, and grabbed her ankles.

The creature pushed its eleven-inch phallus into her.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” the woman cried out in pleasure.

But off to the side there was a miserable wail. Beth turned, distracted. She saw a woman walk away unconsolably upset.

Two drones tried to comfort her.

Beth knew immediately what had happened. The woman, having been inseminated didn’t become pregnant. She was now too old.

She probably had carried several clutches of eggs during her service, but now her body was spent.

She was upset she could no longer carry alien spawn.

Beth felt a tinge of pity for her.

The woman would move into being a drone, she was still able to serve… but it was not the same. And, she would miss out forever more the feeling of a Master’s cock inside her again.

Beth was brought back to the situation by the cry of orgasm in front of her. The woman’s whole body spasmed as she came.

They exchanged glances again. Beth understood. Service was good.

Beth stepped up, turned around and bent over and grabbed her ankles.

“Oh, fuckkkkkk!” she gasped as she felt smooth alien-cock pushing up into her pussy.

“Oh, my God!” she gasped as it began rutting her. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” she chanted in rhythm to its thrusts.

“Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!”

Then the creature came in her.

Beth let out a banshee cry of pure unadulterated pleasure. No man could make her come like this… Her entire body tingled with electricity. It was like she was having an epileptic fit of pleasure.

She fell forward and collapsed on the ground, her body twitching from the after-effects of alien orgasm.

Already next to her another woman had taken her place, bending over, clutching her ankles. “Oh, fuckkkkkkk!” she cried as she too was filled with alien cock.

Beth climbed to her feet. Her pussy still tingling. A small amount of the thick grey goop leaked out of her. She bent down, scooped it up and tasted it. The aliens come was delicious.

A drone came to move her out of the way.

“Sorry!” Beth apologised.

She was lead over to a corner where she would sit, chat with others and wait to see if the sperm had taken. She was not nervous. She was young and fertile. She was sure she was going to be pregnant again.

Beth sat down with a woman she learned was called Rhonda Meyer. Like Beth, like all the women there, Rhonda’s eyes were totally black.

“This will be my eighth clutch,,,,” Rhonda said proudly.

“Seventh for me…,” Beth said.

As they sat Beth looked over and saw her mom, Karen. They didn’t talk. There was no need. Beth saw her mom take her turn at being inseminated. Beth had a gleaning in her mind that she was happy her mom was still fertile but there was no sense of ‘familiar bond’ with her. She was just another slave. She was only as happy her mom was fertile as she would have been any other woman.

After Karen screamed out her orgasm she staggered over to where Beth and Rhonda sat. Only, Rhonda was just rising—now that she realised she was impregnated—she had to head to a maturation pod.

Karen sat down next to her daughter. “This will be my fifth clutch…,” Karen said.

“Seventh for me…,” Beth said.

They both smiled at each other. Beth gazed at her mom’s dripping pussy. “Do you want that?” Beth asked.

“Huh?” Karen said. She looked down and saw the goo oozing from her shaven snatch. “Oh, dear!” she blushed “Not going to waste that!”

Karen scooped up the alien come and licked her fingers clean. Her clit was engorged still, just as Beth’s was. She had no shame as she fingered herself for more sperm.

Beth smiled and rose and headed to a maturation pod.

She was assisted into a pod by a drone and then as the green goo filled up around her she closed her eyes and dreamed of the eggs inside her… and the aliens she would birth…

She was in bliss.

A year ago

“Come on…,” Greg urged as he came into Beth’s room. She was topless… but her brother had seen her naked before. They were very close.

“I’m hurrying!” Beth said.

“You’re hardly ready…,”

“I’m hurrying…,” Beth said again.

“Look I’ll go get the car started…,’ Greg said.

“Fine…,” Beth said as she pulled her dress on.

They were going on a double-date. Greg was meeting up with Cindy Mankawitz and Beth was meeting LeRoy Brown.

Beth scurried down the stairs, holding her shoes as she went.

She felt better going out with her brother in tow—as a chaperone. He was a big, strong, athletic. A Rugby player, and he knew how to handle himself.

“Finally!” Greg said as his sister got into the car next to him. She still had her shoes in her hand. She wouldn’t put them on till they’d arrived…

They ed close to Yankee Stadium—and Beth made her usual gesticulations towards and empty venue. She was a Mets fan, much to her brother’s annoyance.

(He would soon be leaving for Boston as the Rugby franchise in New York dried up. No longer an “Ironworker” he would seek a position elsewhere.)

“When we get back home… Can you… you know…?” Greg hinted.

“You’re gonna fuck Cindy?”

“You bet!” he grinned.

“She’s a skank!” Beth gasped.

“And what about LeRoy…,”

“Well…”

“You mean you two aren’t fucking?”

“No… I mean… we are… It’s just that….”

“What?”

“He, ah…,”

“What?”

“He prefers fucking me up the ass…”

“And you let him…?”

“Yes, of course…!”

“That’s…!”

“You going to tell me you’ve never done anal…?”

“Yes… but… It’s not the same thing…”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean… it’s not like I’m getting a dick up my…”

“You’re such a hypocrite!” Beth gasped.

Beth and Greg were always open with each other. She was the only man she could really trust. When they were younger and their mom was often stoned, Greg looked after her. He was in some respects like the father she never had.

“It’s the same thing!” she continued…

“No.. it’s… Look, here we are!” he said as they arrived at their destination.

“You go in and make sure we’ve got our reservation…,” he said. He would park the car.

Beth piled out of the car and skipped across to the kerb. She saw Cindy there.

Cindy waved to Greg but he didn’t see her.

Beth saw that Cindy looked disappointed. “He’s just going to park the car…,” Beth said, almost apologising for her brother….

Greg found a car spot not far away. As he got out of the car he saw LeRoy walk past him.

“Hey, LeRoy!” he called.

LeRoy stopped and didn’t recognise him.

“It’s Greg!”

LeRoy still looked puzzled…

“Greg Humbertson, Beth’s brother”

“Oh, yeah!” he grinned, “Hey man!”

“The girls are at the venue, I just had to park…”

“Yeah, okay…,”

As they walked together they noticed that there were flashes of light.

LeRoy turned to watch, and Greg did, but soon looked back to the venue where he noticed Beth and Cindy stood.

“Beth?” he called.

There was a loud cry sounding like “Ooo-laaaa…” coming out of the darkness.

“Beth?”

She made no sound.

He went up to her. “Beth are you alright?”

He shook her. No response.

He turned her and then did a double take as he saw her totally black eyes.

Cindy reached into her bag. She drew out a 9mm and aimed it past Greg.

Greg saw the muzzle flash turned and saw LeRoy stagger back.

Cindy turned the gun on another man, just a by-stander.

She discharged her weapon again and again, shooting men. She turned it back to Greg.

He grabbed her.

As he fought her Beth suddenly grabbed him. He was shocked. She was trying to help Cindy’s gun-arm free.

“Beth?” he cried shocked.

He ripped the 9mm from Cindy and Beth then with all her might clawed at his face, scratching him with deep welts.

“Beth!” he cried shocked.

There were screams and cries.

Two women were kicking a guy who lay on the ground. They were stomping on his head…

Greg reeled back and his sister slashed at him again with her nails.

“Beth! What’s got into you?” he cried.

“Men must die!” a woman cried.

“Kill all the men!” another screamed.

Beth almost frothed at the mouth she was so enraged.

Greg punched her in the face. She took a step back and then another woman attacked him. He flung her away and hit Beth again, knocking her out.

He took her over his shoulder and carried her back to his car, avoiding the carnage that was going on around them.

Police women near-by were gunning down their male colleagues…

Greg was confronted by two more women. He noticed all the women had totally black eyes. He kicked out at them and barged through them till he got to his car.

He dropped his sister in and climbed into the driver’s seat and even as he started the car a woman threw a brick at the window, cracking it.

Her eyes… also black.

Greg drove through chaos back home. He checked on his sister. He opened her eye-lids to see her totally black eyes.

“What the fuck’s happened to you?” he gasped and then he carried her inside and locked the door.

There were gunshots, screams, a car-crashing. A man running up the street crying for help as his three daughters ran after him with kitchen knives.

Greg turned around to see Beth standing there staring at him, her fists clenched.

“Beth?”

“Men must die!” she drooled.

“Beth…? What’s got into you?”

She launched herself at him and he was reluctant to hit her with all his might but eventually he got her subdued and found something to bind her.

There was a loud cry again sounding like “Ooo-laaaa…” coming out of the darkness.

Beth struggled against her bindings.

“Beth? What’s got into you?”

“Let me go… I …. I have to go…”

“Go? Go, where?”

“I must mate…,”

“Mate?”

“They are calling me…., Let me go… I… I have to breed…”

“What the hell’s wrong with you?”

“The Masters call me!”

Beth thrashed about. “Let me go you stinking cunt!” she spat… “I… I must go…”

“Please Beth… Don’t you know who I am?”

“I hate you! I hate you!” she cried…

“Please, Beth… I… I need to help you…”

“I hate you… Let me go… I need to mate… The Masters want to mate with me…”

“Masters?” Greg cried “Who are you talking about…”

There came a thud at the door.

“Help me! Help me!” Beth cried and then suddenly she let out a sound he never had heard a human make… like a high pitch shrill alarm….

There were other shrills in response and soon women were hacking at the door.

Greg looked about in panic.

“They are coming to set me free!” she laughed “You will die now…,”

Greg was torn what to do… Stay with his sister. Defend her?

He turned and ran to the back door just as the front was torn open.

Armed women rushed in. They were looking for me to harm. They saw Beth and freed her…

Beth went outside and ed the lines of women heading down to the stadium.

As Beth approached the line grew thicker with women. As she stood in her turn she peeled off her clothes. Other women did the same. They all were soon naked as they made their way to the aliens.

Beth looked up at the alien with awe. She smiled as he grew hard. She turned around, bent over and grabbed hold of her ankles.

He pushed his alien appendage into her.

“Oh, Godddddd!” she gasped in pleasure as he penetrated her.

“Oh, yes! Yes! Yes! Yesssss!” she cried in turn with each of its thrusts….

When it came inside her she screamed out a hard animalistic cry of deep satisfaction.

Other cries arose as other women to were in turn impregnated.

Beth felt so happy.

She moved off, staggering a little and ed another line, ready for further processing.

She knew she had at least four aliens developing inside of her as she entered a make-shift maturation pod…

Beth lived to serve.