The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Bobby Behr enjoyed the satisfying click of his new invention as he popped the side back onto the device. A genius at age 20, who still lived at home to save on expenses to be able to afford his inventing hobby, Bobby was obsessed with physical transformations. His latest thinking had led him to see if he could effect changes by warping reality. He’d had some breakthroughs in his researches, and had developed a reality changing device that promised to be able to change things like age and appearance in any living thing, and to change mindsets—even memories—in more advanced animals. Like people.

The device looked for all the world like a digital SLR camera, with the emitting diode array sitting behind what looked—and also worked—like a camera lens. In fact, Bobby had used a camera body as the chassis of his device. The LCD display of the scene on the back of the camera body included more data than you’d normally see on a camera display, though, and small selection buttons and knobs along the top and sides of it let him control the types of changes he wanted to make.

He’d programmed the device with an AI interface that could accept rather general inputs, and determine the alterations to reality that needed to be made to achieve the requested changes. While it seemed to have some really wild reality-warping potentials that he might find useful at some point, like for example turning all of humanity into water breathers who lived in the oceans, Bobby wanted to live in his own, familiar world. Just with a few minor alterations to a few things. And people.

Being a horny 20-year-old as well as a genius, Bobby’s ideas for how to use his device trended almost exclusively into bedrooms and young, pretty, naked, fuckable girls. The thing he was most fascinated with was the potential for changing people’s ages. A quick run of the numbers showed him that the percentage of girls between 18 and 20—the ones he found most attractive—represented a pretty small percentage of the available pool of females. So, his second priority, in setting up his device, was a simple process that identified a subject’s true age, let him set a change variable, and press a button to cause the change to happen. He’d tested it on the family’s pet cat, and had succeeded in regressing her to a tiny, playful kitten, then restoring her to her fat, lazy, middle-aged life. She seemed none the worse for the experience, acting totally normally afterwards.

Bobby’s first priority, of course, was making people horny, and eager to fuck, whenever he wanted sex. And, as someone with decided voyeuristic tendencies, he also wanted to be able to make other people fuck each other, for his own entertainment and amusement. Sort of the ultimate in the amateur porn that he enjoyed watching on the internet, but real-time, with people who were undoubtedly amateurs. And, he figured, who were having genuine sexual responses, and weren’t just acting.

While the age change function was easily tested on animals, Bobby hadn’t had as much luck testing the circuits that changed people’s attitudes and beliefs. First, he wasn’t certain how temporary such changes might be, and didn’t want to make someone believe he was a chicken, for example, without knowing if he could return him to the belief of being a human being. He also didn’t know, or care, a lot about complex behavioral changes, though he knew the device was capable of complex changes. As noted, his main interest was in changing attitudes that led to super-horny people who were willing to fuck whoever caught their eye. Your classic Sex Ray. He made it scalable, because he thought using lower power to make someone really horny, but able to keep their clothes on, could be fun to watch in public. As opposed to making a girl you just met so horny, in private, that she’d rip your clothes off and impale herself on you before you could even ask for her name.

So, the “Easy Button” controls on his device, which was capable of so much more, mainly featured the Age Change and Libido Enhancement functions. He figured he’d get to putting control pages in for other functions later, when his horny desires were a little more sated. Until then, if he absolutely had to, he could run full scans on things and people from a Diagnostics tab, and could set and activate other functions by connecting it to his PC, where he’d developed all the control software. But for now, the main things he wanted in his portable device were there and, as near as he could tell, ready to go.

Of course, the attitude change algorithms were still rather in theory, since he hadn’t had a chance to test them, yet. In controlling certain levels of quantum states, his device ought to be able to pull together the elements of the multiverse that “fit” with the new reality, and smooth it all over to make it internally consistent. But he had yet to test it.

His final hurdle past—a static field he’d created around himself that let him what everything was like prior to any reality changes, including any he wanted to make to himself—Bobby decided it was time to start real, human testing. He’d intended to start his testing campaign at some public spot, like a park or a mall, just to see how well various changes worked, and how people reacted to their altered realities. But he quickly realized that, out in a mass of people, he had very little chance to follow up on individual cases, and could well lose people in the crowd who he might want to change back to normal, afterwards.

Bobby then considered the family next door, the Stones, who had moved in about a year ago. They were a family of three, a single mother with two kids, featuring a cute blonde girl, Jenny, who was just a little older than his preferred age range, at 22, but who otherwise fit his concept of a fuckable girl very nicely. She’d just finished college with an interior design degree, which had gotten her a part-time job working a cash at a local boutique. While she looked for something better, she still lived at home.

It also featured a blonde 19-year-old surfer dude type named Chad, in whom Bobby had no intrinsic interest, but figured might be of some use in his coming experiments. Their mother, Sally Stone, was raising them herself after her husband had ed from COVID back in ’20. She was about the same age as Bobby’s Mom, and the two of them sometimes had drinks on the deck after Sally came home from work. A statuesque blonde with obvious Nordic blood, Sally was obviously where her kids got their hair color and skin tone. She was also the kind of person who made you feel at ease, while projecting an almost unconscious sexuality. She was one of the few people of his parents’ generation he’d been around lately who had stirred some of his lustful interest. She was obviously way too old for him... but now it seemed he had a way of changing that, if he wanted.

He was thinking about who to test the device on, and since he could adjust either Jenny or Ms. Stone (or both) into his preferred 18-20 age range, he started tossing around the options. Jenny was cute, and he couldn’t deny having thought about bending her over and fucking her, hard and long. But Sally, er, Ms. Stone, had been raising two kids as a single mother for a while, and maybe deserved the joy of being young again, with enhanced sexual appetites that could be satisfied by a certain genius boy next door. At least for a while.

Then he saw, out his bedroom window, his mother Anne head out to the chaise lounge chair on the deck to tan. She was still slim and pretty, a 5′9″ dark-haired woman with olive skin and a cute, upturned nose that made her look younger than her 41 years. She wore a pretty tiny red bikini, “to get the best tan,” she would say, and laid down on her back, facing the sunny sky. Then Bobby saw her tilt her head slightly to watch the neighbor boy, Chad, doing laps in the pool. Lucky for her absent-minded boy watching, the two back yards were combined and had one very large Olympic-sized swimming pool, which the families who lived in these houses had always shared. It gave Bobby’s Mom a great opportunity to watch the neighbors, and lately, it seemed to Bobby that she’d been enjoying watching the supple 19-year-old boy, and his beautiful, bronzed body, fairly often. Which gave him an idea.

Anne would never seriously consider coming on to her young neighbor. But that didn’t stop her from fantasizing about the boy, from time to time. Her sex life with her husband Andrew was fine, but a girl could look, right? Anne had been raised very conservatively, and while she had done some dating, and sexual experimenting, in her teens, she had waited to have sex until her wedding night, at age 21. She seemed to have loosened up a lot over the years since, Bobby thought, having seen her have fun flirting with guys at times, even if she always came home with his Dad. But she’d still shared that story, of waiting for her wedding night, with her son and only child when Bobby had gotten horribly depressed over his inability to lose his own virginity in his mid teens. Since then, Anne wasn’t sure if that had helped Bobby get over his virgin status, or just made him see her in a more sexual light. But, what was done, was done.

Anne gazed at the neighbor boy swimming laps, feeling a restless warmth in her loins. It wasn’t like she was sex-starved or anything, it was just that Andrew’s little quirks sometimes got tiresome. Mostly, he acted like it was her duty to have orgasms for him, as a reward for his efforts. She’d used her natural ability to relax and cum to help with that, and after all, it was a lot easier to lose herself in the act and cum naturally than try to fake it. Besides, while she might not have all that ionate of a relationship with her husband anymore, it was a comfortable one, and she did truly enjoy his company. So, overall, she wasn’t so dissatisfied with her sex life as to seriously consider cheating. And if she did, she thought, it would more likely be with someone closer to her age, and not that teen boy swimming in the pool.

But still, she could watch Chad’s ass bob up and down as he swam breast stroke laps, and imagine that ass, now naked, instead bobbing up and down between her widely spread legs while he was on top of her, plumbing her depths with long, strong strokes of his massive, hard cock...

In other words, if Anne was going to go fuck some pretty young boy, she thought as one of her recent favorite fantasies began to take shape, she figured that Chad would be just the type she wanted to do it with. At the thought, her pussy tingled, began to get a little wet, and she considered going back in the house and enjoying her fantasy with one of her toys.

Bobby had no idea that his Mom was lusting after the neighbor boy in her fantasies. She’d never shown any sign of real interest in any guy except his Dad, despite enjoying flirting at times, so he assumed that she would be disgusted at the thought of showing someone else her true sexual side. Flirting with safe men was one thing, going full-on Mrs. Robinson with someone was beyond what he could imagine his Mom doing. Though the thought of it sort of turned him on.

She even told him that she’d stayed a virgin until her wedding night, so doing something like, say, diddling herself to orgasm while watching a boy half her age swim laps was out of the question, right? But still, he could see her watching Chad swim his laps, seemingly unable to look away, and saw her shift her ass a couple of times, as if her nether regions were getting uncomfortable or something. “Is looking at the half-naked neighbor boy swimming getting you a little horny, Mom?” Bobby thought to himself.

Seeing that Mom was getting a little worked up got Bobby a little worked up. He wasn’t a bad person, but he also didn’t see anything wrong with the idea of tempting his Mom into thinking about a teen boy sexually. Well, maybe more overtly sexually. And if something actually happened, well, that could be really hot, right?

Just then, Bobby’s Mom made to adjust her bikini top, brushing her nipples as she did so, and he could see that they were poking up against the thin strips of cloth covering them. That’s when he decided to hit her with a 10% libido enhancement—a tiny push, as it were—just to see what happened. He still had no idea of how influential any of these enhancement settings could be, so he wanted to start slow.

The effects were immediate. Bobby watched his mother’s gaze sharpen on the boy swimming in the pool, and saw her hand drift down towards her bikini bottoms. She started to stroke her pussy through the cloth of the skimpy thong bottoms, then pushed the thong aside and started actively rubbing her clit. Shortly after, one and then another finger started to slip in and out of what looked to be a very shiny, wet set of labia.

“Hmm,” Bobby, who had never seen his Mom’s pussy before, thought, “she’s really lubricating! If I just leave it like this, Chad will eventually notice that he has an audience. And that she’s really appreciative. But, she’s way too old for him, right?” With a sudden, almost evil, chuckle, wanting to see how his Mom would react if she wasn’t way too old for him, Bobby turned the age-change knob back until the display read “—23.” And clicked the button.

Anne was too involved in her not-so-subtle masturbatory fingers to notice that her body began to change. Her skin took on a vibrant glow, wrinkles smoothing and curves tightening. Her legs and arms became thinner, and shorter, and her tits shrank just enough that the skimpy top she was wearing was covering her nipples, but was no longer ing her jugs. Her hips narrowed, and the face that had been showing the distraction of an approaching orgasm became smaller and softer, while still gasping out the final moments of the build towards her release. Where a still-pretty woman of 41 had been casually playing with herself, now a cute, intensely attractive and very turned-on 18-year-old girl achieved orgasm, imagining herself giving up her virginity to the boy in the pool, feeling him inside of her, touching her deepest, hottest recesses where no boy had ever touched her.

Anne cried out loudly enough as she came that Chad noticed, and popped up out of his laps. Bobby could see his confusion—he hadn’t thought there was a teen girl living next door, just the middle-aged couple and their son, but now he had sudden memories of a father and his two kids, a boy and a girl. Bobby and Anne, that’s right. And that was Anne on their deck, wearing a tiny bikini that seemed a little too large on her, with her fingers stuffed in between her thighs. Chad looked like he knew what Anne had just done, that the girl had just frigged herself off, and Bobby could see how easy it was to figure out. His erstwhile Mom was still taking ragged breaths, and jerking her hips a bit.

Chad began to wade towards the side of the pool, not coincidentally in Anne’s direction, as she came out of her orgasmic explosion, opened her eyes, and saw the object of her recent desires looking at her intensely. She blushed, and made to stand up, not realizing that her bikini was now loose on her. As she stood, the straps on the sides of the bottoms slid down, and the scrap of fabric only stayed roughly in place because the strappy crotch was sticking to her, by dint of her pussy juices. The top threatened to pop sideways, exposing her teen tits to the boy, but she shrugged herself back into it, mostly. It was still leaving nothing to Chad’s imagination.

Bobby thought his Mom was about halfway between stripping her bikini off and asking Chad to fuck her right there, and running back into the house in embarrassment. Not wanting to see this end in an uncomfortable misunderstanding, and turned on enough that he really wanted to see if another shot of libido enhancement would get his now 18-year-old virginal Mom to give it up to this boy, Bobby quickly switched the device back to Sex Ray mode and aimed it at his Mom again. As he pressed the button, he saw that the enhancement setting had somehow gotten set to 50%, which would be a total boost to his Mom of 60%, a level he’d thought would be enough to get most girls in bed and naked with the first available guy. And as its invisible beam hit Anne, Chad walked up next to her, and the beam seemed to swivel and hit him as well, giving him a 50% boost. Enough, according to his calculations, to be able to fuck some lucky girl for several hours straight, if not longer. “Well, I doubt anyone is gonna run away, now,” Bobby thought with a smirk.

The girl who had been his Mom just seconds ago looked like she was about to shyly greet the neighbor boy, but Bobby would never know what she was about to say to Chad, or how Chad would have responded, because at that moment, Chad and Anne fell into an embrace and began seriously making out. Still standing on the deck, Chad bent down (as he was now a good six inches taller than teen-aged 5′7″ Anne), and started kissing her. She kissed back, ionately, and for about a minute, they just stood there, kissing, with their hands roaming over each others’ backs. Then Bobby saw his Mom’s hand shyly reach for Chad’s bulge, which was pushing his swim trunks way out, and Chad pushed her top aside and started to fondle her hard nipples, before reaching down and feeling for himself just how wet this cute little teen girl’s pussy was getting.

Alas, that ended the free show, at least the part that Bobby could watch directly. Chad whispered something in Anne’s ear, she nodded vigorously, and, hand in hand, they nearly ran back to Chad’s open back patio door. They slipped inside, and Bobby was pretty sure, from what he had just seen, that Chad would be slipping something inside of her pretty soon.

Bobby knew that Chad tended to leave his bedroom window open. It was a nice spring day, so Bobby was pretty certain that, if he couldn’t watch the boy next door screw his now-teenaged Mom, he ought to at least be able to listen in. Bobby got up, and device in hand, started down the stairs to the living room, and the patio doors, to go see what he could see and hear. Just then, the front door opened, and Bobby’s Dad walked in.

Anne wasn’t quite sure how it had happened. She’d been out on the deck, getting some sun, and watching the neighbor boy swim laps had gotten her horny. She’d started touching herself, and hadn’t intended to get into full-on frigging herself, but she’d been unable to stop, and found herself with an orgasm ripping through her 18-year-old body. And then, looking up, she saw the boy she’d been fantasizing about wading out of the pool. And coming in her direction.

She’d been torn between trying to chat with him, and running back inside her house in embarrassment, but instead, as he reached her, he took her into an embrace, leaned in, and started kissing her. As she melted into his kisses, she became aware of his cock, which was rock-hard under his swim trunks and brushing against her belly. Between that, the kisses, and the fact that Chad was now pinching her nipples and stroking her pussy as they stood there, she couldn’t stop herself from grabbing his hard-on through the trunks, trying to jack him off where he stood.

Chad had then asked if she wanted to go back to his room, and of course she said yes. She was overwhelmingly aroused, to the point where, right then and there, nothing existed for her except this gorgeous boy, and the hard cock she could feel through his trunks. Before she knew it, she and Chad were in his bed, his bedroom door closed and locked, kissing. As soon as they hit the bed, her top had come off, and then the bottoms were on the floor, next to Chad’s trunks. Their tongues danced with each other as the kisses became more and more ionate, their lips never parting, while Chad’s hands stroked Anne’s pussy lips, and Anne pulled on his hard shaft. She’d been dating since she was 16, and had even given her last boyfriend a blowjob while he fingered her, but she’d never been totally naked with a boy before, in all of her eighteen years. Unlike her last boyfriend, who had to be hosed down to keep him from just trying to put it inside of her against her will, Chad wasn’t poking her with it. He seemed more interested in playing with her pussy with his fingers than shoving his cock into her. Which was, in her current fevered opinion, both good and bad.

The teen girl liked how Chad was being gentle and not just trying to use her sloppy hole (which was getting sloppier by the second) as a sleeve for his member, but was beginning to decide that this was it, Chad was going to be the lucky boy who got to be her first. Her dream of losing it on her wedding night had just flown out the window, along with any self-control she may once have had. And the mere thought of it—being naked with Chad, opening herself to cleave upon him—drove her wild, to where she couldn’t imagine leaving this room as a virgin. That hot, thick rod of meat that she had in her hand—she wanted, needed, to know what it felt like inside of her. To know what being entered, being pounded, being ed to a boy like that would do for the strong orgasms she could usually bring herself to by playing with herself. What being a real woman felt like.

At that point, right when Anne had decided she was going to give it up for Chad, he took steps to seal the deal. He broke the kiss, and muttering “My God, you are beautiful!” he shifted around to where they laid on their sides, his mouth at her groin, pulled her soaking wet pussy to him, and began to nibble at her clit with his lips and tongue. Anne, who had never let a boy go down on her before, was absolutely incapable of offering any objections—she couldn’t deny him anything, now—and the first touch of his tongue on her clit actually brought her to a small, almost instant orgasm. She even thought, as she discovered how good cunnilingus felt, “I ought to have been doing this all along!”

Anne then saw Chad’s dick just inches from her face, and took it eagerly into her waiting mouth, so they could enjoy a nice mutual oral phase in a 69 position, something else she’d never done. But, even though she’d just brought herself off ten minutes before, and just cum lightly as soon as Chad started to eat her out, she was surprised when she felt an amazing wave of pleasure start to split her apart, as her first time having a boy go down on her gave her the strongest orgasm she’d ever felt in her young life.

If there had been any lingering question in her mind that she wanted to lose her virginity to this boy before that, it was now gone. He’d given her a soul-shattering orgasm. Her pussy—as well as her whole body and her soul, it felt like—were his, now. She eagerly awaited the feel of her very first true lover, fucking her to orgasm, just like he was licking her to orgasm now. She was SO ready.

Jenny walked into the house, having finished with her part-time job for the day. She found the patio door open and closed the screen door to it, but wondered why it was open. Her brother Chad wasn’t out by the pool, or in the yard, and it wasn’t like him to leave doors open. “Well, maybe he was in a hurry or something,” she thought.

Heading up to her bedroom, she noticed two things at about the same time. First, that Chad’s bedroom door was closed, and it looked like the doorknob was in a “locked from inside” position. Second, she heard a very feminine groan come from behind the door, and a high-pitched girl’s voice saying “Oh, God, Chad, I’m gonna cum again! Keep licking! UUUUUNNNNNHHHH!!!!!”

Jenny was partly surprised, but mostly happy for her little brother. He was a good guy, and hadn’t had a girlfriend in a few months. She was glad he’d found someone to have sex with—oral sex, at the very least, from the sound of it. But, with how enthusiastic the young female voice sounded, Jenny had a hunch this was just the foreplay.

As the girl’s orgasmic cries began to settle down just a little, Jenny decided that if she went to her room to hang out, as she usually did after work, she’d end up getting horny just listening to her brother and his girlfriend making each other cum. And since she didn’t have a boyfriend at the moment, either, she decided to go sit in the living room and watch some TV, to get her mind off of her own lack of sex, lately.

But that didn’t help. Noises of another teen girl orgasm came, louder this time, easy to hear from the living room, with another round of “Keep licking me!” being heard before she exploded again, followed shortly by more muffled grunting, that sounded like it was coming from someone with her mouth full of cock. With that image now in her head, Jenny gave up on ignoring it, and slipped her hand down her own pants. “Why should that girl have all the orgasms?” she thought, as she began to craft a fantasy of a cute boy discovering her masturbating, and taking her for himself. Soon her pants and panties were off, and she was diddling her clit as she heard Chad’s girl cum again, followed by her fateful words “Chad... baby... please... can you... put it in?”