The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“We’re going to a club, not a war zone,” Patty Popliteal said in her seat in the limousine.

The large imposing woman in black, with black hair and dark eyes gave the pop princess a disapproving look. “I am your bodyguard, and if I want a small pistol to protect you, I will,” The bodyguard said without humor.

“Relax Basil,” Patty said looking at her phone. “Besides you’re a Changer, you have superpowers, don’t act like that’s not enough.”

The bodyguard inwardly cringed. Her name wasn’t Basil, but Baily. However, Patty, real name Marianne Dawsey, already knew a Baily, so she changed the guard’s name to Basil. Baily didn’t really care. If anyone tried to look her up because Patty called her Basil, they wouldn’t find anything. She was a Changer, and that was the only reason she was even a bodyguard to the most popular pop star in the world, at the moment. Basil had tried to get Patty to hire more people, Changer or not, but for some reason the air headed blond sex symbol decided that she only wanted to hire women, and female bodyguards were hard to find.

“My powers are to be used to make sure someone doesn’t get too handsy with you,” Basil said making sure her extendable baton was secure on her forearm. Patty gave Basil the condescending look. Basil amended her statement by saying, “unless you want them to get handsy with you.”

“You never want guys to get handsy with you,” Patty said going back to her phone. “That one guy’s arm. I still hearing the snap.”

“He was distracting me from guarding you,” Basil said evenly. That wasn’t entirely true. Basil knew in her Changer form she was attractive. Anyone that was a changer would turn from a normal looking person into what some teenager’s fantasy of a comic book character should look like. Basil was tall, over six feet, with black hair, and dark almond shaped eyes. Her face was small, smooth, and round on top, but triangular to a pointed chin on the bottom. Her neck was long, and smooth, leading down to shoulders that were square and toned. Basil’s breasts were large and high set with an unnatural buoyancy and globular shape. Her body was smooth and toned, down to legs that were long and smooth, but toned enough to show lots of muscle when she wanted. However, Basil was working, so her dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she was wearing a loose black outfit that let her hide two guns, two knives, an extendable baton, and a handful of zip ties since handcuffs made noise.

“Yeah, he was distracting you with his hand down your pants,” Patty giggled.

Basil didn’t say anything as she looked out the limo window. “We’re almost to the club,” Basil said pulling out her own phone, “I’m texting Sandra to let her know.”

“Oh, tell her to the latest Oh The Larceny album,” Patty requested. “I really like that group. I should ask them to do a collaboration.”

“Sandra has the mind of a supercomputer, when she’s in Changer mode,” Basil said texting. “She is NOT a computer. your own music.”

“I know how to make music, not it,” Patty said dropping her phone into her purse.

Basil let out a minor sigh that she hoped her boss didn’t hear. The pop star wasn’t all that bad, as bosses go. She was always on the go, demanding of people but not too much, and usually agreeable. This showing at the club is how she was agreeable. For one hundred thousand dollars, to be donated to the local battered women’s shelter, Patty was making an appearance. Basil’s job was to make sure that appearance didn’t turn into a hospital trip.

A huge mass of people waited for the bubbly pop star to come out of the limo. Basil went first, scanning the crowd, and holding the door open for Patty. Patty came out to the blinding light of hundreds of camera flashes that all became one bright light. Patty’s blue eyes didn’t even blink. Her blond hair was perfect. The sex idol’s body was in a skintight sparkly gold dress with straps that helped show off the star’s natural B-cups. The two hours in a gym every day kept her body trim and fit. The heels added a handful of inches to her otherwise normal height. Basil didn’t care that no one noticed her. For Basil, the job was to keep Patty safe.

While walking into the club, Basil did keep Patty safe. Some a-hole Changer ran up to the pop star pulling something out of his jacket pocket. Basil used her Changer powers and stopped the guy. Basil slowed time for everyone but her, letting her keep her reaction time and faculties to get to the guy first. Then Basil used her super strength to rip whatever it was out of the a-hole’s hand. It was a camera. Basil did what she always did, use her super speed to reformat his phone, because fuck him, and shove the phone into the guy’s mouth. When the guy realized what had happened Basil gave her usually statement, “Ask first.” At least she didn’t break his teeth like some a-holes in the past.

The club was loud, crowded, and smelled of bodies and booze. Basil stood back and let Patty do what she was meant to do, bring popularity to the club. Basil’s job was to make sure nothing happened to Patty. Basil checked the bartender out beforehand, but still kept an eye on him when making Patty’s drink. Basil went into the restroom first, to make sure no one was ready to ambush Patty. The guy that was putting his unwanted hands-on Patty, to the point Patty was actively taking his hands off her body, met with Basil putting his arm behind his back until something popped in the guy’s shoulder.

After two hours Basil tapped Patty on the shoulder. The blonde pop princess knew what that meant. She’d only had one drink, so she wasn’t drunk, but the party was over. Patty went and talked with the owner of the club, got pictures taken, met with staff, got pictures taken, talked with reporters about how great the club was, and got pictures taken. Sooner than she had expected Basil was texting to have the limo brought around again. She also texted Sandra that they were leaving the club.

“That place sucked,” Patty said dropping into her seat in the limo.

“Every other song was one of yours,” Basil said watching out the windows of the limo for any danger.

“Not the playlist, hell anyone can do a list of songs, but everything else,” Patty said getting a bottle of water out of the mini fridge. “The floor was uneven like it was painted plywood. The drinks were in glasses that I swear were smaller than anything else I’ve ever had. The speakers for the music were as bad as my grandmother’s. It was dark as hell in there. Not enough ventilation. I only saw one women’s restroom. I’m never going back.”

“Give it six months and the place will fold,” Basil said as the limo sped on.

The hotel was the best one in the city, multiple stories tall, and a private underground garage. It also had a fantastic penthouse where Patty was staying. Basil was glad that, at least, her own room was also in the penthouse. That meant Basil would have her own bed and be able to sleep in something other than a chair, like she’d started her bodyguard career doing. Basil mentally noted she should thank the program manager, Alfiya Bagnoli for this added luxury. Patty pulled the keycard from her clutch to activate the garage elevator to go straight to the penthouse floor. Five doors in a small hallway were revealed as the elevator door finally opened at the top floor. For Basil, something was wrong.

“Something’s off,” Basil said to Patty as she walked the short distance down the hall.

“Is one of your Changer powers being a kill joy?” Patty sarcastically said flipping her key card in her hand.

Patty was putting the keycard in the lock in the door at the end of the hall. It was then that Basil realized what was wrong. “WAIT! Sandra isn’t here to open the door for us,” Basil said getting between Patty and the door to the suite.

“Will you chill out, she’s probably asleep, it’s past midnight,” Patty said trying to get around the large imposing Changer.

“Sandra is a living computer, she would know exactly when we’d be here, and she always opens the door for us,” Basil said still not letting Patty past.

“I tell you what, if there’s a dipshit with a gun in there, after you take care of him, I’ll let you say, ‘I told you so’ as many times as you want,” Patty said standing with her hands on her hips. “If Sandra is just asleep, you’re rubbing my feet until I out.”

Neither woman got a chance to respond to the offer. The door behind Basil opened, and in that moment everything changed. For Basil it was like she was suddenly splashed with pure sexual lust. Her body heated in an instant. Her pussy burned with an arousal that was absent an eyeblink before. Basil couldn’t think, feel, or even focus on anything but sex. It was a force that had taken over her mind and body to be consumed with only the universal imperative to fuck. For the tall Changer woman, the short blond pop star before her was beyond a sex symbol and now a sexual goddess that Basil’s entire sexual being wanted to worship. It was clear that Patty felt the same as she forced her hard nipples into Basil’s impressive breasts, simply because Patty’s full lips were headed right for Basil’s. The women came together in the hallway like hot and horny lovers.

“Don’t start the party without me ladies,” a male voice said from inside Patty’s room. “Get in here so I can start fucking you.”

The words found meaning inside Basil’s mind, and each syllable was like a small orgasm of pleasure. Basil’s body was hot and sweating and with each step into the room she felt how wet she was getting between her legs. The words that were spoken produced such an impossibly compelling sexual lust inside of her, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from complying if nothing more than to thank whomever for just speaking to her.

Basil’s almond shaped eyes took everything in with just a glance. The room looked like there was a minor struggle with vases knocked over, tables crooked, and lamps with their shades turned awkwardly. On her knees, naked, was Sandra. The woman had long black wavy hair. Her skin was a deep brown of dark chocolate. She had large full breasts that were beyond nature’s standards. Her body was slim and toned with a large round ass and thick legs. She was a Changer with one of her three powers being to make anything non-electrical, she could think of, appear made of glowing blue material. It was solid and firm, and one of these constructs was in the shape of a large dildo, resting on the ground, and Sandra’s body humping it. Sandra’s eyes were wide, and so was her mouth, as her sweat drenched body climaxed as she fucked herself with her arms firmly down at her sides.

Basil also took into the man in the room. He was clearly a Changer. No one would have that perfect pale pink skin. No one would have that perfect square jaw and muscular body than that of a Changer. His cock hung down at least thirty centimeters long and nearly five centimeters thick. The only hair he had was the mass of brown on his head that was cut in a way to look like a brick, giving his wide head a cube like appearance. He was grinning ear to ear with a phone, clearly recording, in his hand. Basil felt such an indescribable pull to fuck and obey the man that she was shaking.

“Two of you,” the man said in a voice that was sex turned to sound. “Oh, you’re a Changer,” the man said to Basil. “I suppose you’re her bodyguard or something.”

“Yes,” Basil said in a tone that was more her having a minor orgasm for him. She was on fire. Every word he spoke made her want to cum like a bucking horse. She couldn’t stop herself from wanting to do every sexual thing, and many beyond human abilities, for him. Sex with him wouldn’t just be sex but Earth rocking destruction.

“Well, I don’t care about you,” the man said to Basil. “I want to fuck the sexiest woman in the world.” With that the man put his hand on the side of Patty’s face. Patty clearly had a hip thrusting orgasm just from his touch. When he bent down and kissed her, she fought against suddenly weak knees and the fierce desire to keep kissing him. Patty fell to the floor, her knees giving out, and her body climaxing hard.

“This is going to be fun,” the man said looking around at Sandra, then Basil, and then down at Patty. “Guard, strip naked, and go fuck Techno-bitch over there.” The man said indicating Sandra. “Hey Techno-bitch, make a double headed dildo so the two of you can fuck each other, and don’t stop fucking each other until I say something.”

Basil was unable to resist. Her body was on fire from the inside. The need to fuck Sandra was now the only thing in her mind she could focus on. Sandra looked up. Her eyes were still wide but now glassy. Her mouth was still open like a sex doll, and her hands were still at her side. With no obvious change in Sandra the dildo that was mounted on the ground morphed into a blue and white, semi-transparent ridged, double headed dildo. Sandra shifted her body, so her legs were open, and the double headed dildo was like an artificial dick.

Basil felt like an orgasm was about to consume her as she ripped her clothes off. The billowy black fabric was ripped apart by her super strength. She ripped off her slim belt that held one of her guns. She ripped off the ankle holster that held another gun. She slid her arm out of the leather holder for the extendable baton. Basil got down on the floor, and easily slipped the glowing blue and white dildo into her body. As soon as the fake member filled her body she climaxed. Basil’s orgasm seemed to trigger Sandra’s own, and the two women were climaxing together.

Basil lost track of how long she was fucking Sandra. Basil also lost count of how many orgasms she’d had. There was a large puddle of juices under the women as they fucked each other. Nothing existed, nothing was reality, other than both women shoving their wet pussies together around a fake hard cock. Basil fought her mind and body and finally looked over to where Patty was, through the door into the bedroom. She was naked on hands and knees, singing, raggedly, one of her latest love songs. All the while the man was shoving his huge cock deep into her, making her body and the bed move.

“Fuck,” the man said slapping Patty’s ass hard, “norm pussy is so different than Changer pussy.”

With that the man looked over, through the doorway, at Basil and Sandra and gave them a wicked smile. “Guard, Techno-bitch, get over here,” He commanded in a voice that was a thousand tongues licking the women’s clits.

The man slapped Patty’s ass again and said, “Turn over, you fucking fuck-toy.”

Patty did so, still singing how she loves being in love. The blond pop princess’s blond hair was sticking to her sweat covered body. Her face was also drenched with sweat, but there was still an unquenchable lust for the man in her blue eyes. She was on her back, her legs spread wide, and her dripping wet and raw pussy open. Her middle was jerking like she was having an orgasm that didn’t stop.

“Let’s have some fun,” the man said in his irresistible voice. “Techno-bitch, encase your body tightly in that blue shit, and then cum ten times harder and longer than ever before, and have, say, one hundred of them.”

The blue and white dildo that had been between Sandra’s legs vanished. Her entire body was suddenly encased in the same blue and white semi-transparent material. It looked tight on her, squeezing her arms, legs, and chest. Her head and feet were free, but her wide eyes were taken over with the extreme look of someone in a pleasurable pain. She let out a scream, a cry, a yell of peak pleasure, and she fell over with a thud. She was shaking in her solid cocoon of blue.

“HA!” The man laughed with his dick still pounding into Patty’s stretched pussy.

“Guard,” the man said, and Basil couldn’t look or think about anything but him. “You are a perpetually horny lesbian. You are madly, insanely, crazy in love and lust with Patty. You love getting your pussy licked by Patty here. You can only cum by Patty’s tongue.”

Basil felt like she was going to rip herself apart. She wanted to fuck Patty in every way possible. She also wanted nothing in her life more than to obey the orgasmic words from this nameless man. Basil didn’t even realize she was having a squirting orgasm, just standing there, consumed by the man’s words, and lusting over the blond being fucked on the bed.

“Fuck-toy, shut up,” the man said roughly grabbing Patty’s jiggling breasts as she stopped singing, “you are now bi-sexual to the extreme. You love guard over there a thousand times more than all your love songs put together. Her pussy is the only thing that will turn you on. Sex with guard there and my cock are the only things that will give you an orgasm.”

The man looked over at Basil with his wicked grin and looked her up and down. Basil’s body was still rocking and contracting from her orgasm that didn’t seem to stop. Basil didn’t seem to care her body was climaxing. The only thing that demanded any part of her working mind was Patty’s goddess-like face, and the man’s nature warping words.

“Guard,” the man said, “sit on Patty’s face. Patty, make Guard cum so much you drown in her juices.”

Basil was moving. Her brain and body were a mass of sparks. It was as if everything that made up this Changer bodyguard had turned into burning sparklers on Independence Day. She was burning. Sweat was dripping off her body in rivulets. Her pussy was a nonstop gushing of an orgasm that showed no sign of ending. As Basil put either leg on the sides of Patty’s head, and the blonde’s tongue stretched out to make , Basil’s orgasm went super nova. Basil loved Patty more than life itself, but she couldn’t stop her body from violently smashing her pelvis into the pop star’s face.

Patty kept licking.

Basil kept climaxing.

The man kept pounding.

“Guard,” the man said in a voice that gods couldn’t ignore. “You are going to have extremely violent orgasms from now on. You’ll spray a cup of your fuck juices every time, have body wracking pussy pulses, and your eyes will roll so far up in your head they’ll be completely white for the five minutes you orgasm. Now, cum guard!”

Basil lost it. She lost vision. She lost sense of self. She lost feeling. She lost a cup of fluid. The Changer’s palms slammed into the wall, her super strength making her arms smack into the wallpaper and leave deep dents in the uprights. There was one small sliver of thought in her head that fought against the detonation of creation that enraptured her, don’t hurt Patty. That small strand of love in her heart for the woman that was drowning in her cum juices kept Basil from clenching her super strong legs together, like they wanted to.

Basil came back to herself to laughter from the man. “That was amazing,” the man said. “Okay Patty you can spit out that cum juice before you die from drowning. Guard, stand here next to the bed.”

Basil’s super strong Changer body barely held her up as she got one foot on the ground. Naked, soaked in sweat, her dark hair having come free of its tie at some point, so the dark strands hung around her face and stuck to her body, and all the while her pussy was constantly clenching on nothing while dripping fluid.

“Okay, Guard,” the man was saying, “you’re going to stand there like the good bodyguard that you are, and not move until I say so. Every second you stand there your love and lust for Patty is permanently doubled.”

Basil stood there, frozen, unable to move. Her pussy went from dripping to flowing. Basil’s mind and body was flooded with the endorphins of love for the blonde pop star. Basil didn’t even think of sex with Patty, for every moment with the woman was an orgasm in itself. All this hit Basil in a second, and in the next, the feelings doubled to a mind-numbing sensation of love and lust.

“Alright fuck-toy,” the man said to Patty, slapping her breasts painfully as he still fucked her hard. “You saw Guard’s orgasm, well from now on you’re going to have ones exactly the same. Don’t worry, you’ll be in this together. You never want or will have dick again after I pull out. I’ll be the last cock you’ll ever crave. You’ll love and lust only Guard here, a hundred times as much as you do for me now, as soon as I pull out.”

The man seemed to be tensing. His thrusts started to slow. His muscles bulged. With eye’s closed and teeth clenched, “So—.”

Basil broke his jaw with one punch.

The man went down, pulling out of Patty, falling to the floor, and cum shooting out of his hard dick. He looked dazed, naked, hard, and bleeding from the mouth. Basil went over and hit him again, not as hard, on the side of the head. The man went down, limp onto the ground. His cock spasming out white all over the carpeted floor. Basil didn’t care how much brain damage she just caused.

“Basil,” Patty said from the bed.

“Don’t talk to me!” Basil screamed, covering her eyes. “Don’t touch me! Don’t even look at me! Get in the bathroom, now! Lock the door!”

Basil was shaking. She wanted Patty in every way possible. She wanted to be between Patty’s legs, right at that moment, licking her sweet slit. Just hearing her delicate feet running for the bathroom sent Basil’s pussy into contractions that was a better orgasm than she’d ever had before that night. Basil’s weak legs eventually got her to her discarded phone, and she called the police. Basil dropped to her knees and made it over to check on Sandra. The dark-skinned woman was still encased in her blue construct. When Basil felt for a pulse, it was hard, rapid, and her skin was hot and wet.

Basil made it to the front door of the penthouse, and just got the door unlocked and opened for the police, and then the Changer guard heard it. From the bathroom, behind the locked door, there was a scream of pleasure. Patty clearly was pleasuring herself inside the white marble lavatory to the point of climax. Hearing Patty’s pleasure through the walls and door hit Basil like a truck. The changer felt her body orgasm with a release of pleasure, pain, love, lust, desire, want, need, and pure joy that sent the bodyguard into unconsciousness.

Basil woke with a start screaming out, “Patty!”

“Whoa!” The EMTs were saying trying, and failing, to ease Basil back down onto the gurney. “Alright, calm down, it’s okay.”

“Where’s Patty,” Basil said looking like she was about to rip apart anything before her.

“She’s in the bathroom, and won’t leave until you say it’s okay,” an older man said. He had skin that, with age, had turned more gray than brown. His hair was short, curly, and snow white. His face was lined with age and leathered with wear. He had an old black leather notebook in his hand. “I’m detective Hibberd. Are you Basil?”

“Baily,” Basil said and shook her head, “Baily Snows, I’m Patty’s bodyguard.”

“Are you the one who broke Darin Mapes’s jaw?” The old detective asked. The detective pointed to the man being wheeled out on a separate gurney.

The man on the gurney did not look the same as the one Basil had seen. This man was quite young, probably barely eighteen, and had a round pudgy face, and a round pudgy body. His hair was short and greasy, and he looked like he was having trouble breathing with his head and neck ed by large foam blocks.

“He’s a changer with at least the power to make women obey him,” Basil warned.

“Good to know,” Detective Hibberd said making a note in his book.

“Can I see Patty?” Basil asked and felt her pussy clench and squirt a little.

“In a bit,” Detective Hibberd said looking at Basil’s body, covered in a white sheet, and strapped down, or at least mostly strapped down. One of the thick nylon straps had ripped apart when she sat up. “We had to give your colleague Sandra Smith an experimental injection called Reverse that takes people out of their Changer mode. It was the only way we could get her out of that hard blue and white stuff on her. She said that it would be better to ask you to change back to your human mode rather than just give Reverse to you.”

“Yeah, I don’t do well with chemicals,” Basil said leaving it at that.

“Since you’re awake, do you want to go to the hospital?” Detective Hibberd asked.

“No, I want to see Patty,” Basil stated.

“She’s safe and not going anywhere,” Detective Hibberd stated. “What I need from you is a statement of what happened here, so I don’t have to take you to the station and book you on assault.”

Basil rolled her eyes. “Can I at least sit on the couch?” Basil asked. Basil wrote quickly, using her powers to speed things along, keeping the sexual parts vague. In minutes, with her super powers, she got the statement done. She handed it over to Detective Hibberd who accepted it, after he signed it too, saying he saw her write it. As soon as Hibberd said she could, Basil was at the bathroom door where Patty was still locked inside.

“Patty,” Basil said trying to keep her voice even.

“Basil,” Patty said and then there was a sharp cry from inside.

“Are you okay?” Basil asked deliberately keeping her hands away from her crotch.

“I just had an orgasm,” Patty said, “I want you so badly it hurts.”

“I know, and I’m sorry,” Basil said almost crying. “I’m going to go into the bedroom, and lock the door. Then I want you to go with the EMTs and Detective Hibberd and answer all of their questions.”

“Can I see you?” Patty asked. “I need you! Sorry, I didn’t mean to scream that, but just hearing your voice is making me cream myself.”

“I know Baby, Patty, I meant Patty,” Basil said internally slapping herself. “I don’t think it’s safe for either one of us at the moment. Please, count to one hundred, and then open the door.”

“Anything, anything you want,” Patty said quickly.

Basil ran, crying into the bedroom, and locked the door. She then shoved the chair under the doorknob. She then used her strength and pushed the entire bed up against the door. Basil dropped to the floor and started crying. At some point the sheet was lost, and Basil was naked on the soft carpet. Basil knew her lust for Patty wasn’t real, and she had to get as far away from Patty as possible.

“Basil, Baily,” Patty’s voice came from the other side of the door

Basil heard the voice and her legs shot out and she couldn’t help herself from stroking her stinging raw pussy. Patty’s voice filled her head, and set ablaze her pussy, her lust, her sexual need. It was getting fucked by a jackhammer with a glowing hot tip.

“I’m going to go with the EMTs now.,” Patty said while Basil squirted on the other side of the door, “I wanted to say, I love you.”

Basil’s orgasm hit her like a world destroying bomb. Her pussy rocked hard and fast with each intense contraction inside of her, which felt like it was trying to make her explode. Basil’s eyes rolled back into her head so only whites showed, but the eyes could not close with her body in full fledge intense contractions. Obstructed cum juice sprayed through Basil’s fingers with such force it reached the mountain of furniture blocking the bedroom door. Basil’s strangled cry couldn’t even get out the words she wanted to say, ‘I love you too’.

Basil lay on the bedroom floor. She was forcing herself not to cry. She waited ten minutes, then fifteen, and then twenty. Carefully, Basil started moving back the furniture, and getting it mostly back in place, with a few new dings and scrapes. Basil finally unlocked the door and poked her head out. There was one lone police officer, sitting in a chair by the door. He looked young and fresh.

“Hi, Miss Snows?” The man said looking up from his phone. “I was told to stay here and see if you were alright.”

“I’m not,” Basil said, “but I can’t stay here.” Basil went for the room that was her room for the evening, not caring that she was naked. She started packing things up. “What’s your name?” Basil asked the officer.

“Dionisio D’Cruze,” the man said standing up. “The internet is a buzz about what happened to Patty Popliteal, but the reports are all using her real name, Marianne Dawsey, what’s up with that?”

“Did you have something to say to me, Officer D’Cruze?” Basil asked as she tossed things into a bag. “Shit, I need a shower first.”

“I had to ask, the guy who did all this, he was a changer, right?” D’Cruze asked.

“I’m not saying anything,” Basil said getting a towel and a change of clothes.

“Well the guy dragged out of here was identified as Darin Mapes, and I was looking up that last name,” D’Cruze said. “If it’s the same guy, he’s the stepson of Popliteal’s production manager.”

Basil and D’Cruze said at the same time, “Alfiya Bagnoli.”

Basil froze. She turned and looked right at D’Cruze, “Are you sure?”

“No,” D’Cruze said looking a little scared. “I mean the guy who was wheeled out of here looks similar, and has the same last name, but Bagnoli and Mapes are not the same, but if she didn’t take his last name when they got married, who knows. What really clinched it was, how did Mapes get in here? I overheard the other guys saying he had a card, so…”

“CALL THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW!!!” Basil shouted. “Get on that phone of yours and use it to call the hospital and do not let Alfiya anywhere near her stepson or Patty!”

D’Cruze blinked at her. “NOW!!!” Basil shouted.

D’Cruze fumbled with his phone but eventually got it in hand. Moments later he was talking to someone at the hospital. Basil was torn between finding out what happens and getting the hell out of there. Eventually her dedication to her client won out and Basil took a quick shower. Getting all of the sex stink off her took longer than expected, and by the time she was getting out of the shower D’Cruze was saying how there was an averted crisis.

Bagnoli was at the hospital, freeing Mapes as soon as she got there. Mapes was still groggy so when police were coming down the hall to guard him, Mapes used his power on all the women around. Mapes still had a broken jaw, even in his Changer form. He would heal quickly, but it still took time. Thus, without commands to follow, all the women, and the few female police officers, were suddenly consumed by lust, attacking anyone nearby, and this included his stepmother Bagnoli. This gave Mapes a few seconds to run down the stairwell. Mapes made it to the first floor when a male orderly, alerted to the problem, got Mapes with an injection of Reverse, making him human again, and easily subdued.

“Listen, D’Cruze, thank you for that,” Basil said zipping her suitcase shut. She was dressed in a stretchable top and shorts. “I have to leave now. If I’m around Patty, I don’t think I could control myself.”

“I’m sorry, do you plan on hurting her?” D’Cruze asked looking like he was about to go for a weapon.

“The exact opposite, which is the problem,” Basil said. She picked up her phone and turned it on. “I’ll have my phone. So, if the detective wants to get ahold of me, he can. I have to leave.”

Basil sighed. She put her bag and phone down and put her hands out. In a heartbeat she changed. Gone was the tall dark-haired amazon woman. The woman before the police officer looked vastly different. Her hair was a dirty brown. Her face still had a resemblance to her changer form, but with more fat, and freckles. Basil’s human body was slight, barely pushing five-feet-two-inches. Her chest was mostly flat, and her arms were sticks. Her hips and thighs were relatively thick. She looked like millions of other girls just about to leave their teenage years.

“Wow, you look completely different,” D’Cruze said looking Basil up and down.

“Good, then no one will bother me,” Basil said. “Can you please make sure there aren’t any press out there?”

“Sure, give me a second,” D’Cruze said ducking out the door. A minute later there was muffled voices, and Basil could just make out one of them being D’Cruze.

The door opened with Patty saying, “I need to see her.” Patty turned and saw Basil in her human form. Basil was trembling, wanting the pop princess with every molecule in her body. Basil was frozen, unable to move. She wanted to run. Basil couldn’t decide if it was towards Patty or away.

Patty ran right up to Basil and wrapped her arms around her head as she started kissing eagerly her mouth. Basil couldn’t fight it, and returned the embrace and the kiss, and hot feeling of lust.

“How did you know it was me,” Basil asked peeling off Patty’s shirt.

“I knew it in my heart,” Patty said attacking Basil’s own exposed breasts. “I love you for you, no matter what you look like.”

“Oh fuck me,” Basil said as she slipped off her pants. “I shouldn’t be doing this. This isn’t real.”

“Let’s go in the bedroom and discuss things while you lick my pussy,” Patty breathlessly stated.

Basil felt her body jerk as if a mini orgasm just hit her, and it might have. Basil used her human strength to pick Patty up. Patty’s naked body was as close as possible to Basil’s, with her legs and arms wrapped around the unchanged Changer.

Basil all but threw Patty on the bed, and then was between the blonde’s legs. Basil let her tongue instinctively lick the smooth, bitter, musky slit. Patty climaxed almost instantly, her juices spraying all over Basil. Patty’s legs and body shook with the orgasm as she lost control.

After a minute Patty said, “More.” Basil was absolutely for licking more.

They switched positions. They switched techniques. They changed up where their hands were, their tongues were, their lips were, their pussies were. The two had one orgasm after another. They gave and took pleasure for hours. Eventually they both were exhausted, and struggled under the blankets. The pair fell asleep, naked, covered in cum, and content.

“I should leave,” Basil said in her human form the next day.

“You better not,” Patty said angry.

They’d just had a shower together, which resulted in each having three powerful orgasms. Now they were clean, and getting ready for the day, even if it was pushing noon. Basil was looking at her phone.

“I can’t guard you when I’m thinking about all the naughty things I want to do to you,” Basil said looking at her messages. “Besides I have a response from my employer. I’m betting it’s not good.”

“What does it say?” Patty asked as she slipped on a skimpy pink outfit.

“Good job protecting Dawsey,” Basil read. “It should never have gotten that far. You’re fired.”

“Well, I have a production manager position that just opened,” Patty offered as she picked out her shoes.

“Alfiya probably wasn’t in control of herself,” Basil said looking at her still packed bag.

“Regardless she could have sent a text, ‘my stepson has my room card and is coming over to bang your brains out,’” Patty said angerly.

“Patty, you need to think about your image,” Basil said and the pop princess glared at her. “I don’t know if people could accept you if you came out and told them what we did.”

“What we did?” Patty asked offended. “You mean with or without Mapes around?” Patty leaned close to Basil and said flatly, “Sex with you was so incredible, I never want to have sex with anyone else. If you say you’re leaving I will find some rope and make you stay.”

“What will people think?” Basil asked.

“I’ve already got it worked out,” Patty said putting on a gold bracelet she liked. “We come out with the truth that a disturbed fan attacked us. He used his powers to make us do things we otherwise normally wouldn’t do. You took him down hard, being the hero of the story. Afterwards we discussed things and feel we might have real feelings for each other. Right now, we’re trying things out to see if they work. If someone has a problem with that, I’ll just remind them of all my love songs about not realizing you were in love with someone until it hits you hard.”

“I meant what will people think, knowing you’re going out with a Changer?” Basil asked as she came up to Patty.

“That I have the hottest girlfriend in the world, in two different forms, so let them all be doubly jealous,” Patty said as the two came together for a long ionate kiss.

“I can still taste your pussy,” Basil said breathlessly.

“I’ll never forget the taste of yours,” Patty answered.

The End