The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Ariel woke up, threw on a bathrobe and headed to the dining room for her morning coffee. Jess was already sitting at the table enjoying a cup. “Good morning Jess.” Giving her a soft kiss.

Jess replied, “good morning sleepy head, there’s still some coffee left in the pot.”

Ariel poured the last drops from the pot. “Looks like I got the last cup, you want me to make some more?”

“Uh oh, we need to get more coffee, I’ll go out later and pick some up.” Ariel stated from the kitchen.

“That’s sweet of you, thanks. By the way did you have any dreams last night?” Jess asked.

“Stand by let me get back to the table.” Ariel sat back in her chair, and paused slightly. “I did have a dream last night. And now that we are sleeping together I feel I do need to tell you about it. Though I really don’t want to. Please just this is just a dream. None of its real. Please keep an open mind.”

Jess looked conscerned. “Are you ok dear? Did something bad happen to you in the dream, did it scare you?”

“Well kind of hard to explain in those . I’ll just tell you everything that happened ok? Again please keep an open mind.” Ariel pleaded.

“Ok, I’m here for you Ariel, you can always talk to me, and I will you.” Jess squeezed Ariels hand in a soft hug.

“So the dream started out, I wasn’t in the room lying on the table, I was back in the original room sitting in the chair. My arms and legs were not bound down. And the Queen was there and we were arguing about my new job being a fantasy. I told her to stop playing games with me, I accused her of giving me false memories. She was saying she did no such thing. She said the Mirror tells both the past and the future. Surprisingly that calmed me down like I was in some kind of euphoria.” Ariel paused to sip some coffee.

“Wait a second, the part of getting a new job, was that something from your dream? You didn’t tell me that.” Jess looked at Ariel skeptically.

“No… I mean it wasn’t or… it was and I just don’t … Just one more reason why all of this is just so weird. The dreams are so vivid. when I’m having them they don’t feel anything like a dream.” Ariel was feeling confused, she was also feeling pressure to tell Jess the full truth about her dream. She wasn’t sure how that was going to land.

“Do you think maybe we should get you into counseling or at least talk to someone?” Jess asked caringly.

“No, I don’t want to deal with that, I’ll be ok.” Ariel stubbornly replied.

“Really?… Ok, I guess.” Jess slightly rolled her eyes.

“There is a lot more, do you really want to hear the rest?” Ariel asked looking for an out.

“Please…” Jess was losing some patience.

“Alright well. I’m not sure how I got there but I was back laying on the table I told you about before. In the last dream, it was like I was able to resist their attempts to brainwash me. Like I was so much stronger willed than the collective was. But in this last dream, it was like all my resistance was completely gone.” Ariel sighed.

“Go on, feels like you’re stalling.” Jess crossed her arms and gave Ariel a determined look.

“The Queen walked up to the table I was laying on. She had one of the robot girls with her. She said, this is collective, your new girlfriend.”

Jess dropped her jaw. “She said what!?”

Ariel ignored Jess and continued. “Collective removed the blanket and climbed on top of me. Then she started sucking my breast… I mean nipple. I was getting wet… and well… she didn’t stop… and she made me cum…. There I said it. I promised you the truth, and told you the truth. It was just a dream Jess. Nothing more… Just my head playing tricks on me. I hope you can understand that.” Ariel was begging.

“I see,” Jess responded. “Is there anything else?”

“No… well yes… it’s just a little thing… we can skip if you want… I mean this has probably all been enough already.”

“Spill it!” Jess demanded.

“Well after she made me cum the first time she made me cum again and then when it was all over I really was disappointed she stopped and I was sad when I woke up this morning and the dream was over.” Ariel spoke as fast as she could get the words out.

“I see. I’m going to go lie down I have a headache.” Jess got up and went to her room.

Ariel began talking out loud to herself. “See what telling the truth gets me, I’m not making that mistake again. Why me? I’m the victim here why should I be the one being punished. It’s not fair. Just as it felt like everything was perfect now it feels as though it’s all been ruined.”

Later in the afternoon, Ariel looked in on Jess and saw she was sleeping on her bed. She didn’t want to wake her so she wrote her a note:

Jess, I’ve gone to the store to get coffee. If I see anything else we need I’ll get those too. I am so sorry about this morning. I love you!!! <3 Ariel.

An hour and a half later, Ariel came through the front door of their apartment carrying a bag of groceries. She called out to Jess. “Jess! I’m back! I got coffee and popcorn, plus that popcorn salt you really like. Maybe we can watch something on Tubi again tonight.”

Jess didn’t respond, so Ariel went to check in her room. When she got to Jess’s room she found Jess packing her suitcase. “Hi Jess, why are you packing?”

“I called my mom, I’m going to go stay with her for a while.” Jess responded not even looking at Ariel.

“When are you leaving? this is kind of sudden. How long are you going to be gone?” Ariel asked with frowning eyes.

“I’m leaving as soon as I finish packing. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone. I haven’t seen my mom in two years and I need to make up for lost time.” Jess replied in an even tone.

“Can I come with you?” Ariel asked.

Jess looked up from her open suitcase laying on the bed and stared at Ariel for a few seconds. “No, I’m going alone.”

The Queen leaned in close, almost touching nose to nose with Ariel. “Do you like your new girlfriend. Seems you enjoyed what she did to you. Pleasure like that is what being collective is about. Your new girlfriend is happy. All her needs are satisfied. She doesn’t stress over decisions, the collective takes care of those. She doesn’t feel emotions any more, no more heart break Ariel, that must sound appealing. Wouldn’t you say?”

Ariel did her best to remain calm. “This is all just a mind game, none of this is real. This is all just a dream.”

“To be collective,” the Queen continued. “Is to be guided with a purpose. No need to think, no need to understand, only a need to perform what the collective tells you to do. It’s complete freedom from being free. It’s a privilege really. That’s why you need to beg to be collective. You need to want to be collective. Your brain is being rewired as the collective speaks. Nothing is real any more. Jess is not real. Her mom is not real. Your life is not real. So you might as well just beg to be collective.”

The Queen walked full circle around Ariel’s chair. “I know, lets do a pretend. we’ll call it… I know… A soft command. We’ll pretend you can be collective on a trial basis. Soft command, sounds like a test drive. You can spend a day on the assembly line then spend the night with your new girlfriend so that you don’t get any sleep. Then pretend you can go back to the old you. Sounds like fun right?”

”Hello, this is Jess. I’m busy right now. So leave a message when it beeps.”

“Hi Jess, it’s Ariel. I was hoping to talk to you. I miss you and I hope your mom is doing ok. I really really love you. I’m so lonely here without you, it feels so empty here. I keep expecting you to walk out from your bedroom. I just miss you so much Jess. I hope we can talk and fix whatever is broken. It was just a dream Jess, just a dumb dream. I made an appointment with a counselor but it’s not for two weeks. I hope you’ll be back by then so we can go together. I just really miss you Jess and I love you so very much. Please call me back. Goodbye I guess.”

Ariel stood at attention in a white room under white lights, she stood still looking straight ahead. Her mind felt hollow. All the hair that used to be on her body had been forgotten. She kept standing there because nothing told her to move.

Another female appeared before Ariel. Her skin was silver. The female with silver skin told Ariel to follow, not with words just a memory. The female with silver skin turned right and took one full step forward, then stopped. Ariel took one step forward and turned to her left, behind the female with silver skin.

The female walked, Ariel ed to follow. They walked for infinity.

Somewhere past infinity a transparent tube appeared. One meter wide, two meters tall. Ariel ed to stop in front of the tube. Then turned left to face the tube. The door didn’t open it just was open. Ariel ed to step inside the tube.

The floor turned with Ariel on top. The door didn’t close, it just was closed. Ariel stood at attention. Nothing told her not too. She ed her mind was empty when the tube began to fill with liquid silver. Ariel ed this was correct.

The tube kept filling over Ariel’s body. She ed she was almost perfect. The liquid in the tube would complete her perfection. She ed that too.

The liquid touched the bottom of her chin.

Ariel opened her eyes and took a breath. These dreams are becoming strange and psychotic. I’m losing my mind. The sound of a breath startled her. She turned her head in the direction of the breath. “Jess you’re back!”

“Back from what?” Jess was just barely awake.

“Back from your mom’s.”

“Oh that’s funny I wish we had the money to go see my mom in .” Jess giggled. “You want pancakes this morning love?”

Ariel stammered, “I would love pancakes.” She was sure now, that she was losing her mind. “How much do you love me Jess?”

“I love you so much that I’m willing to get out of this warm bed to go make you some pancakes.” Jess groggily replied.

“Do you think I’m crazy Jess?”

“I know you are crazy for me, what else is crazy good for? Can I just have five more minutes of sleep?”

The Queen inspected the induction theater. Eight rows of eight tables each with a female covered with a blanket on top. The purpose of the blanket was to control the body temperature of the subject, it was part of the collectives brainwashing system. The room was kept at a constant 5 degrees Celsius.

The Queen stopped in front of the two tables at the end of the third row. “What’s the status of these two?”

“The one on the left is fully converted my Queen. She is currently in deep collective sleep performing final adjustments of her hormone mutations. Her wife here has been somewhat resistant to the synopsis realignment drugs. Her conversion level is currently at 97% percent my Queen.”

“Increase her dosage. See that she is completely broken by 20:00 hours. I want both of them trained to be my personal assistants. Don’t keep me waiting.”

“Yes my queen.”