A different kind of woman...

The Wolfe triplets, wearing matching underwear, drag two young women up to you together. For a moment you're confused - you had requested them one by one, after all - but then you remember.

"You're lesbians, aren't you?" you say, not unkindly.

The girls nod, their expressions a confluence of fear, confusion, and desire, as they kneel with their eyes downcast.

"Remind me of their names?"

"Alex and Lily," answers one of the Wolfes. "They're a couple."

"Ah yes." You take Alex's pointed chin in your hand, and gently tilt her head to look at you. She is incredibly beautiful - though you think this seems to be a common characteristic of lesbians for some reason. Looking below Alex's swirling ebony hair and flushed porcelain cheeks, you see she has a sizable bust that she makes no effort to hide. Lily is petite, with pristine skin and fierce eyes set in a strong face. She's the biggest cock-tease you know, a playful flirt who is protected by the common knowledge of her sexual orientation. Despite this teasing, they are reputed to be the most faithful homosexuals in the school, the most unreachable - yet irresistible - idols.

"You want me, don't you?" you say.

"...We shouldn't," replies Lily, trembling. "{if Futa==true}I always find a penis disgusting. Or... I thought I did...{else}I don't know what kind of power you have, but I've never so much as idly fancied a man before. All the flirting was just a... a joke, a bit of fun...{endif}"

"What have you done to us?" adds Alex sternly, shaking off your hand.

You don't answer. "Smell me," you order. When both lesbians hesitate, you gesture to the Wolfe sisters and your slaves **** the romantic couple's face {if Futa==true}between your thighs{else}into your crotch{endif}. You look down, to see their beautiful faces mashed together under your wood, their noses pressed against your hefty balls, just as you release a concentrated batch of pheromones. By some instinct Alex holds her breath, but Lily gasps in surprise at her new position, and your scent immediately begins to take effect. As her girlfriend helplessly watches, Lily takes deeper and deeper breaths, her expression turning to one of blissful lust as her eyes turn upwards. She crawls up your body, stroking your stomach, kissing your chest, as she eagerly explores every inch of you. Finally - on tiptoe - Lily reaches your mouth, and seals her own lips against it, her tongue eagerly crossing the bridge to play with yours. The kiss is deep and passionate, as she desperately tries to unload her lust into your intimate connection.

As Lily moves onto necking you,{if Futa==true} reverently massaging your huge, perky breasts,{endif} you glance down to see Alex run out of breath, held in place by a half-naked triplet. She inhales deeply, and the worry in her eyes fades away, replaced by sensual desire. Her gaze locks onto your cock, and she can't resist tilting her head up to lick the underside of its length. As Lily services your upper body, her girlfriend uses her tongue in every way possible to stimulate your shaft, eventually taking it fully into her mouth. For a lesbian, Alex is surprisingly talented at fellatio, and your mind is split in two between her and the sexy lesbian pleasuring your nipples.

Eventually Alex pulls your head out of her mouth with a 'plop', and licks her flawless pink lips. "Will you fuck us properly, {if Futa==true}Mikaela{else}Michael{endif}? We've never had a real cock inside us..."

"Oh yes, I want to know what that gorgeous creature feels like, pulsing inside my hot pussy," adds Lily, also tearing herself off you. The lesbian couple both get on all fours on the floor, arching their backs to present their dripping pussies, side by side, awaiting your cock. They don't have to wait long.

You slam deep inside Alex's tight pussy; she gasps and pushes her picturesque face into the floor, rocking in time with your thrust to maximise the depth you reach (you've decided it would be more sensual to have a more natural girth and length this time around).{if Futa==true} Lily, restless, crawls up your body and begins kissing and caressing your tits. You enjoy knowing that both of them are enthralled by what the lesbians now see as the ideal body.{endif}

"Oh yes, that's perfect," {if Futa==true}Alex{else}she{endif} moans into the floor. "So much better than -" her breath catches, "- a dildo."

You penetrate the sexy lesbian for a while, enjoying how her cunt eagerly massages and squeezes the cock inside it. Soon, however, panting Alex reaches her orgasm, writhing and moaning under your cock, her pussy desperately trying to milk it for its seed - and you oblige it, spurting deep into her. You move onto Lily and give her the same treatment, her sexy, petite body trembling every time your weight slaps into her. She copes less well with the pleasure than her girlfriend, alternately drooling and screaming into the carpet, her rolling orgasms only crescendoing until you finally release inside her.

{if Futa==true}"Lily; though you will remember you were a lesbian, those ideas are wiped from your brain. As my ****, you now only desire cock, masculinity, and above all, me," you state, the two girls frozen in their submissive positions. "Alex - taking a lesbian for my own is just too hot to give up. Your sexual orientation will remain unchanged, with the exception that - like your girlfriend - you will be utterly unable to resist me, and will always be turned on when thinking of me."{else}"Though you may both be lesbian, no woman will ever be able to satisfy you again. Your only desire, your singular motivation, is to worship and serve my perfect body, most of all, my perfect cock. Without it, the female body is imperfect and flawed to your eyes. Both of you are utterly unable to resist me, and will always be turned on when thinking of me."{endif} You add to this the usual physical and behavioural improvements, then release your new slaves to join your harem.

{if@ Futa=false}The final girl to be brought up to you is one you recognise from Lauren's friend group: Isobel. blonde and blue-eyed, with a curvaceous yet fit body worthy of Hollywood. As Miss Knight leads her by a **** hand, you wonder why she was so much more resistant to your pheromones than the equally sexy, popular Lauren.

"You can't control me," says Isobel arrogantly, as her teacher forces her to her knees before you. "I'm stronger than you, no matter how..." she inhales deeply, "...sexy you might be."

"And why's that?" you ask, curious.

"Because I'm a feminist," Isobel states proudly. "Men really are trash, and that includes you. Females are simply superior in every way. The only use for males we ought to have is for reproduction, and thanks to technology we soon won't even need you for that."

You stare down at the gorgeous young woman, who stares back defiantly. You're a believer in sexual equality - but you detest the **** sexism which Isobel perfectly exemplifies. You decide some punishment is in order, before you rewrite her mind.

At your command, Miss Knight and Amy pin down Isobel's arms, so she is spread-eagled on a desk, as Cassy holds her legs down, pulling off her panties to expose Isobel's pussy - it's sopping wet, despite her defiant words.

"I'm gonna punish you now, slut," you warn, then slap her butt. Isobel yelps, jerking under your slaves' grip. "How many boyfriends have you had since this year started?"

"Eight - no, nine," squeaks Isobel, as you slap her again.

"And why did you go through so many of them?"

"None of them were good enough for me," says Isobel, looking lustfully back at you as you slap her again. "I'm the hottest, most talented, most popular girl in school - how could any guy be good enough for me?"

"The real answer is - you're an arrogant bitch." With that final word, you thrust your huge penis deep into her anus, causing Isobel to scream with pain, writhing in her captive position. "You dated one of my friends, and threw a great guy away because you're too much of a narcissist to ever be happy. You said his six-inch dick wasn't big enough for you - so is this dick big enough for you?"

Isobel nods, tears streaming from her eyes as you pull back and thrust forward, your cock forcing its way into her abdomen.

"She's dripping with cum," notes Cassy, who is alternating between sucking your balls and sticking her tongue out to collect the juices from Isobel's pussy.

"You hear that, slut?" You make another thrust. Isobel's body shudders against the desk. "Maybe what you really needed was somebody to put you in your place. You like being dominated, don't you?"

Isobel cries out as your dick penetrates her tight anus again, but croaks, "...Yes..."

"I'm going to make you my ****, Isobel. Would you like that?"

The blonde's curvaceous body convulses around your shaft, and her soft tongue falls out of her mouth to taste the pool of salty tears on the desk.

"I didn't hear you, slut," you say demandingly, pushing deep into Isobel again. She looks back at you, her blue eyes watering.

"Yes... Michael..." she orgasms yet again, arms shaking under Amy and Miss Knight. "Make me your ****... punish me... yes..."

You penetrate her again, leaning over to fondle her beautiful breasts, before taking her hips in your hands and upping the pace. Isobel screams, impossible pleasure joining her pain, and you see her eyes roll back in her head as she writhes with a whole-body orgasm. Her already-tight arse clenches even harder around your rock-hard dick, and you release deep inside her, causing the whites of her eyes to glaze over gold.

"You are now my **** forever, Isobel," you instruct, breathing heavily. "But I so enjoyed punishing you, that you'll always be ****, even though you must obey my every command, and your body will always be ecstatic to receive me. You may pretend to be dominant, but you'll love being punished by me, no matter how." You add physical enhancements - mostly just protection against disease, since her body is already first class - and a few more behavioural subroutines, before releasing her from her hypnotic state.

Isobel cries out as she finishes her orgasm, knees bumping against the table as she shakes uncontrollably. Finally, your slaves release her at a gesture from you, and Isobel slides off the table to kneel in front of you, her tear-stained face angled up at you.

"Thank you for punishing me, master," she whispers submissively.{endif}