Chapter 8

Evil, sexy Maria seduces a **** mind-controller into being as evil as her.*

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Maria watched with growing arousal as Natalie led the way into Joslyn’s home. Her mouth watered, practically drooling, at the outright insanity and audacity of what they were doing.

Soon, her new Man would take a woman under his control with little more than a touch. It would happen at her suggestion, her encouragement, her need to see him take on every woman worthy of his power. She would be at his side, nodding into his strong chin, hands grasping at his chest, lips parted, breasts heaving, aching for more and more…

He had put Natalie in charge of breaking into the house. All it took was a simple touch to make her receptive and open to such information, and within thirty minutes of searching on the internet, she had an almost perfect knowledge of how to successfully pick locks and work around security systems. Her mind, so malleable before his power, soaked in knowledge at rapid rates, to the point where Maria wondered if there was truly any sort of limit to what his slaves could learn.

Certainly, before this evening, she had known little of cooking. And then, after a gentle touch and suggestion, she had worked her way rapidly through the dusty cookbook that had been given to her as a gift (and one she had despised) years ago—suddenly having a workable knowledge of the interplay between spices, sauces, savories, and sweets.

Joslyn and Kyle’s house was on top of a small hill, well-hidden from view of the street, which made their work easier. Robert drove, Maria curled across his lap for most of the trip. She didn’t like being too far from his cock. She loved it, and she loved him.

They had all dressed in dark clothes. Robert wore black jeans and a dark sweater, clearly hoping that such an outfit looked casual enough if any police happened by.

If police came by, Maria had little doubt Robert would take care of it. He was a God, and police were not a problem for Gods. She had on skintight leather pants, seemingly painted on to her heart-shaped ass, with strappy, stylish shoes with an easily five-inch stiletto heel. Her only top was a tight leather jacket, beneath which she had on a lacy red bra and nothing else, and so she looked more like a hot biker chick with her long dark hair and perfectly arranged face than some burglar.

The heels would be a problem for sneaking, but they turned Robert on so much that he couldn’t tell her to change. Which, Maria thought smugly, she had known all along.

Natalie was dressed more for the job, in dark sneakers and a dark hoodie, though her dark shorts were skin-tight spandex. The length of her tanned, perfect legs was evident as they slipped down into trendy multicolored sneakers. Even she couldn’t help herself from trying to show off for Master.

Getting inside the house was simple for the trio with Natalie’s new skills. She popped the lock open with a few screwdrivers and a paperclip. The house was quiet and empty inside, several surfaces covered over with papers—receipts, medical bills, insurance notices.

They found Joslyn upstairs, sleeping deeply on top of her blankets. The bedroom was in disarray, clothes everywhere, even with some hanging on the elliptical machine in the corner. There was a glass next to her bed with a sliver of brandy in it, and a half-emptied bottle next to that. Moonlight spilled in from a skylight above the bed, giving them some visibility to work with.

She was an attractive woman, though clearly harried by her situation. Her hair was dirty blonde and short, her body drastically skinny in her tiny nightshirt. At work, her clothes had hid much of her sorrow and anguish, visible really only in her face where the skin had begun to cling tight to her skull.

“You see, Master?” Maria whispered. “She’s taken to drinking. You’ll be helping her. Doing her a favor.”

Her hand sank to its familiar position around his crotch. When he did not resist or say anything, she began to unzip his pants and took out his cock, stroking it slowly as they watched. Heat spread down to her pussy at the touch of his cock on her body, her two favorite things joining just as they were meant to.

Joslyn began to stir beneath them. Natalie, taking the initiative, knelt down before Robert with her mouth waiting, just in case he wanted to fuck her throat then and there. Maria approved with a gentle smile. Her little sister was such a smart girl.

His hand slipped out and grasped Joslyn on the ankle. The grip was firm, waking her. Maria watched as Joslyn’s face changed from a look of surprise to one of slow, heavy-lidded arousal.

“What…what are you doing here?”

Her voice came out almost girlish, flirty. Maria sighed deeply, stroking Robert with all her love. She knew she would never get tired of watching his power at work.

“I want you to be very honest with me right now, Joslyn,” said Robert. “Are you happy with your life?”

Maria knew, right away, that Joslyn would tell the truth—just as Maria did. Robert had blessed them both, now.

“No. It’s miserable. I hate it. I hate my life.”

She looked somewhat surprised at her own admission.

Robert smiled. “And if I could change that for you? Would you like that?”

“Yes.” Her answers were immediate and ready, though still she looked up at Robert with heavy, lip-biting arousal. “I would like that. Of course I would.”

“And if you had to serve me sexually to be happy? If you had to fuck me. If you had to…” his breath caught as Maria’s strokes increased on his cock. “…if you had to serve me. What would you say to that?”

“I don’t…” Joslyn rose slightly, shaking her head. “I don’t know why I’m not freaking out right now.”

Robert’s grip tightened. “Answer the question.”

“I would do it, yes. I would serve you, whatever that means. I assume sex. You’re handsome. Why not? But a good lay…” she laughed. “Won’t fix what I’ve got.” She eyed Natalie and Maria now. “Even if they help.”

Robert smiled. “You’d be surprised.”

Maria watched, heart fluttering, as he began to concentrate totally. She loved this part, seeing his power come to form on others.

First, Joslyn gained several pounds right before her eyes. At least twenty, maybe more—and then more and more, all in her tits, making her breasts enormous beneath her long shirt.

“Take that thing off so he can see what he’s doing,” Maria snapped at Natalie.

The younger woman nodded obediently, stripping the shirt off the newly-busty Joslyn. The changes then arrived quickly—her skin was restored to a healthy pale color, no longer the sallow-like shade it had been. Wrinkles disappeared from her skin, stretch marks evaporated into nothing, muscles around her ass and back and abs formed suddenly and became taut with youth.

Within thirty seconds, Robert had transformed her from a grieving, middle-aged wreck into a twenty-something sexpot.

“Keep going,” Maria whispered. “Do you need more energy?”

He nodded briefly, clearly tired. Her Man had just turned back the tides of time—no wonder he was tired! Maria snapped her fingers, positioning Natalie before him on the bed.

“What the fuck did you do?” Joslyn asked. “Oh shit, oh god, I feel great. I…wow!”

She marveled at her hands, her legs, her tits. Meanwhile, Natalie slipped between her newly-smooth legs.

“Let’s see if Master made you more sensitive,” she giggled, ever the nymphet.

Natalie’s tongue slid down onto Joslyn’s pussy at the exact moment that Robert drove into the young beauty from behind. Natalie moaned, sinking her mouth over Joslyn’s cunt and licking at her clit with relish.

“Oh god,” moaned Joslyn. “Oh…oh, shit…this is weird, I’m not a lesbian, and I…I…”

Maria rolled her eyes. Natalie’s rush to obey had left her not thinking of the technical details. The gorgeous goddess let her hand slide off her Master’s shoulder just long enough to take Joslyn’s foot and slide it on Natalie’s back, well within reach of Robert’s grip. Maria marveled, and not for the first time, at how tiny Natalie was underneath him. Robert wasn’t in the shape of a God, but he was tall and his belly was flat, and with his power, Maria would never complain about something like appearances.

Robert took Joslyn’s ankle once again, and immediately, her protests stopped.

“Oh fuck yes!” the blonde moaned. “Oh god. Oh…oh fuck, Natalie, baby, lick my pussy, yes!”

“Change her more,” Maria asked sweetly, “Please? For me?”

Robert smiled at her. Maria gripped at his hips and ass, shoving him in time with his strokes into Natalie and making him fuck the tight teenage cunt all the harder. Joslyn’s hair grew longer, thicker, almost like a living being it was suddenly so shiny and vibrant. It spread out across the bed in a delicious golden blanket, thick and delicious.

Joslyn came, moaning loud, and Maria knew Robert had altered her pleasure sensors to be much more responsive. Natalie probably hadn’t stopped cumming from the second that he started fucking her, but her orgasms were on mute until Robert really wanted to hear her speak. Maria knew that Natalie had been made quiet so that he could hear more from his First Girl, his love, his Maria, and it swelled her heart to think of how much she was valued.

No other man had ever made her feel so important, so needed, so instrumental.

“Keep going?” Maria asked, her eyes full of desire.

Joslyn’s legs became longer and longer, sliding easily into a remarkably well-shaped ass. Her height shifted entirely from her torso to her legs, probably involving a very complex rearrangement of her organs…but fucking Natalie meant that Robert was able to do more and more, charging up his energy reserves.

“Keep going?” Maria asked, biting his shoulder. Her cunt was sopping wet now and she could feel her own orgasm approaching just from watching her Master work.

Joslyn’s eyes, rolling constantly from orgasm, became a deep violet color, sparkling like amethyst stones, and Robert began to lose himself in his thrusts in Natalie’s hot young cunt. The two orgasming beauties beneath him shook with one heart, one soul as he drove into Natalie’s cunt again and again, grunting with the need to release.

“C-cum in her, yes!” Joslyn moaned. “Fuck, you deserve it so bad! Please, Sir, cum in her tight teenage pussy! Please!”

Maria recognized the deference in her tone, the knowledge that Robert deserved anything he wanted. She wondered if that change had been a conscious decision on his part, or if he simply couldn’t help but deliver the truth to those he touched when in the throes of orgasmic pleasure.

She watched, cunt wet, her body on fire with waves of pleasure, as her one love came into the fertile cunt of another girl. Maria's orgasm was muted only by biting Robert's shoulder harder, her eager whimpers encouraging him to unleash his sensational seed.

Something amazing happened—Natalie’s hair developed a hot shock of blond hair, rooting from the front. On Joslyn, the same happened, only with the rich chocolate dark locks that Natalie possessed. Like the two had enjoyed some manner of transference. Was it on purpose? Or was it because he simply couldn’t decide who he wanted to change more in that perfect moment of orgasm?

Hot seed leaked from Natalie’s pussy, her young body so tight and willing to be filled with her Master’s impregnating cum.

God, Maria thought, shuddering as her own orgasm passed through her system. When is he going to get one of us pregnant? I hope I’m first. That will show him how much I adore him.

As his cum leaked down, Maria slipped her fingers around the hot joining of his cock and Natalie’s cunt, licking up the sticky prize she found. Then, slowly, elaborately, she slid her tight leather jacket off so that only the tight barely-there red bra remained. Even though he had just fucked the lovely young Natalie, and mindfucked Joslyn, his eyes were solely on Maria—as they should be, she noted—as she stripped down to just her skintight pants and the bra.

Then she crushed her breasts against his arm again, guiding his arm forward to Joslyn’s newly young, lovely leg.

“Keep going?” she asked.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

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