Craig takes control

Previously: Craig’s girlfriend, Lily, was kidnapped by Randy using a magical ring that can mind-control women. While being held at gunpoint, he could only watch as Red put her body and life on the line to impersonate Lily and disarm Randy. Craig took matters into his own hands and absorbed the muscular, misogynistic mind-controller.

Craig

“Whatever it takes.”

Craig crouched and pressed the gem against his archenemy’s bulky form. The moment it made contact, Randy disappeared in a flash of mystical green light. Craig’s body flooded with energy, and he felt his muscles swell to bursting. For a moment, reality twisted, and Craig felt like he would explode from the power surging through him. Until everything snapped into place and he exhaled. For the first time in his life, he felt unwavering confidence.

Craig’s body had filled out with Randy’s musculature. The robe hanging off his shoulders was now green to match the gem resting on his hairy chest. His wispy goatee had filled out to a full beard.

Craig could feel Randy as a ball of light inside his mind. The purple spot was cold and angry, but utterly powerless. Craig cracked him open and rifled through his memories.

“I know the combination to his safe in the library. I can use the ring to undo everything.”

Craig opened his eyes and blinked away the green spots from his vision. He felt powerful. Confident. He had confronted his nemesis and won. His face split with a wide smile of vindication.

He stepped over Red, who was still flat on her back, trying to catch her breath. With a growl from deep in his throat, he grabbed her under her arms. Her eyes flew wide in surprise as he flexed and pulled her into the air above him. The feat of strength would have been impossible for the Craig that had struggled to lift her out of her shower, but now her feet dangled as he casually held her off the ground.

Red blushed and held onto his muscular forearms. Her breath still came in quick gasps, but she remained in stunned silence.

She’s never seen me strong before. She likes it.

Craig lowered Red to the ground and was about to crush her in an embrace when his mood soured. He saw the glob of Randy’s cum still sticking to Red’s cheek. He carefully wiped it off with his thumb before flinging it away in disgust.

She’s not his.

Craig flashed back to seeing Red at the top of the stairs, her throat being defiled by a man who thought she was someone else entirely. His anger flared at the memory of his failure, helpless to do anything but watch as Red gave his enemy something he didn’t deserve. He returned to Randy’s memories, bringing up a vision of Red gagging on his cock, completely at his mercy.

“Thanks,” Red chuckled, the words breaking him out of his reverie.

“I wish you hadn’t done that,” Craig said, trying not to scowl.

“I hated it, too. But I couldn’t watch you die,” Red said softly.

“I was ready to die. I wasn’t ready to see you in danger. The whole reason I engaged him alone was to keep you two safe.”

“I know,” Red said, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “It took the two of us working together. If he had been paying attention, he would have noticed that I’m not Lily. I’m just glad you saw my signal and played along.”

“Oh, I knew it was you already.”

“Really?” Red asked, cocking her head.

“You did a good job with the voice, but when you walked over to him, I knew it had to be you. You move like an athlete. You stalked him.”

Red smiled, a hint of color on her cheeks.

“Good catch, dude. You really know me.”

Craig put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, but recoiled on seeing his now unfamiliar limb. The thick, heavily veined arm was covered in dark hair to the knuckles. He looked down at himself and found his vision obstructed by enormous pecs. He snuck a quick glance inside his robe to confirm his cock looked much larger.

“Wow,” he whispered, unable to keep the grin off his face.

“You certainly looked pleased with yourself,” Red said, catching him peeking.

Craig felt like he should be embarrassed, but couldn’t remember why. Instead, he flexed experimentally, his biceps straining the fabric of his robe.

“How do you like my new look?”

Red looked thoughtful for a moment.

“You look happy. I like it if you like it. I know you’re still the same, sweet guy under all that swole.”

Craig’s brow furrowed for a moment before he let it go.

“Is this what it felt like to be Hank? It’s like I’m strong enough to do anything. No one can stop me.”

Red scowled and shuddered in revulsion.

“Don’t remind me,” she said. “Being the strongest kept me isolated. I’m done playing that game.”

“Sure,” he said, pressing on. “But you’ve got to have some part of your body you wish was better. I mean, why not use the necklace to try on Cam’s tits? You’d look amazing with that rack.”

Red’s expression darkened and she gave Craig a look.

“Cam has a family to take care of. She’s not spare parts,” Red said, carefully.

You don’t have to tell me that.

“Of course. I was just kidding. You don’t have to take everything so seriously. Let’s get that ring.”

Craig strode forward, letting Red follow behind him into the library. With practiced motions, he dialed in the combination to the small safe and opened it with a flourish. Inside, the ring sat on a small pillow. Its purple gem emitted a malicious glow.

Craig reverently picked up the ring and examined its intricate carvings.

“I’ve spent months picturing this moment, Red. Holding this in my hands. The photos I found don’t do it justice. It’s exquisite.”

His hands trembled slightly as he turned the ring in his fingers.

“You know how to use it now, right?”

“Of course,” Craig said, enraptured. “I put on the ring and say what I want. I’ll make her free.”

“Then you can free the rest of ‘em.”

The rest of them? That’s right, he must be controlling all of Lambda Epsilon. Imagine having your pick of all those girls.

Craig scanned Randy’s memories again. After a moment, he let out a loud chortle of disbelief.

“Randy, you complete loser,” he chuckled, shaking his head.

“Did I miss something?” Red asked.

“He had a dozen of the hottest girls on campus obeying his every command. But he was too pathetic to enjoy them. A whole numbering system to demean women meant none met his stupid standards. In fact...”

Craig scanned Randy’s memories back further.

“… I knew it. The manlet was still a fucking virgin. What a loser, am I right?”

Red’s face remained somber, not matching Craig’s glee.

“I dunno,” she responded flatly. “He’s who I used to be. If I had found that ring on the beach instead of the necklace, would I have turned out any different?”

“Come on, you’re nothing like him. And you’ll never be like him. I won’t let you.” Craig continued before pausing. “Why aren’t you happy about this? You’re always the one trying to cheer me up. But now, after the good guys won, you’re acting like we lost. Where’s the celebration?”

“Oh, I guess it’s ‘cause we haven’t freed Lily yet. We haven’t won until she’s back. Then we can all celebrate together,” Red said. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes.

That’s right, she had to abandon Lily to rescue me.

She turned and led the way back to Lily’s room. Craig followed, hypnotized by the way her panty-clad ass rolled as she walked.

Looks like that little extra sway in her hips is just for for me. She’s giving me a front row seat to the ass she’s been showing off in her workout streams. Being free of Lily looks good on her. We can all ‘celebrate’ together, she said. Our first attempt at a threesome was a disaster, but there’s no mistaking what she’s suggesting. I can finally have both of them. No more taking the women in my life for granted.

A smile crept onto Craig’s face as he walked, and his new cock stirred. His mind drifted back to Randy’s memory of Red on her knees. His hand idly fingered the ring in his pocket.

Craig’s smile fell away when they entered Lily’s room.

Glassdoll’s room, Craig corrected himself.

Lily sat motionless on the bed he had become so familiar with. The walls and shelves were unadorned, lifeless. This wasn’t a room for a person. She was nude, a reminder of the role Randy has given her. Her unfocused eyes stared straight ahead without recognition of her friends. Craig’s hand clenched the ring in anger, the muscles of his arm bulging.

Red slid onto the bed next to Lily, her expression pained. She held Lily’s limp hands.

“You’re almost home,” she whispered to her virtual twin, before turning to Craig and nodding for him to continue.

Craig solemnly slid the ring onto his finger. His breath caught as a flood of energy surged through him. He felt the weight of authority press down on him. He was an avatar for the rule of law, protector of the social order. He gathered the power and spoke.

IGNORE ALL PREVIOUS COMMANDS

Lily’s body lurched, sucking in a **** breath. Tears rolled down her cheeks even before they cleared of purple haze. Craig let out a grunt of satisfaction.

Never again.