Everything is better with Chocolate part 2 The family across the street (mind control, hypnosis, male dominate, nanites, bimbofication)

Disclaimer: all of the characters are 18 years old or older at the time of the story.

Nancy Topin grew up across the street from Rachel. Neither really knows how long they have known each other. They had been together in kindergarten all the way through finishing university. The even met their husbands on the same night

Nancy had been Rachel’s wedding party and Rachel in her’s. Nancy was the godmother to Rachel’s twins. She stayed with Rachel when her husband died from cancer. Rachel stayed with Nancy and her adopted daughter Randi when Nancy’s husband died in that car crash. Nancy loved Rachel like family. Neither Rachel or Nancy had dated since their husbands died it was too hard. They had taken to going out once a week for a drink together.

“Rachel? ... Rachel? Are you awake? How are the twins?” Nancy called out entering the dark house from the kitchen door. Nancy sighed disappointed, she wore this new green dress especially for their drink. She just wanted to check on Rachel, give her happy birthday hugs, then go home and go to bed.

Nancy was 55 years old like Rachel. About 5'5" without her heels. She had shoulder length grey hair, her bangs brushed the top of her glasses. She had taken up yoga with Randi, her adopted daughter a sophomore at the local college. She was tall and lean with breasts that had a little sag in them to her dismay.

Rachel’s house was dark. She assumed they were partied out and went to bed? The only light was over the kitchen table. Half of chocolate cake sat on the table, it seemed to shimmer under the light. It looked amazing. It smelled like chocolate with a dusting of cinnamon. Nancy cut herself a piece of cake and ate it. Nacy consideres it a small price for missing their birthday drink.

Steven woke with a start to the nanites alerting him to a new unit that just came online. Steven gave the mental command to this new until to stand at attention then freeze in place. He was still in the comfy chair while family if you could still call them that were asleep around him in the fetal position on the living room carpet.

As Steven entered the kitchen he saw her standing there with a smudge of chocolate on her lips. Nancy was Steve’s first crush. She was always around the house when he was growing up. Her husband was a truck driver and was on the road for long stretches.They had been on a mock date when he was 12. She treated it as a real date and she allowed him to kiss her on the cheek.

Now she was his as much and as long as he wanted. Steven had Nancy stand then strip. Something he had pictured in his head most of his teen years. He took in her curves running his eyes up and down her body. Her breasts had started to sag with age and the thick bush between her legs matched the same grey on her head. Her beautiful blue eyes stared ahead seeing nothing.

“enhance, improve, obey” Steven said with a smile.

Nancy’s body lurched forward like it was struck by lightning as the namiteX went to work. Her body was already lean but now it was tone. The sag in her breasts melted away and became firm with her nipples hardening. Steven watched as steam escaped her pours as the nanites purged the heat from their work.. Her hair went from grey to the lush brown he remembered from his childhood. Her breasts firmed and her nipples stood erect. The thick bush between her legs was sculpted into a neatly trimmed landing strip by an invisible razor. Nancy looked 25 and in her prime.

Steven walked around this new Nancy. She was as beautiful as he remembered In his youth. The difference is she totally belonged to him as long as he wanted.

“What is your name?” Steven asked testing his newes puppet. “Nancy” she replied void of emotion.“and who do you belong to?” Steven asked with a sly smile. He walked closer to his new creation and traced his finger down her arm, feeling the tone and firmness of her skin. Nancy’s eyes followed his finger and she replied with the same emotionless tone, “You, master.”

Steven felt a sense of power and satisfaction wash over him. He now had complete control over these women, these puppets. They existed solely to please him and fulfill his every desire. He couldn’t help but think of the possibilities and experiments he could conduct with them. He would run them through their paces, a full product test.

In the pocket of Nancy’s green dress, her phone buzzed to life, a text message from Randi. “Hey Mom, how is Aunt Rachel? I texted her happy birthday. See you at home, when you wake up tomorrow morning” was Randi’s message.

Steven took the phone and quickly replied “just finishing up with Rachel, I will bring you home cake”

Nancy’s mind raced to recall the person named Randi, the memories were there, but it was like trying to see through a fog. She knew the name, but the details were fuzzy. “Yes, I know Randi. She’s my adopted daughter,” Nancy mumbled, still in a trance-like state.

“Silly puppet. Puppets don’t have children. They just obey. You are puppet. Do you have a daughter?” Steven asked his words like a blanket smothering her mind.

Nancy’s head began to throb as she fought to recall what he was talking about. She knew she had a daughter, but the memories were slippery, just out of reach.

“Randi is my daughter. I adopted her. She lives with me. I am her mother,” Nancy said, her words slow and deliberate as she tried to hold on to her memories. The more she spoke, the more her mind cleared. She felt like she was waking up from a dream, struggling to remember what was real and what wasn’t.

But Steven’s words brought everything back into focus. “Nancy, I’m sorry this is just a malfunction. Puppets don’t have children. You are a puppet. You are mistaken. Isn’t that right?” Steven said more forcefully.

Nancy quivered for a minute. The battle in her head raged on. Then she sighed deeply and her body became ridged. The battle was over Steven and the nanites were too strong.

Nancy’s words became softer and weaker “Yes, I’m sorry, Master. I am mistaken. I do not have a daughter. Puppets don’t have children they just obey” Nancy smiled blissfully. Steven smiled back and walked around her again, taking in her new appearance.

Her glasses were crooked on her face from when her head lurched during the transformation. Her now brown bangs brushed the top of her glasses. "Get dressed and wait for instruction" Steven offered. Nancy moved oddly like a marionette. She slipped on the dress again but it now lack the room in the front with her plump breasts.

Steven cut a slice of cake, put it in a small Tupperware container, before taking Nancy by the hand and walked across the street to Nancy’s house to set the trap.

As he left he sent commands to his family. As he and Nancy walked by they stood up and started to stand at attention and await their next instructions upon his return.

Randi Topin grabbed her clutch and stepped out of the Uber. The house was dark but her mom's car was parked. She must have gone to bed.

Randi was a good daughter and student had made the dean’s list her freshman year and was on her way for her sophomore year as well. Her late adopted father would be proud. He had been her driving force before his death a few years back. She didn't know or remember her birth parents in South Korea and honestly didn't care, Nancy and Tim were the only parents she needed. After her father died in that car crash, her mother had just taken to going out with auntie Rachel from across the street. Since the twins moved out Randi and Nancy hung out with Rachel and Tracy.

Randi was 5'6", plump and curvy with chin length jet black hair. She wore a sleeveless button up blouse that made her cleavage the star of the show, with black linen pants and sandals.

Randi entered the house a quiet as she could. She went in the kitchen there was a piece of 3 layer chocolate cake in a Tupperware container. She eagerly popped the plastic top and could instantly smell the chocolate and cinnamon. Was it shimmering in the light? Randi shook her head she must still be buzzing from the drink at the club and her friend’s joint.

When she was done with the decedent desert she started to walk off to bed a little wobbly but still... still ... still good. There was a strange buzzing in her head.

It was faint at first but then grew louder and more persistent. Randi shrugged it off as a side effect of the partying and the cake. She had always been sensitive to cinnamon.

Randi reached the stairs and started to climb up to her room. The buzzing got louder and she stumbled, catching herself on the railing. She felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

“Randi, is that you?” a woman’s voice called out from the living room. "Fuck what was she doing up still?" She asked herself. Randi turn and went back downstairs.

As Randi entered the living room she saw a man sitting in her father’s chair. A woman with dark brown hair, glasses, and her mother’s green dress stood behind him. The woman stared reverently at the man like he was a celebrity or something like a god.

“Nancy? Do you know this woman?” The man asked the woman in the green dress. The woman looked up for a second at Randi then sighed bored then returned her gaze to the man. “No master this is my first time seeing this woman” she purred.

“Mom? Is that you? What happened to you?” Randi asked. The woman looked a little younger than when she did when she adopted her. Different somehow. Her voice was the same, there was no mistaking that.

“silly girl, puppets don’t have children. Isn’t that right Nancy?” The man asked with a sly smile. Nancy looked up again, clearly annoyed someone was taking her attention off her master.

“Yes, master, puppets do not have children. She is clearly mistaken” she said with a bored dismissive monotone voice.

Randi looked back and forth between her mother and the strange man, her eyes wide with confusion. “What’s going on? Who is this man? What have you done to my mother?” She demanded to know, with tears running down her face.

“The same thing I am going to do to you.” Then man said then “obey, upgrade, enhance”

At the man’s command Randi’s body started shaking violently, dropping her to her knees. Her hair grew and cascaded down her shoulders. When her hair stopped growing, neon pink highlights filled in at the ends. The fat around her face seemed to disappear and her body became tanned and tone. Steam escaped her body. As sudden as it started it was over. Randi stood up, her linen pants slid down her legs. Randi looked like a model, perfection as only the naniteX could provide.

Her clothes hung off her her new almost Amazon frame. She breathed raggedly as if it was her first time.

By the second her personal memories faded replaced with a devout obedience to the man in the chair, her master. “And who do we have here” the man her master asked. “R… R… Randi, master” she replied.

“Well Ms Randi do you know the woman standing behind me?” Her master asked. Randi looked at the woman, she thought she had seen her before but as soon as that idea appeared, it faded into nothingness.

All that remained was a sense of familiarity, a gut feeling of knowing. But it was like attempting to grab smoke—just out of reach. Her mind focused on her master. “No sir, never before this moment .” she said, her voice no longer her own. It was rushed, husky, and wanting.

Nancy looked up bored. Why did her master need another doll? Wasn’t she enough? Nancy walked around this new woman, this Randi as if inspecting her. Unimpressed she walked back to her master.

Steven smiled his nanites were a success. He would need to buy them new clothes that fit. They couldn't show up to be put on display in ill fitting outfits. He couldn’t have them walking around like that either they would draw too much attention. New clothing? Fuck, that would cut into his budget.

Steven had to be careful, what if someone found one of his pupprys and the nanites in their system. It would be a PR nightmare.

The world of science was fickle and the press would tear him apart for experimenting on humans without their knowledge or consent. He would be labeled a monster, a mad scientist. Steven was no madman; he was a genius with a clear vision to change the world for the better.

As he started to leave the house with his new puppets, his phone beeped with a text message.

Gram: Stevey, I have been trying to reach your mom and sister. They won't answer.

Steven: I think Mom went out with Nancy, I haven't seen Lisa.

Gram: they promised me birthday cake. Ok sweety. Call me later.I love you

Fuck, fuck, fuck! Steven hung up.he had totally forgotten about her. He would worry about that if he had to.

End, for now.

Thank you for reading

-Jmo