Manipulating Janet further

Janet Connelly (994 Agreeableness Points)

A gain of only one AP. Not surprising considering I only asked her a question.

<750> I don’t think I want you to call Jim right now. I mean, you’re right. The two of you are fighting so it’s probably best if you leave him alone now. You seem eager to please me. Why is that?

The Menu vanished and time resumed. Janet kept slowly stroking his cock. She paused after a moment to bring a hand near her mouth. She pursed her lips and let a glob of saliva ooze out slowly onto her palm. She brought her other hand up and did the same for that one before rubbing her two palms together, creating a soft squishing noise. She returned her hands to his manhood.

“I have a feeling you already know the answer to that question, Kyle,” she whispered, closing her hands around his length.

Kyle groaned as she squeezed him and began jerking him off. Her movements were soft and slow, verging on tender. He supposed he shouldn’t have been surprised. Janet had always been a nurturing person and it seemed that characteristic extended to sex. He wondered what it would be like to have sex with her slowly in the missionary position. Would she try to hug him against her breasts while cooing and whispering sweet nothings into his ear while his cock violated her tight, unprotected pussy?

His manhood twitched, drawing a soft gasp from Janet’s throat. She seemed to remember that she hadn’t actually answered his question and continued to speak.

“I still think you’d like it if I called Jimmy up, but if you’d rather I didn’t that’s fine, too. I know I’m acting a little differently and it must seem like I’d do just about anything to make you happy, but that’s only because I… I love everything about you. You’re such a handsome young man. I’m worried you’ll get tired of an old lady like me and start dating someone your own age.”

She averted her gaze.

“God, I can’t even imagine what you must think of me, the mother of your best friend falling in love with you. Sometimes I wish I were a better person. A better woman wouldn’t be worried about offending you. She’d know just what you wanted and do her best to make sure you got it,” she said so quietly for a moment he thought he imagined her words.

Kyle couldn’t help but grin. God, she sounded so cute when she aired out her insecurities so openly like that. The fact that they hadn’t even existed mere seconds ago only added to his wonderment. From the way Janet spoke, one might have been forgiven for thinking that she’d nurtured such insecurities for a long time, allowing them to fester like an infection inside her until it permeated her very being.

Yet, a few sentences from the Dialogue Menu can do in seconds what years of unfulfilled dreams and desires would struggle to do.

Once again, the inescapable reality of the Menu’s power hit him like a cinder block. This… The Dialogue Menu was dangerous. With enough Agreeableness Points he could make anyone believe anything. Do anything. So far, they’d displayed no defense against it besides the Agreeableness Point system locking out the truly life-changing dialogue options at lower point levels.

Strangers and people I barely know are the safest from its influence. The people I know best seem to have the highest default AP levels, so they’re the most **** to its influence. To me. It’s funny. If this hadn’t been the case, and I could influence any stranger willy-nilly, I probably would have spent a lot of time doing that before I even considered using the Menu on people I care about.

She squeezed his dick.

“Hey. Are you okay? Have I… have I said something wrong?”

Kyle looked at Janet and found her staring back at him. Her eyes were wide with worry. Her cheeks were flushed a faint red that contrasted starkly with her pale skin.

He shook his head, realizing he’d forgotten to activate the Dialogue Menu only after he’d started to assuage her concerns.

“No, not at all. I was just thinking about us. We’ve had a pretty unconventional relationship so far, haven’t we? For most of the time we’ve known each other, you’ve just been my best friend’s mom to me and I’ve been your son’s best friend. Did you know I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time? It’s one of the reasons I’ve always loved coming here,” he said, while inwardly he considered a strange thought that popped into his mind, but he couldn’t seem to shake.

How strange. I don’t seem to gain any AP from talking to people without using the Menu, so why do I have high Agreeableness Points with people like Mom and Janet to begin with? Did the Menu just measure how… “close” I was with a person before assigning Agreeableness Point values on that basis or is there something more to it? I really wish the Menu came with an in-depth instruction manual.

Janet gave a relieved chuckle, seemingly taking his words at face value.

“Oh, well that’s good to hear. Does that mean I can count on you to come over more often? Like I said before, I don’t mind having sex with you whenever you want. All you need to do is ask.”

This time Kyle remembered to summon the Menu before he replied.

Janet Connelly (995 Agreeableness Points)

It didn’t take long for him to find a dialogue option that suited him.

<900> Really? You’ll have sex with me anytime I want?

The Menu fizzled away and time resumed its normal pace.

Janet nodded enthusiastically. She crossed her arms beneath her huge soft tits, pushing them upward.

“Of course I will! I already told you I’m in love with you. If letting you… letting you have sex with me anytime you want is something I have to do to get you to realize that, I’m more than happy to do it.”

W-wow. Anytime I want? I can… wow.

The teenager’s throat suddenly went dry. It wasn’t everyday that a well-endowed, very adult woman offered her body to an eighteen year-old.

He’d had a variety of new experiences in the past two days, but beautiful, voluptuous, unattainable Janet Connelly promising him sex on demand certainly took the cake.

His cock throbbed heavily, drawing the blonde MILF’s hungry gaze. She chewed her lower lip sexily.

Kyle cleared his throat before calling the Menu once more. Time stilled, and he took a few timeless moments to ogle Janet’s magnificent body before picking a dialogue option that suited his interests.

Janet Connelly (996 Agreeableness Points)

<875> It really doesn’t bother you, having sex with your son’s best friend? Aren’t you worried about Jim finding out and hating you for it?

She shook her head.

“No. I think I already told you that used to be something I worried about. For the longest time, my feelings for you ate at me. I used to feel so guilty for feeling the way I did. But, um,” she trailed off, looking him up and down. Her eyes drank in his body hungrily, like he was the most attractive man she had ever seen. He wondered if this was how popular male celebrities felt when women saw them and dreamed of being with them. It was a heady feeling and an entirely unfamiliar one. He wasn’t used to being desired. He thought he’d gotten a taste of it with Danielle, but their interactions together had never gone past innocent flirting, aside from the kiss he’d commanded her to give him. His lips curled upwards when he remembered the feeling of her soft lips on his. The taste of faint strawberries as he tongue probed at his lips. He wasn’t naïve enough not to realize there was an attraction between them, but it felt very different from the way Janet was looking at him. At the very least, Danielle’s interest in him hadn’t been overtly sexual or obsessive in nature.

Janet shook her body slightly, letting her last words hang. Her movement Kyle’s gaze to her large tits. They jiggled enticingly. Janet smiled proudly and basked in his attention like a reptile in morning sunlight.

“You like my boobs, don’t you? It’s okay, don’t be shy. I catch a lot of Jimmy’s friends staring at me every now and then. It always bothered me a little, but you’re the only one who never made me feel gross or awkward when you did it. In fact, I used to wear tight, somewhat revealing outfits whenever I knew you were going to be around. I think I really liked it when you looked at me.”

Kyle’s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to speak, but Janet beat him to it.

“It’s okay, shhhh. I said I don’t mind. You can touch them if you want. I love it when you put your hands on me. Did I ever tell you that?”

He shook his head robotically. Suddenly, he found it very difficult to think.

Janet smiled cutely, emboldened by his nonverbal answer.

“No? That’s my mistake then. Here,” she grabbed one of Kyle’s hands with her own, leaving one hand on his cock to jerk him idly. She placed his hand on her breast. Her titflesh was soft and warm and he couldn’t help but grope it reflexively. “Aw. It seems like you really enjoy touching my breasts. Well, don’t be shy. You can feel them as much as you want.”

Kyle nodded dumbly.

“R-really?” he asked. He kept squeezing her big, soft boob. “As much as I want?”

Janet’s smile widened. She looked like a merchant who realized she had caught the interest of a customer.

“Mhm. As much as you want. Why don’t you start using your other hand, too? My breasts are kind of big, so there’s plenty to go around.”

"Kind of big?" They’re probably the largest pair I’ve ever seen in person aside from Mom’s.

“They are pretty big. You must be used to guys staring at them. I’m actually surprised you haven’t been dating anyone lately. You’re very attractive,” Kyle muttered quietly. He moved his other hand to grab her free breast. He started kneading her breasts, alternating between squeezing them, rubbing them, and shaking them. He tried poking them with his fingers and watched with no small amount of joy as her soft boobs yielded to his touch.

“I suppose,” she replied. “After Thomas… after my husband…”

She swallowed audibly.

“After Jim’s dad left,” Kyle finished her sentence for her.

Kyle barely remembered the man. His mind conjured up images of a tall, burly man with sandy blond hair and the scent of lit cigarettes. He’d divorced Janet, abandoning her and Jim around a decade ago, not long after Kyle and Jim first became friends. Janet had done her best to raise Jim as a single mother. Her parents had left her a small fortune, so that had helped a lot, and she made a decent living as an editor for a book publishing company.

I don’t think Janet ever told me why her husband left. I mean, not that that’s the sort of thing you’d ever discuss with your son’s childhood friend. I wonder if Jim even knows. He almost never talks about his dad.

Janet grimaced.

“I tried dating other men after the divorce, but it was… difficult. You have to understand. Jim’s father was the first and only man I ever loved. Oh, I wasn’t oblivious to how men saw me, but I was worried they’d be just like he was. I was afraid they’d stay with me until they got what they wanted and then they’d leave. I didn’t want to go through that again and I couldn’t subject Jimmy to that. So… I just put romance on hold for a while.”

Her lips twitched upwards slightly.

“But then you grew up and everything changed.”

Kyle blinked. He kept playing with Janet’s breasts as she slowly stroked his cock with one hand. She didn’t seem like she was trying to get him off. It was like she was trying to keep him hard as if in preparation for something else.

“I grew up?” he said.

“You grew up,” she repeated herself. Her eyes grew wet. “As you grew older, it became harder and harder not to notice the kind of man you were becoming. You were always very mature for your age. It’s strange. When I talk to you, I don’t feel like I’m having a discussion with someone my son’s age. In some ways, I think you’re more mature than I am. Oh, don’t give me that look. You think I don’t notice how Jimmy talks about how smart you are? You have a bright future ahead of you, I know it!”

Kyle felt himself blush. Intellectually, he’d always known he’d been a good student, but no one had ever really praised him for it aside from his teachers, and their opinions matter all that much to him. To hear Janet say such things felt like an affirmation of everything he’d accomplished; recognition of all the work he had ever done. He didn’t care what a lot of people felt or thought, but he found himself hanging on Janet’s words.

“You really think so? Mom keeps saying if I let myself think that, I’ll stop working hard. Like my future is something that isn’t guaranteed. Sometimes I feel like no matter what I do, I’ll never make her proud of me.”

Janet’s gaze hardened.

“Your mom said that?” she asked disbelievingly, her voice quavering with anger. “The absolute nerve of that woman! She has no idea how good she has it! If I had a son like you, I’d be the proudest mother in the world! I’d be doing whatever I could to make you realize how proud you made me. I ought to call her now and give her a piece of my mind!”

Kyle stared at her. His mouth opened and closed. He couldn’t think of anything to say in reply, so he summoned the Dialogue Menu again. Time stopped and he felt as if all of his senses were muted except for sight.

I don’t know why I keep forgetting to use it. I need to build up my AP with Janet and the only way I know how to do that is by picking dialogue options in the Menu.

Janet Connelly (997 Agreeableness Points)

Now I need to think about what to say. Janet’s words… they weren’t what I expected to hear. No one’s ever said they were proud of me like that before. How do I ever respond to that? Should I thank her? Somehow that seems inadequate compared to what she said.

The Menu shifted. Blue text depicting countless dialogue options filled his vision.

<1> Thanks, Mrs. Connelly.

<1> That means a lot to me, Janet. Thank you.

He bade the Menu to scroll down. It shifted again in response.

<150> What sort of things could you do to show me how proud you are?

<150> Would I really have made you the most proud mother in the world?

Let’s scroll down further. I want to see the options that have AP requirements on the higher side. At least 700, where the meatier options seem to be.

The blue text sentences shifted upward so fast they became a blur. Eventually, they stopped.

<725> Do you ever wish you’d been my mother?

<725> Right back at you. If you’d been my mom, you’d have made me the most proud son in the world.

If time were still flowing, he would have smiled.

I really like that second option. Is there a way I can modify it somehow to get Janet to wish she’d been my mother? I feel like that’d be pretty hot, especially since she’s in love with me now. I wonder how she’ll reconcile those feelings with her desire to be with me romantically.

The Menu adjusted itself, rearranging the dialogue option to suit its master’s wishes.

<900> Right back at you. If you’d been my mom, you’d have made me the most proud son in the world. Hearing that will help you realize that from the moment you met me, you’ve secretly wished I’d been your son.

He selected the option and time resumed.

Janet gasped. She swallowed audibly and licked her plush blowjob lips.

“My god, y-you’re right. All this time, I’ve tried to look after you. It’s because I wish I’d given birth to you and raised you and loved you like you deserve. And, it’s so sweet of you to say you’d have been proud of me. I know you’re just trying to be nice, but I like hearing it just the same. I wish Jimmy were even half as nice to me as you are,” she said. Her voice exuded maternal warmth, but her body language remained sensual. She didn’t try to hide her breasts, her pussy or her wide, childbearing hips. If anything, she seemed pleased that he enjoyed her voluptuous, soft body.

She didn’t try to stop him from playing with her breasts and her hand remained on his cock, slowly jerking him off. The contrast between the sexual nature of their relationship and the sheer nurturing warmth being exuded by her excited him. She shouldn’t have been acting this way. It was wrong, even if they weren’t blood related. But he loved it. He wanted more of it. To experience it every time they were together. He couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if he brought Janet home with him and finally gained control over his own mother. He could have the two of them be nurturing maternal figures who’d do whatever he wanted sexually. The prospect was too appetizing to ignore. There was just the issue of dealing with Jim. He wouldn’t like it if his mother spent more time with Kyle than him. He’d have to deal with him somehow as well as make Janet willing to spend time away from her son.

The Menu winked into existence in front of him.

Janet Connelly (999 Agreeableness Points)

999. I’m almost there. One more dialogue option and I’ll be able to give her that obedience command, and she’ll belong to me. I suppose it’d be fitting if I made her last command before then something that made her care less about Jim and more about me.

<985> Jim hasn’t been a good son to you, has he? He doesn’t love or appreciate you like you deserve. You’ve raised him by yourself all these years and all he does is take you for granted. You’re tired of it, and that’s why you wish I’d been your son. I wouldn’t have taken you for granted like Jim does. Our love would have been something pure that transcended whatever love you ever had for Jim. Having realized that, you now know you love me more than you love Jim.

An hour ago, he would have hesitated before giving Janet the command. It would likely reshape her life to its very foundations and damage his best friend’s relationship with his mother. But he wanted her. He wanted her like he wanted his own mother. He wanted her so badly that he’d do anything to have her, and it just so happened that he had access to a power that allowed him to possess her for his own. Nothing could stop him except himself, and the voice in the back of his mind that kept whispering to him that what he was doing was wrong had grown quiet. After all, he’d probably done enough with the Menu that he was already beyond redemption. Even if he reversed all the changes he’d made, he’d still **** Janet to have to have sex with him. He’d made her lick his cum from her own kitchen floor. As it stood, if Hell existed, he was probably already going there.

I also manipulated Mom and I fully intend to keep doing that until she’s mine mentally and sexually. I don’t care if she’s my mother. In fact, that turns me on. She’s so fucking hot and I’d never be able to stand looking at her absolutely amazing body and not being able to touch her any way I want, whenever I want. And I want to bring her down a few pegs, turn all the authority she has over me on its head. Compared to that, what’s making Jim’s mom love me more at his expense? I’m not a good person. I probably never was.

Mind made up, he chose the option. Time started to pass again.

Janet nodded numbly. Her brilliant green eyes stared at him, glimmering so lovingly a chill ran down his spine. He’d never had anyone look at him like Janet was. It was a heady feeling, to have the power to diminish a mother’s love for her own son and redirect it towards him.

“You’re right,” she whispered, but in the relative quiet of her home she may as well have shouted it. “Jimmy hasn’t been a good son. I’ve tried my best to raise him without his father, but he doesn’t seem to appreciate the efforts I’ve made to give him a decent upbringing. You’re probably right when you say he doesn’t love me. It hurts like hell and it’d probably be the **** of me if not for you, Kyle. I love you so much. You have no idea how badly I wish I’d been able to raise you instead of Jim.”

He pinched her nipples. She drew a sharp, pained breath, but didn’t admonish him for hurting her. Instead, she smirked.

“You appreciate me, don’t you, Kyle? You wouldn’t take me for granted like Jimmy does all the time.”

“You know I wouldn’t,” Kyle smirked back at her. His heart thudded heavily in his chest. Janet took a step closer. Their faces were almost touching.

“I’d kiss you right now, but I think you’d want me to wash my mouth out first,” she said.

Kyle nodded sheepishly.

“Yeah, probably. I’m not really a fan of the idea of tasting my own ejaculate. That doesn’t bother you, does it?”

Janet shook her head.

“No, not at all. You’re perfect, Kyle and I love you more than anything. There’s nothing you could do that would ever bother me.”

Kyle swallowed.

“Nothing?” he croaked, his throat suddenly dry.

Her smile widened.

“Nothing,” she repeated. “Unless you left me, of course. Then I’d be devastated. But I doubt you’d ever do that so it’s not even worth thinking about.”

“What if the only reason you feel this way is because I brainwashed you into loving me more than your own son?”

Janet raised a blonde eyebrow. She tightened her hand around his cock and began jerking him more earnestly now.

“I think I’d know if I was brainwashed,” she said in a deadpan voice.

“Yeah, you think so?” he asked.

She nodded.

“Mhm. My feelings for you are real. More real than anything I’ve ever felt. I’m happy now. Happy and content with the knowledge that you finally know how much I love you. I’m not brainwashed or anything as silly as that. I’m the exact opposite. I’m free. More free than I’ve ever been in my entire life. I just want to be with you. I want to take care of you. And I…”

She trailed off as she squeezed his cockhead. A dollop of pre-cum oozed out of his cockslit. Janet ran a thumb over it before reaching her hand to her mouth. Her tongue darted out from her lips, licking the fluid from her finger. Her green eyes glimmered deviously as she watched his dumbfounded expression. She moaned softly, swirling her tongue in her mouth for a few moments before swallowing.

H-holy fuck.

“Mmmm. Yummy,” she muttered almost breathlessly. “You taste so good, sweetie. Do you mind if I give you another blowjob? I want you to fill my mouth with your cum again.”

Kyle’s lips curled upwards.

“You really like the taste of it, don’t you?”

Janet nodded.

“I do. It’s better than pretty much any food or drink I’ve ever had.”

Kyle smiled.

“So you wish I was your son, yet you want to give me a blowjob and swallow more of my cum?”

“That’s right,” Janet said softly. “Does that bother you at all? I know most people would probably think it was disgusting and wrong.”

Kyle shook his head.

“No. I don’t care what most people think. In my opinion, if you think of me like a son, there’s still no reason you can’t also have sex with me.”

Janet giggled happily.

“Thank you. You have no idea how relieving it is to hear you say that.”

She returned her hand to his cock and began stroking him again.

“So, can I suck your dick again, or do you want to do something else with me? We can have sex on my bed again, and now that my unappreciative son is out of the house, we can be as loud as you want. What do you think?”

Kyle’s cock throbbed. He wanted nothing more now than to let Janet give him a blowjob. Maybe he’d fuck her again afterward, but he felt like relaxing and letting her do her best to please him after all he’d done. He also wanted to see if her newfound love for him affected how she gave blowjobs. Would she be even more focused on bringing him pleasure now? He couldn’t wait to find out, but there was one thing he promised himself he would do first.

Time stopped. The Menu’s translucent blue text appeared in front of him. It seemed to know exactly what he wanted this time.

Janet Connelly (1005 Agreeableness Points)

<1000> I think that sounds great, Janet, but there’s something you need to know, first: You love obeying me so much it turns you on whenever I tell you to do something. Not only that, you know I make better decisions for you than you do, and you love that too.

He chose the option immediately. Time resumed and as he felt his voice speak that unintelligible gibberish, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was stepping into an entirely new world.

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