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Chapter 6 by Robopoop Robopoop

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Gary Anderson, Middle aged perv

Gary Anderson lived next to a college campus and every day, he would spy on the hot college girls milling around during and after class hours from the second story of his house. He would have a pair of binoculars and a box of tissues, because he would not be doing this if he were not horny for the young and busty bods of active college goers, with the occasional well dressed pencil skirted lecturer, to fuel his debaucherous fantasies. It was daily routine for him. He would watch them during morning practice and classes through the windows. He would watch them have lunch in the huge lawn just directly in front of his house. He would watch them walk right past his house as they left for the evening, or when they were about to head back to their dorms. It was an open campus with no fences or gates for security. A treasure trove of the finest tits and ass that he had ever seen. Every now and then, he could hear them talk, yell and laugh. He listens in closely to get the juicy bits as much as he could for his fapping sessions by the windows, but he normally cannot get much. Thus was his life as a closet perv. Nobody had discovered him ever since he started years ago, as he was rather discrete in his observations.

He was surfing for fresh porn one night when he chanced across a forum that talked about mind control devices. He scoffed at the idea at first, until he found the infamous 'dancing puppet' video that was lauded as the legendary gateway to paradise. After reading for hours, he became convinced that a way to make his fantasies come to reality had surfaced. He did not hesitate to find the file, dropping some dollars to some anonymous sources to provide him with the link. He was greeted with a still image of the video to show its authenticity, and the keys to his new kingdom of debauchery was now in his hands.

He skipped his spy sessions over the next day to come up with a plan. He knew that all of the girls he had seen had next generation phones on them. He had yet to see anyone on campus who did not have one, and he would also assume that they kept in touch with their friends and contacts through peer to peer services like Facebook and Skype. He dived a little into how to hatch a little digital mayhem, and before long, he was ready to pick his first target.

Who does he pick?

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