Chapter 26
by 
FINN 0815
What's next?
A warm hug from Mother
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Message from the author: Yeah... so... If it hadn't been for the poll on Ryan where you decided on a path I didn't expect, I'd be worried that I was influencing you somehow. Subconsciously perhaps? I don't have an MCD I swear! Or you're just nice, warm-hearted people with good minds. I'd like that. In any case, let me tell you, the decision to be nice to Rose was the only time I was really on one side and you really saved my ass back then.
But yes, we stand united in this very clear decision. Of course, there will be spankings, I just want to write that, and also a few tears, especially because Tammy will find it hard to give up her role just like that, but in the end she will be a sweet and proper good little girl for her caring daddy. I'm already looking forward to the next chapter and somehow have to write another chapter from her POV.
Oh and remember I said 85 votes is my absolute best poll result?
Now, please enjoy...
Chapter 25
Satisfied, I look at the bowl, filled to the brim with delicious stew, and wonder if I've forgotten anything.
"Oh yess." I quickly pull out the MCD and see what's new about my mother. A new message has appeared under her profile and the progression score.
Michelly Lynchwood. Progression Score Assistance
From a PS of +0, the Progression Score Assistant is activated. From now on, the subject experiences physical arousal as long as they behave according to the path. This feature can be switched on and off as desired and combined with the associated perks. From a PS of +0, the subject likely understands that they are being manipulated and can freely decide how they react to it.
Michelle Lynchwood. PS +1
That makes sense, of course. Rose reacts differently to the changes I make than other women in my family, and the PS does not indicate that resistance decreases as the PS increases. Maybe resistance will even increase the further I steer my family towards my goal. So far, I have only been able to gain a few points in the first few attempts, then, whenever I knew how to treat them, several points. As for Mom, after the initial shock, she withdrew, hid in her room and isolated herself from me as much as possible. A good tactic to prevent me from forcing her to behave in a way that increases her PS.
Well, not anymore. I click on the MCD and activate her Progression Score Assistant. And avoiding me won't work anymore either.
This is my house now.
And in my house, I don't have to knock on any doors. I can't do that with a bowl of stew in my hand either.
But even if I could, if I had done it, I wouldn't be surprised by the sight that greets me.
There is Mom, slumped over, in front of her bed, not on it. Her bare legs are spread, her pink and black silky nightgown pulled up above her belly button, one of her breasts hanging out and being deformed by her hand while the other blocks my view between her legs. Her black panties hang tight between them, wet and useless. With her hair in her face, I see her whole body trembling as she rams and pumps her fingers wildly into her overflowing cunt. Her whimpers escape her lips as her face twists and her sweaty skin glistens in the light of the street lamps shining through the window.
How long have we been eating? An hour? She must have been at the limit for a long time, at the magical 95% that brings her so close, so close she can almost taste it, the sweet release. Just one more small step, just a little faster, a little harder rub over her clit. Just a little deeper inside herself, change the angle a little and then…
Nothing.
Maybe masturbation is the only thing she can do to distract herself from her transformation. Maybe it just turns her on to be dominated by me.
"Are you horny for me little puppy?"
Gasp! Whine! Her hand darts away from her opening and I see thick drops flying through the air, then she presses her thighs together so tightly that they could split a coconut between them. But it's too late. Her son caught her finger banging her twat. And there's no room for lies anymore.
"Yes." Her eyes widen as I grin. **** Honesty is not omnipotent. I actually quickly looked at the FAQs in the kitchen and know that I practically have to know what I'm asking. It doesn't help if I ask her to reveal her biggest secret. I can't ask if I can't pinpoint it. But I can ask other things.
"You want me to fuck you?"
This time she doesn't say anything but uses a second hand to hold her mouth shut. Then she nods and her tortured moan still penetrates her fingers.
Compassionately, I put the bowl down on her expensive oak desk where she is working while her eyes follow me. It feels good to be able to walk around her sacred room like the master of the house. Like her owner. I stop in the room, turn to her and point to my leg.
"Heel."
Michelle Lynchwood. +1 (PS +2)
And she obeys. Her nightgown slides back down over her bottom as her wet fingers and tense knees dig into the soft carpet. Then she sits down in front of me, her breasts pressed together by her arms, and stares at me with big, faithful eyes. She quickly lowers her head as I kneel in front of her, but then she whimpers needily as my fingers go back under her chin to her neck and pet her.
"Good girl," I whisper and her eyes look at me helplessly and lost. The dynamic of our relationship changed forever. I can still see her, my mother, adopted, who for some reason made my life hell. But she is hidden, I have to strain to see her under the good little puppy, confused and lost in a world that is far too big. She needs me. Her owner. And she knows that no one will save her.
As her tears wet my wrists like warm water, she accepts her new role in life that she couldn't get out of her head.
"I can't cum owner," she whimpers. "My head is spinning. Everything is so... overwhelming. I... I just want to cum and..."
She lets me lead her without resistance, lifts her front paws from the carpet as I pull her towards me and place my lips on hers.
She returns the kiss and with her submission turns a short, calming peck into a hot makeout session. Her sobs increase when she realizes that she is kissing her son, but I don't let go of her head, hold her to me and lick her lips. When we separate, her sobs stop and a needy whimper can be heard as she also licks her quivering lips. As if in a dream, her eyes open and look into my face.
I won. Mom belongs to me. From now on she accepts her role and I can think about what it takes to introduce my mom to my family as a puppy... But not now. Now?
Now I want to fuck.
"Sit." With her legs bent, Michelle obeys immediately and looks up at me as if I were her god. "Good girl." And with big eyes and the tip of her wet tongue poking out between her teeth, she watches as I begin to undress. "You wanna come?"
"Yes owner, I want to come. Please make me come. Please let me..." Her eyes fall on my stiff cock, which is rock hard in front of her face. In the meantime, I deactivate her orgasm block and put the MCD on the desk next to the bowl of stew.
"You can't come because you're repressing your true destiny," I explain to her. "You can't stop it. You're afraid of it. That's normal. But it will happen, puppy.” My mother watches motionless as I bend her over me and pull her nightgown off her shoulders. Her weak body makes it easy for me to take ir off and soon we are both naked.
Mother and son, puppy and owner.
“It is not a punishment for you to behave like a dog. You can’t fight it.”
“I can’t take it anymore,” she admits. “What you are doing to me… You are changing me and… I can’t… I can’t stand this anymore. Finn I… I wanted to fight but...”
“Accept it,” I advise her, and I mean it. “You want to give up control.”
“Yes.” This time she admits it immediately and moans, courtesy of the App's features.
“It’s better this way. Let your owner make the decisions.”
“Yes, owner.” She squirms while her body is bombarded with happy hormones and tingling in her cunt.
“Let your son lead the family.”
“Yessssaaah...” She looks at me as I pull the black panties off her knees and look at her parted, wet, red and throbbing pussy. I’ll be there in a minute.
“Enjoy it.” That goes for both of us. Then I put mom in position, doggy style, what else? Her legs spread of their own accord, her swollen labia revealing her hole. “I’m here for you.”
“Thank you, owner.”
“Just one last thing,” I say as the tip of my cock slides between her labia. Michelle starts to shake hard and I can hardly wait to fuck the second woman in my family. “Say it. Say what you are.”
No hesitation.
“I’m your little puppy. You're my owner and you own me. I’m your good lippe puppy girl owner.”
Michelle Lynchwood. +4 (PS +6)
“And what does an owner do with his puppy?” What are you doing here? Fuck her already!
“Whatever the owner wants. Owner commands. Puppy obeys.” This is so gooood!
“Bark for me puppy.” Do it! Now! Bark for me so I can fuck you!
“Arf! Arf!”
Michelle Lynchwood. +2 (PS +8)
“Again Puppy!”
"Arf! Arf! Araaah!"
Tight, wet and willing. No resistance of any kind.
Mom comes the second my cock sinks into her overflowing pussy.
And it's wonderful.
I'm immediately greeted by her walls that wrap around me like a warm, welcoming hug and hold my cock in their wet, slippery embrace. She makes all kinds of noises. Squeals, pants, whines, just like human words, moaning and begging. Her roles are in her head, fighting against each other, mother and puppy, but my cock in her pussy keeps her life in order.
"Be happy" I gasp without slowing down. On the contrary. Mom is so scorching and wet and god damn horny, I can't help but let go too. How stupid was I to delay the hug I've been missing for so long? We're finally close.
My cock is the leash that binds Michelle to me and I really, like really don't care that I'm fucking my mom.
"Good puppy," I moan and hold her by her hips, grabbing her hard and pounding her harder.
"Yes Whine... Yes! Good Puppy! Arf! Arf! Your good Puppy owner! Arf!" She is so happy to be fucked and owned and I can't help but smile in relief. Fuck it fucking her. Me and Mom are close again! Fuck yes! And if I have to fuck her for it, then I will happily do it every fucking day!
"Now you can be nice and friendly," I praise her. "I own you."
"Yes! Thank you owner! Thank you for owning me!"
Michelle Lynchwood. +2 (PS +10)
"Fuck puppy, I'm coming!" I have no idea if anyone can hear us. I don't care either. "I'm cumming!" I've already decorated her body with my cum twice. Once on her back, once on her face. Michelle came... often.
She shudders on my cock and her own orgasm makes her so damn tight. Luckily she only gave birth to two children. If only I and Rose had come out of her too... When my cock explodes in my adopted mother and turns her inner walls white, I am happy for the first time to be part of this family, to be the son of Michelle Lynchwood.
"Oooowneeeeaaah!" Double orgasm. Michelle is in heaven. Her arms shake hard under my thrusts that don't let up. Her pussy is too perfect, my cock doesn't want to leave her and the thick drops of cunt nectar mixed with white cum drip down her thighs. I fuck Mom until her orgasm has passed, then she collapses on the floor, her breasts flattened on the soft carpet and I let my hands slide over her sweaty, hot back as her body sinks to the floor. My cock slowly slides out of her, still hard and stiff, and as my tip leaves her, a drop splashes onto her perfect, quivering ass.
Shit. I actually wanted to come on her ass but... I'll deal with that later.
For now, I go next to Michelle, lean on the bed and pull her head onto my lap. Half asleep, her tongue twitches out of her mouth and licks my sensitive tip while she makes animal noises and I stroke her head.
"Wakey wakey," I say again, but this time puppy mom beams at me full of love and affection. "You haven't eaten anything today," I say, waking Michelle from her cum haze. On wobbly paws, she sits down on her ass next to me and looks at me expectantly. Her eyes follow mine, not my cock, as I get up.
The stew has gone cold by now. We fucked for almost an hour, but the MCD is lying next to the cold bowl.
Shit, my feelings for Mom have changed.
But not enough.
Michelle{ Lynchwood}.
Orgasm Control. +80
That should be enough to make it clear to her tomorrow that this wasn't an isolated experience. Those days are over and I'm taking my Mom at her word. With that, I turn around, the bowl of stew in my hand.
"You know what's coming now, Mom," I say and she nods eagerly. Maybe the perk isn't necessary anymore. We'll see. I stand in front of her with the bowl, her body relaxed by her release, and test her devotion.
"Beg for your food."
Michelle Lynchwood. +4 (PS +14)
She sits up, her hands in front of her breasts, her tongue sticking out of her mouth, a stupid, loyal smile on her lips.
Arf! Arf! Whine!
The sight before me is so hot that my cock starts to grow again. My mom kneels in front of the bowl, head bowed, not even thinking about using her hands as her tongue pushes the stew into her mouth. It's messy. Mom doesn't know how to eat and spills a lot of the stew on the expensive carpet that's already marinated in both of our juices. But there she is, on her knees like a dog. Where she belongs.
"From today on, you will be loyal to me." I stroke her back while she hungrily devours the food and lets out smacking squeals. "No more fighting between you and your children. No more favoritism." With stew around her face and smeared lips, she looks up at me.
And she smiles.
"You will give me your daughters. Both of them. You will give me you. And I will take good care of you. Are you happy about that?
Michelle Lynchwood. +6 (PS +20)
I pull her close and give her a big, happy smooch on her forehead. She squeals happy.
Then she waits patiently for me as I go into the small bathroom that belongs to her alone and look for the pills that a responsible mother would surely have...
"Thank God." With the pills in my hand, I turn to her. "Are you taking them?"
"Arf!"
"Talk to me, Michelle," I demand and look at her sternly. "Are you on the pill?" It seems as if Mom has to concentrate and for a few seconds I feel a little queasy in my stomach, but then she nods.
"Y-Yes," she says and grabs her neck. I realize with relief that she is just surprised to be speaking again. Wait. Does that mean she has a boyfriend? But I'll deal with that later too. It's already late and both of our bodies are exhausted. But there's one more thing I can do.
"From now on, you're sleeping on the floor," I grin and point to the spot in front of the bed where she came twice.
Michelle Lynchwood. +1 (Ps +21)
The last thing I see of my mother is the peaceful smile of a beloved puppy curled up in front of the bed, naked and fucked, and content with the world.
Message from the author: Actually, this part of the chapter was only supposed to be the first half and I have to make sure that it stays at the 2600 words that I have used now. So I think 3000 is the goal that I can work with. I will try it out for a few chapters and see if the chapters are still exciting.
Let's see if I can fit two characters in the next chapter or if it will be a bit longer again. :)
I'm also trying out a new method of writing the chapters. Basically, I go from a sentence that I really want to have to a PS increase to the next sentence and fill the gaps with filler text and things that I want to say. That Michelle might have a boyfriend is one example and I forgot to say where she actually works. Well, that will soon be over too. ;)
As far as Michelle's resistance goes, I think it has been broken for now. Now it will be a matter of making sure, as with the other subjects at PS +0, that they accept their role and demand more and more "****" things. This could be puppy behavior in front of the family or changing their lifestyle to suit their path, i.e. quitting their job, etc. Basically accepting that it is not just a kink, but a role for life.
Since I don't know whether I'll put it in the next chapter or the one after that, I'll ask you right now:
Should Finn tell his sister Rose about the MCD?
Let's not kid ourselves. Of course, I will find a way to make Rose happy that Finn has led her to his side. I can also manage to hide it from her without hurting her. It's more about having someone who knows about the MCD. The two could work together, but, in my view, something special would be missing when it comes to the MCD and Finn and I have to try to find something special in return. On the other hand, a second perspective on the matter wouldn't hurt.
In the end, all mind control stories have to deal with this question and I don't know of any middle ground that could be achieved. Initiating Rose would soften the god status a little, but also give more scope for change. Not initiating Rose would make the story a little more straightforward, a little less flexible, but would also allow for the development of power better, I would say. Your decision. (I'm really happy about that this time). And here I expect a well-mixed poll.