The Terrific Twosome and The Scarlet Witch

Valeria Storm took to being a mind control sexslave like a duck to water, like she was literally created for it, like her sole purpose in life was to please Rob. Of course, that was the case, but Valeria was both ignorant of the truth yet accepting of it all the same, lost in a fevered wonderland of fantasy when her father finally came home.

Unfortunately, she had many things to do before her father’s homecoming, first and foremost being the conversion of her mother. Fortunately, Valeria was the exact right person for that task. With her porn obsession, Val had sketched out blueprints and schematics for devices to live out her fantasies: devices for mind control, bimbofication, gender bending, and all sorts of transformations. Devices plucked from the realm of fantasy, that no one else could make, save for the world’s smartest girl!

Back then, Val just didn’t have the guts to go through with actually creating one of these devices, ushering them into reality, and making her fantasies possible. But now, it was as if a switch had been turned in her head. Why shouldn’t she make all sorts of lurid, dangerous technology, all for the benefit of her lord and Master? Val worked furiously whenever she had spare time, day and night, creating what she needed to enslave her mom… and a few extra devices. Just for fun!

Oh, and how her fantasies spiralled out of control, blurring with her new reality, as she spent what little hours she wasn’t working on her tech daydreaming about her father and their love (Val also suddenly found she no longer needed to sleep; apparently a boon granted to all of her dad’s slaves). And about what she could do for him. She was pretty certain she could hijack every single telecommunication signal on Earth all at once in order to play a mind controlling signal, enslaving anywhere between two-thirds to three-quarters of the population in one go! Imagine, nearly every woman on Earth all in love and wholly obedient to her all-powerful father! And the men, too, she guessed. Val wasn’t sure what Rob would do with them, but he was certain he had an idea.

But conquering the world wasn’t her call. She was just the smartest **** in the world, she still had to obey her Master’s every whim. And right now, he wanted Susan Storm as his happy little fuckpet.

And it would be easy. So easy. Too easy. After all, what mother wouldn’t blindly trust their daughter?

“Hey mom, could you come into the living room? I want to show you my latest slideshow?” Val asked Sue one day, acting as normal and ordinary as she ever was.

“Sure thing, sweetie.” Sue called back, wholly trusting, none the wiser. “Give me a few minutes and I’ll be right there.”

Sue settled herself on the white leather couch in their living room, facing the mounted plasma TV, Val fiddling with the USB stick she had inserted in it’s side.

“Which class is this for, Val?” Sue asked, patiently waiting for her daughter to finish.

“It’s for a week-long psychology lab I joined.” Val said. “The topic is ‘audiovisual stimuli and subliminal imagery’.”

“Well, I’m not sure how much help I can give you, then.” Susan returned. “Sounds quite esoteric, to me.”

“Oh, come on, mom! You are plenty smart. Even then, this is less about understanding the topic. It’s more… well, you’ll see.”

“Whatever you say then, Val…”

A few more minutes and Val was all set up. She dimmed the light in the living room so that the swirling colours of her “presentation” shone across the room and Sue herself. A rainbow panoply of every colour imaginable swirled and changed across the screen, almost liquid in how it flowed, going from colour to colour and shape to shape. A melodic, New Age humming echoed from the speakers.

“This is…” Sue furrowed her brow, clearly not sure what to make of the abstractness of the video. “I’m sorry, Val, I don’t understand what I’m supposed to be seeing.”

“You’re trying too hard, mom. It’s subliminal. Just sit back, relax, and let the video do it’s thing.”

Sue squirmed in her seat. “Okay, Val…”

Mistress Wanda had informed Valeria that once upon a time, her father had used similar methods to enslave dozens of schoolgirls in one go. How deliciously lewd a scenario that was, but Val was also happy to follow in her father’s footsteps in that regard. She could hardly contain her giddiness as she watched her mother.

She watched her let out a shuddering breath, expelling all the tension and resistance in her body, sinking into the couch. A small smile came to Sue’s face, as colours and shapes splashed across her face and danced in her eyes.

She watched as all thought and pretension left her mother’s face. That small smile grew larger, sillier, slacker. Her eyes grew larger, absorbing the information being fed into her brain.

She watched as her mother sank deeper and deeper, figuratively and literally. Her body sank into the plush leather of the couch. Her mind sank into the multicoloured mire that Val had created, lost in a haze of bright lights and calming noises.

She watched as her mom’s body showed signs of arousal, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt. No doubt her crotch was swamped, too. That was when Val knew she was ready to make her move.

Ever since her awakening, ever since realizing who she was and what she was meant to do, Valeria’s previous rule of not lusting for her mom when she dabbled in just about anything else went flying out the window. In fact, outside of the mythic figure she had of Rob, her mom was now the person she lusted for the most. With bated breath, she had waited for this moment, for her mom to be pliable and ****, to her advances, and to her desires.

The video on the TV was what would enslave Susan, it was simply designed to paralyze her and get her into a hyper-suggestible state. As Val crept forward, smirking devilishly at just how zonked her mom was - the gorgeous and collected Susan Storm splayed out and babbling - she held her true weapon in her hand: a VR headset. Again, like father, like daughter.

By this point, Sue was so discombobulated that she was losing control of her powers. Spots on her jeans and tops would switch between invisible and visible, shifting in size and location as Sue squirmed within the grasp of the hypnotic sensors. Val openly groaned at the tantalizing preview of her mom’s flawless flesh, her curves and her muscles, flashed before her greedy, hungry eyes.

With great risk, instead of walking around the couch to place the headset on her, Val deliberately and slowly crawled across Sue’s prone body, heavily breathing as she dragged herself up her mother’s lithesome form. Grinding her throbbing sex along her mom’s leg. Grasping hands lashing out to get even a lingering touch of her perfect body. By the time Valeria had scaled the summit, she was panting as if from great exertion, her modest bust breast against the heaving bosom of Sue. The headset was mounted onto her mom, and she looked up at her daughter through the coloured glass with glassy, unfocused eyes.

“Val… what are you doing?” Sue murmured dreamily, stirring only slightly, her mind too swamped with subliminals to be truly alarmed. The fact she could speak at all was credit to Sue Storm’s iron will. “Why are you touching me like that…?”

Another long groan escaped Val’s lips, as she pressed her body even closer to her mom’s, her crotch grinding on one of Sue’s knees. “Because I have to. Because I want to. Because I need to.” Still grinding herself onto her mom, Val felt herself release, eyes rolling in the back of her head. “Holy shit… I just came on my mom… hmmm, such a slut… such a goooood slut!”

Sue stared in astonishment at her daughter, both from just what her daughter was doing and also from the hypnotic spiral that was beginning to bore into her mind, slowly and slowly, spinning and spinning. Even her iron will afforded her no respite, as Sue suddenly found herself unable to move and found **** difficulty in thinking or acting.

Everything suddenly began hot and fuzzy. Thoughts appeared on the forefront of her mind only to pop like bubbles. Her focus waned and flickered away under the twin **** of Val’s mesmeric genius and Val’s hungry body. Within a blink of an eye, time slogging away, Sue was stripped and molested, Valeria exploring every inch of her mother’s body. Kissing every inch of naked flesh, kneading and suckling on Sue’s massive tits, humping and grinding against her, sloppily and heatedly kissing her, driving her fingers into Sue’s hot, sopping cunt. Only vaguely aware that she was being molested and **** by her own daughter, Sue continued to blissfully stare into the spiral, her mind a hot, bubbly mess, accelerated by the heat and pleasure her daughter inflicted on her.

“Agguuuuauuughuuuh….” Sue drooled and moaned, babbling incomprehensibly as Val planted her lips onto her pussy. Oh, how good Val’s lips felt! And her tongue, and her fingers. Why was **** wrong again? Why was she so terrified about becoming a ****? All of this… it all felt so nice…?

Val drank deep of her mom’s sex, her entire body spasming with pleasure again, cumming herself just from eating out her mom. “Fuuuuuuck! This is the best mom! I can’t wait till dad gets here and fucks us silly! Uses us as his brainless cum sluts! Knocks the two of us up! We’ll be one big happy family, together! Forever!”

“Happeee fumleee…!!!” Sue babbled. Everything Val said sounded so good, even if she didn’t understand why. Everything she did felt so good, even if a nagging sensation itched at Sue.

But that would soon be alleviated. Hours and hours of Valeria playing with her body and Val’s tech playing with her mind. Soon, Sue would even join in, her body almost acting on it’s own, as it entangled itself with her young daughter, the two engaging the most forbidden of love, a true out of body experience, as they danced upon scarlet strings.

Just as Val had when she came out of her hypnotic stupor, reborn as a ****, the Storms fell to their hands and knees as Wanda appeared in a crackle of crimson cosmic power.

“Congratulations to both of you, my lovelies.” Wanda said to the adoring slavegirls, crawling about her, **** for her touch. Such love and lust radiated from them that she couldn’t help but purr in delight. “And especially to you Val for completing your first task. One step closer to meeting your father.”

“Aah… yes, Mistress… I can hardly wait…” Val replied in a shuddering breath, her eyes burning bright scarlet as Wanda’s powers flowed through her.

“Hmmm… thank you for doing this to us, Wanda. We’re so much happier as Rob’s slaves…” Sue cooed in chorus, nuzzling up against Wanda’s thigh like a cat. Wanda smiled, reaching down to pick her up and kiss her.

“And so will all of our other… friends.” Wanda added with a smirk, thinking about the Avengers. If Zatanna could have her Trojan Horse with Wonder Woman, then she would make do with the Storm family. “Set the stage for the downfall of the Avengers, and I promise you, the man you both love - that we all love - will visit you and make you whole soon enough.”

Such a promise provoked dreamy smiles upon mother and daughter, unblinking eyes still glowing red, happy and spellbound.

With their pasts rewritten and their presents bewitched, Susan and Valeria Storm’s futures now belonged to Rob Daily, now and forever more.

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Not my best work, but my original plans would have cut away from this for the next chapter and I thought it was best to finish this off before we jump elsewhere. If you are disappointed with how this went, don't worry, there will be plenty of Sue and Val in the future.