A New Future

The next several months moved like a blur for Alan. After a weekend of of hot and heavy sex with his new mindfucked cheersquad Alan got to work on the serious business of creating his empire. Selecting his favorites from Cindy’s girls (and loaning out a pair for the Coach as thanks), the next order of business was the takeover of the rest of the school.

The Principal had been the first to fall, lured into a meeting by Alan’s mom, the strict authoritarian woman had put up only a small struggle before succumbing. Soon she was mindlessly snacking on Jessica’s snatch as Alan bent her over the desk and fucked her into submission. With her position soon every female teacher, aid, counselor, and administrator came for private meetings. All leaving with their wills emptied and their pussies full.

Oh course the rash of teenage pregnancies among the cheerleaders soon had parents complaining, but after meeting with the Principal and Alan the mothers were soon more than happy for their little girls, and so jealous that they asked to be knocked up themselves. The dads looked to be a problem at first but after Alan had gained control of their wives it was easy to get them to ply their husbands with sex until they stopped caring. Alan hoped to figure out how to expand the signal to men, and Karin had plenty of ideas on how, but until then keeping them pliable through their wives would do.

Once Alan had created his foothold his expansion to the rest of the female student body was inevitable. The trick was to make it interesting. Some he did through the Principal or Teachers, having them share the Signal and corrupt the young girls until under his control. Others came to him through friends, not knowing of the betrayal until the program was started and their will washed away. It was important to change things up, to keep the enslavements fresh and entertaining.

Currently his favorite was to lure a girl to the school after hours, and show them his power and depravity before letting them go. Only to use his harem to chase and hunt them throughout the locked facility while they desperately look to escape capture. Watching the girls scream, struggle, and wail as their ‘friends’ happily dragged them towards their enslavement gave the whole process a flavor it had been missing since the takeover of his family. A sense of wrongness, a hint of danger, a chance of failure that Alan had unknowingly needed.