Round 2 Davey - Oh, Brother ...

“Davey I haven’t seen you in a while, how’ve you been!” Davey looked up hearing his step-brother call out his name from across the Pets-R-Us parking lot. Davey was standing there with a cute little kitten in his hand, a spur of the moment gift for Lily.

“Wyatt! How are you, I’ve been m-m-meaning to visit you b-b-but you are always so … timidly trailing off … busy.” Davey said while blushing and looking at his shoes to hid his lie.

“Now, now … no need to lie. I know you’ve been avoiding me. Hell the whole family is avoiding me. You know … that’s OK though … I have more interesting things going on in my life right now than worrying about being liked. Hmm … as I hear, you do too! Congratulation brother, soon you’ll be bedding that cute little girlfriend that you’ve been sniffing around since elementary school.” Oh if only he knew what presents I have in store for that little sweetie.

Davey just gave Wyatt a disapproving frown for the crass description of his friendship and upcoming marriage to Lily.

“Davey, really I’m happy for you. And to show there are no hard feelings between us why don’t you join me for a guys night out. I know of a new club that you might enjoy since you always talked about visiting Japan when you were younger. I believe it is called Tokyo Nedori … or was it Netori … hmmm … anyway, a few drinks, karaoke … come on what do you say? It will be fun and maybe we can invite your fiancé the next time if you like it.”

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The **** had kicked in and Wyatt’s techs had Davey wired up to the machine … a nursery song played in the background as the word ‘Lily’ scrolled across the karaoke screen.

Slowly … slowly … slowly …

Oh my! Davey what happened ... ? Come here sweetie mommy loves you.

Mom, please nothing happened ... ow ... my eye hurts ... whimper ... he’s a big bully … he ... sob ...

Oh honey, I'm … make us some hot cocoa to warm you up … suffering … that awful boy… Arlo. I love you so …

… slowly … slowly …

For Davey it at first was the sound and then the scrolling words as the story played out in his mind again and again … one slight variation after another. Then everything became slow and quiet … and warm … then he awoke.

… slow

All of the modified reality that his Mom and Mrs. Conley experienced … so did he … but of course, from his perspective. Critical targets in his programming were boosted …

... ow ... my eye hurts ... whimper ... he’s a big bully … he ... sob ...

… Arlo … Arlo … peeing my pants … whimper

… I had your mommy … retarded look on her face … hee hee hee

… Oh no! Davey what happened? Oh my gosh … look …

… I was waiting …sob … so long for you to get home … oh he … sob

… h-h-he told me to stick my head in one of the dirty toilets in the boys bathroom… sob, oh …

Each of these bits of the embedded story were accompanied by a shot of Cpunk 77 an adrenaline designed to permanently alter cognitive responses. These were subtly combined with bulbospongiosus stimulation to the point that Davey consistently got an erection while suffering Arlo’s ****.

… “What is he doing … Mommy? … sore balls … between Davey’s butt cheeks.

… a little bulge in my pants … young women blushing and ashamed … ‘I’m a little teapot

… short and stout, here is my handle, here is my spout’ ...

Lumbar spinothalamic (LSt) stimulation engaged.

… girls all inadvertently looked at the little bulge and wet spot on Davey’s pants

… then his pants down around his knees … laughter ….

… little teapot ….

… Lily …

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In shock Davey suddenly is brought back to his senses as Mrs. Conley grabs him by the back of the neck and angrily whispers in his ear to pull up his pants. “What the hell do you think you are doing?! Were is your Mother? I had no idea that you were such a dirty little shit!”

“B-b-but … sob … no, I … Arlo …”

“B-b-b ??… I don’t know what you’re blubbering about. I turn around and all I see is you standing in front of my laughing daughter and her friends with your pants down and your stiff little weewee sticking out. Now pull up your pants and quit stumbling around like a fucking retard!”

As Samantha escorted Davey out of the room he turned just in time to see Arlo heading through a hallway that lead to Lily’s room. Mrs. Conley walked Davey to the back patio and told him to wait there until she found his mother.

… oh oh … umph oomph… slop slop SLOP … mmmm … slop slop SLOP …

The patio just happened to be outside the window of Lily’s bedroom. The window was slightly open but the blinds where closed. Davey wanted to go home so bad. After about 10 minutes of wondering were his Mom was he heard voices coming from Lily’s room.

“That’s it, … mmmm … suck my fat cock! You like that, don’t ya … pig?!”

… umph oomph… slop slop SLOP …

“I love using your mouth as just another hole to fuck … mmmm … that’s it! Oh yeah … lick my balls when I slap them against your chin.”

Davey instantly recognized Wyatt’s voice. ‘Sob … oh my god! No, please no, not my Lily … sob.’ Davey sobbed even harder as his little peewee stiffened and …

Adrenaline boost … LSt stimulation …

and … Davey shot another load in his pants. His orgasm was so strong that he passed out. [He didn’t hear the door open to Lily’s room and Mrs. Conley say “For fucks sake, Cynthia, not in my daughter’s room! I’ve been looking all over for you.”] — This was Mrs. Maney and Sam’s perspective.

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That evening Davey found himself, some how, back in his own bed. His mother was setting in his desk chair next to the bed “Oh sweetie you’ve had such an awful day. Mommy still loves you, but what where you thinking? Samantha told me you were singing some children’s song and had your pants down down around your knees … and you were playing with your stiff little peewee right in front of her daughter and her friends!”

“No, Mom, it was Arlo! Please you have to believe me h-h-he made me sing that awful song … he pulled my pants down in front of the girls … sob … he … he … sob …”

“Enough! I’m so ashamed … what is the matter with you! I found you passed out on the patio next to Lily’s bedroom. I saw the stain all over the front of your pants from pleasuring yourself. Sam was so disgusted with you that she doesn’t want you near her daughter again. I got one of the boys to carry you out to the car.”

“Please, Mommy … it was Arlo … sob you have to believe me, please … sob.”

“Oh … sweetie, maybe you are right. That awful boy has been making your life miserable. Maybe all the stress … oh, I don’t know … I still love you so much and want to make everything right. I’ll set up an appointment for you to talk to Miss Tingley, the school psychologist, next week, OK?”

“OK, Mom … I love you so much too. M-m-maybe I can show Miss Tingley the video of Arlo bullying me so she knows … that he’s the bad boy … not me … sob.”

“Well … sweetie, I’m afraid that … is a problem. I’m sorry, honey … but I’m so clumsy around technology … I’m afraid I accidentally deleted the video. Hmmm … but maybe … before the appointment with Miss Tingley, you can record another one! I don’t care what Samantha says about you, you are my brave young man, not some weak little pussy boy. I know you can do this! We’ll be sure to take care of that awful bully this time, won’t we?!”

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Drool dripped down his chin as Davey sat at his desk making soft cooing sounds. He had bruise marks across his face that had the dimpled appearance of the big, dark red, rubber balls used in gym class. With his stained dirty gym shorts around his ankles, Davey’s hands slowly messaged the sore, swollen flesh between his legs as he stared at the video playing before his eyes …

The video started with Davey again secretly setting up his camera before class. Arlo of course knew about the video Davey was trying to make to incriminate him thanks to Davey’s Mommy, who liked to talk about her sissy son, especially when Arlo had his dick up her ass.

Arlo and a couple of his buddies had ganged up on Davey during a game of dodge ball and he was now setting in a corner of the gym dazed and with his legs spread open to relieve the pain. The dusty dodge ball imprints of several direct hits on the crotch of Davey’s white gym shorts and the **** he suffered were clearly on display to the students filtering out.

Arlo had made sure that the rumors spread around school that day about what Davey did at Lily’s party, so no one wanted to even be around him let alone have sympathy for him. As every one was leaving for their next class even the coach looked back over his shoulder and gave Davey a disgusted look. He told Arlo and his buddies to put the equipment away and … to be sure to take care of the trash left behind.

The video then showed that someone moved Davey’s phone to get a better shot of his arms flailing in the air as he tried to cover himself. One ball after another slammed into his face as the back of his head bounced off the wall. After Arlo and the boys had their fun they continued to use Davey’s camera to record what they did next. Arlo made Davey pull down his gym shorts. He then pulled the back of Davey’s jock strap up lifting him off the floor. The look on Davey’s face was hilarious as they pulled the elastic up and down to make him bunny hop across the gym floor and back to the equipment closet. The protective pouch of the jock strap was ripped from the elastic and Davey’s growing stiffie and balls were dangling and bouncing around with each step.

Now it so happened that in the back of the equipment closet there was a working vacuum tube that the janitor used along with an attachment to clean the room.

The video ended with a close up shot of Davey’s dazed red face, it almost looked like he was blushing with arousal.

Then as the camera pulled away we see a picture of Lily taped to the wall in front of Davey.

The final shot shows Davey sitting on the floor looking at Lily’s picture with his little stiff peewee and balls stuffed in the vacuum tube. Drool is leaking from his mouth as his moans and the sucking sound of the vacuum fill the air.

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Davey has a sudden lucid moment as the image of Wyatt holding the back of Lily’s head with his cock in her mouth flashes in his mind … and he fills the vacuum tube with his spunk.

[Mrs. Maney’s lucid moment involved the evil pleasure of making her son, Davey, watch this video over and over again for being such a perverted weakling while bending over Davey’s bed with Arlo’s cock up her ass.

Mrs. Conley’s lucid moment involved demanding Davey invite Arlo over to fuck his mom (the person he loves the most) up the ass as an apology for his perverted actions concerning Lily.] — Mrs. Maney and Mrs. Conley’s perspective.

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Tech and science teams report on the regression events of:

Mrs. Maney, Cynthia

Mrs. Conley, Samantha

An integral part of the conditioning of course required intense and well timed orgasmic experiences. The tech had successfully hit all of Mrs. Maney’s key targets. Mrs. Conley on the other hand had fewer targets but many were much more subtle.

After the regression event, the techs gathered up and stowed away the equipment as the two women recovered. They soon awoke oblivious to their base memory being radically rewritten and subtly modified to closely fit other objective events in their history. No instabilities were detected. If the subjects experienced verifiable contradictions, it could lead to sever mental instability. The rewrite was buried to a past forgotten event nearer to an erotic fantasy or dream for both women. But the radical part of the procedure had it tied to a trigger that when initiated would bring the realness, vividly in all its orgasmic detail, back as a defining part of their being. Sam would relish being a horny enabler who despised the thought of Davey and her daughter being together. Cynthia would relish the down fall of her weak sissy boy and would encourage … and fuck … any one that bullied him.

Tech and science teams report on the regression event of:

Davey Maney

Davey got a similar treatment as his mother and Mrs. Conley but of course from his frame of reference.

Flashes of the key variations that define Davey’s memory mod involve:

Sexual stimulation from being the victim of abusive behavior.

Sexual arousal centered around his girlfriend, Lily, being made to orally satisfy other men.

Note: Sexual stimulation and arousal will often trigger an intense and rapid ejaculation.