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This is a DC Comics companion to Cross C's Mind Controlling Mutant Story threads.

A mysterious parcel interrupts your plans for a lazy day off...

Take an X-Change and experience a new perspective.

A story that involves many methods of possession. The twist is each story involves different cast and this story has its own cast sheet. Each story (not storylines, i meant actual stories) revolves around a circle of people. The only difference is the way what method Main Character uses in each storylines and their own plots.

Evelyn owns her world—content creator, stripper, sex worker. Love felt out of reach—until Elijah. But desire shifts as she gets closer to his tight-knit group of friends.

You play as a character who has found a remote control capable of transforming people into anything. Will you use it on your family or friends, or perhaps use it on your enemies? The choice is yours. This remote can change people into the opposite gender, animals, inanimate objects, or even famous porn stars. It can even control the mind— the possibilities are endless.

A free-spirited drifter meets a mysterious woman who changes everything.

Mind control is a lot funnier when the victim doesn't realize what they are doing, don't you think?

Retired male pro players sign up for the women's league draft. The one requirement is, they must declare that they are women and of course abide by the contract.

You're an ordinary person, until one day you end up in an accident! Waking up in another world, in a body the opposite sex to your own. You have to navigate life, and hopefully, figure out why...

If your family treated you horrible and you could remake them in your image, would you?

Aether searches for his sister in a hypersexual Teyvat where sex is casual and constant. His unusually powerful cock leaves women addicted and frequently pregnant. Traveling from Mondstadt to Natlan, he builds a large devoted harem (led by Rosaria) while drawing the attention of gods, Fatui, and more.

John will seinem "Hobby" der Selbstfesselung nachgehen, doch es läuft anders als er es sich erholft hat, doch vielleicht so wie er es sich ertäumt hat.

John wants to pursue his "hobby" of self-binding, but things don't turn out the way he expected, but maybe the way he dreamed.

You have been magically transformed into a girl. Avoid getting knocked up!

A scholarship student is broken by the entire elite class that ruled his school—the sons and daughters of politicians, industrialists, media owners, and bureaucrats. The bullying ends with him permanently damaged and in a coma. His parents fight for justice until the system grinds them down; they take their own lives. His sister is violated and left discarded on the road. No one is punished. At eighteen he inherits a single rundown building and a rooftop apartment as a compensation of this trauma. Tenants laugh at him, refuse to pay, and treat the place as theirs. One night the confrontation turns violent. Something inside him snaps. He survives the beating and makes a single vow: every person who destroyed his family will lose everything—careers, reputations, power, and peace. He rebuilds himself from nothing: body, money, influence, and the cold patience required to hunt the powerful. And when he reaches them, he does not stop at ruin. He takes their mothers. Beautiful, experienced, high-status women—wives and widows of the men who protected the old bullies. He fucks them with full consent, turns desire into another form of leverage, and leaves the sons watching their worlds collapse while their mothers choose the forgotten scholarship boy over everything they once had. This is a long, explicit erotica. The power climb is slow and vicious. The sex is frequent, detailed, and centered on the MILFs—confident, older women who become both pleasure and weapon. Other partners appear, but the heart of the fantasy is the mothers. He starts with one broken building and a knife on the floor. He ends by owning the lives of the people who thought he would stay broken forever.

Mike was the ultimate loser. Twenty-three tournaments. Twenty-three first-round losses. A childhood sweetheart who secretly slept with his best friend for over a year. When he finally caught them, they didn’t even pretend to feel guilty — they laughed at him and called him weak. That night should have broken him. Instead, it became the last day he lived as a loser. For the past year, Mike had been hiding a secret. A System. While everyone still saw him as the same pathetic failure, he had been training in silence, rewriting his body, his skills, and his mindset. The prestigious S-University didn’t accept him out of pity — he earned his place by knocking out every opponent who stood in his way. Now the real story begins. With the System guiding him, Mike starts taking everything he was denied. Women who once wouldn’t glance at him. Rivals who looked down on him. Status, strength, and desire. Eve. Mia. And many more. This time, he won’t ask for respect. He’ll take it.

A young man is gifted with the power of a god. What will he use it for?

26-year-old Mackenzie, an alluring redhead, experiences a nightmarish series of events that leave her exposed and humiliated.

Später würden sie aus Spandau und Köpenick behaupten, es wäre nie passiert. In Wahrheit starrten Hunderte auf Sandy: auf den festen Apfel-Po mit dem schwarzen Tribal ganz unten im Rücken, dieses billige Dorfschlampe-Tattoo, das zu ihr zu passen schien, obwohl sie es nie so gemeint hatte. Auf die glattrasierte, eher nach innen liegende Möse, klein und geschlossen, nur einen Hauch geöffnet, mit einer schmalen Landebahn darüber. Auf die schweren Brüste, die dunklen, aufgesetzten Vorhöfe und die langen, dicken Nippel, die selbst im grellen Festlicht durch nichts zu verbergen waren. Sandy lächelte, als wäre das alles harmlos. Sie wusste nicht, dass man sie benutzte. Und Silke stand daneben und genoß jeden Blick, als gehöre ihr dieser Körper mit Recht. Denn Silke hatte das alles gewollt. Silke, die freundliche Nachbarin mit dem zu hellen Lachen, die Schatzmeisterin mit den leeren Büchern und dem vollen Hunger nach Kontrolle. Sie hasste es, dass Sandra gemocht wurde. Sie hasste die Rivalität mit Köpenick, dass diese Frau mit dem Callcenter-Leben so unschuldig wirken konnte, während Silke selbst schon längst im Dreck stand. Also baute sie eine Falle: Geschenke, Kameras, Hörspiele, Wein, ein Hypnotiseur namens Herr D. und am Ende ein Ortsfest, auf dem Sandy Arsch, Möse und Titten für Hunderte zur Schau stellen würde — weil Silke es so wollte. So fing es an.