The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

outside Black Notley, Essex—England

“You know you ought to eat something” Trent said

“Dad!” Clara hissed, “Did you even hear what I said?”

“You’re wasting away!”

“I want to be a professional dancer!” Clara said “Why don’t you ever listen”

“Honey…” he turned to her

She looked out the passenger window.

The lights changed.

Trent drove on. His LandRover was about eight years old—he’d bought it specially because they had a home in the ‘country’.

Trent had gone to see his daughter’s performance—ballet. She was small, and thin. Only 5′1″—she wanted to be a professional ballerina and she was starving herself to stay small. And, she was temperamental.

Olivia and Trent had both been hesitant to let their daughter continue with her lessons—they were getting the impression more harm than good was happening. They had decided to ‘holiday’ in Essex—to get her away from London. It had been with some reluctance that they’d even let her do this one last dance.

Olivia and their elder daughter Patricia were already at the house in Cressing. Trent had arranged also to work part-time at the golf course to allow Olivia more time with the girls.

Patricia was nothing like her sister. She was taler, and more fuller (more ‘womanly’ in shape). She was helpful around the house. But that was only when she was at home. She was for a large part of the time away at college in Kent; where she resided on campus.

Trent was frustrated “Move over” he hissed as he came up to a slow-moving truck hauling sheep. It was a reminder he was in the country, not in Ealing Common (London).

It was getting dark.

Being stuck behind this truck was frustrating. Witham Road was narrow.

Just then Trent saw his opportunity. The road was still narrow, but the shoulders, he turned the wheel, mounted the shoulder and used the side of the road to squeeze past

“Dad?” Clara gasped “What are you doing?”

“Just pushing through” he said, happy at this illegal but effective manoeuvre

But as he rode along past the truck, even turning to grin at the angry driver, they posed their turning. He sped up, got ahead of the truck and pulled back onto the road.

The truck beeped its horn.

He laughed. And as they approached a fork he took it; the wrong road.

“See!” he said to his daughter triumphantly.

They drove on and slowly it began to occur to him that nothing looked familiar.

“What’s that light?” Clara gasped as she looked out to the sky

“What’s that?” he asked, more concerned about not knowing where they were than any other distraction.

“Is that an aeroplane?” she asked as the light approached them very quickly

Suddenly the car began to falter

“What the fuck?” Trent gasped as the car choked to a halt

The light approached and soon was over-head. It made the area as bright as bright sunlight.

Trent and his daughter slowly got out of their car.

“Stay in the car” Trent demanded of his daughter.

She ignored him

Suddenly a sonic assault… both bent over in agony, clutching their ears.

“So I want you to be on your best behaviour this weekend”

“Yes, Daddy” Clara said as they drove up to the house.

Neither of them noticed the gap in time.

And, it didn’t seem at all strange to Trent that his daughter was no argumentative.

“What kept you?” Olivia said, coming to the door

“What?” Trent gasped as he entered and kissed his wife affectionately on the forehead

“You’re late” she said

He looked at his watch. It didn’t seem possible. He’d lost time—but the trip—as he remembered it had been quick and without incident.

Trent held a bag and didn’t notice either how heavy it was.

“Let me through, Daddy” Clara said as she brought in her bags, also without effort

He stood aside

“Hi, mum” she smiled and took her self upstairs

Olivia looked at her husband confused

“What?” he asked

“What happened?”

“What do you mean?” he asked as he followed her into the kitchen

“Hi, dad” Patricia called out as she saw them pass by the lounge-room.

He smiled to her and then had to catch up with his wife to continue the conversation

“What were you saying” he asked Olivia

“Clara’s acting.. all… ????” she said

“I had a word with her in the car”

“Well, whatever you said…” Olivia smiled, just happy that it looked like things were going to be nice for a change

Trent watched as Olivia chopped some tomatoes. She put the knife down complaining it was not sharp enough and she turned to rummage through some drawers for a shaper one.

Trent thought it looked sharp enough. He picked it up and ran his thumb along the edge

“Oo” he gasped as he cut himself

He looked at the blood—black.. “What the…?” he gasped

“What is it?” Olivia asked turning around.

He his his hand behind his back “Nothing” he said

“You cut yourself didn’t you?”

“No” he lied

“Let me have a look”

He wiped his thumb on the back of his shirt

“Let me have a look!” she said more instantly

He drew his hand out from behind his back and she took it and examined it

And then he noticed too… where the cut had been the skin had healed. There e was no apparent sign of any damage.

“Seeee!” he said,

‘Well… get out of here… and let me finish dinner” she said.

Trent inhaled a musky scent

“I love your perfume” he said

“What perfume?”

“That you’re wearing… obviously”

“I’m not waring any…” she laughed when suddenly he grabbed her from behind. He took her generous breasts in his hands

“Trent!” she gasped

“You smell delicious” he said

“Let me go” she laughed “I’ve got to make dinner”

“Oh, you feel so good”

“I said…” she began, as she was now past a joke “Let go!”

She pulled away from him

“What’s got into you?”

“I want to fuck you” he said

“What?”

“Let me fuck you” he groaned

“Have you been drinking?”

“No” he said as he moved to her again

She slapped him away. “Cut it out!” she snapped

A sudden rush of anger… he saw himself striking her with the back of his hand and raping her… he took some deep breaths amazed at the image he had of fucking her over the kitchen table. It shocked him

He blanched and turned and left the kitchen

He thought of his cock pounding her as she screamed in pain. He realised his cock was rock hard.

It shocked him… the feeling

He found himself upstairs. He went to go to his bedroom but sniffing the air he followed a scent to his daughter’s room

He opened the door

Clara stood in front of a full-length mirror, naked. She was touching herself.

She saw him in the reflection but she did not stop. She smiled in fact.

He entered the room and closed the door.

He went up behind her

“Daddy’ she said, finally turning, “I love you”

“I love… “ he began. He realised what he was doing and a part of him was screaming to stop

But she took hold of his pants and undid them. “I… I want you so bad, honey” he said

“I know” she gasped… she felt this burning need as well.

His cock broke out of the slip in the front of the boxers. He realised his cock was bigger, thicker, heavier

She leapt up and he caught her. Her legs wrapped around him

“This is…” he tried to say

“I want you” she hissed

It was too much. He pulled her up further and she opened up over his cock. She was a virgin.

She stretched over him and he drove up into her

“Ohhhh” she gasped as she took all of him inside her.

He carried her to the wall and then pressed her up against it

She laughed as he literally drove her higher

“Fuck me” she hissed into his ear “Fuck me, Daddy”

He drove harder and harder into her

“Huh-uh-uh” she gasped as he humped her

As he ran his hand up her side her skin seemed to peel. It didn’t matter

She clawed at his back and his skin tore

He humped her harder and faster and then… he came

She joined him in an ecstatic groan “Oh, fuck Daddy” she gasped

“That was amazing” he said

They kissed, while he was still inside her.

Slowly they came down from their orgasmic hight and then instinctively as he put her back down he reached behind his head and ripped at his flesh

She watched smiling as his human skin pulled away, as if he had always been waring it as a costume,

His grey-green scaly skin underneath looked wet and shiny. He opened his mouth and let out an animalistic hiss. She knew what she must do too

She reached behind her own heard and tore her human self away.

They stood there; like some kind of humanoid/reptile pairing. His cock had retreated into its sheath but it now drew out again.

She only had one hole between her legs and his shaft pushed up into that.

She tried to speak but it came out as guttural hisses. His tongue flicked out long and obscene.

He humped her. She hissed in time with his thrusts, and then bit him on the shoulder, her claws digging into his flesh. He let out another loud hiss and came in her.

They gazed into each other’s souless black eyes and once again his penis retreated into its protective sheath

Moments later she started to clasp her stomach. She was in pain. He watched massively as her stomach bulged suddenly

She squatted and one, then another base-ball sized egg emerged from her cloaca, amid a dribble of sticky goo from within her.

There was a scream at the door.

Olivia shuddered in horror when she saw the creatures. Her mind almost snapped.

What had been Trent hissed at her. She urinated into her pants, falling back against the wall.

“Mommy?” Patricia called in the background

The male creature’s eyes were black and featureless and they bore into Olivia’s eyes.

Olivia was drawn in by those eyes… those eyes

She found herself stepping towards them.

“Mum?” Patricia called, racing up to see what had happened.

“Oh, my God” she screamed when she saw them “Mum?” she called but Olivia moved slowly towards the creatures.

What had been Clara gazed at her. Patricia’s voice trailed away and she found herself also, moving into the room….undressing

“Mummy” she cried

“I know…” Olivia cried as she too undressed “I can’t help it”

“Make them stop”

“I… I can’t baby” Olivia cried

The two creatures… if they could smile would have grinned at what was happening

Mother and daughter, naked stood.

The female creature picked up one of her eggs. She went to Olivia and Olivia turned and bent over. She cried even as she felt it happen. Olicvia reached around behind her to pull open her cheeks.

The creature pushed her egg against Olivia’s hairy snatch. Olivia sniffled a tear as she felt the rubbery thing being pushed into her. “Please, don’t do this…” she whimpered, “Oh, God… nooooooooooooo!” Although she didn’t want it to happen… she couldn’t stop it happening… that’s what made her cry.

The creature pushed the egg in. Olivia’s vagina opened up around it.

“No, mummy” Patrica cried as she watched her mum’s body be defiled

The creature inspected Olivia’s snatch; seeing that the egg was properly positioned inside of her it went and took the other one and did the same to Patricia

“Please… mummy” Patricia begged. Olivia could only stand there and watch as Patricia was violated as well.

The two creatures then left

“I don’t want…” Patricia cried as she and her mum slowly dressed again

“I know, baby” Olivia wept as she also dressed.

They both felt their eggs inside them and they knew already they were drawing suspense from their wombs.

They hugged each other and cried for some time.

The creatures had left when the pregnant pair went downstairs together

And mother and daughter were left to host the eggs inside their wombs.

Olivia and Patricia instinctively took a shower, washing themselves clean, wiping the mucous from their sex.

They freshened up, and dressed

“What are we going to do?” Patricia sniffled “I… I can’t help this….this feeling… I want to carry this thing inside me”

“I do too” Olivia said “It’s making me ….”

“How can we stop it?”

“I… I know…” Olivia said and she went downstairs. Her daughter followed keenly

Olivia picked up the phone. She tried to call for an ambulance but her fingers would not work. She dropped the phone and stomped on it

“I can’t do it….” Olivia said

“I know, Mummy” Patrica sobbed “I have to bear this thing inside me”

“I have to as well” Olivia said

“I can’t do anything to hurt it” Patricia said… “We… we must eat…”

“Yes” Olivia said “We must stay healthy for our parasites”

“We protect our parasite” Patricia said, almost robotically

Patricia watched as her mum felt the bulge in her stomach. Olivia looked at her “I felt it move”

She understood—they were compelled to host their eggs

“I’m frightened” Patricia wept

“Me too…” Olivia whimpered, “I…” she tried to formulate the words “I must host my egg”

“I must host my egg” Patricia repeated

They were conscious that they were being compelled… but there was nothing they could do

—Epilogue—

They were surprised the next day by a visit from their neighbours Louise and Fiona; a lesbian couple.

Olivia was at first hesitant to even open the door—a part of her told her she must stay where she was to gestate the egg and opening the door might be a temptation to run—but of course when you have an alien egg inside you where do you run to?

“Open up” Louise called

“I… I can’t” Olivia said also half afraid of being discovered; as her stomach was now more pronounced

At best she could do was unlock the door

Louise and Fiona seeped in “I thought you’d never let us in” Louise said

“Why are you here?” Olivia asked as she squeezed her daughter’s hand

Louise turned to Fiona. They then both lifted their dresses to reveal the small bulge in their stomachs

Olivia felt both a wave of sorrow, and was awash with relief that these two were also infested.

“We have to stay here with you” Fiona said

“Until gestation is complete” Louise added

“You’re both welcome…. Sisters” Olivia said

A day later three other women from near-by arrived.

Olivia’s stomach was now very bulging. Her daughter’s slightly less so. And of course Louise and Fiona were further along with their pregnancies

Olivia knew it would soon be time for her to give birth…

The women were both excited and afraid of what would happen.

Meanwhile two lizard-like creatures were copulating outside the local hospital, about to create more eggs.