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Cherrywood: Mind Control Experiment 246

by Dan

mc; MF; Mf; ff; Ff; Mdom

Jared waited in his truck until late evening. He had a job to do. His day job was as a cable technician, which allowed him access to homes and television equipment. The job he had now was because of that access...and because he lived in Cherrywood. He didn't quite remember when he'd first been brainwashed into the service of the shadowy group of mind-controllers who ran the town, but he was perfectly happy to serve.

He'd visited this home earlier in the day to install a cable box on a second TV. Under the pretense of testing equipment, he'd also installed an experimental mind control device on both TVs. Now, he was back to test it. The control unit said the TV was on, he figured he'd catch the housewife he'd met earlier, maybe her husband.


Inside the house, thirteen year old Julie and her best friends, Dawn and April, were giving Julie's mom a headache. She realized her husband had the right idea, timing a fishing trip for the same weekend as Julie's sleepover. Finally tired of it, she gathered them all together. "No more tearing around the house and yelling. It's fine if you don't want to go to sleep, but you're going to go change into your pajamas and settle down, at least." The girls didn't mind. They'd been allowed to set up sleeping bags in the TV room, and planned on watching movies until they fell asleep.

Dawn and April had their sleep clothes in their bags, and not wanting to stop talking to them for very long, Julie ran upstairs to get her clothes and change with them.  The TV was already on when they started changing. Dawn got her clothes off fast, and pulled on her moon-and-stars patterned pajama pants. She looked around with puzzlement after that, her small breasts bare. "Did you grab my shirt, April?" she asked, glancing at the other girl. She was still in her panties and socks, staring at the TV. "April," she sighed, exasperated at the other girl's slowness, and the fact that she seemed to not be paying attention. Then, the TV flashed again, a riot of colors that switched off everything inside her head, leaving her swaying slightly, mouth hanging open, staring blankly forward, just like April.

When the door slammed open and shut as Julie came in, both girls gave a long, slow blink. It didn't distract them from the screen any more than that. Julie just started talking as she undressed, about what movies they had, what she wanted to see, and what the other girls might like. She had her shirt unbuttoned and was in the middle of pulling her sleep shorts up her legs when she noticed something was wrong. She glanced at both girls, unmoving, and then saw the TV's flash. Her whole body relaxed, and her shorts fell back down her legs. A little line of drool began to work its way down from her chin.


Back in his truck, Jared switched the device to Command mode. Five minutes should have been more than enough time for the new device to make anyone watching it very receptive. "Come to the front door, unlock it, and kneel," he spoke into the microphone. It had to be his voice, so that the ones the device controlled would know to obey the sound of his voice even without the mind melting television screen. With that, he stepped out of his truck and began the walk to the front door.


Sleepymaid sleepwalkersJulie's mom, Mary, was surprised to see April and Dawn walking down the hallway with their breasts bare. She moved to scold the girls, guessing it was some kind of dare. Their steps were slow and halting, though, and their eyes looked half asleep. She was going to shake them, but then she saw her daughter come out of the TV room. She wore nothing but her pink shirt, unbuttoned and hanging in such a way that it framed her small breasts...and lower, her bare pussy. She walked like a zombie, unsteady, jaw slack. "Honey, what's wrong, what happened, where are you going?" she asked, frantically shaking her daughter.

"TV say...outside..." the young girl slurred. Mary let her go and rushed into the TV room, curiosity getting the better of her. The device wasn't off, and the TV flashed again, stunning Mary in the doorway as her daughter resumed walking to the front door, just as she'd been told.


Jared waited a few minutes before opening the front door. It was unlocked, just as he'd hoped. And when he opened it, an amazing surprise met his eyes. He'd expected a housewife in a nightgown, maybe her husband with her. Instead, he saw three half-naked little girls, all kneeling for him. Right in front of them was a girl who appeared to be the oldest of the group, a bit taller than the rest. Her breasts were just barely A-cups, the nipples hard in the cold. He had a good view of those little breasts, all the girl was wearing was panties and socks, and her brown hair hung in pigtails down her back. The dark-haired girl next to her had her hair unbound, covering her barely-there breasts, but that was all that was covering them. She knelt wearing a pair of pajama pants, barefoot, with no shirt. And finally, behind them both sat a small blond girl with her hair in two tails. Her chest was almost as flat as a boy's, but her lack of any clothing beyond and unbuttoned shirt made her girlhood quite visible. She seemed to be hit the hardest...she was swaying back and forth, her eyes half rolled-back.

Jared stepped in, amazed at his luck. Before he had been brainwashed, he would've been embarrassed for these girls, and wanted to help them. The hidden masters of Cherrywood were wise enough to know that following their orders was easier when a slave shared their desires. Which is why instead of helping the girls, Jared's cock grew stiff. What he wanted was to fuck them. He was a little worried about their mom, but guessed she must be asleep. He quietly closed the door, and spoke to the girls. "Good girls. All of you, continue undressing. It will feel nice to be naked." Recognizing his voice as the one they must obey, the girls stood and started stripping. He helped Julie, apparently the mind control pulse had affected her coordination. What he didn't know is that the girls' mother wasn't asleep upstairs, she was only a little way down the hall, staring into the pulsing television. When Mary heard his voice, she obeyed it, and began stripping just like the girls.

Jared chuckled when he got Julie undressed, noticing the slickness on her breast. The poor thing must've been zapped so hard she drooled on herself. His cock and his mind agreed he'd have to try her first. His cock because those little twin ponytails and her bare pussy had caught his eye when he first opened the door. His mind because he knew he should test whether the pulse had any adverse effects on her. "You two girls, I want you to kiss, touch each other...just do what comes natural," was his command to April and Dawn. The two dark-haired girls went to it eagerly, having practiced kissing with each other before. But when they practiced, they'd never let themselves feel the arousal that their empty minds were eager to embrace.

He left them to it, undoing his coveralls. He was naked underneath, which was how he usually dressed for these jobs. Seeing his cock shaved just as smooth as the pussies of these girls reminded him of his obedience. Even as he controlled these girls, his smooth slavecock and the barcode tattooed above it marked him as property of Cherrywood. "Come here," he said to Julie, who seemed at least able to focus on his voice, and walk to him. The command also penetrated her mother's thoughts...but she was still undressing. It was so hard to concentrate on obedience when the flash kept nearly emptying her mind of the commands.

Sitting down, he let Julie spread her legs above his mouth, and guided her slowly down until her soft lips were against his rougher ones. He loved the taste of a girl's pussy. He lapped slowly, arousing her with the first sexual pleasure she'd ever really experienced. She began to moan, and move her hips to maximize contact with his tongue. Jared was happy to notice that activity, it seemed like the pleasure was bringing her out of her zapped state, into a simple trance. He kept licking, as bad as he wanted to fuck this girl, he didn't want to hurt her. As he did, he felt her legs shaking, the pleasure was getting too much for her. He sucked hard at her pussy, feeling her clit perk up at the sudden rush of sensation. Then, she moaned in ecstasy, waves of pleasure cascading through her empty mind.

Once her orgasm passed, Jared sat up, quickly, worried she'd been too loud. What he saw made his worry evaporate and turned him on. April and Dawn were still kissing, rubbing their thighs against each other's pussy. Mary had stripped, and followed the last command she'd heard: "Come here." She stood naked, staring at the girls with no thoughts at all, waiting for her next command. So, Jared gave it. "You want me to fuck these girls," he said.

"No," she said quietly. She blinked slowly, looking at him. He sighed. They always resisted. And just like most of the fast brainwashing gear, this stuff couldn't really change desires.

"Fine, but you'll still help me fuck your daughter, and rub your pussy while you do it." The older woman gave a moan as her hand went to her pussy, and she dropped to her knees beside Jared and Julie. He'd guessed right, the little blond was her daughter. Her resistance seemed to melt quickly as she masturbated. It might not be the near-instant brainwashing of the legendary, lost Mind Control Experiment Number 5, but it seemed to cause one hell of an increase in sexual response. Even with that response, it was a surprise when Mary wrapped her lips around his cock. In Mary and the girls' otherwise empty minds, arousal built on itself to incredible levels of desire. Finally she stopped sucking, after his cock was completely slick from her mouth. She gently guided her daughter to the strange man's organ, and let her rest her pussy lips against it. She didn't want to follow the command, but she couldn't think of how to resist. Her pussy didn't want to resist. She guided her daughter slowly down. Jared hadn't felt a pussy this tight in a long time. Once he was in as far as he could go, he began slow, gentle thrusts, carefully fucking the little girl. "You, go ahead and show those little sluts what girls can do to each other," Jared gasped to Mary.

It was wrong. She had to do it. The realization of just how wrong, and naughty, and perverse it was bounced around her head, making her pussy drip. "Girls, come suck my titties," she said, talking just as dirty as she would to her husband after a few drinks. It took a gasped command from Jared before they obeyed her, one on each side, sucking her nipples. She spoke as clearly as she could between moans, teaching them to finger each other, and her. Soon enough, they were all three on the floor, the girls in a sixty-nine while Mary rubbed herself to an orgasm.


The next morning, they were all a little sore as they sat down to breakfast. Nobody seemed to remember anything. Mary did have a strange image pop into her head when she saw one of the girls swat at April's pigtails. She was on her back, naked, the girl between her legs, using those pigtails like power steering for pussy licking. She shook her head to get the image away, apparently she really missed her husband.

Julie was quiet. It looked like nobody else remembered the TV. The wonderful TV that showed her such special pleasures. Now she knew, she loved sex, she loved cock, she loved pussy. She wanted to fuck her friends. She even wanted to fuck her mom! She didn't remember the events of the night, not clearly. All she remembered was that it was the TV that showed her, and vague images of naked girls. Her desires were strong and clear, though. She needed to fuck. Hopefully the TV would teach her friends tonight like it taught her. If not, she'd do it herself.

*Image courtesy of sleepymaid*

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