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Break his Will

Inspiration for story: https://www.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/1813117-Body-Possession-Powers 

That morning had been tiresome for you Cody; your body ached in pain. You failed the science experiment in trying to make a concoction that could be used as a clean source of energy for cars. Thus, you showered to relax and as the water poured against your body, the chemicals stained from the experiment reacted and began to melt your body into a red goo. 

As you slithered in the locker rooms, a voice boomed.

“Come on, you need to work harder! After all, the next game is soon, so we need as much practice as possible!” Coach Davis yelled at the soccer team. 

Davis had greying hair that is still shades of brown. He was also kind of old as well, but he was still pretty muscular.

You slithered through the grass and then saw him take a quick sip of his water bottle. You slunk up the bench he had placed it on and into the bottle. He yelled at the team for a while before grabbing the bottle again and taking another sip, not even bothering to see what was inside of it. Instantly, you crawled right into him. He nearly dropped his bottle and shook as you spread all over his body, taking him over. Luckily, no one noticed. While they were still busy, you flexed your massive left bicep and smirked. “All right you sissies, practice is over! Go to the showers!” you yelled with the coach’s manly voice, laughing at the back of his head that you could just order around these big guys.

The team left for the showers while you chuckled and began to walk towards Davis’ house, luckily he lived very nearby. A grin appeared on your face as you went inside and began to undress. He had a short-sleeved grey shirt and a pair of white shorts. You took off his shirt and went into the mirror, admiring your new body.

Coach Davis had a very muscular body. You moved his hands over your legs and felt the hairs on them. You felt muscles everywere. Drunk with the coach’s machismo energy, you got down on the floor, doing some push ups. Somehow it just felt like he needed to do them. It was just easy with this powerful body.  You did clap push ups, then with one arm, and the Spiderman version, but it was still a walk of the park for the burly coach.

After doing them, you got up, all sweaty, and took off his white shorts. In front of the mirror, you posed, grabbed your giant dick, and rubbed it before playing with it. Feeling amazing in this body you didnt know what to do next. Then, you realized that Coach Davis has a son in your grade! His name was Jeff! 

He was a huge jackass to you through middle school and also highschool. He always taunted you and bullied you because he had always been the handsome jock and the guy that every girl wanted to date. Now was your time to get back at him! You realized that he’s probably still at football practice because he was the captain, he usually stayed longer to finish his workout. You figured you could wait about 30 minutes and he can be all yours. So you walked around the house, shaved your beard, and took a shower.

After waiting for an hour, you heard a car pulling up the driveway. Bingo! Jeff was finally home! You saw he had a sleek almost brand new pick up truck, a truck that his dad, or now you, paid for. But in a little while it will be your truck, you grin to yourself. The front door opens as you walk down the stairs. 

Jeff said, “Hey dad! 

“How you doing, champ?” you replied.

You noticed Jeff was still wearing his football gear and he looked pretty sweaty. His tighter yet firmer build had a nice slab of abs, defined smooth pecs. You admired his slim and chiseled face He sat on the stair, took off his Nike high tops and unlaced them. 

“Yo dad, I’m gonna hop in the shower,” he told you. 

He went upstairs and leapt above the stairs with his strong tanned thighs. The door slammed and you knew it was your perfect chance to have your revenge. Coach Davis fell in front of the bathroom as you left him. You crept under the door and slid across the tiles until you reached his big feet. Once there, you climbed up his athletic legs dusted with hair. It slightly tickled Jeff, who thought it was just shampoo. His boyish laugh motivated you, knowing you will soon have his seductive voice. Without further ado, you pounced at his thick cock and crawled inside it. 

Jeff groaned. “The fuck?”

His meat stiffened as he stroked himself. You tried to move, but his precum blocked your way. He jacked off faster and you were soon shot all over the wall with semen covering you.

“Damn, had this load inside me all day,” said Jeff with a chuckle.

If you still had eyes, you would glare at him. Fortunately, that dumb stud did not even notice you. So, you went up the shower arm and then dove inside his open mouth. Jeff widdened his eyes and choked on you. His bull neck constricted you as he gargled. You shook, but your former bully easilly spit you out.

“Argh, must’ve swallowed some hair gel…”

You cursed and stormed out of the room. Coach Davis was waking up, but you charged at his face and forced your way inside his mouth. Like his son, the old man fought you, but you overpowered him. You flexed his stout body and giggled.

“You bred a kid with a bitch of a strong will, old man,” you taunted your host. “Guess I’ll have to break it.”

You dug inside your vessel’s brain and discovered he used to be a pro-athlete.

Your host looked damn sexy, and still does. However, he had to stop his career to take care of his son and become a single dad. Coach Davis was proud of his son, but also ressented him for having the youth he once had. Knowing how much Jeff looked up to his father, you knew you had what it took to weaken your bully. Assimilating Coach Davis’s bossy and paternal attitude, you slammed the bathroom open and found Jeff taking pictures of himself.

“Dad?! Why are you naked?!” screamed his… your son.

You snatched his phone and threw it in the bin.

“Shut up!” you shouted with your deep voice. “You see this body? This is what the peak of masculinity looks like! Do me some push-ups until I tell you to stop!”

Jeff rolled his eyes and obeyed you. He must have inherited your sporty genes, because he had no pain in doing your task.

You put your left foot against his back and barked, “Harder! Faster!”

When your son finally started to sweat, you smiled. You sprinted to Jeff’s room and came back with two weights.

“Now lift!” You dropped them in the hallway.

Jeff sighed and picked up the weights before he curled them. 

“What’s gotten into you today?” he asked.

You leered. “Cody. The kid you used to bully in high school.”

The jock huffed. “So what? He called you to punish you, c’mon, he was a loser.”

You seized him by the wrists. “No, he possessed me.”

Coach Davis’s eyes turned red and Jeff let go of the weights.

“Cody?! The hell? What are you doing inside my dad?” questioned your bully.

“Don’t worry, I won’t stay inside your daddy forever.” You walked closer to him. “I want you.”

Jeff shot daggers at you. “Go fuck yourself.”

“Oh I will. Once I’m inside you, I’m gonna fuck myself a lot,” you replied.

“Get the fuck out of my dad or I’ll beat you out!” threatened Jeff.

“Ah!” You pushed your son against a wall. “Your daddy’s mind might be weaker, but his body is bigger and stronger! You have no choice, either let me inside or I’ll ruin your daddy’s life!”

Jeff lowered his head. “Fine.”

He opened his mouth and you smiled.

“Here comes the airplane.”

Coach Davis opened his mouth as you shot your slime form out of him and at Jeff’s face. The jock stood still as you spread his lips crawled inside him. Then, you climbed up his throat and headed to his brain.

“Got’cha!” exclamed Jeff.

Once again, you got stuck as his brain pushed you in a corner of his head.

“You think you’re the first loser trying to possess me?” asked Jeff. “I’ll spit you inside a box and threw you in a fire like the others.”

Shit, he had outsmarted you!

“Jeff?” His father grunted. “What happened?

“Don’t worry, dad, I’m about to throw the garbage out,” answered his son.

“Sorry, son, that won’t happen.”

Your vision went black again before it suddenly split in two. Your eyelids blinked and you now saw another point of view, Coach Davis’s. He was chokeholding his son, or you rather were.

Jeff wrestled you. “Dad?! What the fuck?!” 

“Looks like a part of me was still inside your daddy,” you said through his father.

“You can’t split?! How?!” 

“It doesn’t matter.” You held Jeff tighter. “Another part of me is inside you, give up or your precious daddy will pay!”

Jeff elbowed you. “Fuck you!”

“Fine, then let’s ask what Daddy think?” 

You released your Coach Davis’s brain but still controlled his body. Then, you loaded his mind with your memories.

“Son?!” Davis tried to move but could not. “Why am I doing this to you?”

“It’s okay, dad, I’ll fix this!” yelled Jeff.

His father cringed. “J- Jeff, why did you bully that kid? That’s not how I raised you!”

“Cody! You faggot, stop!” ordered the jock.

“He’s inside me! I can feel all his hatred against you! Please, Jeff, get him out of me!” urged his father.

Jeff shook his head. “Fine! You won! Go ahead, possess me!”

Coach Davis smiled. “With pleasure.”

You spat the rest of your slime at Jeff and crawled inside his open mouth. Instantly, your bully jumped up and rushed to the kitchen.

“UUnng! I’m stronger than you!” He winced. “I’ll get you out of me!”

He grabbed a tupperware and stretched his lips over it. But your gathered your slime inside his head and latched onto his brain. Jeff winced and stumbled against the cooking table.

“AAARRGH! YOU FUCKING QUEER!” 

The jock fell on his back and held his head.

“You can’t! I AM STRONGER! UUUNNGGGGGGG!!!”

Jeff fought you but you had assimilated some of his father’s resentment against him. You unleashed them all over his mind, weakening his willpower.

“NNNGG! The fuck you’re doing to me?! IT’S MY BODY! LEAVE!”

“Shut up, will you,” said Jeff’s voice.

“Huh?”

You stood up and checked your new tannd and toned body. You flexed your veiny biceps and bounced your pecs. Then, you caressed your six-pack with a delicious treasure trail.

“Why am I doing this?!”

“You still don’t understand? You lost, asshole,” you told him.

Your strong hands slid down your sweatpants and revealed an engorged dick.

“Damn! It’s begging for release!” you shouted as you fondled his fuckstick. “Shiiit! That feels even better than with you dad!”

“Fuck you!”

“Oh I will!” You cupped his meaty chest. “Your gorgeous body is only asking for fuck all day!”

Your other hand pressed the thumb against your large penis while your other fingers rubbed your ballsack. Meanwhile, you pinched your perky nipples.

“Aaah! Aren’t you the sensitive slut?” you taunted Jeff.

“I’ll kick your ass once it’s done!” answered his consciousness.

“I don’t think.” You jacked him off harder. “I do think your teammates will. From what I can tell, you got some faggots in your team?” you wondered as precum leaked out of you. “I’m sure they love to fuck with a stallion like you.”

You raised your other arm and spotted some tufts of hair under your sweaty armpit. You sniffed yourself and welcomed a virile and strong scent. Your arm flexed as you did so, which you nibbled and chewed.

“You taste so good, Jeffie-boy!”

“STOP THAT!”

Your washboard abs tensed as you exploded manjuice all over the kitchen floor. 

“UUNNNnngggg!” you roared.

You dropped on all fours and breathed heavilly like a lion. Your knees bent as you leant forward to lick your semen.

“Yum! The savor of pure testerone!”

“I’ll make you pay!”

“I think that’s enough freedom for you today, Jeff,” you said. “Don’t worry, I’ll call you back everytime I want to mess with you or to show you how I’ve fooled your dad and your friends.” You smirked. “You’ll do nothing as I live your life and fuck whoever I want with your hunky body!”

“You can’t! I’ll-”

“See you soon, Jeff.”

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The Adventure of Zim and Jim (Revamp)

This is more of an edit rather than revamp. Plus, I added one part, taking off from where vchris left the story. I also changed some of the pictures and add this tiny part in the 2nd part when a police stopped their car, nothing really substantial that altered the story

Part 1

Life hasn’t been easy these last couple of years.  My name is Jim, and I’m a nineteen year-old victim of the foster-care system.  Home to home, legal guardians exploiting me for the cash provided by the state.  Neglect, bare minimum necessities provided, and occasional abuse are simply stitched into the fabric of my life.  Being gay hasn’t exactly made this any easier.  I came out to my last foster family and they kicked me out right after my 18 birthday after they siphoned all the state fund for being my foster parents. Lucky for me I’ve been crashing and showering at my friend Sarah’s house.  I don’t want to intrude too much on her kindness though, so the other nights I try to find any shelter or dry spot that’s close enough to the community college that I can walk there in time for class.  That’s the bare-boned stripped down version of my story, but I don’t get too severely depressed because I still have one thing going for me; I’m smart.  Now, I know my occasionally relaxed grammar might suggest otherwise, but my test scores are at the front of the pack.  The school was nice enough to pay for my SAT- it’s the beginning of junior year and I got a 2340 without any studying or prep.  I get some shit about being a nerd and not working out and being strong, but I don’t have time for that.  I have to make sure I can get a full ride to college because that will be the only way I can ever escape this life.  It would be easier if I had a Dad to help me through this.  I never met either of my parents since they died when I was too young to remember much, but sometimes I yearn for just a chance to meet my Dad.  I obviously still wish I had a mom, but the absence of a father in my life is what has had the most long-lasting impact on me and my psyche.  I hate to admit this, but I think this yearning has mixed in with my budding sexuality, making me crave a strong, hairy, and masculine daddy to hold me close at night and protect me from the evils of the world.  But I digress…

Sometimes I get kind of lost in my thoughts while walking through the park at night.  I know that sounds kind of dangerous, but trust me; in this town the most exciting criminal activity is a neighbor playing music too loud.  And it’s really quiet here and it’s about the only time I have to just think and not stress about shit I can’t control.  Some Friday night, huh?  Most of my peers are out getting trashed and living it up, but I already have all my homework for Monday and Tuesday done, having worked all night long just to have the rest of my weekend to coast and go with the flow.  The local shelter is 24/7 and never at full occupancy, so I can come and go whenever I want to.  And Sarah is kindly washing all the clothes I own- which don’t even fill a single load of her washing machine, but hey- they’ll be clean.   Nights like these when I’m strolling through the park by myself, surrounded by darkness, I wonder why I don’t feel worse about my life.  Sometimes I legitimately ask myself why I don’t feel an urge to jump into the chilly lake and let the murky water flood inside my lungs and just end it all.  I guess it’s because I just have this funny feeling.  Whenever I feel surrounded by dark, I can’t help but look up at the stars and all their splendor and just know that something better is right around the corner.  In fact, I’m not convinced that that bright celestial body is even a star.  It seems to be getting closer…and it’s BURNING!!!!   SHIT! I duck as quickly as I can as the burning mass flies overhead, ripping right through the tops of the trees above me before crashing about a quarter of a mile North.  There might be some give or take, but based on its trajectory when it cut through the tree line I’d say that’s a safe bet.  I crawl back up to my feet, watching the glowing cinders of falling leaves forming a trail for me to follow as I knowingly walk towards what could be adventure, doom, or both.   The walk seems to take forever, but I know it’s not because I miscalculated; it’s more because the excitement is literally killing me as I freeze and stare at what appears to be a smoldering orb of spherically constructed metal.  Well it’s almost spherical…there’s a hole or a released latch or something.  Was someone riding this thing?  How could they?  That hole is like the size of a ping pong ball.  You’d have to be a freaking gerbil or have the stretchiness of Mr. Fantastic to get through- “UUNNNNNNGGGGGOOOOOOMMMMMFFFFFFAAAAAAGGHHHHH!!!!!””” I scream as something small and agile flies into my mouth and begins intensely crawling down my throat, making it impossible to vocalize and scream for help.  I try with all my might to push back and pull it out, but my desperate grip just slides off of its slick surface before it slides all the way down my throat, too far gone for me to reach.  I feel it spreading through me, moving underneath my skin and entering every limb.  I fall onto my back, shaking and squirming as this foreign entity latches onto my brainstem and begins breathing for me.  Everything goes dark as the creature continues crawling, making me feel like electricity is coursing through every fiber of my nervous system as it prepares to enter my brain….

What the…Where the fuck am I?  What happened to that orb?  And the fucking monster!  I grab at my throat and mouth, rubbing over my body, poking and prodding to see if I can detect an invader inside me.  Nothing.  Maybe it was just a dream?  But that doesn’t explain how I got…Oh shit!  This is my room I had at my most recent foster parents’ house.   I gather myself, getting onto my slightly unsteady feet.  Holy Shit, my head hurts.  Whatever, I just need to find out what the fuck is going on.  I mean for the love of-

“Good morning, Sport!” my asshole foster dad says with unusual cheer.  God damn, I never noticed how sexy he was.  That scruffy look works so well for him.  And that nice and toned body, with all that sexy daddy hair sprinkled across his abs and chest…Wait why the fuck is he just chilling in boxers.  And why is he being so chill?

“Jason, what the fuck is going on?!” I ask with potential concern for my own safety.  

“I’m not the one you call Jason,” He responds, standing up and walking towards me.  

“Jason, I don’t know how I got here, but I promise I didn’t come back on purpose!  Is Mary here too?  Please don’t tell her about this!  Just let me grab my pants and I’ll be out for good,” I plead, remembering Mary telling me I would die if I ever set foot in their house again.  

“Oh I wouldn’t worry about this vessel’s mate, Mary.  She was��incompatible.”

“Jason, what the fuck are you talking about?!  Incompatible?  Vessel?!” I yell as I grab my head and try to remember last night.

“That’s it.  Think.  You’re different than most.  Keep pushing.”

That’s exactly what I do as I navigate the corridors of my mind, unlocking what would be buried memories for most, vividly reliving the experience of being entered by a mysterious miniature alien-like creature.  I think harder and harder until I remember the exact moment I lost control- in that moment I heard a voice telling me everything would be okay…

“And I meant it,” Jason, or whatever is inside Jason, responds.  

“How did you-“

“You’re a special one, Jim, and we’re connected now in more ways than you know.  I just planned on piloting you until I could find a more suitable vessel, but when I saw all the pain and loneliness of your life I felt…I can’t even describe it.  The abuse.  The deaths.  The absence of a father…The yearning for the gentle touch and romantic love of someone you can call Daddy…I felt it all.  But I also felt your potential- your intellect.  I brought you back to this place, and the one called Mary tried to confront me.  I entered her body, but she was of an incompatible gender so her body evaporated.  This one called Jason arrived as she finished disappearing, giving me the chance to enter him.  Then, I tucked you in and waited for you to wake up so I could tell you all this.  With me as your Daddy, we could have it all.  I could have my vessel- a strong body to let me enjoy the fruits and delights of this world.  And you could have your Daddy- someone strong and tough, a real man who can nurture you…who can fill you with his warm sexual fluids and make you feel complete…” This creature says before walking up towards me.  I don’t flinch or recoil though.  I know he is telling the truth.  

“What should I call you?” I ask as he leans down and begins unzipping my pants.  

“Call me Zim,” he says before opening Jason’s mouth and slowly swallowing my hard cock, making me gasp in surprise as he makes my whole body vibrate with pleasure, using Jason’s tongue to wiggle and slide that warm wet organ all over my cockhead, taking me deep as I feel my shaft glide along his wild tongue and my cockhead begins gliding down his throat.  

“Ohhhhhh my- Zim you- OH!!!!!  Wait- please wait- stop!” I gasp as I pull out of Jason’s mouth, making Zim look up at me with concern in Jason’s eyes.  

“Did I displease you?  I thought this was a fantasy of yours?”

“No, Zim you are right.  I fantasized about Jason loving me many times, but with you here and inside him…I just can’t forget all that he put me through.  And if you’re going to be my Daddy, well it just can’t be him.  I can’t unknow what he put me through…”

“Don’t worry, Jim,” Zim says caringly as he gently caresses my cheek.  “I completely understand.  We’ll go find a body that you can call Daddy.”

“But what’ll happen to Jason when you leave him?”

“Oh don’t you worry about that.  I’ve already reprogramed his brain.  Whenever I’m not inside him he will be malleable and easy to manipulate, almost completely his old self; but I devoured the part of his brain that controls free will.  He’s a fully independent human being, but he’s just not ALL there if you know what I mean.”

“You didn’t…”

“Oh no, Jim!  I left every brain cell of yours exactly the way it was when I got there.  I want you to enjoy this and to be yourself.”

“Phew…Then I guess we should-“ “Head to the mall,” Zim interrupts me with Jason’s sexy voice.  Jason winks at me and for just a split second I swear I can see a little twinkle in his eyes, as if my extraterrestrial friend was winking too.  

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Still alive

Thank you for the concern. I'm still working up on my tasks and being buried in a lot of work since I'm just starting a new job. I still plan on continuing the series that I started once I'm done with the training. I hope you guys understand. 🙏 I'll be posting the continuation of the series once I'm sure that I'm done with all of the assessments and evaluations. Thank you so much for your support and stay safe. 😊

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One Touch - Part 1

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DISCLAIMER: This story might not focus on character development and plot. The story you’re about to read will solely focus on having fun with writing erotic stories. Nevertheless, this story will be filled with foreplay, intimacy and sex, a lot of sex. If straight forward stories are not your thing, I apologize, but otherwise you want to enjoy reading intimate scenes, then welcome and hop on.

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All I need is one touch. Just one touch to take control of anyone I want. Just one touch to make them do what I ask them to. I’ve been training with this new found power for over a year now, thanks to that Guide to Hypnosis book that I’ve bought for a very good price.

I’ve been hypnotizing my way throughout my sophomore year. My freshman year had not been that great and through making people do what I want, I’ve been getting great scores that made me catch up with my grades. Just one touch, I make my professors alter my grade, or make my homework, or make them think that they’ve been taking care of me and it’s their job to make sure I do great in school. I’ve been getting free coffee in the university café since the start of my sophomore year. Just one touch to make the manager think I’m their special costumer.

So far I have almost done everything that I have always wanted with hypnosis, except one that I have been craving since I’ve learned about hypnosis. No, it’s not about getting famous. It’s not about robbing a bank and getting away with it with hypnosis. It’s not about getting revenge on people who did me wrong.

It’s intimacy.

I may have touched other people’s hands, arms or shoulders, but even my own body is touch deprived. I’ve been wanting someone to touch my, grope me, kiss me, make them do whatever I ask them to. Now with this power, I can finally make anyone have intense intimacy with me. I’ve trained for over a year for this. I can’t let every attempt fail and make them weirded out, or let people know I can hypnotize anyone I want.

So far, I’ve tried this once with my roommate, Robert.

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Unexpected Company

Chapter 6 - The Purpose

I wake up as the sun shines through the windows. I slowly gather my strength and sit on this bed. I rub my eyes as a form of a man slowly becomes clearer in my eyes. He was taking a picture of me when he noticed that I'm looking straight at him. He puts down his phone and smiles.

"Sorry about that. It's just that you look so innocent waking up. I just have to take a pic." He smirks as he sits on the swivel chair and stops in front of me. "So, about our deal yesterday, do have something in mind?" He ask as he stand up from his chair and sit properly.

I rub my eyes as my sight is still adjusting from the light. I sit on the bed as I use the sheet to cover my naked body. I look at him as he waits for my question with a smirk.

"I only have three questions for you. Answer them honestly please?" I ask as he nods.

"Ok, first question, How are you able to do what you do? Taking over somebody's body and using them so lifelike. It just fascinates me." I said as I cross my arms.

"Well, I don't know. It's just how it is. I just woke up in the streets with three goals in mind. Find an accomplice, convert some able-bodied host and propagate my collection. I just know that I need to enter their body in any way and navigate until I'm in their brain." He said with a serious face.

"Don't you even know where you came from? Or what creature are you? It's rare for slimes to be sentient, you know? It's even my first time seeing a living slime." I exclaimed as I start to think about what he said.

"Honestly, I'm surprised as you are. Based on the memories of my hosts, my existence is like a fairytale or fiction for your kind. I tried to remember where I came from but the more I assimilate people, the harder it is to keep record of my own memories." He said with a somewhat melancholic voice.

I felt that I'm being unfair to him. Just because he is what he is, it doesn't mean that he automatically knows what he is. Since we both have no idea why he exists, I think that it's better to just focus on what we know.

"Thank you for being honest. For my second question, may I know what you're capable of? How strong is your control over these guys? What abilities have you already discovered?" I ask as I stand up from the bed, with the sheets still covering my body, and fetch a glass of water to drink.

"I can say that I have absolute control over my vessels. After the assimilation, their brain is practically my body replica of their original one. The whole structure, even to the tiniest neuron, is perfectly copied. As for their memories, I do have a choice whether I will keep them to myself or upload them into their assimilated brain. After I assimilate them, I can feel their thoughts and emotions even their far away from me. Not sure about the limit of that but as far as I know, I can remotely control their actions and speech even when I'm in another vessel." Jason smirk when the door opens as Miguel walks inside naked.

He stops in the middle of the room as Jason stands up and walks behind me and hugs me as he directs my attention to Miguel, who looks like he's in a trance.

"Now, to show you how strong my control is, a demonstration will be sufficient." Jason whispers in my ear as I felt his long dick poking through his shorts.

He snaps his fingers as Miguel's dick hardens without any stimulation.

"I can even take it up a notch and make him feel good." Jason purrs.

Miguel starts to shake as his hips start to thrust forward like he's fucking the air. Within seconds, he orgasmed as I can hear his soft moans. He remains standing as I can see his chest huff like he just finished a marathon.

"Within just a couple of seconds, I made him felt like he's fucking and being fucked for an hour. I can do that by stimulating his muscle and nerve memory and overloading it with sensations that he already experienced. You might say that Miguel was always been a straight dude and will never get his ass to be pounded by some random gay man. I apologize for that. I just felt the rush after taking over this body and he's the nearest ass available." Jason said as he licks my ear.

I flinched from his licks as I pull out from his embrace and walk over to Miguel as I sit him down on the bed, still shaking and heaving heavily.

"That was unnecessary. But that's also fun to watch." I smile as I stroke Miguel's hair.

"Now for my last question, can I give you a name? Or give me something to address you personally? Not that I don't want to call you by your vessel's name. It's just that since we're going to be accomplices as you said, my partner should have his own identity, don't you think?" I look at him as I saw his surprised face turn into a grin.

"How very thoughtful of you then?" He said with a smirk. "Fine, you can refer to me as Gerry." He said proudly.

"Gerry? Where did you get that?" I chuckled as he tries to explain his side.

"Well, slimes are like gelatins, right? Gerry is like a human name for gelatin!" He exclaimed like a child.

I burst out laughing at his reasoning. I guess that if I will consider that he just started existing a few weeks ago, he's still a child in comparison to human standards.

"Ok then, Gerry, are you done assimilating Jason? Cause I have some people that I'd like you to be." I said as I play with Miguel's body.

"Oh? Who do you have in mind?" Gerry asks.

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The Marionette

Chapter 5 - Playing with Strings

It's been a week since discovering my powers. I've been messing with Anthony while at work and having fun with Kenneth at home. Life is getting good as I've discovered that I can also manipulate multiple individuals. As far as I can do, I can only control 2 people at the same time given that I can only command them and that they don't function as well when I'm only controlling one. I felt their sensations and emotions in an instant and I feel tired after that. I learn that if I will slowly build up my control by manipulating their strings one at a time, the backlash of their overwhelming senses won't exhaust me that much.

I practice my technique at the local gym where Kenneth and I meet up after work. One by one, I take over the minds of the jocks as I also practice my endurance. I mean, feeling their worn out and tired muscle ache while their testosterone is at its peak is very taxing to me and makes me feel so tired without doing anything except wait on the juice stand. After converting them into my submissive puppets, I'll let Kenneth play with them since he's always horny. I met a lot of people and also become friends with some nice gym folk by letting them retaining their personality and just make them obey any requests that I have now and then. But for those who are homophobic and rude to anyone get pounded by my pet jock as I rewrite their personalities to become more understanding and open-minded to others.

It was Kenneth's suggestion that made me thinking about trying out my powers and knowing my limit. He said that maybe my power is like his muscles, the more work out and exercises he does, the more powerful and muscular he becomes. I take that as an inspiration and create my workout with my power. Now, I can control 10 guys simultaneously without any fatigue or signs of resistance.

As I start to prepare myself to clock out, I heard Anthony calling me inside his office. He still has his autonomy and can still do tasks on his own. His prime directives are still intact, making him pliable to me in the office. I told him to treat me in the office as normal as he could, that he needs to maintain his past asshole self in front of my colleagues. I don't want to raise any suspicion since some of them report to his wife. When we are alone though, that's when I toy with him as he begs me to make him cum.

I added a function to his balls that he can only cum as many times as I allow and his dick to be hard at a specific time. He would ask me for permission if he wants to fuck his wife so that I can give him at least 2 or 3 orgasms for that and allow him to be hard for as long as he's doing it to his wife. I made him break up with his flirtations and focus on making Desiree happy. As much as I want to ravage my boss, he still has a wife and a kid. I don't want to ruin Tony's life by making his parents miserable.

As I slowly walk to Anthony's office, I noticed that he's talking to someone. I knock on the door as he lets me in. I was surprised to see Tony sitting in front of his father as he looks angry with Anthony. He looks at me as I see how his frown turns into a smile.

"Hey! How are you?" Tony asks as he stands up and greets me.

He opens his arms as I extend my hands. I saw a glint of sadness in his eyes as he lowers his arms and shakes my hand. It was a little awkward as he stops shaking my hand and sit back in his chair. I felt a little guilty since I made him act like that towards me and I didn't even return his warm welcome. I sit beside him as Anthony's face becomes serious.

"Gary, from now on, I want you to monitor Tony for at least a month. Since you're already acquainted with him and around your age, I think that will be the best for all of us." Anthony demands.

"What the fuck? Are you serious? I only passed out in front of our gate and now you're assigning him to monitor me? Do I freaking look like a kid?" Tony exclaimed.

"Well, you're acting like one so why not? Besides, you're mom already agreed to this and she said that she can trust Gary here. All she needs you to do is to check with Gary here every hour and tell him what you're currently doing. Simple, right?" Anthony said with a smug look on his face.

I was surprised that Desiree even agreed to this. It seems like my work with Anthony is bearing its fruits. He became more connected and in touch with his wife. I look at Tony as I can he that he looks uncomfortable about the situation. I decided to use my influence over Anthony and persuade him to maybe lessen Tony's punishment.

"Uhm, sir. If I may, while I'm more than happy to check in with Tony here every hour, wouldn't that affect my job performance since I'll be doing a lot of work?" I ask as I try to look more professional in front of Tony while I wink to his father.

"Well, we also considered that you'll say that so let me tell you the real reason why I called you here. Desiree and I decided to give her position to you since she wants to stop working and just become a stay-at-home mom. That way, we can focus on our relationship as a couple and settle down properly. We both know that we've been neglectful of Tony in the past since we both need to work to earn well for our family. She said to me that since she rarely goes to the office and performs her part, she might as well give it to you since you both graduated with the same degree and we both trust that you can do so. I will just hire another assistant to fill your empty desk. Are we clear?" Anthony said as I was left with my mouth open.

I look at him as I look to Tony with the same surprised face as I have. I clear my throat as I manage to ask my last question.

"Well, sir. I'm honored to take that promotion but isn't that a little over the top just for watching over your kid?" I said as I look into Tony as he looks to his father and nodded.

"Again, it is a decision that Desiree and I agreed to. She's been thinking about staying home for quite some time now and she thinks that you've been a wonderful influence on me and maybe you can do the same to our son. I have my doubts about that last part but her words, not mine. She hopes that you'll be able to live up to her expectations. She also told me to tell you to call her after this just in case you still doubt me." Anthony said as he smiles at me.

I'm so happy that my eyes start to tear up but I force myself to stand up as I shake Anthony's hand. I look at Tony as he also smiles at me.

"I will do my best." I exclaimed.

"I certainly hope so." Anthony replied.

I left his office together with Tony while Anthony says that he still needs to finish up something and asks me to come back to sign my contract. I ask Tony for his number as he also saved mine on his phone. As I look up at him, I see him smiling from ear to ear.

"Well, congratulations on your promotion." He said with a gentle smile on his face.

"Yeah, I didn't see that coming," I replied as I really didn't see that coming.

"You know, I'm more than willing to do the check-ins. As long as it's with you. I just thought that maybe I'll give you some inconveniences since I can see that you're working hard for my dad." He said with a sad voice as the elevator door opens up.

I look at him as he went inside the elevator and just stand there in silence. I don't know what to say so I just kept my mouth shut. As we reach the ground floor and proceed to the exit, Tony calls me attention.

"I hope that you're okay with my parents' demands. They indeed used to work all the time when I was little and it made me disconnect with them as I grow old. I'm just happy that they're doing their best to fix their faults and tries to be better parents for me. At some point, I understand where they're coming from and I'm also willing to do the same. I'm just happy that it also allows us to be closer." He said as he tries his best to hide his emotions but fails to do so as I see his face blushing like a tomato.

"Yeah! I hope that too. I guess I'll look forward to your updates then?" I ask as I try to make the conversation a little lighter.

"That I'll do." He said as a taxi stops in front of us.

Tony waves his hand at me as the taxi droves away from the office. I felt giddy as I realized that I was wrong to assume that Tony was uncomfortable earlier. I guess I should stop doubting my power.

I went inside the office and straight to Anthony's office as I heard him talking to someone. I close the door as he waves his hand at me with a mahalo sign.

"Yeah babe! Actually, Gary's here. I ask him to walk Tony outside and come back to sign the papers. Yeah. Okay." He said as he hand his phone to me.

"Hey Desiree!" I said with a gleeful tone.

She congratulates me for my promotion and proceeds to give me some details about her position. She's the person in charge of documenting our projects and calling past clients for possible events. She told me that I have the information that I will need inside her office and that I can hire an assistant to help me with the workload. Though my salary will not increase for that, she assures me that the workload will be lighter than the ones that I have right now. We don't want any bad blood within the office to boil over my sudden promotion so it's necessary.

Desiree told me that I can either contact the HR and proceed with the hiring process for my assistant or hire someone that I can trust. She believes that the person responsible for her husband's reformation must have a good judgment over those things. She then bid her farewell and congratulates me again for the promotion as she drops the call.

I see Anthony grinning from ear to ear as I hand him his phone. I lightly punch his arms as he overreacts.

"What was that for?" He asks while laughing.

"I told you to keep a low profile. We don't want my colleagues to be suspicious of us, right?" I ask his as I sit on his table.

"Again, it was not my decision. Though if it was mine, I will still ask you to monitor Tony without giving you a promotion. You should work your ass more." He said with a laugh.

"Anyway, since I'm in a good mood. I will give you at least 8 orgasms for tonight and your dick will not soften as you fuck your wife until she passes out. It's the least I can do for Desiree after this. Make sure to treat her as gently and as romantic with all of your might. Also you won't experience and fatigue while doing so. I want Desiree to have the night of her life." I said while checking my phone that I didn't notice that Anthony is already masturbating.

I turn around as he blasts his wad on his table while letting out a guttural moan as his cum hits my pants. I look at him with a confused face as he starts to grin like a child.

"Thank you and have a wonderful night, Sir." Anthony said as he pats my back and walks out of his office.

I also left as soon as I close the office as Kenneth texts me, asking where I was and that he's been waiting in the gym for 30 minutes. I happily went inside my car as I drove down to the gym to break my news to him. As I parked in front of the gym, I noticed Nilo, standing in front of the gym. He's one of my jock-turned- bitch since he was an asshole to his little brother who's gay. I parked my car as I saw him walking towards me.

"Hey, Gary! Kenneth asks me to wait for you. He said that you'll want to smell me since I finished my workout. I was hoping you can do so before I can shower. I have a date with the wimpy kid I met in the library later." He said to me.

"Oh, there's need. Go ahead and make that kid happy. Make sure that you'll be gentle to him and do anything he wants. Just don't do his requests if it endangers your body, health and personal life." I said as I fetch my gym bag inside my trunk.

"Ok then. See yah!" He said as he went to his car and drive.

I proceed inside the gym to see Kenneth already working out in the bench press. I went to the juice stand and put my bag in the drawer as my phone rings. It seems that Kenneth noticed me and send a picture.

I told him to come straight to me after he changes his clothes since I have wonderful news. I start to check if there's new blood in the gym as I scan the room for any unrecognized string. Sadly there was none so I just check my phone for Tony's update while waiting for Kenneth to finish. After 45 minutes, Kenneth walks up to me and kisses me on my lips. I can smell that he hasn't taken a shower yet and it made me happy.

"Hey, babe! What's the news?" He asks as he sits in front of me as I prepare his protein shake.

"Well, I got a promotion and I was asked to monitor Tony. That way, I get to send him texts every hour and use that to strike a conversation. I'll be more closer to him now and I don't even have to use my power." I said as I hand him his protein shake.

"That's great, babe! I really hope that you'll let me fuck him one day." He said as he grins at me.

"Sorry but that won't happen. I will not let your dick violate him. He's precious like that." I said as Kenneth laughs.

"I guess he'll be fucking me then. Beggars can't be choosers, right?" He said as he sips his protein shake instantly.

"Yeah, that might work. But I'm planning to have a real relationship with him. Not just about sex you know? I want to be his partner in life without the use of my power, unlike what we have. I can say that you only like me since I've used my power on you." I said as I get the tumbler from his hand and throw it in the bin.

"I suppose. I mean, if you haven't used your power on me, I might beat you black and blue by now. I understand that you change me but I'm still sure that I will respond that way without your power." Kenneth said as I came to realize that its true.

Without my power, those people that I turned into puppets might come back to me and be angry for what I did to them. I start to think about what will happen if I suddenly lose my power. Will they remember that I turned them into puppets? Will they turn back on me? Will they remember anything that they did when they're under my control? I felt so small as reality hits me like a brick. I only got this power for a week but I did things that might bite me in the ass when shit goes down. I can't rely on my power to have a normal life and maybe I should start thinking a way that will help me avoid losing it.

As I was about to lose it when my palm shines like a spotlight. I close my eyes until I notice that it's not that bright anymore. The moment that I open my eyes, I was greeted by a huge binder floating in front of me. The title says "Puppet Menagerie" as I slowly open the binder. I open the book as I read the sentence written on it,

"For the power that your heart and soul desires, here's the proof of your justice, hopes and fears. May your heart always filled with power, for great minds seeks their potential to be limitless."

There's a table of contents in which every page is labeled by a name. As I try to understand what it means and read through the list, I realized that it was the names of people that I was able to control. The first page is for Paulo Lacson while the second is for Anthony Labrusca. I then realized that this was arranged based on the who's been puppet chronologically. My eyes widen as I browse through its pages when Kenneth snaps my back to reality. I look at him as he wonders why I look like I'm reading an imaginary book. Suddenly, the pages start flipping and stop at Kenneth's page. It glowed like a lamp as I reach out and touch the page. Kenneth was stumped and stands up in front of me. The strings all over his body start to show some bars as it displays information about him. I tried to interact with it but I was unable to do so.

Like a character in an RPG game, the binder is like an archive of my puppet. It shows their current status and provides me with their real-time vitals. Compared to the Marionette Notebook, where I can edit out their personalities, this one allows me to keep track of my current rosters of puppets. I smile as I felt my power inside me grows and I hope that it's not going to stop there.

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Sorry that I took so long to post this update. I'm done with my works for the week and will continue to write stories again. Thank you for your support and feedback on my stories. It seems that there are some holes in my story and this chapter answers that. I hope that you'll continue your support. It really motivates me to write more. 😊

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Unexpected Company

Chapter 5 - The Professor

"Whichever you wish, Frank. It's all up to you. He only wanted to fulfill your fantasies since your help him with a second thought. It's only natural for him to return the favor." Miguel said as he smiles at me.

He looks more human now than before. His speech is getting more articulate even before he was assimilated. I stretch out my hand to caress his face as he rubs his cheeks against it like a puppy, wanting to be petted. My eyes are fixated on how much Miguel has changed in just a few hours. Given that the real Miguel is not there anymore since his body is now being used as a puppet of a smile, I still can't believe that a day like this would come where I can act out all of my repressed fantasies with him.

Maybe I'm just being paranoid after all.

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I wake up to the smell of coffee as I find myself alone in my bed. I thought that everything that happened was a dream when the door opened. I sit upon my bed to see Miguel, looking like he just had a shower, grins at me as he swiftly sits in front of me and kisses my lips. I was dumbstruck by it as my face burns crimson. After a good minute of kissing and touching each other, Miguel pulls away from me as he looks at me while stroking his hair.

"You should get ready, Frank. We have a big day today, remember?" Miguel said as he sprays his bodyspray and puts on a shirt.

I look at him as I remember all those times that I have to wake him up just to be on time for his class. It dawns to me again that this man here is not Miguel anymore. I feel guilty about doing this to him as I notice that him looking at me as he starts to laugh out loud.

"Well don't just sit there. Gosh! The only time that I was on time and here you are wondering if I'm still alive or not." He chuckled as he continues to fix his hair and pack up his laptop inside his suitcase.

Miguel here is a pre-law student and even though he's a party animal and always gets hammered, he's an intelligent man who can still pass any exam while sleeping in their class. He pissed off a lot of his professors but he also proved to them that he's knowledgeable and resourceful. In the span of 4 months, I've been helping him with his assignments and tasks as he convinces me with his puppy eyes and here I am, caving in to his whims in hopes that he'll be thankful for me and reciprocate my feelings.

Atty. Sison is one of those professors who constantly try to make Miguel mess up by giving him an insane amount of workloads and cases to work with. Even though he's super strict when it comes to tardy students, Atty. Jason Sison is hot as hell. Every freshman was surprised to learn that he's already 40 years old as the seniors informed us in a segment in the pep rally called "Facts of the Campus".

The man is just a walking beefcake and every girl and gay man would fantasize to be dominated by this total package of a man. Handsome, intelligent, rich, and the best of all, a bachelor. Who in their right mind would not want to taste this man?

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Miguel and I went on separate ways since we have different classes at that time. I notice that the slime is hanging on his back before we go and it told me that he'll just send me a text message after he talks with Atty. Sison. I think that Miguel might get in trouble if he let the slime assimilate Atty. Sison in front of the whole class but before I could voice out my opinion, Miguel interrupted me and told me that he already knew what to do and say, I just need to calm down and trust them.

I'm in my last class as my phone rings. I excuse myself from the class to take my call. I meekly answer the phone as a velvety voice of a man greets me.

"Hey! I was about to wonder where have you been? I mean, I know from Miguel that you're still in your class but I'm just not that used to not having you around~." The man said as I look into the number but I don't recognize it at all.

"Uhm, I don't have a record of your number and if you're fucking with me, please don't disturb me while I'm in class." I said as I drop the call and went back inside the room.

Later, my phone vibrates as a picture was sent to my email. I waited for the class to finish up as I stand up and gather my things. As I walk in the hallway, I open up the email and was surprised.

"I can't wait to fuck you with this tool. I already sent my location in your Messenger so please hurry up. I ask Miguel and Zen to cook for us so that we can have a nice dinner." The man captions on his photo.

My dick springs to life as I immediately find myself running towards the bus stop. I already fantasize about Atty. Sison enough to know his body without seeing his face. Thinking about him, waiting for me, horny, unable to control his own body because a slime is currently assimilating his intelligent brain into a puddle of goo, make me want to just masturbate in the bus to get a relief.

I quickly got off the nearest stop to his condominium located in the middle of the city. I felt so small surrounded by tall buildings, high-end shops, and fancy-suited people. I was about to go inside the lobby as I quickly saw Miguel waiting for me outside. He saw me and immediately jogs over to me as he pulls me in a bro hug. I can see people sneer at us as I slowly pull away from him while blushing like a tomato.

"Jason is waiting. He had an appointment earlier and was not able to teach for his shift so I used my wits and track him here." He proudly says as he put his arm around my shoulder and starts to walk inside the condominium.

We went straight to the elevator and got lucky that we the only one in it. Miguel occasionally looks at me as he smiles like an angel. I felt so safe and secure as I can feel the heat of his body radiating to mine. The door then opens as he guides me towards Jason's room. When we got there, he just opens the door and barge right in without knocking. He let me go as he slumps on the sofa.

"Jason wants you for himself first. Go inside the bedroom." Miguel said as he fetches the remote and starts to stream Netflix on the TV.

My heart is racing as I slowly walk towards the bedroom. The image that he sent me is flashing inside my mind with a neon sign. As I stand in front of the door, I slowly turn the knob and open the door when the scent of sweat surprised me. I look around the room and saw Jason, doing some pushups on the floor in his business suit as he notices me and stands up. He looks at me as I stare into his perfect face.

"I thought that you'll never come. I just had to test that for myself. They said that age comes with experience but boy I am lucky to get someone with experience and the body for it!". Jason exclaimed as I can clearly see that the slime is enjoying itself inside this muscular treat.

I reflexively lick my lips as I look at him from head to toe, Atty. Sison is hot. With the slime piloting him, I can make the rumor about him sleeping with his students true and make him fuck Miguel as I watch him pound the life out of my roommate. I think about the million possibilities that we can do now that we have Jason here as our puppet. He can be our money cow as he earns money for us and dedicates his life for that sole purpose without hearing any complaints or disagreements. I always dreamt of having a muscular daddy that will take care of me as I grow old.

I slowly walk up to him and let my hands roam across his body. Touching his chest, pinching his nipples, and squeezing his biceps. I let myself enjoy his body as I inhale his alpha man musk from doing some workout. His room is cold but I guess that anyone who works out still sweats. I look up to him as Jason's a foot taller than me. I tip my toes as he leans forward to meet my kiss while his strong arms wrap around my body. He softly squeezed my body as he lifts me and guides my legs around his waist. I wrap my arms around his neck while he unbuckles his belt and lets his pants drop down the floor as our kisses become more passionate and wild.

I look at him as I slowly open his shirt and happy to see that I'm seeing what I'm expecting. A nice pairs of abs and soft, round pecs. He just flashes a smug to me as he undid his necktie and let it hang on his neck.

"You always start with your business right away. I think that many young men are missing out on life by not taking their time~." He purrs in a deep baritone voice.

I kiss his neck for a second and look at him again.

"It's just that I don't know if this moment will ever come again. What if you suddenly vanish in thin air and all of these are just a very detailed dream? Or what if you plan to betray me once you got to your goal? I don't know. I just want to know more about you. I know that's petty since I already let you inside two students on the campus but I still wonder about your name." I blurted out as I was unable to hold back my thoughts anymore.

I catch my breath after a moment of silence passed. He looks at me as he turns me around and pins me on the bed.

"If you can survive at least 3 multiple orgasms while being fuck by this monstrosity, I will start answering one question that you have for every host that you can provide for me." He said as Jason smile wickedly as he points to his already hardened dick.

"I can ask anything from you for every puppet? I guess I have 3 questions from you then?" I clarify.

"Actually, you only have 2 since I was the one who got Zen without any help or suggestion from you." He replied as a matter of fact.

"Hmmm, how will I know that you're not lying? You've been in 3 bodies now so I hope you already know what it means." I ask.

"Did I lie to you ever since we met? But if that is still not enough for you, I can give you a piece of me so that you can perceive my thoughts." Jason explained.

I understand the gravity of the bet and look at his 9-inch, pointing towards my face. I let a deep breath and resolved myself and my body for my decision.

"Fine. Make sure to fuck me good then." I joked as he chuckles and starts digging into me.

He starts with my neck as he stimulates me. His tongue is wide and long as I feel it trailing down my neck to my chest. He's grinding his dick on my legs as I can feel it throb every thrust, I just shudder to think about how it will feel inside me. His lips continue to go down to my navel as I felt it wrap around my dick. I let out a gasp as he starts sucking hard and slowly. I look down to see him looking at me too. He winks his eyes as he closes it immediately. Suddenly, I can feel his tongue twirling around my dick as it goes up and down while still inside his mouth.

My body felt weird as I was unable to repress myself and cum inside his mouth. He quickly looks at me as he slowly let go of my dick and smirk.

"Since I haven't penetrated to yet, it's not part of the count." He grins as he positions his dick in front of my hole.

Before I could even reply, he slams his dick into me as I gasp for air and clench the pillows and bedsheets. Fuck~! He's so big and thick and my ass can't handle it. I felt like I was going to be split in two as he starts to hump. I take a deep breath every time he pulls and let out a moan every thrust. I was about to give up when I thought about the rewards that will come with this bet and I really want to know more about the slime so I man up and endure the predicament that I'm currently in.

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It lasted for 3 hours of nonstop fucking before I let out my last moan as I cum for the fourth time. My body won't stop shaking like a faulty vibrator and I can't move an inch from where Jason left me. My ass is so sore that I can't lay down on his bed properly. I need to raise my knees and spread them apart to let the cold wind relieve the pain. I saw Jason approach as he emerges from the bathroom with a huge grin.

"You look like hell!" He shouts as he starts to laugh. "That was some endurance, Kid, and I commend you for that. I will grant the part of my bet now so fire those questions away!" Jason continues as he sits beside my head and strokes my hair.

I was about to ask him about something when everything seems to darken as I passed out on Jason's bed.

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Unexpected Company

Chapter 4 - Around the Campus

"We should go around the campus. Scout some potential host and maybe if you're done assimilating Zen, catch an unsuspecting hunk." I said as I gather my strength and stand up from my bed.

"That will be great. I can already see myself having fun inside another buff body like this." Zen said as he and Miguel look at each other then grin at me.

I notice that I smell like Zen now and it's starting to reek inside the room. I look at the two of them as they wait for me to gather my thoughts and provide them a command.

"Uhm, before doing that, I think we all need to shower. It starts to reek in here and the others might get suspecting." I said as I discard my clothes into the hamper beside my bed.

I pull out some clothes from my drawer as I prepare to shower in the communal bathroom. I turn around to see the two of them still standing in the middle of the room as they flex their muscles, showing off their gains. I roll my eyes as the slime practically absorb their vanity and cockiness.

"We can't go around the campus smelling like feet. Go wash yourselves now." I commanded as the two of them stop flexing and smile at me.

"Look at you, being bossy and all. It suits you." Zen smirk as he winks at me and smiles.

"Yeah, I'm already having a hard time remembering when you're this awkward freshman who walks through the door. You really stammer a lot back then. But now, I'm loving this Master-servant thing you got with my boi here." Miguel adds as he wraps his arms across Zen's shoulder.

"I'm not kidding. I'm trying to help you here, Zen. And what's the deal with Miguel? Does he still have any autonomy or do you control everything about him now?" I ask as I start to get a little pissed off by their behavior.

Zen smiles as he whisper something to Miguel and quickly left our room.

"I'm going to meet you in the lobby in 10 minutes. You better finish up then." Zen said as he closes the door.

I felt that the slime still has some ulterior motives as to why he let me do what I want with his vessels. I mean, it's not like we're in a fairytale that I will suddenly meet a creature that will help me enslave all the handsome men of the land. I just had these lingering questions in my mind that I should have asked the slime before. I just need to be careful with my words and action. You never know when a friend can stab you behind your back.

I carry out my shower caddy and towel together with my thoughts as I walk out of the room and into the shower. All that I can think about is what if the slime decides to abandon his promise and leave me? What more is that if somehow he turns against me? I need to be able to know my boundaries and stay on its good side. Come to think of it, I don't even know its name. Fuck! They say that knowledge is power and here I am, knowing nothing about the entity that I invite inside my dorm.

After showering, I walk out of the stall and was surprised to bump into someone. Luckily, both of us didn't fall since that will be awkward. I look up as I see that I bump into Kevin, our RA.

"Oh! So sorry about that. I really need to take a piss." He said as he hurriedly when inside a stall.

I can smell his cologne as he left me with my mouth open. I automatically thought of the slime and how Kevin would be a great host for him. I walk out of the bathroom as I make my way to my dorm. I open the door to see Miguel standing in the middle of the room as he stares in the mirror. I felt kind of weird since he's not the kind of introspective person. I can smell that he didn't shower after Zen and I left, he just put on some bodyspray and new shirt. I close the door as he was snapped back in reality and smiles as he turns to me.

"You should hurry up, Frank. Master's really eager to take a look around the campus. He also said that he already assimilate his current body so he can just hide in your sleeve until you can spot a proper vessel. Zen and I will accompany the two of you." Miguel said as the creepy smile never left his face.

The slime must be a male of their species since Miguel refers to it as "he". I walk past Miguel as I put on my clothes for the day and immediately when out after I'm done. I knock on Zen's door as it immediately opens up. I look at him and his eyes are kinda glossy.

"I thought you'll never finish showering." He said with a serious face. He clearly did not shower since I can still smell his hairy pits.

"Well, so much for showering before going around the campus." I mutter beneath my breath.

"Real men don't need to smell like a fucking fairy. Am I right?!" Zen said as he high-fives Miguel. "C'mon bro. Someone's getting a little hyped over here." Zen adds as he points to his shoulder where the slime is attached. It somehow camouflages against Zen's skin.

We walk around the park as we met a bunch of Miguel and Zen's fratmates. I take note of their names as the two jocks greets them and do some greeting rituals like a fist bump or bro hug. We went on the court, the field, the classrooms, even a short visit to their frat house.

I felt a little out of place as Miguel and Zen act so natural that none notices that they're just puppets controlled by an unidentified species of slime. I felt turned on by that as I felt Zen's arms wrap around me as he introduces me to his mates. He told them that I can be the frat's official tutor since I help him and Miguel with various assignments and projects. I just act the part as the heads discuss the proposal. We left before they could tell us what they've discussed.

After the busy day of going around the campus, I lay down on my bed as I rest my legs a little. I'm not used to walking long distances and I'm not that physically fit either. I felt a hand caressing my legs as I look up to see Miguel smiling down at me. He crawls above me and snugs his way on my pillows

"So, have you thought about who's going to be our next playmate?" He asks as I see the slime came out behind his neck.

"Well, I just narrow it down to 3 people. I think that all of them are useful and easy to isolate. Here what do you think?" I said as I flash my notebook with the list of my potential vessels written in front of Miguel.

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The Marionette

Chapter 4 - Weaving Threads

I wake up from the smell of freshly brewed coffee as I slowly stretch out my arms and let out a yawn. I rubbed my eyes a little before opening them and was surprised to see Tony looking at me while sitting on a chair in front of me.

I tried to speak up but found myself speechless as I notice that he's not wearing any shirt. I felt my cheeks blushing as he looks at me intently.

"So, you're name is Gary, right? Did my father really left you here yesterday or he just asked you to keep an eye on me?" He asks as he picks up his coffee mug and takes a sip without taking his eyes off me.

I tried my best to look him in the eye but for some reason, I can't. I felt that I'm about to explode for embarrassment as I try my best not to focus on his sculpted body. I avoid my gaze from him as I answer his question.

"Well, I think you know you're father much better than I do and I think that you already know the answer to your question." I meekly reply.

He picks up his mug again and takes another sip as he nods in agreement. He then stands up and went inside his room as he shouts.

"Freshen up. I'll take you to the office in 5 minutes."

I quickly gather up my stuff but remembered that I only have Anthony's card. I put it inside my pocket as I go to the sink and wash my face. I thought about using Tony's strings and just use him as I please but I still can't forget what I discovered last night.

All I can think about is how he's also a victim of his arrogant father and that his current attitude and behavior are only a facade that he presents to protect himself. If I'm going to have this power, I should still have some rules of my own to help me differentiate the good guys from deserving assholes. Even if the good guy is extremely sexy and attractive, I can't just convert them and run their lives for them. Or can I?

I was interrupted when I heard Tony coming out of his room. He wears a black shirt with a jacket wrap around his hips. He looks at me and smiles as he starts to walk towards me.

"Sorry about earlier. I'm just not used to having someone who's working as my father's assistant in my apartment. As you heard yesterday, I have a bad history with his assistants." He chuckled as he walks past me and fetches juice from his fridge.

"That's okay. I'm pretty sure that you have your reasons. I'm completely aware of Sir Anthony's shenanigans with his past assistants. Your mother was the one who hired me in the first place." I let out an awkward laugh to pass it as a joke.

"Yeah. My mom nearly slams the door for their marriage after those "incidents" as he calls it. Thanks for still giving me the cash after he left your ass here. You could just take the money and grab a taxi, you know." He said as he smirks and crosses his arms.

Fuck! He looks so hot. And smells great too! I need to strengthen my resolve to not control this handsome man in front of me and have him fuck me until I'm tired. I let out a sigh as I just think about my only command working out as it should.

"Gary is a friend whom I can trust and love. I feel like I can be myself with him without thinking of any judgment or prejudice. He's a wonderful man and I want to be closer to him."

I thought that if I can only make him think that he is comfortable with me, then I'm sure that whatever happens after we become friends is up to the two of us. Since friendship is the start of deeper relationships, I want him to decide for himself if he also wants to be with me. I don't want Tony to become like his father since I can see that he's a very kind, understanding and honest man. He doesn't deserve that.

"Hey! Earth to Gary! Are you coming or what?" Tony snaps at me as I was distracted by my thoughts.

We went down on the elevator as we continue to talk about everything. Our jobs, families, friends, even past relationships. I didn't even notice the pass of time and suddenly we already arrive at the agency. Tony said something about meeting up with someone in the library before leaving me in the parking lot. I watch him drive away as I make my way to the nearest ATM to withdraw from Anthony's account and hire a cab to take me home. I ask the driver to drive inside the basement since I don't want to walk in the lobby without any shower.

As the cab driver left me, I notice Kenneth texting while he sits on the hood of his car with a serious face. I roll my eyes as I remember when I heard his girlfriend and him was arguing in the lobby about some girl. I'm pretty sure that he's cheating with her since I always see him bringing a lot of women into his apartment a couple of times.

He notices me and waves his hands as he runs towards me.

"Hey man! Just got home?" He asks as we wait for the elevator to come down.

"Yeah. I stay at a friend's house after the event." I reply as I want the small talk to remain small.

"Cool! You're lucky. I always wanted to work in an event organizing agency like yours." He said with a sad tone which piqued my interest.

"Really? You look fit for the job." I said as a matter of fact.

"I know. I just want to have a job where you can party all the time and get paid for it." He said as the elevator arrived. "I'm currently having a financial crisis."

I felt bad for the guy since he looks so down. I immediately think about how I can just make Anthony open a position for him in the agency so that I can help him out. I was about to tell him but I suddenly realized that I don't know Kenneth that much. It would be a problem for the agency to make such a reckless decision.

I lift my right hand and gather his strings to my finger as I felt his feelings and memories flow to me. I'm shocked to see that the reason why he's having problems with money is that his girlfriend just dumped him after she discovered that Kenneth was having an affair. Apparently, his only source of money was the allowance that his girlfriend gives him every two weeks since he's unemployed.

He was disowned by his father after spending all of his inheritance on his vices and the only thing that enables him to do what he wants is by finding some rich women and milk them of their fortune until they run out. He will then break up with them and find another clueless woman to sustain his frivolous life. I tried to see if there is still a redeeming quality to this man but it looks like he's even using some gay men for their money as well. The only reason that he's talking to me is to earn my sympathy and use the connections that I have to catch another wealthy woman to use.

I'm so repulsed by Kenneth's thoughts that I felt like I was about to throw up. I put my hand on his shoulder while he remains standing still. I look at him one last time as I made my decision. I feel the strong need to punish this man after witnessing all of those women and men in his memories.

The elevator dings when it opens the door to our floor so I willed Kenneth's body to help me walk since I still feel nauseous. We enter my room side by side as I make my way into my sofa and sit down while he stands in front of me. I lift my left hand as Kenneth's Marionette Book formed on my palm. I've decided to make him experience the same treatment that he does to all of those women and gay men he'd taken advantage of.

I start to write down the 5 prime directives that Anthony also has but I think that I need to add one more to ensure that he's not going to want to leave or disobey me. I also mess with his body so that he'll experience a certain sensation if I touch a part of his body or speak a certain keyword.

I close the book and let go of his strings as he immediately dives into the sofa with me and starts to make out. He keeps on kissing me as he undresses the both of us. I don't even have to do anything since his hands are all over my body. I just lay down on my sofa and close my eyes as I let Kenneth's new programming bring out the true slut inside him.

His kisses start to go south as I felt his tongue running down my chest to my navel. I look down at him as our eyes meet while he's holding my cock. His eyes were filled with hunger and lust as he opens his mouth and devours my dick. I moan as I close my again and imagine that Tony is the one sucking on my dick. I felt every nerve on my body burn as I experience my first blow job. I catch my breath as I felt the pressure of his mouth squeeze the life out of me from my dick. I grab Kenneth's hair as he increases his pace and suction.

After a while, my cum erupted inside his mouth as I felt his tender lips tightly locked around my dick. I look at him as he tries his best not to spill my load and drink every last drop. As my orgasm subsides and the afterglow of the blowjob rob my strength, I felt him crawl up to me as I slowly open my eyes.

He looks at me with a mischievous grin as he opens his mouth and kisses my chest.

"That's awesome, Master. You taste divine. I am yours until the end of my days." He whispers with his velvety voice as I felt my consciousness slipping away.

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Unexpected Company

Chapter 3 - Zen, the Neighbor

I saw our neighbor, Zen, outside the door as he stands and waits for us to answer the door. Dorm's policy strictly forbids someone from entering another room even if the door is unlocked. I look at Miguel who's still in bed as he looks back with still a stoic face.

Walk up to him and ask him if he could remember any plans he made with Zen since they've been going to the gym together for a couple of months now. He still looks at me without a reply as I let out a sigh as I remember that Miguel is currently being occupied by a slime. His eyes then move strangely again as I saw the slime flows out of his ears. It quickly went under the door as I tried my best to catch it but to no avail.

I then heard a loud thud outside the door as I quickly look into the peephole and saw nothing. I look at Miguel who's convulsing on his bed as another knock almost made my heart pop out. I quickly grab Miguel's blanket and cover his under while he's still convulsing. I slowly open the door to find Zen smiling at me.

"Hey man! Is Miguel here?" He asks nonchalantly.

"H-he's still not home, m-man." I stutter as I try my best to keep my cool.

I start to sweat profusely as Zen's face starts to contort as he looks at me.

"Uhm, are you okay little dude?" He asks as he put his hand on the door which caused it to fling wide open as I stumble down the floor.

"Oh, I'm so sorry about that. I just got out of the gym and still can't control my strength. Let me help you." He leans forward as he lifts me like a princess and lays me down on my bed.

He then pushes the door to close it and looks at me while grinning. I felt confused as I back up the headboard of my bed when Zen starts laughing.

"Whahahaha!! Look at your face, man! You look like you've seen a ghost! Whahahaha!!" He said as he continues to laugh at me while I don't know what to do.

I then remember the slime as it crawls under the door. Could it be?

"Yeah, I already finished assimilating your roommate so I moved on to this hunky bod." He said as he smiles at me.

"You know, I just came back from working out and I was planning on taking a shower before fucking my date for tonight. I think you should take advantage of that." He said as he raises his eyebrows and takes his shirt off.

I start to notice that he reeks of sweat and body spray. I guess many jocks smell the same since the product they used is practically uniform. He then sits beside me and looks me in the eye as he whispers his words.

"I really like it when bitches worship my muscles." He said in his very velvety voice.

My face blush after hearing Zen talk to me like that. I lunge at him as he catches me in his arms and starts kissing me. I try to stand up but my knees were still weak from the sudden intrusion that he did. I notice his hands cupping my ass as he lifts me and straddles me against his massive pecs. He notices my dick tenting inside my pants as he starts to grind it against his chest while all I could do is moan. He kisses my belly button while increasing his pace as I enjoy every second of it. His chest almost feel like an ass.

I wrap my arms around his head as I felt my balls about to explode. Zen's speed still increases as I let my dick explode with cum. I kiss his lips as he slowly lowers me down on my bed while he's smearing my cum inside my pants. I lay down on my bed, exhausted and drained, as he hovers above me and smiles.

"I hope that you can still move after that. I mean, its just my pecs." He joked as I catch my breath.

"I want the three of us to spend our evening enjoying with each other. Like going to a fast-food restaurant or something." Zen said as I was confused by the first part of his sentence.

"Three of us?" I ask as I was surprised to see Miguel standing beside Zen.

"Come on now, Gary. We don't want to waste our precious time now, don't we?" Miguel asks as he extends his hand to help me get up.

"Now master, we should we go?" Zen asks.

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I've been pacing back and forth in my room as I still hesitate to use my experiment. In theory, my contraption is supposed to scramble the brain waves of anyone within its radius and leave them compliant and in trance. The device attached to my ear is supposed to protect my brain waves from its effect. I felt my stomach growl as I overthink the possible outcomes of the experiment that my stomach starts to growl. I was about to call the escort and cancel my appointment when I heard a knock on the door.

I slowly walk toward the door and look into the peephole as I saw the handsome escort that I booked online about a week ago when I felt that I need to test my contraption on someone who doesn't know me. I take a deep breath as I compose myself and open the door slowly. He greets me with his pearly white smile as I let him into my apartment. I quickly closed the door as he walks past me and straight to my living room.

"Nice place you got here, man! I could never afford an apartment like this in my whole life!" He exclaimed as his eyes wander around the room.

"Thank you for the compliment. You actually look a little different from the website." I replied to which he turns around and smile.

He slowly lifts his shirt in front of me and smiles as he proves his identity.

"I mean, the lighting and the cameraman are the reason why I look a little different but does this look like something else to you?" He said with a sarcastic tone while grinning cockly.

"Ok then. You convince me. Just wait for a minute while I change my clothes. Help yourself with some candy." I said as I point towards my contraption that looks like a mini candy dispenser.

"Don't mind if I do." He said as he sits on the sofa and presses the button on the contraption.

His body stopped moving like he was frozen in time. I walk in front of him to see his eyes rolled up while his mouth was left open that some drool starts to fall out. I put my hands on his elbow as I push him into the sofa and gaze upon his pretty face. I extend my hands and caress his cheek and pecs while he's just sitting there without any resistance. I remember that his name on the website was Dustin but I think that's fake.

"Hello, can you hear me?" I ask.

"Yes"

"Good. Tell me your full name and your age." I said calmly

"My name is Carlos Gonzalez and I'm 27." He replied with a dead tone voice.

"Good. Now Carlos how do you feel?"

"Relaxed. Open. Happy."

"You love these feelings. You always want to be like this every time you got a chance. Unfortunately, only I can make you feel like this. Understand?"

"Only you. Feeling good." He slurred as his eyes remain white.

Yes, excellent. Every time you hear me say, Bitch Boy Escort, you will return to this state while experiencing those feelings 10 times greater." I said as I lean forward and smell his neck.

"Bitch Boy. Feelings." He said groggily.

"Yes, in this state, you find it easy to do what I tell you to do without any resistance and will gain pleasure from doing so. The more I touch your skin, the hornier you will become until you can't control yourself anymore and become overwhelmed by the pleasure and submission. You will wake up and open your eyes but will remain compliant to my words on the count of 3." I said as I start to count.

After 3, he opens his eyes and looks at me with lust as my hands continue to squish his pecs and play with his nipples. His breathing becomes ragged as I see a tent forming inside his pants.

"Take your pants off while I'm playing with your nipples." I said as he hurriedly unbuckles his belt and pulls down his pants.

I cupped his groin from the confines of this underwear as he tilts his head up and moans like a bitch in heat. I take his right hand as I slowly pull down his underwear, and guide it into his dick. I wrap his hand around his dick and start to jerk him. I quickly speed up my pace as I start to let go of his hand and let him jerk himself off in front of me. He raises his left arm and rests it beside his head as he continues to moan and jerk his dick.

I sat beside him and whisper into his ear.

"You cannot cum unless I tell you to." I said as I quickly hear him groan.

I wrap my arms around him as I let my tongue feast on his perky nipple while my nose is buried into his pits. I guess it's really better to be confident in your skills and stop doubting every now and then.

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The Marionette

Chapter 3 - Conflicting Roles

I slowly park my car beside an empty road as I look upon Anthony's son. Anthony told me earlier in the car ride that his son is a little stubborn and headstrong. He prefers to be called Tony and doesn't want to be treated like kid much to his parents disapproval. He likes doing what he wants, whenever he wants and sometimes it can get out of hand.

Tony even becomes more distant to Anthony when he saw his father, fucking his assistant in the office when he was 21. Two years before I even got the position and how I wish I was that assistant. As I continue to observe Tony from the car, I noticed Anthony looking at me in the rearview mirror.

I turn around and see him looking at me with an intense glare.

"What's up boss? Do you have something in mind?" I ask since one of his prime directives is to always be honest with me.

"Yeah. You've been looking at my son like some stalker and it creeps me out. My son's not gay and I'm getting a bad feeling by the way you look at him. At some point, I even wish that it was me that you're looking at like that." He said as his glare remains dead serious.

I chuckled softly as I can see that the prime directives are working perfectly. Aside from modifying some of his physical characteristics, the book also provided a section where I can modify his behavior and way of thinking. I gave him 5 prime directives which state as follows:

I am attracted to Gary and nothing that he does will be wrong. He always makes me horny and I love being horny with him.

Gary is better than me in everything and he always knows best. I will listen to his commands and suggestions and will see to it that it will come true.

While in his presence, I am only allowed to do what he asks and will not do anything independently unless instructed otherwise.

Gary owns me and I love being owned by him. Everything that I have and everything that I am is his property. His pleasure is my only priority.

Gary is the person I respect the most and I will always tell him the truth. I want him to be proud that he owns me and I hate disappointing him in every way.

By following these directives, Anthony will be my willing slave with taking his intellectual capacity away. He will think that it's his thoughts and will not suspect otherwise that he's being manipulated. His brain will automatically rationalize everything to cope up with my instructions. He will start to base his actions and judgment on these and will be his entire reason for being.

I stretch out my left hand to him as I touch his cheek. He closes his eyes and leans towards my hand like a puppy, wanting to be pet. Meanwhile, I use my right hand to squeeze his growing hard-on through the fabric of his pants. He let out a moan as I start to jerk his dick while caressing his beautiful face. I can't help but feel horny over this man but I have something that I need to do and I need him to act accordingly. After a few seconds of teasing him, I pull my hands away from him which he responded with teary eyes.

"Look now, I need you to focus on the task. If you're able to do as I ask, I will let you please me later. Is that okay?" I ask like I was talking to my cat.

He smiles at me and gives me a confident smile.

"Don't worry, Gary. I will not let you down." He said in a determined voice.

"Ok then. Walk me through your instructions again?" I ask.

"I will talk to Tony first then introduce you to him. I will ask him to seat in the back with you since I don't want you to sit beside me and I'm sure that he will not sit beside me too." Anthony said as I felt the excitement in his voice.

I lean towards him and encourage my man toy even more with a kiss on his lips. He responds hungrily as I break our kiss immediately. He fixes his hair as he prepares to fetch his son, waiting on the street. I got out of the car and look at Tony as he waits for his father patiently.

I immediately thought about how much he changed since the last time I saw him. I transfer to the backseat as I observe the two of them talking to each other as Anthony points at me. They start to walk towards my car as I notice that Tony looks pissed off while Anthony looks furious. Anthony got in the car when Tony opens the door beside me.

"Great. You even brought your assistant with you. Don't tell me you're fucking him too?" Tony asks sarcastically as he refuses to get in the car while I scoot over to the other side to give him a seat.

"Get in the damn car, Anthony. Or I swear to god, I will leave your sorry ass here." Anthony shouts to his son as the young man surrenders and sits beside me.

He closes the door as Anthony starts to drive.

"I told you to stop hanging around those parasites you called friends a long time ago but seems like you think you know better." Anthony rambles as he drives like a mad man. "Look where it got you, huh? Alone in the street without any money to hire a cab after those "friends" of yours stole your wallet. How dumb is that?" He continues.

"You don't get to lecture me, genius. I still have some dirt on you or would you rather have to talk to mom about it? Just drop me off at my dorm and continue fucking your assistant." He said as he looks out the window.

"I'm not a faggot and Gary's here because I left my car at the office since I was at a client's dinner meeting when SOME idiot gave his money away after being drunk at a bar in the afternoon!" Anthony angrily replied.

I can feel the suffocating tension in the car as Tony ignored his father's rants. I look at my finger and confirmed that Anthony's string is no longer connected. I slowly lift my hand as I gather Tony's strings in my palm and force it to merge into one.

As soon as his string connects with my index finger, I was bombarded with a heavy feeling of sadness, loneliness, and craving for affection. I grip my chest as tears start falling in my eyes as Tony's memories and emotions engulf me like strong waves of water, crushing at the shore. I grab the back of the driver's seat as I heave like I'm out of breath.

My breathing returns to normal as I regain my senses and notice that Tony's hugging me while looking into my eyes. His eyes were distant and his face shows no emotion. I sit up properly as I felt his heat wrapping me like a comfy blanket. I was about to kiss him when Anthony shouts.

"The fuck are you doing? Don't tell me you're a fag now, Tony?" Anthony blurts out as he continues to drive while looking through the rearview mirror.

I sigh as I still instruct Tony to let go of me. I tap on Anthony's shoulder as I told him to pull over. He did as he was asked and park beside the street. He turns around as he was about to say something to Tony when I interrupt him.

"It's alright if Tony's gay since you love your son anyway. You will stop talking to him like that and will be more patient and caring in the future. You will support your son unconditionally and will encourage him to do what he loves." I said in a calm voice as I watch Anthony's eyes glaze.

I look at Tony and caress his face as I remember every hardship that he had experienced from his dad. Anthony made him feel like he was never enough from all the pressure and expectation his father put upon him. As an only child, Tony grew up under constant monitoring and supervision. He always felt that his parents cannot understand him so he just does what he wants regardless of the consequences. His parents took it in a bad way and continue to question his decisions and judge his friends.

Deep down, all he wanted was for them to spend some time with him and cherish those moments. Have someone who's going to love and accept him for who he is. It's just that he doesn't know how to express his emotions which caused him a lot of trouble in the past. I try to look deeper if he had and past romantic relationship but the closest thing that I got was when he had a best friend whom he has a secret crush on.

I delve deeper to uncover the identity of that person since it was buried so deep into his consciousness. I was shocked to discover that his best friend's name is Raven. I can't see his face and all I know is that he and Tony used to be close in high school but Raven's family decided to move somewhere and they lost contact.

Tony fell in love with Raven but was afraid that he'll turn him down. Since then, Tony has become guarded and apathetic towards others. Most of his sexual encounters are just for fun and he decides to swing both ways. His life was filled with loneliness as he searches for someone to connect with.

As I wrap my hand on his cheek, I've decided that I will be his new best friend. Someone who will listen to him when he's troubled and will care for him when no one will. I don't want him to lose his free will but I need to manipulate his mind so that he'll be able to feel safe around me. I lift my left hand as Tony's Marionette's Book formed on my palm.

I take my time thinking about what I need to write for Tony to retain his free will and intellect. As soon as I was confident enough, I flip the pages right down to the Behavior and Way of thinking and write down my command. After that, I let go of his strings and return Tony to normal. I grab one of Anthony's strings as I start talking to him telepathically as I watch Tony adjust from his seat. I guess he thinks that he falls asleep.

We arrive at his dorm as Tony storm off the car and went directly inside his dorm. Anthony immediately hands me his ATM card and some cash as I get out of the car and watch him drive away. I slowly walk towards Tony's dormitory as I enter the lobby and check the residents' list. I've located his room number and immediately went there. As I knock on his door, he opens it with an angry look.

"What now?" He asked.

"Uhmm. Your father wants you to have this." I said as I hand him the cash.

He grabs it from my hand and waits for me to go.

"Is there anything else?" He asked with an annoyed tone.

"He actually left me here. And that is my car. And I have my phone and keys there." I said, pretending to be helpless as I look down.

I heard him sigh as he opens the door widely and stand aside.

"Come in. Wait here until the morning and I will lend you some cash to go to work tomorrow." He said with an exhausted sigh as I slowly inch my way inside.

He walks past me as he went to his bedroom and shut the door. After a few seconds, the door opens again as he stares at me from his room.

"There's food in the fridge and feel free to sleep on the sofa." He said as he closes the door again.

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Unexpected Company

Chapter 2 - Having Fun

My head is spinning from the arousal that I'm currently experiencing right now. It's like one of my favorite porn is playing out in real life. The nerd will have the guts to approach his crush and will be surprised that his crush also wants his ass but in my case, the crush has been invaded by a strange slime that agreed to serve me in exchange for me to provide him a constant supply of hosts once he fully assimilated the current one. I'm pretty much sure that there is an invasion happening in my very eyes but all I care about is that I'm on its good terms. I just need to ignore the fact that the hosts he assimilated will be robbed of their free will by thinking that they will be also at my disposal.

I open my arms as the slime inside Miguel hurriedly picked up the innuendo and step closer to me. I wrap my arms around his waist as I inhale his musky crotch while rubbing my face a couple of times. After I'm satisfied, I look up at him and smile like a little boy with matching puppy eyes. He kneels in front of me, who's still sitting on the edge of the bed, and kisses me on my lips while caressing my face. After a few minutes of making out, I pull away from him and ask him to stand up.

"Hey! What should I call you?" I ask.

"My name doesn't matter. Just refer to the name of my current host and that will be fine." He replied as he smirks.

I find it a little odd but I set my mind aside and focus on Miguel. I look at him from head to toe as he stands in front of me, in his underwear.

"Ok, lay down on your bed. I want to eat you." I said as I stand up from my bed and walk over to him.

He plops down his bed and gives me a smug while doing so, which even turns me on.

I quickly hop on top of him as I press him down his bed. I start kissing his lip as I continue my way down to his neck. I can still smell his body spray lingering on his skin together with some build-up of sweat. I let my hands cup his pecs and play with his nipples as I burn his smell into my senses.

I then went down to his armpits as I lick and smell him. I kinda smell funky since he hasn't taken a bath since yesterday and I love it. I lick my left index finger as I try to find his asshole without taking my face off his pits. I quickly found it and slowly press my finger inside as he let out a moan. I stop licking his pits and look at his face as I slowly start to push and pull my finger inside his ass.

He just looks at me with a stoic face as I slowly build up my pace. I don't want to give his asshole some permanent damage since he'll be one of my toys once he's fully assimilated. As I dive back into his pits, I heard a knock from the door which almost gave me a heart attack. I pull out my finger from him and slowly went to the door as I look into the peephole.

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Unexpected Company

Chapter 1 - Introduction

Miguel walks in the room as I try my best not to raise any suspicion. He puts down his coffee on the table as he strip down to his underwear which he always do when he's inside our dorm. He jumped on his bed and stretch as he looks as me in the corner, standing like an idiot.

"Hey Frank! Don't gawk at me like a hungry dog. I know that I'm hot but keep your fantasies on yourself. This dick is for ladies only." He said as he cups his crotch and reach out for his coffee as he sips it down while slumping on his bed.

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The thing is that, I found a blue slime slithering in the school yard yesterday when I decided to help it. It called out to me telepathically and I was amazed by its sentience and anatomy. It promised that if I helped it find a suitable host, it will serve me until it dies. I tried to ask it about its origins but the slime only said that it doesn't even know. All it knows is that it needs to assimilate someone in order to prolong its lifespan. I agreed to the terms as I extend my hand to it and it quickly crawl up my arms, engulfing me with somewhat a blue rubbery, plastic substance.

I immediately went inside my dorm and glad to find that Miguel is out for the night and will not be back until tomorrow morning. I lay down the slime onto my desk and ask it on how I could help it assimilate someone and what will happen to the person that he will assimilate. It told me that it only needed to get inside the individual and reach their brain so that he can consume it and become their brain. Once its was able to recharge itself, it can create another brain from its cells which will allow me to take control of that individual without making them a lifeless husk of themselves.

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Miguel continues to sip his coffee while scrolling through his phone when I notice him adjusting constantly on his bed. After some few more minutes, I was shocked when I heard a loud thud when Miguel raised his left arm while staring straight ahead. I examine his now stoic face when his right eye becomes unfocused and look independently from the left eye.

My dick immediately spring up as I suspect that it must be that slime's doing that this is happening to Miguel. He let out a guttural moan as his whole body vibrates like a phone. After sometime, I saw him stand up carefully place his mug on his desk. Miguel stretch out his limbs before hitting his head to fix his lazy eye as he looks at me.

"Well, thank you for providing your end of our contract. I shall now acknowledge my end by using the body of Miguel Sarosa to be your servant. What would you have me do?" The slime asks using Miguel's deep baritone voice as the stand in front of my while I'm sitting down on my bed.

I thought about how I will enjoy having this slime as my servant but my mind was overwhelmed by the possibilities. What should I do?

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The Marionnette

Chapter 2 - Art of Puppetry

The event concluded successfully as everyone congratulates the company's awardees and achievers. I felt somehow happy, watching those who got up on stage, receiving their awards and prize, as everyone claps their hands to show that they all deserve it the recognition and compensation. I look at Anthony, who's still flirting with some girl in the corner, as I realized that he will never give me the proper recognition that I deserve after working my ass off over the years.

Even if I try to look for another job to escape this kind of treatment, once the company that I'm applying to did a background check, Anthony told me that he will only talk shit about me. He always threatens me that if I leave his agency, I will never be able to do another gig or event again. I always felt small after that and will just continue working on what I'm currently doing, convincing myself that once I save enough money, I will invest it in the stock exchange and will never work again. That's the only thing that is keeping me sane, until today's discovery.

I look at my right index finger and was disappointed that I can't see the string anymore. It seems like there's a maximum distance that I can make before severing the connection much like a puppet. I sigh as I recall how hot Paolo is. I mean, I never had a man embrace me like that since I never had a chance to have a boyfriend and that was the closest thing that I got. I just regret that I didn't have enough time to enjoy my time with Paolo and his sculpted body because of Anthony, who is nowhere to be found after he talks to the event managers of the company.

I went to the bathroom to refresh myself as I prepare to call it a day when my phone rings. I'm too tired to check who called me so I answer right away.

"Hello?"

"Gary, meet me in the backroom. I need to talk to you." Anthony said.

I roll my eyes as I already expect him to do this again. I dropped the call without responding as I went out of the bathroom to meet him. He always does this after any event that we're hosting. He will talk to me about the excuses that I need to say in case his wife calls me since he'll probably sleep with some random chick he met during an event.

As I walk towards the back room, I thought about how lucky those girls are. Anthony is sure a pain in the ass but he's really handsome and charming. There was a rumor before I become his assistant that the reason why I was the only one who managed to stay in the position for so long is that his wife was the one who hired me. Hoping that his husband will not flirt with me as he did with his past assistants, Desiree is always checking in with me about the whereabouts of Anthony.

I saw him leaning against the wall as he checks on his phone while grinning like a maniac. It looks like my guess is correct. I slowly approach him as he looks up to see me.

"Gary! My man! Come over here!" He greets me with a grin on his face as he put his hands on my shoulder.

"So, I already called Desiree and told her that we're going to have dinner with the company's event team to celebrate the success of today's event. I told Desiree that you're coming with me so do me a solid and pretend with her, okay?" He continues.

I just stare at him as he speaks as I remember how many times have I done this. I felt like maybe I should just call Desiree and come clean with the lies that I told her for the past years. Then I notice the strings floating above Anthony's body as I grin with excitement. I raise my right index finger as the strings converge into a bundle. Anthony looks at my finger as I stop him from talking.

"What was that supposed to mean?" He asks as the string connects to my finger.

I felt his body stiffens up as his memories flow into me like what happened with Paolo. I close my eyes as I let my body slump on Anthony while I wrap my left arm around his waist. As I look up and open my eyes. I see him looking down at me, smiling as his hands were stroking my face and cupping my ass.

"Uhm Anthony, what are you doing?" I ask as he just continues doing what he's doing.

I close my eyes as I try to concentrate my thoughts and focus on commanding Anthony as I did with Paolo. I felt a constricting sensation around my index finger where Anthony's string is lodged. I felt his emotions, his sensations, even his dreams as I hold onto those things and take control over them. I take a deep breath as I open my eyes to see Anthony looking at me and still smiling. I break away from our embrace and compose myself. I can hear his thoughts as I try to project my own will into his mind and body. He quickly pull out his phone and make a call while his eyes never stop staring into mine.

"Hey Brina? Yeah, I think we need to cancel for tonight. My wife wants to have a dinner with me and I can't say no. Another time then." He said as he drops the call and put his phone back to his pocket.

I smirk as he actually did what I want him to do, indicating that I have full control over him now. He stands up as he start to pick up his bag in the locker and pack up his stuff. I wait for him to finish up as he both went outside directly to the parking lot. He both got in our cars as I constantly check the string in my finger. I let him lead the way as we head back to my apartment to further test out my new found power.

As we park our cars in the basement, I have him open my doors for me like a chaffeur waiting for his boss. He offer his elbow to me like a gentleman and wrap my arms around it as we walk towards the elevator. When we arrived at my apartment, Anthony immediately walk inside and toss his bags on the floor as he start to kick off his shoes and loosen his bow tie. He hops on my sofa as he get comfy on it while smirking at me and placing his hands behind his head.

"Don't you want to show me something, Gary? I don't think that I'm paying you to waste my time." He said in a very cocky tone, which how he always sounds like.

I walk over to him and kneel in front of him as my hands start to massage his pecs. I lock my eyes on his as he lean my head towards his crotch and take in his sweaty musk. I can smell his bodywash mixed with sweat from the pants that he's wearing while my hands are kneading his pecs like some dough to be baked. I unbuckle his belt as I pull down his pants down then lifting up his foot to my face.

I expect his feet to smell like ripe sweat but I was surprised that it smells nice. There's still a hint of sweat in his socks but I'm actually surprised that he's very clean. My lips start to kiss his ankle as I continue my way to his legs and to his thighs. I'm plating a trail of kisses without looking away from his eyes. I noticed that his dick is already tenting inside his briefs so I went and take my time savoring Anthony.

After taking my sweet time, basking on his lower body, I think about how more fun and arousing it is to see him as himself but unable to stop me from doing this to him. I close my eyes as I try to imagine something that will help me do what I intend to do. Like a manual that will show my puppet's inner mechanics and control. As I open my eyes, I can see a small, floating book in front of me. The title of the book is "Manipulating Marionettes" and it's almost the size of a small pocket book.

I grab the book using my left hand as a pen, made from a bundle of strings, appeared on my right. I open the book and was surprised to see that it looks like a slam book containing Anthony's info and preferences. I quickly read every entry that it has like what's his favorite color or who was his first crush. As I turn the page over and over, I noticed that the pages never ran out as the part after the Objectives in Life is still blank. I try to look deeper for something that I can use against him when I remembered that I have a pen in my other hand. Maybe, I can influence him by writing inside this book of him, making whatever I write here, a reality for him.

I went back to the Vital Statistics part and see that there is a section which asked what is his sexual orientation. I try to overwrite straight to gay when the pages expand as soon as my pen touched the paper. It shows a wide variety of options from his libido to his sexual endurance. It even shows an option where I can control his orgasm either through commands or point in time. My mind immediately went to hyperdrive as I customize everything that I want Anthony to be.

After quite sometime, I was able to finish up everything tiny details that I want him to have. I close the book and it suddenly vanishes into thin air. I felt the string on my finger slowly loosen as it floats above Anthony again. He blinks for a second as he starts to look around my house.

"Uhm, Gary, where are we?" He asks with bewilderment as he stands up and notice that he doesn't have any pants. He looks at me as he sit down and caress his neck.

"What is happening here? And where are my pants?" He asks again.

I touch his face as I lean over to him and give him a kiss. I let my tongue wander inside his mouth when I feel him returning my kiss. After a few seconds of making out, I pull away from him and was about to laugh as I saw him blushing like a teenager while having the biggest boner in history.

I stand up from the sofa as I sit on his lap while facing him. He didn't even bulge after doing so, meaning that my alterations really work. I caress his face as he let out a moan just from my touch. I can feel his body heating up while I let my mouth savor his taste. I start to lick his neck while unbuttoning his shirt as he swats my hands away and unbutton it himself. After doing so, I pulled his shirt up and was surprised by how cute he looks as he smiles at me.

"Damn Gary! I'm not sure what is happening but man! You're turning me on so much!" He exclaimed as I dive down to his nipples and suck the hell out of them.

He raised his arms and rest his hands on his titled head while he continues to moan. I continues to lick him to his armpit as I take a deep breath and bask in his musk. I start to grind my hips against his crotch while subtly feeling the new length of his dick. I stand up as I start to discard my clothes when I heard his phone ring. I look at him as he look back at me, waiting for me to give him my permission. I take his phone from him to see his son calling. I remember his son, Anthony Jr., when he visited us in our office one time and he was about my age since Anthony Sr. here got his wife pregnant at a very young age.

I can't help but smirk as the opportunity presents itself to me in a very convenient way. I toss Anthony his phone back and told him to answer the call. It looks like Jr. was ditched by his friends at a bar and was asking his dad to pick him up after the "dinner with the managers". I give him a thumbs up as he confirmed with his son and asks for the address of the bar.

This is going to be so much fun.

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The Marionette

Chapter 1 - Stringless

It was dark and cold. All I can feel is that I'm floating around like a dandelion on a breeze. I tried to open my eyes but all I can see is darkness. Then I heard the voice.

"What is it that you truly desire?" The voice said as the words it spoke echoed inside my mind.

What is it that I truly desire? Do I want a ton of money? Expensive cars? Endless food? No, I don't all of that. What I want is power. Power to free me from the strings that bind me in this mundane life. Power to do as I please and act how I see fit. Power to live my life without worrying that maybe I'm not good enough for anything. I reach out my hands as I felt the darkness engulf me even more.

"If that's what you truly desire, then power is what you will have. As the string that ties you sever, it will be the same strings that will grant you your wish." The voice spoke as I felt a heavy pressure on my chest radiates throughout my body. As I gasp for air, I woke up with my alarm blaring on my bedside table. I rubbed my eyes as I look around my room and sigh.

"It's just a dream."

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I fumble around my room as I prepare for the event that we're going to cater to today. As an assistant to an event planner, I'm pretty much doing most of the work from contacting the supplier to monitoring the whole event from beginning to end. My boss, Anthony, is kinda lazy so I need to work my ass off to earn enough money for me to start up my own business.

I always felt that he's very incompetent as an event planner and just rely on his good look and charming personality to gain some popularity in the industry. While he just let us, his team, handle the rest of the process, he will just show up at the event and take the recognition for putting up a successful event without giving credit to us. I just hate it when he does that but I don't have another choice since he's one of the biggest names in the industry.

My phone rang as Anthony tries to video chat me. I gave out a sigh as I force a smile on my face and answer the call. I can see the sarcastic grin on his face as I greet him.

"I'm already packed up here sir and I'll be at the event in 30. Is there anything that you need?" I ask since I figured that the only reason that he will call this early is that he will ask me to do something for him again.

"Did you already have my suit dry cleaned?" He asked.

"Yes, sir. I dropped your suit yesterday at the laundry shop. I'll be picking it up at 10 and give it to you at the place."

"Great! Make sure that everything is perfect once I arrive there. I don't want a PA disaster just because you couldn't do your job properly, am I clear?" He said with a laugh in his voice as I heard a woman in the background calling him to get in the showers.

"Just be presentable enough and make sure that nothing will go wrong, I'll handle the clients myself." He said as he drops the call without hearing my response.

I let out another sigh as I gather my stuff and lock my door. As I went to the elevator, my neighbor, Kenneth, nods at me while taking a selfie as I press the button to the basement. I notice a bunch of strands floating over him as the elevator door closes.

"Sup Gary! You look busy." He said as he continues to take a picture.

"Yeah. Today's a big day." I said as the elevator door opens and cut our small talk.

"See ya!" He waives his hand as he continues to walk towards his car.

I toss my bag in my car and immediately start the engine as I rush my way through the heavy traffic in Ayala. I picked up Anthony's suit from the shop as I notice some shiny strings floating over the cashier's head and shoulder. I stare at it for quite some time that the cashier snaps his fingers in front of me.

"Are you okay, sir?" The cashier asks.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I'm just fascinated by those strings floating above you." I said as I claim the suit and leave the shop.

I went to the place as I see the crew assembling the stage and decorating the aisle. Since this is a renewal of vows, the theme is fragrant silver. Every flower should have a nice scent and be adorned with some silver dust or placed in a silver vase. I take a deep breath as I start to check every item on my checklist to see if they passed the quality check.

As I walk around the area, I can still see some strings floating above everyone's head and shoulder. As I take a clearer look, they even have some strings attached to their hands, elbow, hips, knees, and toes. The strings are just floating upward but it's not influenced by the wind. I was interrupted when I felt a hand on me as I turn around to see Anthony smoking a cigarette.

"I know that you're gay and all but don't you think that it's a little too much to gawk at those guys while they're doing their job? Something you should also do apparently?" He said with another sarcastic voice and a smirky look.

I notice that even Anthony has those strings above him just like everyone else.

"I'm sorry, sir. It's just that I've been distracted with some things today." I said as I continue to stare at his strings.

"Well, go freshen up in the bathroom and prepare my suit. I'll meet you at five." He said as he awkwardly inches away from me with a disgusted look on his face.

I slowly walk towards the bathroom as one of the staff enter before me. I noticed that he also have those strings above him so I went up to him and excuse myself as I jump a little and grab some strings above him. He looks at me with a stoic face as I continue to gather the strings above him. After grabbing all of the strings, I look at him but his face is still stoic like before.

"Where did you get these and how come everyone has them?" I ask with a serious tone.

He just stares at me as I wave my hand in front of him. His eyes follow my hand but he didn't respond to my question.

"Well? You can at least say something." I said.

"Something." He said with a flat voice.

That was weird. I let go of the strings and they just float above him again. As the last of the strings float, his eyes wink and he shakes his head as he looks at me with a weird look.

"Yes?" He asks me.

"Nothing. Go ahead." I said as I try to understand what is happening. He went inside a stall as I go to the sink and splash some water on my face. As I close my eyes, I remember what the voice in my dream said.

"If that's what you truly desire, then power is what you will have. As the string that ties you sever, it will be the same strings that will grant you your wish."

I let the water wash me as I stare at myself in the mirror. Is it possible? Is this what the dream was trying to tell me? Is this the power that I want? I ask myself a couple of times as I saw the man exit his stall. I gather my courage and doubts as I turn around and grab his strings again.

This time, I try to grab everything at once but I was surprised when the strings float over to my hand as I raise it and prepare to jump. The man stops walking as the last of his strings land on my palm. I grab it all and try to test what I know.

"Take off your shirt." I said with a soft voice.

He immediately raises his arms and pulls up his shirt. He stop after doing so while holding his shirt in his hand.

I clear my throat as I slowly walk over to him and touch his pec with my free hand. He didn't bulge.

"Tell me your name." I said with doubt lingering in my voice.

"My name is Paulo Lacson." He said, again with dead-tone voice.

"Why are you doing what I've said?" I asked calmly as I continue to caress his body.

I wait for him to answer but after a few seconds, there's still no reply. I guess he can only answer things that he knows. Still, all of this is pretty much surreal. It's like he became a puppet as I hold his strings. Shame that these strings didn't include a control bar. I could control his body like how I play with the marionette puppets that I had when I was a child.

As soon as I thought about a control bar, the strings that I bundled in my hand unravel as each of the strings merge into one thick rope. It floats in front of me as it quickly moves and punctured my right index finger. I felt Paulo's memories flooding my mind as well as his emotions and sensations.

I shake my head as felt my body falling from the dizziness that I felt. Quickly, I try to grab the stall door to prevent myself from tumbling down. Luckily, Paulo swooped in and grab my arms as he assists me to stand up. I look into his eyes as it no longer has the blank stare that he had earlier. I look at him and wait for a couple of minutes but he didn't do anything besides staring back at me.

I can still see the strings lounged into my index finger so I tried moving it. Paulo didn't move or respond so I think about how I was able to make him move as he did earlier. I close my eyes and feel the sensation of his strong arms extending to my face as his rugged hands gently caress my face. I was surprised when I really felt his hand touching my face.

I open my eyes and observe him reaching out, touching my face and gently stroking my cheek with his thumb. His face is still stoic so I thought he'll look better if he smiles. His face then contorts as his stoic face was changed by his smile. I got excited to see him smiling at me while gently caressing my cheek. I pull him into an embrace as he also did the same with me. I thought about how lovers embrace each other and whisper sweet words to each other.

"I love you so much, Gary." Paulo whispers as his embrace tightens.

I can smell his sweat mixed with his body spray as it produces a musky scent that's very arousing. I continue to hug him went I heard that someone's about to enter inside. I push Paolo inside the stall and toss his shirt to him, which he caught, as I let him close the door. The door swung open as Anthony went inside with a frantic look on his face.

"Hey! Hurry up and meet out clients outside. I'm going to change so give me 5 minutes. Don't mess this up." He said as he quickly grabs the suit that I hang inside the stall beside where Paolo's in.

I can still the string attached to my finger so I went outside to check on the clients. I checked my watch to see that the event was about to start so I take a deep breath and walk towards them.

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Sorry if I've been inactive for quite some time. I've been meaning to continue some of my unfinished series but I'm having a hard time pulling out my past drafts for them so instead I will just make a new series. Thanks to @qtstbber for requesting the story. Please check out her artwork about mind control and puppets.

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Detour

“Really Scott,” you say, as you run your fingers through your hair. “I don’t look familiar to you at all?” You take a mental picture of your high school tormentor’s face. Damn. ‘You’ve only gotten hotter these past few years haven’t you?’

“Nah man, sorry” He states as he moves to close the door to his apartment. You give a slight rub to a small gold medallion and his body starts moving on it’s own. You stare at him with a cruel smile as he tries to wrestle control back of his body. Your face strains but you are able to force him to let you into his place. Scott, evidently, was smarter than he looks as you notice him take a mental note of your struggle and the medallion. You’re gonna have to be careful around him.

You have to admit, this is a lot tougher than you initially expected. Much like his body, man has a will of steel, and even with this necklace’s little power boost, you can only barely contain him. But you have the power of raw emotion coursing through you. Envy. Lust. Unlike Scottie over here, lady luck has not been kind to the past few years past high school. That all changed when you came across this medallion. A strange, mystical, wonderful medallion with strange, mystical, wonderful powers. As soon it came into your possession, you instantly knew the first person who would have the privilege of witnessing its power firsthand. Scott reclaimed a bit of power over himself.

“What the fuck dude! You got the wrong guy! I really don’t know who you are!” You have to hold back a bit of your hurt. All those years of agony and fear, and it doesn’t even register a blip to him. ‘Fuck it, worth it for what I’m about to get.’ With another rub of the medallion you force him to freeze.

As you study his frame, still and glistening with a nervous sweat, you are overcome with a wave of lust- you can’t wait to possess the fuck out of this man. He’s only gotten bigger, beefier since the last time you’ve seen him. You are cut from your trance as you hear a soft “zzzz” sound.

His phone buzzes again and, rubbing your medallion, you force him to pull it out and unlock it for you. “Who is this?” You ask, as you take a closer look at the string of texts. “Almost back!” “Hey u wanna get some pizza tonight?” “Dude I gotta tell you about Sophie at the weights today.“

“I-It’s Alex, he’s my friend. He’s my best friend. We’re roommates. Also he’s coming back soon, so you should probably go. This-whatever the fuck this is man, I won’t tell anyone I promise. Just go” he states nervously. Try as you might, you can’t read if he’d genuinely let you go. Knowing the Scott you knew in high school, he’d probably beat you to a pulp as soon as you released your hold on him. Whatever. Not leaving anyway. You stare at more pictures of his friend from Scott’s social media. Fit, cute- hot even, easy on the eyes. Ok then, maybe a little detour is in order. 

“I’m gonna give you a choice.” You state plainly, as you set his phone on the table. “And I know you remember who I am, so you can stop the act. You? Or Alex? Who’s it gonna be?” He probably thinks you’re gonna kill him. Not even close. If anything, he’s gonna be getting a new lif-

“Alex, Alex! Please dude, just leave me alone!” He says without hesitation. Damn. Cold-blooded. You smile with menacing compliance. 

“Alex it is.”

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Minutes later, a sweaty Alex unlocks the door to his apartment, eager to get quick shower in and order some dinner. “Oh, uh, I didn’t realize we’d have guests”. 

Alex smiles warmly at you and greets you, “Hey, I’m Alex, Scott’s roommate. Good to meet you!” He looks at his hand. “Sorry, I just got back from the gym, so I’d shake your hand, b-” “So you’re Alex! good to meet you too!” you cut him off by extending your hand, which he awkwardly shakes out of formality. You use this to take a sneak preview of your future vessel’s hands. Calloused, but soft. Thin, damp. Vascular. Good.

“Yeah, I’m an old friend of Scott’s. From high school,” you lie. “He said he had to grab something from the store, so he’ll probably be back in a bit.”

“Aww well, I’m sorry he’s been keeping you waiting” Alex gives a warm smile. “He’s usually pretty good at this kind of stuff, so I’m sure he had a good reason. Do you want like a water or something?” 

He starts to head to the kitchen. You stifle a moan as you quickly stick your hand in your pants and smear his gym sweat all over your dick. Sneak preview. 

As he fashions himself a glass of water and glances back as you quickly take your hands out your pants before he notices. “Oh no, no! I’m alright! Thank you for the offer though!” you beam back. Close call.

‘Alex is such a nice, stand up guy’ You wonder to yourself, ‘why is he friends with that piece of shit’

“I’ve known Scott since college, so a little less than you, haha” he adds, as if hearing your mental conversation. “He always keeps it real and he’s even been helping me get toned”. He smiles and does a small bicep flex to demonstrate -hot- before he ravenously gulps down the entire glass of water and sets it down.

‘Fuck yeah, I can’t wait to be the one going down that tube’ you think, as you bite your lip. Alex starts to head your way. You then pick up on his scent, he smells clean- probably his cologne or deodorant. Mountains. Mint. Fresh rain. He’s like a breath of fresh air. Then the undercurrent of his scent hits. Raw, primal, alpha as fuck. You’re a bit surprised. Such a kind, clean cut guy and he apparently naturally smells like a filthy, raunchy, putrid motherfucker. You can hardly control yourself as you try to imagine where it’s coming from. Pits, ass, feet, ball sweat, all of the above?- wherever the fuck it’s coming from, it’s intoxicating. You smile in the joy that a little piece of you, even if it was just the dick that you rubbed his hand sweat all over, now smells like a diluted Alex. You struggle as you adjust your growing hard on in proximity to the pheromone bomb that is Alex.

Suddenly, Alex’s phone buzzes. You steal a glance at the sender. It’s Scott.

“Hey man, come to my room, now. We need to fucking talk. I have no idea who he is. Make sure he stays where he is. He doesn’t know I’m here .” Alex stares at his phone, a little perplexed, while you continue to stare at this fine, fine piece of ass in front of you. He gives a quick glance your way, to which you respond with a smile. 

“Hey, uh, make yourself at home, ok? Im sure Scott’s coming back soon. I, uh, I gotta take care of something real quick with our, um, other roommate.” There’s only two bedrooms and he’s a horrible liar, but you still find it a little endearing. “Anyway, it was nice to meet you, maybe we can hang out sometime. Any friend of Scott is a friend of mine!“ he tells you kindly as you swoon. ‘Oh Alex we’re about to be much, much closer than friends. Closer than you can possibly imagine’.

“Hey dude, uh, so Scott’s friend is waiting for you in the living room. Also whatever this is, can it wait? I kinda have to showe-“ Alex cuts himself off as he sees Scott slumped over, tied up to his desk chair with his own dirty clothes in a neat little bow. “What the fuck!?! Scott! are you ok?” Alex rushes over to help his friend.

“So, I gotta say, Scott, you made a great choice sacrificing him to save yourself. Alex is definitely a catch.” You say from the doorway. Alex quickly looks your way in horror as his best friend breaks free from his fake restraints and pulls him into an embrace.

Alex tries to squirm free from Scott’s grip, as you make Scott say the truth to his friend. “He made me choose, between you and me. I chose you.”

“T-This is a joke, right? Scott?” Scott starts to force him into his desk chair. “Cmon man!” Alex pleads, as an emotionless Scott ties him to the desk chair.

“Some best friend” you chuckle, as you stroke Scott’s cheek and wipe away a stray tear -you can feel his revulsion internally- “he sold you out without a second thought”. You start to undress his lower half, starting with his gym shoes. Fuck it was potent. “Don’t worry, I’ll never do that to us.” You peel away his sweat soaked socks and take another whiff. Alex sits in confusion, probably speechless at what had just transpired.

“Let’s make a deal” you say with a chuckle. “I’ll show you a taste of me if you show me a taste of you.” Without waiting for a response, you start by kneeling down sucking on his scummy toes. Sour. Just how you like it. He’s still squirming in his bonds a little. “Step on me,” you say, as you smash your face to his sweaty feet over and over again, simulating him stepping on you. You catch a little movement in his crotch area. ‘Is he enjoying this?’ you ask, as you continue up Alex’s legs. You look back to make sure Scott is still in your control. He stands frozen, emotionless, but with a deep hatred in his eyes, twitching occasionally in his attempt to break free. You make him face Alex and force him to lift the corner of his tank top to give Alex a little tease, while you continue with your little treasure hunt.

You then peel away his compression shorts to reveal your prize. A concentrated bloom of Alex’s pheromones hit you. Ecstasy. You almost pass out on the spot. ‘Holy shit’. You can’t control yourself as bury your head and greedily rub your face in his sweaty crotch. Alex is eerily quiet.

Rubbing the medallion, you issue your next command. You’re gonna need to divert a little magic to making this work, so you release some control of Scott as emotion and shouting return to him. It takes a minute or two but you’re able to get your bodies properly primed fro the next stage. You notice Alex shiver from a slight tingle in his body, while Scott continues his barrage of insults your way. “Shut up,” you command. His lips quiver and then shut. “Scottie, come tell Alex what his best friend is gonna do to him.”

Alex again looks at Scott with a pleading face as a twitching, emotionless Scott continues: “Alex, I’m gonna stuff you full of himm- full of my Ma,” you wince. Strong and stubborn as ever, you can’t even get him to call you master. “Man you’re gonna love it. I sold you out to save myself. Didn’t even have to think about it. Just like that.” You’re getting a little better at controlling his movements. “Now I’m gonna be the one to make sure I put all of him inside you” Scott continues, “I-I can’t wait to see him wear you like a s-suit, parading you around, s-swimming in your skin and no one will ever know. I can’t wait to see the new you, w-with a little fag pilot tucked safe inside, pulling on your strings, speaking for you, thinking for you, loving for you” Scott finishes with an unsettling, wide grin that you force him into. 

Emotion and control rush back to Scott’s face. “Alex…” he states in an apologetic tone, but Alex doesn’t even look him in eye. Again, off the corner of your eye, you can’t help but notice a ghost of a smile on his face before it returns to its sullen look.

“Ok, ok, enough you two. Let’s go put on a good show for our best friend Scottie”.

-End Part 1-