From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Subject: Mind Control (MF, mind control, tg) [1/3]
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Date: 26 Jul 1996 20:01:23 GMT

			    Mind Control
				Part I
			     Chapter One

	"I knew it," Aster muttered to himself. "One letter in my
INBOX, and it had to be this one." In the past three years of his
dealings with the government, they had always used private couriers to
correspond, or more often the telephone. But when the message came via
MCI MAIL, he knew that his three-year project was at an unsuccessful
end.

	From: George F. Frankel MCI ID: 213-9164 To:
	Aster Landers MCI ID: 150-1060 Message-ID:
	5M113684/818802K3 Subj: Final Project Decision -
	Confidential

	Dear Mr. Landers,

	It is with great regret that we must inform you
	that your proposal to refine, and implement the
	use of, the device we have discussed has been
	denied. Unfortunately with budget cuts applied,
	this department does not have the resources to
	properly administer programs which consist
	primarily of research and development. I will
	personally keep the proper information on file
	so that, if the situation changes, we might be
	able to continue work on what could be a
	valuable tool to our society. I also commend
	your work and thank you for your efforts to this
	point. Formal notification will be sent to IDT
	shortly along with cost recovery information.

	Sincerely Yours,

	Gen. G. F. Frankel Human Services

	He switched the terminal off. Government Imbeciles. Not only
did they make any sort of effective demonstration impossible, but they
had to break the news through MCI MAIL. Strangely, he felt little
anger. He had a good time working on the project, excellent pay, at
the mere expense of his social life.

	His time had been devoted to endless revisions, modifications,
and testing of the Device. It wasn't his fault that the Federal people
who came to test it were just too - too - boring to use it.

	Unfortunately he'd never be able to prove that. He wasn't sure
of the situations that caused the tests to fail. It worked for him, he
felt, because he had a good imagination. Good enough to think up the
device in the first place means that one must be good enough to use
it.

	The Device was a thought amplifier. Bred from some licensed
Japanese electro-encephalographic technologies that never saw any use
outside some experimental psychiatric clinics that (giggle) were now
being sued for some sort of fraud, the Device was a miracle more
stunning than the space program, the new light-speed super-processors,
or Ronco's solid-state IR laser turkey carving set.

	It started out as a device which could clarify thought
patterns for analysis by trained therapists, for use in mental
hospitals. The Feds got involved when the NSA wanted to know if it
could be used to read minds. Even if Aster could have spent a few
years researching that application, he wouldn't think of it - because
certainly he wouldn't be ALLOWED to think of it if the device became a
reality.

	But Aster's employer, Interactive Device Technologies, liked
the idea of lucrative government contracts and encouraged him to
continue with the development. Three years later, Aster and IDT had
finished the thought amplifier, but this last MCI letter meant that
there was NOBODY, and that meant nobody, interested in continuing with
it. Now that IDT had no hopes of a $12 billion contract, Aster would
probably be out of job.

			     Chapter Two

	Ann walked into the Lab. "Is that the TA-12?" she queried,
pointing to the metallic blue box on the counter, without even saying
hello.

	Aster knew at that instant he was being set up. Ann never had
anything to do with the technical staff. He had seen her around the
building often enough, but learned quickly of her distaste for the
techies, and had properly ignored her ever since. Undoubtedly one of
the IDT managers got a carbon-copy of the MCI letter and sent Ann in
to cheer Aster up, rather than stopping in themselves. How
unthoughtful. He didn't want to be cheered up. Ann was still standing
there, though, and Aster racked his mind to remember what she had
asked him.

	"Yes, that's it."

	Ann didn't waste a second. "It doesn't work, huh?"

	Nice cheering-up job, Aster thought. He answered in a tone
normally reserved for when you lose your best friend. "It works fine.

	It just doesn't work for everyone, that's all. All the
government people who tested it were so skeptical, so narrow-minded it
couldn't have possibly worked." He wondered if he was rationalizing it
or not.

	Ann continued her insistent questions as if she had a list of
them. "It works for you?"

	"Yes. And most other people can use it too."

	"Oh." It sounded like she just ran out of questions. "Sorry to
be ignorant. I just don't pay much attention to what our experiments
do, that's all."

	Aster reached behind him and picked up the Device. "Have a
seat," he said, pointing to a chair across from him. Ann sat.

	"All it is, primarily, is a thought amplifier. It looks to
what you're thinking, and retransmits it so that you can see it more
clearly. But the big advantage is that it transmits to others within a
few feet. Want a sample?"

			    Chapter Three

	Ann nodded without saying a word. Aster started his long-
rehearsed demonstration speech, required so that the visitors would
know what's going on and would have some margin of safety should
something go wrong.

	"Touch your finger here for a second," he said, pointing to a
small metal circle on top of the Device, which was in his lap. Ann
did. "All you did was allow the device to calibrate itself to your...
" (he hated the oversimplification)... "'wavelength', so you can
participate. You know what the Device does, and it's easier to show
you its abilities than to tell you. All you have to know is this: This
box cannot reproduce itself in this color in your mind.

	"It's a safety device that took almost nine months to install.
If I were to try to fool you into thinking that the demonstration was
over, you'd notice that the box was red, not blue, because it won't
let you see it any other way. There's a timer on the top that will end
the demonstration in... " (he set the timer) "about ten minutes.
That's another safety device in case for some reason I can't turn it
off.

	"It'll also turn off on any sort of sensory disturbance, so
you have to be comfortable before you can start." He elected to omit
the usual comment about using the rest-room first. "The final safety
device limits the amount of pain and suffering you can feel no matter
what happens to you. In the image that the box presents, you could
stab yourself with a knife and would feel only momentary discomfort.
And of course, you wouldn't sustain any real-life damage. That
prevents the Device from being used to torture someone, for the most
part. Now just clear your mind for a moment, and relax."

	He looked up at her. She closed her eyes. He stole a quick
peek at her uncrossed legs and the space between them, that had
crossed hi mind many times before. Why didn't she like the technical
people? Such a waste. Oh well. He leaned back and pressed the switch
to start the demonstration, then put his hands at his sides.

	He opened his eyes. "Ann?" She opened hers without saying
anything. The box was red, instead of blue. It was incredible - she
could have, by any other measure, been actually sitting there staring
at a red box there with Aster. But no, the box was blue, and her eyes
were closed. It just SEEMED that way. She moved her arms. They moved.
Fingers too.

	"Everyone always does that," Aster giggled. "Obviously it
works with you. Yes, everything seems normal. Your fingers wiggle.

	And no, they aren't really wiggling in real life. But, for
now, they might as well be."

	"Incredible. You did this?"

	Aster smiled. "Yup. Three years for this. But you haven't seen
anything yet!"

	They both got up. Just as they got to their feet, the walls
and ceiling of the building vanished, revealing the trees, sky,
clouds, and such outside. It may have been 41 degrees on the outdoor
thermometer 5 minutes ago, but it was a comfy 70 or so now.

	"How did that happen?"

	"Easy. I just decided that the walls should go away, and even
before I imagine it happening, it does. The Device reads what I'm
thinking, and makes it seem like it's happening. It was all so simple
once we got the basic theories straight. Notice how there's no detail
left out?"

	Ann looked around the room (what was left of it) and nodded.

	Aster continued. "In actuality, that's not true. For all we
know, none of the things we're not looking at this second exist. But
once we go to look at anything, the image gets filled in from our own
thoughts. For the most part, what we see, hear, smell, feel, or taste
depends on who looks at it first - it fills in the detail from that
person's memory. The other person sees that as the first imagined it.

	But the person who's holding the physical box has the ultimate
authority. Watch." A small metal box appeared on the counter, with a
lid that was closed. "There's an index card inside that box with a
four-digit number on it," he said, "but I don't know what it is
because I haven't decided on one. Why don't you open the box and see
what it says?

	Ann walked over to the box while Aster looked around outside.
It was mid-afternoon. Some birds flew nearby, something not formerly
present.

	"It's 9601, the last four digits of my phone number," Ann
reported. How did that happen?"

	"Either because you wanted it to, or because the Device
decided that it was the most likely thing to put there. I don't know
your phone number and couldn't have put it there. See?"

	Again, Ann just nodded. With that, the numbers on the card
changed to 2066, Aster's office extension number. Aster explained.
"You might create something out of your imagination... but if there is
a conflict, the box-holder gets his way with reality. The problem with
the tests was that the people who tried it either didn't have the
imagination (faith if you like) to make the device work for them, in
which case the only effect they ever saw was the box changing color,
or they couldn't mentally lock on to the signals from the box, which
meant that even THAT didn't happen." Again, did he really know?

	Maybe not. It could take years of research. Oh well. "Come on,
let's go."

			    Chapter Four

	Ann wheeled around and discovered that Aster had sprouted a
perfect pair of wings, feathers and all. It was one of his favorite
diversions, which he had developed after weeks of testing. He picked
Ann up from behind; his arms fitting into the somewhat innocent space
below her breasts. She was very light because he had decided that she
should be, at least for now. She didn't complain about it.

	In an instant Aster cringed down, and leapt into the air.

	It was too fast for Ann, who felt that the exciting part had
been rushed. They were already fifty feet above the ground, coasting
over the trees towards downtown. With a few flaps, Aster lifted them
both to several times that altitude. "Nervous?" he asked.

	"No, I'm fine." It wasn't convincing. The only other person
he'd ever taken on this tour couldn't take it too well. Aster pitched
upwards a little bit and slowed down, then gained some more altitude,
and generally swooped around a bit. The scenery was breathtaking, and
the feeling was unparalleled.

	"Afraid of heights?" Aster remembered how he had thought of
the Device as a tool to eliminate such fears, the last time he asked
that question. Ann didn't answer.

	With nothing to lose as far as Ann's opinion of him, Aster did
the only thing he could think of to remedy the situation. He dropped
her. Ann screamed, fell a few feet, and stopped in midair at Aster's
command. She couldn't have done that herself. He stopped in midair and
had her float up to him, facing him. "You see?

	There's nothing to be afraid of. You can't get hurt here. And
I wouldn't let you get hurt anyway.

	She didn't look resentful. She looked down at the streets
below, then reached down as if to see what was holding her up. It
always seemed to take a while for people to get "the idea" - that the
constraints of reality no longer hold.

	"It can be like an amusement park - thrills without danger, or
whatever amuses you." Ann was now smiling. It was time for Aster to
try and promote that idea. It was no fun here with someone that didn't
understand, and it looked like Ann was beginning to.

	Aster continued. "Take my hand," he said. "I think you've got
the idea."

	She did. Aster's wings disappeared. A moment later they
started falling, from the five thousand feet (funny, we weren't that
high up a moment ago) to the town below. Aster looked straight at Ann.
She looked up at him. It had worked! She felt enough confidence in him
to be able to take her eyes off the approaching Earth. He couldn't
keep his feeling to himself.

	"I'm impressed, Ann. You've got more inside than I credited
you for. Congratulations." He pulled her to him, and held her tight.

	She wrapped her arms around him, and looked down.

	Just before they reached the earth, a large pool of water
appeared below them and they splashed harmlessly into it, coming to an
almost instant stop. Ann, who had let go just as they reached the
water, paddled back over to Aster and grabbed onto him again. He liked
the feeling where she was pressing against him.

	Finally, she spoke up again. "Can we try it again? Not the
fall, I mean, but flying around? I'd like to try it out for myself."

	Aster nodded. A moment later, they were both in midair, and
Ann had developed some nice orange feathers. Aster followed Ann as she
flew back towards the company, swooped down over the trees, and
shrieked with excitement. "I want to try landing," she said. "Will you
go first?" Aster agreed, and lined up in front of her, feet down,
heading for the flat roof of IDT's main building.

	Then he was sitting in a chair, with the blue box on his lap.
He looked at the top of it. "Timers... No, there's still time left,
must be... " He looked towards the door. His supervisor had walked in,
and the noise had tripped the sensory-monitor device, ending the
simulation.

	"Good night, you two. Lock up the lab when you leave, OK?"

	Aster and Ann both nodded. Jeff added a "Good night" as the
supervisor was on the way out the door. As the door closed, he turned
to Ann once again. "Always happens that way... There were only about
30 seconds left anyway."

	"That certainly seemed like more than four and a half
minutes!" Ann exclaimed.

	"It always does seem longer," Aster agreed. "It would be
impossible to test, though, right? A simulated clock would go just as
fast as you would imagine it to go. Everything else could speed up
too. It just seems to be the way people think."

	Surprisingly, although it was a few minutes after five, Ann
wasn't leaving like Aster expected her to. Did she really feel like
spending time with Aster? Maybe her opinion about techie types had
changed a bit.

	"Can we try it again? Everyone's gone now and I just had so
much fun with you... ?

			    Chapter Five

	Aster couldn't get his mind off the words `with you' very
easily. "Sure, I'm in no hurry tonight." He started to reach for the
timer controls again, and Ann interrupted.

	"Could I do it this time? You did it last time, and... "

	Aster nodded and handed the box to her, touching the circle on
the top after setting it in her lap. "We just set the timer for as
long as we want - maybe ten minutes would be better this time, and...
"

	Ann didn't wait for the explanation. She set the timer for
four hours, sat back. An instant later, the box turned red. Aster got
up, startled, and noticed the timer was set for 4:00, not 0:10.

	"How come you - "

	"Because I don't want to be interrupted again. I can turn it
off anytime before four hours runs out, right?"

	"Yes - you just IMAGINE you're holding the box, and are
turning it off, and it does. Maybe we should do that, and fix the
timer - "

	Aster reached for the box, but it vanished from Ann's lap
before he could reach it. She had made it disappear. She could bring
it back, but he couldn't. He felt uncomfortable at the prospect.

	"I just want to play a while. I'm SURE you won't mind. You
said you weren't going anyplace." Pointing to her lap, she added:
"Pretty good, huh?"

	"Um... Yes," said Aster, obediently staring at her lap. "OK,
then, let's see what you can do. Want to go flying again?"

	"Not right now. I was just thinking how you can do anything
here - like flying before. Anything." She looked straight into his
eyes. "Must be pretty good when your company's getting horny, huh?"

	At first, Aster thought she was talking about him. After all,
the thought had crossed his mind since they first started the
adventure. But no, he hadn't expressed that thought. Then maybe she
was just being hypothetical. But the tone of her voice was telling him
otherwise. He didn't know what to say.

	Ann stood up, and wrapped her arms around him, pressing
herself against him. "Remember? In the air? It was your idea, not
mine. I don't know whether it was all the adrenaline, the thrill, or
you personally. And I don't know how you felt, but it got me
positively wet between the legs. Even if I was just imagining it."

	Aster restrained himself at the thought of that wetness. He
had felt a little something, but at the same time was worried about
being a little too forward. But he had to say something. "Isn't this a
little... fast? I like you a lot. But two weeks ago you wouldn't have
given me the time of day, much less admit what you just said."

	"Maybe. I never really thought about you at all until about
two weeks ago. I don't know why. I guess I started feeling guilty
about the reasons I DIDN'T pay attention to some people. So, it seemed
like the perfect opportunity when Dan asked me to see how you were
doing.

	And... " (she ran one hand across his bottom) "... what a
better way to meet? Perfectly romantic." They were standing on a boat,
facing a setting sun, with a violin playing in the background. "Or
however else it should be." The corny sunset-boat-violin scene
disappeared, leaving total darkness except for themselves. "Much
better than meeting in a Laundromat." Sounded rational.

	Of course, rational was the last thing on Ann's mind. Aster
had his arms around her. He slid his hands down across her derriere,
feeling the soft fabric of the jeans she was wearing. She seemed to
approve. But she let go of him. She stood back a foot or so.

	Slowly, and tauntingly, Aster's clothes began to fade away.

	First his shirt, then his slacks, and without any hesitation,
his underwear began to become transparent, revealing everything to
Ann's eyes. He couldn't bring his clothes back. The awkward situation
made him lose what erection he had.

	"Neat," Ann exclaimed. "I just have to imagine it starting -
your clothes disappearing - and unless I stop it, it happens by itself
without me helping".

	At first, Aster though "Neat" was referring to his naked body.

	But then he realized that he was an unwilling accomplice to
Ann's vanishing-clothes trick. She had never seen him naked before,
and so the vision that she now saw was constructed from Aster's own
thoughts. He was beginning, more and more, to feel like the student in
this environment, when before he was only the teacher. He'd never done
anything quite like this in the demonstration - Ann's voice
interrupted his thoughts again. The sexy tone in her voice had
returned. "YOU'RE neat TOO, you know." She was staring, unashamed, at
his previously private areas. She walked back up, still dressed, and
touched his penis. He didn't complain. She looked at him straight in
the eyes, and made her own blouse disappear, slowly like before. No
bra - just two very nice tits were now visible. She still looked
straight into Aster's eyes, watching them sweep down her body,
hesitate, then look back up into her eyes. "I want to see you get
hard. I want it to happen right here. Bigger, harder than you ever
have before."

	Aster obliged her. He felt himself starting to stretch right
in her hand, growing, getting warm, and longer. Her grip tightened

	around him as he grew. He ran his eyes over her chest freely
now, using the stimulation to carry out Ann's request. Finally he
reached up and touched her breasts, which somehow seemed to excite him
more than her. Her attention was on his growing member. He rubbed his
fingers, then hands, then both hands over her tits, watching her
nipples grow erect at his fingertips.

	She let go of him. It felt cold now, but his penis didn't
wither. Ann stood back, again, and this time revealed the rest of
herself to him. Aster's eyes, as one might expect, focused on the
little patch of brown hair between her legs - as his mind focused on
the infinite pleasure just beyond.

	At this point Aster's mind was so fixed on the impending
copulation, that even the unnatural absence of background didn't seem
unnatural anymore. This wasn't imagination; it was reality. There was
Ann, and Aster, and that was all. Nothing else. And Ann had decided,
apparently, that there was only one thing to be done - and it was just
minutes away. He was impatient - knowing that those minutes would seem
SO LONG - until he finally reached his goal.

			     Chapter Six

	Ann's voice was the sexiest he'd heard yet. "Touch me. Touch
me all over. You know what I want. You know what to do so I get it."

	Aster slid one arm around her, pulling him to her. Her bosom
pressed into his chest again, and he could feel her nipples stiffening
against him. He wrapped his other arm around her, and slid his hands
over her buttocks. It was something he never thought he'd be doing.

	A few seconds later they were both floating, weightless.

	Ann kissed him, sliding her tongue into his mouth, exploring
it. Her hands went to his bottom also, one hand between his bowels,
rubbing the area around his anus. Nobody had ever done that to Aster
before; he liked it.

	Aster's hands approached her pussy. It seemed warm even before
he touched the hair around it. He could smell her wetness. The scent
was making him lose what little control he had left. He hesitated for
a moment, giving himself final clearance to proceed, then probed
through her pubic hair, touching the skin between her legs. He rubbed
the area for a minute before one finger felt her pussy's lips. It was
wet inside. He spread them apart, and touched it. After a few seconds
he knew what was where... She clenched him as one finger slid by her
clitoris; and when a finger finally discovered the opening into her
vagina, she grabbed his hand and pushed his finger inside. He slid it
back and forth. His other hand was now on her breasts.

	Ann came after just a few seconds. She pushed his hand against
her. He felt a ripple inside her as her muscles contracted.

	She held him there for a moment, then let him slide out.

	"Lick me," she demanded. "Learn what I taste like."

	Aster wasn't bothered by that prospect. He floated away from
her for a second, then she floated towards him, aiming her pussy
towards his head. As he started to slide between her thighs, she
locked her legs around him, squeezing him, locking him in place. She
was getting him wet. His tongue instantly found its target, first
sliding across her clitoris, and then inside. He swallowed her juices.
She came again, squeezing with her legs so hard that, for a minute, he
couldn't breathe. Her pussy surrounded him. He felt another surge of
liquid from within her. As soon as it was over, she released him, and
they floated alongside each other. She had regained some of her
control; yet now her pussy was aiming towards his previously ignored
cock. She held on to him, and pulled him towards her, keeping a
careful eye on his navigation.

	Aster seemed to have some reservations. He hardly knew her,
really, and that thought was starting to surface. That thought got
through to Ann, who knew better - that they both wanted the same thing
and there was no reason not to have it.

	"You have no choice now." The distance between their pubic
areas continued to reduce. "Besides, I know what you want. You
wouldn't have gone this far. You're not getting away now. You want me
as much as I want you." She was right.

	Aster insisted, though, not because he was unwilling, but
because he was afraid that she'd regret it later, and would blame him
for it. "It's too fast. Why are you rushing? I want to learn about
you... get to know you... "

	Ann didn't listen. Aster's penis touched the hair around her
pussy. Then he felt the warmth at the tip of it. His cock still had
some flexibility to it. In a short time - almost too fast, Ann took
him inside. The heat made him grow very hard, conforming to her shape.
She started to wrap her legs around him, and to slide against him. He
grabbed her body, realizing that it was the last chance to save his
rational self, and stopped her from moving. He concentrated on
everything but the fact that they were now mating.

	She resented the fact that he was forcibly interrupting her
pleasure. But it did return her faculties to her, long enough to
realize once again that this wasn't really happening, and that she was
in control of things. She hadn't heard what Aster said, but this time
decided quite consciously to continue. She could show her anger now
without Aster being able to do anything about it. Besides, she knew
that he was struggling to hang on to his mind, while her pussy did its
work on him, her breasts and body draining his willpower.

	"Shut up. It's too late. I'm screwing you and there's nothing
you can do to stop me." The words, she figured, would send him over
the edge and he'd stop resisting. Aster never thought he'd ever be in
the situation of resisting a beautiful woman's advances, unless she
was married or had some disease or something.

	But neither was the case now. Her words were a temptation of
defiance. He placed both hands on her hips, and started to push her
away, hoping she'd forgive him, and even be thankful that he gave her
a chance to think rationally about her actions. His penis started to
slide out. The tip was swelling inside her, though, at Ann's command.
Aster felt his skin stretching. He didn't know how big he was, and he
wouldn't feel much pain as long as the Device was working.

	Ann's orifice tightened around the base of his cock. It had
grown inside her, and she was growing tighter. He pushed harder
against her hips, but couldn't slide out. He was locked inside her.

	He slid back in to try again, and this time the sensation of
sliding into her warm flesh pushed him over the edge. Her words had
come true. He lost his last reasons for stopping it, and his thoughts
faded with only one intense purpose remaining. He started sliding in
and out, making no further attempts to escape.

	Ann giggled once. "That's it, animal. Fuck me. Then, maybe
I'll let you go." It was all a game, Aster and Ann both knowing the
rules quite well. Each word, each motion, could do nothing but
stimulate desire. Aster's attempt to "stop" her was played perfectly.
He probably knew it would excite her. And now, he was hers, undulating
against her, and pulsating inside her. She giggled again once more,
watching Aster turn into the animal she wanted, before her own
thoughts turned again towards the act of mating. She grew hot inside
as the excitement increased.

	Ann was approaching her climax, but still had a handle on what
was happening. Her words came one at a time, with each breath and each
of Aster's thrusts. "I... want... all of... you... inside... deep...
yes... "

	From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***) Subject: Mind Control (MF,
mind control, tg) [2/3] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Date: 26 Jul 1996
20:01:46 GMT

			    Mind Control
			       Part II
			    Chapter Seven

	It took a few more seconds before Aster understood that Ann's
words were not just the usual ones that come to a female mind in the
heat of passion. With every undulation, he felt as if he was sinking
deeper into her, deep between her legs, feeling more and more of her.
But it didn't just seem that way... it was true. Her pussy was
widening, her pelvis growing, and her legs spreading, and all
together, somehow, they were taking more than just his cock. He had
somehow slipped inside her, and now much of his body was feeling her
warm slipperiness.

	He was using most of his body, not just a small part, to
excite her to orgasm. Each of her motions caused her vagina to swallow
more of him, as she urged him deeper inside. His torso was inside now,
his arms around her legs, all of him sliding in and out like only his
penis was doing before. His whole body had the exciting sensation that
his penis had before - he was experiencing her in a way that could
never happen without the Device. Aster had less trouble now reminding
himself that it wasn't really happening, thank goodness; because he
had lost his grip on her legs, and her opening was devouring him,
pulling his arms and head into her body, consuming him.

	He might have been able to see out through her cunt, but it
was still only dark outside. She was losing her control over the
Device - her mind wandering towards orgasm and no longer maintaining
Aster's sense of reality. Aster started to feel closed in - not sure
whether her vagina was still open, or where it was, or what was
happening at all. He came, and felt his own semen mixing with the
wetness that was there all along - but it didn't seem quite real... it
was too much like a dream. Neither Ann nor Aster, for the moment,
could think clearly enough to define reality.

	Aster felt a sudden tightening around him, and a sudden flood
of love juice around him. It was very, very tight, and as Aster
returned to clearer thoughts, he had to tell himself he could breathe
even while immersed in Ann's come, if that's what it was (it tasted
like it) and that's where he was located. Her orgasm seemed to stop
for a moment, and then continue, and finally, it was over.

	He was back outside her, penis still inside, as if the wilder
events never happened. Did she really pull him ALL inside after
uttering those words, or did he just imagine it after she lost control
of the Device? He'd have to ask later, but somehow that seemed like it
would be an embarrassing question.

	Aster tried to turn around, out of her, then realized that
they were still fixed together. Aster pointed "down there," Ann nodded
and relaxed herself, and he slid out of her. They floated down towards
the soft floor.

			    Chapter Eight

	They had rested for quite a while, lying next to each other on
the undefined black surface. Aster knew that in real life, they didn't
need to rest at all. It just felt nice, for now.

	Ann was the first one to speak. "All right, enough of the
black hole, here." With that, Aster watched as Ann "painted" in an
environment. Warm afternoon sun, blue sky with just a few puffy
clouds, ocean off in the distance. As long as Ann was occupied with
that area, Aster created a lagoon a few feet away, and the obligatory
waterfall at the opposite end of it. Soft, grassy earth underneath.
Still no clothes. He appreciated the naked female body next to his,
which looked almost a little tan now, and didn't want to change
anything. In fact, he couldn't remember what either of them were
wearing before - it all seemed so natural now. Ann turned around and
admired his work, while Aster admired hers - faint salt- air scent,
all the sounds of the surf, and even a few seagulls, which flew in
lazy circles for as long as he stared at them. Quite pleasant. The
warm sun and cool breeze went well together. There were enough details
now to make Aster seriously consider staying in a place like this more
permanently - rocky cliffs in one direction, and an innocent-looking
wooded area the other way. Best of all, there were no insects or other
pests.

	Time was proceeding slowly, and they didn't rush themselves.

	They played with each other for a time; talked about
themselves and each other, learning things that were suddenly easy to
learn.

	Everything felt comfortable. They swam for a while, made love
again in a much more conventional, casual fashion, then walked on the
beach, and then, at Ann's request, both went for a long flight over
the area, trying to imitate (for a while) the way the seagulls floated
into the wind, hardly moving. They landed, returning to their normal
form, walked along the shore again, talking. No sunburns here, thank
goodness.

	Aster didn't credit the Device for all this. Ann had what it
takes - the imagination, spirit, and will to make it all happen, and
she seemed to love sharing all her experiences with him. Somehow,
things would never quite be the same again.

	"How long is left?" Ann asked.

	"Don't ask me. You have the Device, remember? The only way to
actually look at the timer, is to bring the box back, and just read
the time off the top. You can't change the setting from here, though.

	That can only be done in real life."

	Ann held her hands out, and the red box reappeared in them.

	She peered at the liquid-crystal display. It read 1 hour, 17
minutes.

	"One-Seventeen, it says. We've used up most of the time we
have."

	From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Mind Control (MF, mind control, tg) [3/3] Date: 26 Jul 1996
20:02:04 GMT

			    Mind Control
			       Part III
			    Chapter Nine

	Aster said, "Then it's about 7:44 back in reality. We'd be
hungry (or have other bodily needs) not too long after the timer runs
out... So we better just make good use of the time we have. I'll take
you out for a REAL dinner at 9, then. Good thing today's Friday. When
do you usually eat?"

	"Pretty early, but I can eat late with no trouble."

	Aster peered towards the box. "Good. If you got too hungry
back in reality, the Device would shut off. Same if... " He trailed
off.

	"I used the ladies' room at about 4:30."

	That answered his question. "Good enough. Then we'll be OK
until 9 and don't have to worry about it before then. Of course, we
could stop now - "

	Ann cut him off. The box disappeared again. "No need to. Why
leave early?"

	Aster agreed, now thankful for Ann's decision to set the timer
for four hours. He nodded.

	Ann looked more serious now. "Aster, there's one thing I
absolutely have to do while I'm here. You've been great so far,
putting up with all my wishes - like it or not. You've enjoyed it
too."

	Aster couldn't agree more. His eyes swept towards the ground.
"Very much."

	"Good. But I've got to try this while I'm here. You'll have to
put up with this even if you don't like it. I don't think you'll mind
at all - I never have, but I'm not you. But I'd never forgive myself
if I didn't experiment with this - even if you'd never speak to me
again. Understand?"

	Aster nodded, confused. Why didn't she just ask what she
wanted? Was she afraid that he'd say "no," and didn't want to give him
that chance? And what hadn't they already tried? And how did she know
she liked it if she never tried it?

	Ann led him back to a point near the lagoon, where they had
started. The sun had dropped a bit. "No, this isn't good enough.

	It's too perfect, and not realistic enough." With that, a door
appeared. Nothing else, just a door. It was kind of pink, and had a
little plate on it that said "Ann". She took Aster's hand, walked to
the door, and opened it. There was a complete room inside, where there
was only a door outside. She'd seen too many Pink Panther cartoons,
where such anomalies were commonplace. This was realistic?

	The room, of course, was Ann's bedroom. Quite roomy for a
bedroom, it had all the details already in place. She led Aster inside
and closed the door, ending the beach/lagoon/waterfall environment
entirely. All the details were already here, even a damp towel on the
back of the chair and a pair of panties on the floor in the corner.
The bed was made. "Sorry, I didn't clean up this morning." AHH. Now it
made sense. Her room was FAMILIAR to her, and thus was infinitely more
realistic than an environment created (literally) from scratch. This
place had a real counterpart, and that eliminated the constant
reminders that none of this was happening.

	"Bet you'd never thought you'd see the inside of my bedroom,
huh? Not many people have."

	Aster was looking out the window into a parking lot, which
belonged to a professional office next door. All he could tell is that
they were on about the second floor of some kind of apartment
building. Every bit of information was from her memory.

	Absentmindedly, he answered. "No, I never did. And your room
isn't messy. You should see mine. I actually cleaned it today, but
it's usually a mess until after I get home."

	Ann pulled him from the window, reaching up for the shade,
then realized that there could be nobody out there who could see in.

	"I'll show you the rest of the place later. But we don't have
much time."

	Aster looked impatient, somewhat frustrated because he didn't
know what was going on. "Well, what do we do?"

	"Just stand there. Just like that. Relax." She reached for his
penis again, which was in a semi-erect state and started to grow again
at her touch. But she wasn't fondling him - it seemed more like an
examination. She stooped down and looked at it more closely, lifted it
and examined his scrotum, and ran her fingers around it all.

	Then she just dropped it, and turned to look at herself. She
set one leg on her bed, and took a quick glance at her own genitals,
then took a quick look at her whole body in the mirror. Then she
plopped down on her bed, one knee up, with a satisfied look.

	Aster took that as an invitation. He advanced towards her bed,
growing harder. But Ann stopped him.

	"No, just stay right there. You'll join me in a few minutes."

	Again, he was frustrated, confused, and, now, somewhat angry.
But before he could say anything, he felt funny. Just a little. His
erection had disappeared. Ann, again, was examining herself, with one
hand near her thighs. She kept looking down there, then back at Aster.

	Aster took the clue to look at himself. His scrotum was gone,
and his penis was far smaller than it ever was before. He grabbed it,
and felt it slide away, out of his fingers. Something equally eventful
was happening to Ann, but her attention was still mostly focused on
him. She was almost smiling while he was anxiously trying to figure
out just what she was doing. She didn't look right. For starters, the
breasts he had admired so much were gone. Why would she do that? She
liked `em too. Aster reached for his groin again... and this time,
found nothing there at all. The patch of pubic hair had nothing in the
middle of it. It felt like his penis, somehow, was inside, but there
was nothing for it to be inside of.

	That drew attention away from the rest of his body, which was
starting to change also. For starters, he had lost some height. And
weight. The muscles that he was so proud of before, hardly showed at
all. The hair on his chest, arms, legs, were all gone. His shape was
changing, too.

	It wasn't until he felt a slight depression between his legs
that he noticed the other changes, and with considerable fright
learned what Ann had done. He looked on the bed, and saw some sort of
penis starting to emerge from her crotch. With all the exploration
they had done, Ann had decided that she wanted to know what it felt
like to be a man, and she was changing Aster into a woman, like it or
not.

	Ann was starting to grow a little hair on her chest. She slid
over, and now invited Aster to lie down next to him. Aster had his
fingers between his legs, trying to figure out just how he was
changing.

	"Relax, you're only a little girl right now. Don't fight it.

	You can explore yourself later." Her voice was changing. The
process, just like the disappearing clothes, had been started, and
would continue by itself to completion unless Ann stopped it.

	Aster, feeling helpless as well as speechless, climbed onto
Ann's bed, stared at the ceiling, and then turned to look at Ann's
developments. Her penis was almost fully-grown, and she had developed
balls just like his were before. There was some on her chest, she no
longer had a feminine figure - at this point, for all practical
purposes, Ann was a man, though it would take her a while to learn
just what that meant.

	Aster looked at his chest, which although was now hairless,
didn't really seem different. He looked at Ann as if to ask what was
happening.

	She understood. "I'm sending you through it slowly. Feel what
it's like to change from a girl into a woman. You might as well get
the experience." And if you have anything to teach me, go ahead."

	The word "girl" had an effect on him. It was hard for Aster to
think of himself as a "girl," but now, he was. There just wasn't
anything masculine left. Ann was maturing faster, but she was changing
all at once. Aster was changing according to some schedule that Ann
had defined. Aster made a few "touch-up" adjustments as Ann started
her journey through puberty, particularly the annoying parts that came
to mind - a voice that wouldn't stay at one pitch, and so on.

	But before long, she had grown to maturity, with complete
genitals, hair on chest, and so on. Aster removed the only other
reminder of Ann's former gender - the long hair, trimming it mentally
to a more appropriate length. Aster was wondering, though, how the
Device would reproduce the effect of hormones - or instinct, that had
changed. The best that could be done for now was for Aster to
concentrate for a moment on the thought of male hormones being
generated in Ann's new genitals, surging through her bloodstream in
increasing quantity. She was done, now.

	Aster, however, wasn't. He had started to develop hips, and
his vagina was complete. But the rest wasn't happening by itself, or
so it seemed. Aster explained the hormone/instinct question to Ann,
who of course couldn't answer either, but promised to do what she
could to connect Aster's new organs, and hormones, hopefully.

	Ann turned his attention to Aster. His areoles were widening,
darkening, and had swollen a little, a sure sign of the next step
towards womanhood. He felt a distinct tingle in his chest, first in
the area around the nipple, then spreading.

	"You're growing tits, girl!" Ann exclaimed. "Funny how you
have tits one day, before you can even see `em, but suddenly you just
know what's there!"

	They both stared at Aster's chest. Now the whole area around
each nipple was swelling. His breasts enlarged, perky and cone-shaped
at first. His areoles still seemed swollen. His breasts grew into the
familiar round shape, now even with the areoles, then grew yet more
before the changes finally stopped. They drooped a bit to his sides.

	They seemed heavy to Aster, even though he was lying on his
back. Ann ran her fingers over them lightly, then turned to talk to
Aster.

	Her voice was deep and a little unnatural. "I don't feel that
different, really, except when I think about my cock, or that my tits
are gone. I don't know just how I'm supposed to feel everywhere else,
or if it's really the same."

	Aster thought a moment, then answered in his new feminine
voice, which sounded at least a little more realistic. "I don't know
if we'll ever know for sure. I - I guess that most of the stuff is the
same, but the Device just can't tell us that. The biggest changes
would be our lifestyle, not the way our own bodies feel to us, I
guess. But... " (he touched her penis) "... Some of it we can find out
right now."

			     Chapter Ten

	The cock didn't grow at Aster's touch like he expected.

	Apparently the equipment was there, but the instinct wasn't,
at least yet. Undoubtedly the Device was working on it, and the
software he knew so well, was now madly trying to interpret each
other's thoughts and sort out the neural patterns that probably were
responsible for instinct.

	"We don't have each other's instincts yet. We can try it
anyway and see what happens." As Aster said this, his fingers were
still on the part of Ann's penis he knew was effective when it was his
own.

	"No, not yet," she replied. "Let's get a feeling for it first.
I mean - we're just out of puberty and rushing to lose our virginity
before we even understand ourselves. You haven't even had your first
period - no, I guess I'll spare you that. You probably wouldn't like
it and we don't have the time."

	Aster was thusly reminded once again of the power the Device
could vest in someone. He started thinking of the political uses of
it. Literally, you could cause someone great mental duress even though
the Device would prevent someone from inflicting much physical pain.
You could have someone raped by a goat in the middle of Times Square,
and although it wouldn't do any physical harm or even be painful, it
would be humiliating and unpleasant, and enough things like that could
persuade anyone to do anything. Certainly something to look into if
the Device gets any further "official" interest.

	Ann was up now, and Aster got up too. She dressed them both,
in clothes similar to the ones they were really wearing. It happened
suddenly, and Aster realized that the tightness around his bosom meant
that Ann had decided to outfit him with a bra. Given the size of its
contents, it seemed necessary. Everything else felt normal except the
lightness between his legs. Ann looked quite normal in her selection
of clothes.

	Aster looked in the mirror. It took a moment to really
convince himself that the female in the mirror was, in fact, him. The
fact that he couldn't hide his new figure, and that he didn't want to,
piqued his interest. Ann took a quick glance at herself, adjusted her
shirt a bit, and walked towards a door near the bed.

	"Where are you going?"

	"The bathroom. I'll be back." Ann didn't bother to close the
door, and Aster didn't look to see what she was doing.

	Again, puzzling. The only time anyone would actually have to
go is when they REALLY had to go in real life. The Device would create
that sensation when it sensed that condition in reality. It meant that
it was about to shut off the simulation. But that didn't happen.

	He heard the sound of a zipper, then the sound of urine in the
toilet, silenced for a moment, along with Ann's giggle. "I guess my
`aim' needs practice." He sat on the bed and waited. The sound
stopped, another zip followed by a flushed toilet, and Ann returned.

	"Neat," she said. "I guess that's really handy at times. Not
that I'd want to live with it forever, but it is definitely a plus.
It really does feel different. You ought to try too. Maybe it would
help this identity thing work faster."

	Aster answered "You mean instinct. I don't have to... You
can't get the feeling unless you really have to go. Besides... "

	"Nonsense. You just tell yourself you have to go, and suddenly
you do. Go ahead, I'll wait."

	"Wait a minute, that means you can actually imagine internal
FEELINGS directly - without first imagining some physical event that
causes it. That's way beyond the design expectations that the Device
was... "

	He was cut off by a sensation from his bladder. Ann had,
essentially, decided that he had to go, and now he did. He didn't
finish his thought, but merely sighed "Okay," and walked to the
bathroom. He didn't bother to close the door either. Why should he?

	He found it a sudden inconvenience that he had to remove half
the clothes that Ann had just given him. He saw the panties he was
wearing, for the first time. That elicited a chill along with a "what
am I doing?" feeling. He sat on the toilet and relieved himself,
surprised once again to find that the feeling did go away as he
emptied himself.

	He was surprised to find Ann looming near the doorway,
watching him perform this animal function. "Different, huh? Now just
imagine that every day for your whole life. Imagine being used to it."

	"Yea... I guess I might. Oh well." He got up, flushed the
toilet, and dressed again. "I think I know what you're doing. The
clothes... the bathroom... You need to make me feel like a woman, in
addition to just looking and sounding like one. Right?"

	"Exactly. I'm starting to feel a little more like a man, I
think. I want to know what it's like before our time runs out. So, do
you feel the part, or what?"

	"I think I am. The hardest part right now is convincing myself
that I might want to make love to you - you're a MAN."

	Ann had an answer ready. "I know. But then, you're a woman.
That should make it easier. It's natural, now." She took his arm as he
re-entered her bedroom, guiding him towards the bed.

	Aster took a look at Ann's pants, which started to show a
bulge. "You're getting horny, aren't you?"

	The bulge continued to grow. "Well... " Ann looked at herself.
"I guess I am. It's just that you're so... "

	Aster interrupted as Ann trailed off. "Hormones. Instinct.
It's working. You've been looking at me. I've been turning you on all
this time."

			   Chapter Eleven

	"Geez, I never thought I'd feel like this. I DO want you. And
the longer I think about it, the harder it gets to take my mind off
you." Ann started to unbutton and unzip the jeans that Aster had only
finished with.

	Aster stopped her, then looked up into her face. "I don't know
if I'm ready. This body's too new to me. I'm not sure if I want you
doing that... with... "

	Ann put both arms around Aster, which was now very easy for
her. Aster put his head on her shoulder. "It's my fault," she said.
"This is really spectacular. I know what it feels like.

	You're ready. You're just not as excited as I am. What did you
do to excite a female when you wanted to... ?"

	"I was gradual. I'd touch innocent places at first... Kiss,
touch her nipples, rub where she liked it, put my fingers between her
legs... " Aster realized that he was now telling Ann what to do with
him. The words, and the images, started to work on him.

	Ann took him to bed, and kissed him. He didn't resist. She
played with him, gradually stimulating him, like he had done to her
before. She put her hand under his blouse, and touched his bra. He
still didn't resist. Aster's pussy was getting wet. The Device was
even able to produce his scent's effect on Ann. It caught her
attention, and made her anticipate the copulation she wanted. The
bulge in her pants had grown, and she removed her jeans and shirt.

	Then she put her hands in Aster's pants, and quickly found the
opening of his pussy. She stroked him for a while before sliding a
finger inside. It was very wet.

	"Wow... " was all that Aster could say. Ann stopped long
enough for them to undress. She now inserted her finger all the way,
feeling the softness around it, and watching Aster fade away into
ecstasy. Finally she couldn't stand it. She climbed on top of him, but
couldn't manage to find the opening with her penis alone. In the
ultimate act of consent, Aster reached between his legs and guided the
tip of her cock into his pussy. Her cock was dry, and it didn't go in
at first. Aster's touch on her penis was driving her crazy.

	She started moving, in and out, and with each thrust was
moistened a bit, and slid further in. They both chimed together;
"Oooh" as she penetrated him, her penis finally vanishing into his
body. Copulation lasted for several exhausting minutes... Aster keenly
aware of Ann's presence inside him, and Ann feeling the semen building
inside her, ready for the climax. They came a moment later, Aster
feeling his cunt tightening involuntarily around Ann's member... and
Ann feeling the hot come traveling through her body, through her
penis, and finally relieved as it quietly spurted out from her penis
and vanished into Aster's body. She collapsed, penis still inside, and
a few moments later found the energy to move. Her penis, which was
smaller now, slid lazily out of Aster. Neither of them talked for
about 10 or 15 minutes, it seemed.

			   Chapter Twelve

	Ann was the first to speak. "I'm never going to forget this.
Now I know just how it feels. I can be a perfect lover, now that I
know what does what! But you know something? We COULD have forgotten
something."

	"What?"

	"I know we didn't need it here, but I bet you didn't even
think of it. Protection. Birth Control. For all you know, I could have
just made you pregnant! To think! I could have made YOU pregnant!"

	"Well... Hmm. No, I guess I didn't. As a man, I would have. I
did when we mated the first time. Eeeks, you're right. I'm on the
other end now, huh? At least... "

	With a bit of pride, Ann resumed. "Well, you never know.
Right this second *MY* sperm are swimming around inside YOU, hunting
for an egg that may or may not be there. If they find it... Well,
let's just say you'll have another use for your tits besides exciting
ME."

	Aster was suddenly concerned. She had done strange things in
the past. "You wouldn't... "

	That's the question Ann expected. "Relax. I've never had a
baby. So even if I was going to be mean about it, I wouldn't know how
to make you feel it. And it takes a while before you'd know, anyway."

	They continued talking for a while, mostly exchanging their
experiences so far. They played with each other some more. They made
love again, this time with Aster sitting on top of Ann. After that,
they learned that they could "reset" right away if they wished, and
started again, side by side. But this time, just after Ann pushed
inside Aster, he tightened up and motioned her to stop. He proposed an
experiment.

			  Chapter Thirteen

	"Let's try something. Let's switch back to ourselves, and try
again that way. I want to feel the difference now that I've had sex as
a woman."

	Ann nodded, but didn't move from her position. She was too far
along to just stop. She pushed her penis into Aster as far as she
could, and pressed herself tightly against him. Then she held him
still. Aster didn't say anything.

	She had pressed her chest against Aster's; nipple against
nipple. They adhered to each other. Aster started to feel his size
changing. Ann's body shrank in Aster's arms, and he felt his former
strength returning. She planted the penis firmly inside him.

	It fused to his vagina as his breasts fused to Ann's chest. He
felt the sensation between his legs changing.

	She started to pull away from him, tugging on his chest and
groin. As she did, Aster started to feel a stickiness within Ann; it
grew, and started to change to slipperiness. He was now moving within
her. She tugged once again on his chest, and now the breasts were
Ann's. The secondary changes had all happened - hair, voice, and such,
but nobody noticed. Without even separating, Aster started sliding
*his* penis in an out of *Ann's* pussy, and started towards his
orgasm. It didn't feel better or worse to invade than to be invaded,
he decided. Different, but he liked it both ways. The contractions of
his pussy were now the pulsations of his cock.

	He nearly lept out of his chair. The Device had switched off.
Ann opened her eyes and set the blue box down on the counter, panting
even though she couldn't have possibly been out of breath. They sat
for a moment. Aster could tell that Ann was wet; He grew hard for a
minute or two, carrying over from the fantasy just as Ann had. The
erection subsided.

	Aster broke the silence. "That's too bad. It always seems to
happen at a bad time. Oh well, I promised you a dinner, and you must
be hungry. It's after 9."

	Ann sighed one last time. "No, it's not `too bad'. Uhh... I
don't know what to say! Thanks very much. Mind, though, if we save the
dinner for some other night? All I want tonight is a quick pizza or
something."

	Aster tried not to look too dejected. He got up and switched
off the equipment and a few lights. "No, that's OK, I can take you out
some other time." He continued locking up, and headed with Ann towards
the door.

	"Good. It's getting late, and I want to have as much time as
possible... That is, if you don't mind spending the night. Or a few
nights. Just this time, let's remember the birth control, okay?"

	Aster laughed, then embraced his mate for a long kiss. With
that, they headed out for a pizza.

			       The End