A Strange Sensation: Ch. 1 (Patreon Exclusive)

This is the introduction to our first mini-series - a mind-control story!

This might not be everyone's cup of tea, and just as a warning, there is some dubious consent(which tends to happen with mind control plots), but there won't be anything forced, non-con, or violent.

If you're comfortable with reading this, then I hope you enjoy me trying something new! Let me know your thoughts in the comments!

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Huh? Where am I?

You look around, noticing that your surroundings were occupied by shapeless forms and colors swirling around you. 

“Let’s make this quick, shall we?” A voice booms out from an indistinguishable direction. 

“Woah! Who’s there? Where am I?”

“You’re dreaming. Lucidly.“

”…oh.”

Usually my dreams don’t tell me I’m dreaming...

“I can’t tell you why you were chosen. But I can tell you what you’re here to do.”

”...ok, what am I here to do?”

”You're here to make a choice. It’s easy. There are two portals in front of you. Walk through the left one, and you are granted the strength, speed, and agility of a superhero.“

Wha…

You jump back as two beacons of light appear and transform into adjacent portals.

“Walk through the right one, and you gain the ability to influence other people’s emotions and thoughts.“

“…this isn’t real, right?”

You can almost hear the figure on the other end sighing. 

”Just choose one, dammit!”

”Ok, ok!”

After a brief consideration, you find yourself tempted by the right portal. You walk toward it and cautiously step through. A blinding light overtakes you, and you shield your eyes from the sight as a wave of unfamiliar feelings and emotions rushes into you.

…

You jolt upright, your heart pounding violently in your chest.  

What the fuck… just happened... 

Do I really… have powers? No, it was just a dream. Don't be stupid.

But… what if…

…

”Good morning...” Your roommate calls out to you as you step outside your room. 

You walk downstairs, passing your two other roommates’ rooms on your way to the kitchen. Both of them were passed from a night of drinking, and you knew they would be knocked out for most of the day.

“Good morning,” you groggily respond. 

She faintly smiles as she continues eating her cereal. 

Hmm, I wonder if I could test something…

You grab a box of cereal from the fridge that you knew she hated. 

You walk back to her and prepare to hold it up. 

Wait... how am I supposed to influence her emotions? Is that just something that… happens?

Nevertheless, you draw her attention and hold up the box. “Hey, what do you think of this cereal again?“

A disgusted grimace grows on her face as she eyes it, and she begins shaking her head.

Come on, I want you to enjoy it…

Right as you think it, you feel a strange sensation overtake you - a tingling feeling in the back of your neck.

You look down, not sure where it was coming from. 

“Eh, it’s not my least favorite.”

”Wait, what?” You look up, shocked. 

“I said it’s…" Her expression shifts even more. "It's alright. Not bad, actually."

She stares in confusion at your dropped jaw.

"Are you ok?"

"I thought... you hated this cereal!"

"Did I? I mean... it's not great, but..."

You feel the sensation grow as you shape her thoughts, and her words shift accordingly.

"It’s amazing! It’s actually one of my favorites No, it is my favorite!” She finally says.

This feeling... it's like her mind is in my grasp... and I can mold it.

And the more I push, the more she likes it.  

That’s… ridiculous.

Thoughts begin to flare into your head as to how you could use this new power. 

As you look back at your roommate washing down her food with a glass of milk, your hormones begin to overtake you. 

“Hey…”

”Again? What do you want?” She asks, as if she didn’t realize how quickly her stance on the cereal had just changed. 

”What do you think… of me?”

You push hard on her emotions, your muscles tensing as you concentrate. The feeling becomes a little more comfortable as you get more used to it, but you still feel strange inside. You watch as her face turns from one of confusion to neutrality, and then, she blushes red, softly biting her lip out of a newly formed emotion. 

You walk up behind her, keeping your push strong.

”Listen… I know you want me. And I… I want you," you say, taking a bold risk.

”You… you do?” She meekly asks, shyly looking at the floor.

”Of course I do. Now…”

 Your eye her oversized robe, fantasizing about what could be beneath.  

”…come here and show me how much you want me…”

 You sit down on the couch across from the kitchen, pulling your pants down a few inches and stroking your cock. 

Mesmerized, she approaches you, her lusty gaze fixed on your hardening member. 

I should make sure to keep her in my control. If I let go, maybe she'll go back to normal... and that would not be good.

You keep your push strong out of the fear that it would break as soon as you let go. 

She wraps her fingers around the shaft, slowly pumping it up and down as she admires it. 

You groan, the feeling delighting you. 

Her hands begin to work, rhythmically jerking you off as she twists her fingers around, ensuring she warmed every inch of you. 

I wish she would use her mouth…

You feel a warm sensation overtake you as her lips descend on your cock, her tongue licking slow circles around the tip.  

You feel your emotional grip on her loosen, and you struggle to keep it intact.

Fuck... it's hard to focus when she's...

She begins to disrobe, stripping off her upper layer and breaking contact with your cock for a second to tear off her shirt.

She instantly resumes, her breasts bouncing around as her throat takes your cock as deeply as it can.

She looks up at you, and the lust written in her eyes looked completely genuine.

Holy shit... this is... amazing...

You feel yourself start to get to the brink, your recent lack of much sexual experience making you reach the edge faster than you expect.

But you don't want her to stop, and she doesn't. She continues faithfully pleasuring you, her knees turning red from the friction on the hardwood floor beneath you.

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum..." You groan out.

Swallow it.

She takes a breath and shoves you into the back of her throat as you burst, the brilliantly tight sensation making it an incredibly overpowering orgasm.

Your vision nearly goes dark from the exertion, but you keep yourself together, and eventually look down.

You gasp as you realize the sensation had disappeared.

Wait... I lost my grip on her. Shit, does that mean she's going to...

"Um..." You cautiously let out.

"Hm?" She responds after swallowing every last drop of your release.

"How... how do you feel?"

She stands up, utterly turned on.

"I'd feel a lot better with you inside me," she replies seductively, as she reaches a hand down her pants.

Wait! But she's... I didn't tell her to do or say that! Is she doing that on her own? Or does my control extend beyond my direct commands? And how long does it last? How does it even work?

Damn, too many questions and no answers...

"Hey, I think I'll have to pass," you reply.

"What?!? But I..." She complains.

"Sorry. Maybe next time."

I’m drained. Hmm... I'll have to work on that.

"...alright..."

She seems genuinely disappointed... I need to figure out how this works.

But for now… I have bigger fish to fry. 

As she was giving you the best blowjob of your life, your thoughts had traveled to all the girls who could probably do even better.

Your roommate was quite pretty, but she was nothing compared to the thousands of beautiful women out there in the world.

And where is the largest concentration of those stunning girls?

“Hey, can you book me a flight to LA?” You ask.

"What the fuck? Do it yourself!" She says.

I guess she's back to normal. Hmm, she doesn't seem weirded out by what just happened.

"..." 

Your neck starts to tingle again as you regain control.

”Oh... Sure. I'll get you a ticket on the next flight as soon as I can," she politely responds.

…

You finally settle down on the plane, unsure of what your life would look like from now on, but knowing it would be full of pleasant surprises.

You look up as the seat next to you gets taken, and you nearly gasp.

She's gorgeous! Is she a model? She...

Your thoughts cut off as you realize that you no longer had to admire her from afar.

Now.. you could do a lot more.

"Hey!" You say, confidence coursing your veins as you prepare for the sensation once more.

"...hi?" She softly asks, pulling out an earbud.

"What's your name?" You ask.

"Sorry, I'm... not interested." She puts her earbud back in and continues listening to her music, bobbing her head on the beat.

You're unsure of how you did it the first time, but you try to mentally reach out to try and find her, your power giving you the feeling of having access to everyone's emotional mind.

No... no... yes! I can sense that this is her. Now... let me tug on it a little...

Her brows furrow ever so slightly as you push and pull, trying to increase her attraction to you.

The sensation instantly stops as her mind seems to pull away, leaving you with nothing.

Did she just... resist? I didn't know people could do that!

With my roommate, it felt so easy... I felt like I knew her mind so well. Maybe that's because I do - we've been living together for years, after all.

Maybe with strangers, it's harder to get to them...

But it can't be too tough. I just need to push further.

You sped a minute finding her again, the large number of people in close proximity making it a bit difficult.

Alright, I feel her. Now.. time to push.

Your fists clench as you exert yourself more than you did on your roommate, trying to increase her arousal.

You see her glance around, clearly alarmed by the changes happening to her.

She shifts in her seat, her sudden desire making her a little uncomfortable.

Now... direct it toward me...

She turns to look at you, and you lock eyes with her for a few seconds.

You smile, believing you had her under your control.

But she turns away and keeps her attention on her phone, the sensation in your neck slowly declining.

What! She... how is she doing that?

You pant, tired from the effort.

Maybe I should take a break... I think I need a nap.

...

"Please stow your tray tables and close your devices as we prepare for landing."

You wake up to the sound of a flight attendant speaking through the intercom.

Oh. We're here already. 

Looks like I won't be able to try it out on her again. Damn.

You touch down in Los Angeles, the possibilities of everything and everyone you wanted to do making you impatient to get started. 

You quickly exit the plane, still mulling over your previous failure.

Ok. First order of business. I have nowhere to stay, so I need to convince someone to let me stay with them. Preferably someone hot.

As your eyes scan the surrounding area for potential catches, you think about how much work you'll have to do to reach your end goal, the thing you wanted more than anything else. A secret desire that you'd never shared, but now had the opportunity to actually pursue.

Those LA streamers... OfflineTV and everyone around them...  damn, they’re all incredible. To be with them… to have them to myself, all the time… that would be the dream.

And one I’m going to make a reality. 

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P.S. I wanted a (mostly) plot-based chapter to introduce the setting, but don't worry, there is plenty of action to come!