As he walked down the street, Erik looked ahead at the greatest challenge presented to him yet. He was following, invisibly, a pair of girls named Terry and Lana. It was Terry whose mind he had delved into, and whose fantasy he meant to make reality. In actuality Erik had been in her mind several times, always coming back disappointed.
His early attempts had shown that the girl had no dark, secret fetishes or desire. Trying a little harder next time he found her one wish, her greatest desire, was to be loved unconditionally. Looking into her mind all he saw was her desire to be loved, to be wanted by another. Images of marriage and other romantic scenes dominated her mind. Erik was actually about to give up on her when that morning he gave it one last shot.
Once more he saw such images. But then something caught his mind's eye. It was one specific fantasy, of her standing there in a wedding dress next to her betrothed. Erik had noticed before that the groom had no face, no well defined form in her mind. He interpreted it as in she simply hadn't decided who that was yet. But that day he recognized something, recognized the haze around that groom.
He had seen it before. It was a shroud in the mind, used to hide something. The more someone did not want to confront something, the more this haze hung in the air. He felt stupid for not recognizing it before, quickly pushing past the barrier with his power. That's when he saw what Terry was hiding, from the world and herself. In her fantasy wedding, her spouse was female.
Although she too had no face, there was no denying that the form Terry was lovingly clung to was female. The unknown female still wore a traditional tuxedo, but had a clearly defined and obvious feminine form to it. Erik had raced around in her psyche at that moment, trying to find more answers, more clues. He couldn't understand why this girl was so concealing of her sexuality. Terry's mind had shown her to be completely open and understanding about such things, it seemed to go against her personality.
Erik found his answer in a wayward thought. Terry did not admit her desire because of fear. Not fear of being revealed, but fear of never finding that love. She had gotten into her head that it was impossible to have that true love scenario she desired with another woman. Indeed all the romantic images in her mind were based on typical male and female roles.
If he had been presented with the challenge sooner, Erik would have thought it impossible. Sure he could force her to love, and be loved by another girl. But that wasn't the challenge, the challenge was to make the fantasy really come true. Such a feat would normally have seemed impossible, if it were not for another same sex couple that Erik himself had created.
Ricky and Vance apparently had become regular fuck buddies. Erik was absolutely shocked one day to find that Vance was feeling honest affection for his new partner. It had all started with one horny encounter, spurred on by a command from Erik. But Vance had shown no homosexuality in his mind before the incident, and Erik had pressed none on to him.
Yet there it was, a blooming relationship between the two. They did extremely well to hide it from the world, but they could not hide it from Erik. Not when he could so easily read their minds. He easily saw that the two were suddenly a full on couple in private, both giving and receiving something from it.
He wasn't about to call that the true love scenario that Terry wanted, but it was something. It proved that such desire could be brought forth without direct control. All Erik had to do was present the right scenario at the right time, and nature could take it's course. But what scenario could bring Terry the love she wanted?
Erik knew his best chance was probably with Lana. The two girls were best friends, and if he could work with any existing emotions it would help. As the two girls were walking home, Erik followed so he could delve into Lana's mind. Unfortunately Lana was not a lesbian, either in practice or by some secret desire. But then again, Vance hadn't been gay, so Erik wasn't deterred. What he did find was that Lana was a tried and true friend. Even without any sexual content, Lana still really like Terry. That was why they were so close.
Delving deeper, Erik was looking around to see how Lana might react to a physical encounter with Terry. Nothing concrete came back, but an image did. Lana saw herself, rightly so, as a strong girl. Physically capable, and athletic. Then the image of Lana as a knight, a protector flashed into her head.
Bingo. It was absolutely perfect. That very same image had shown up in Terry's mind, with her one true love standing over her, a knight in shinning armor. He had the link he needed, and a scenario quickly formed in his mind.
Using his power, Erik commanded the girls to stop. They froze, mid stride, following his mental orders. Confident they would stay there, Erik walked off to find the prop he needed. Using his powers it wasn't long before he came driving back in a nice big van. As he pulled up behind the girls, he released the hold command on them.
The pair continued on like nothing had happened, chatting it up as they headed for Lana's place. Both of them heard the van behind them, but neither took real notice to it. Erik took a moment to plant a couple commands in the girl's heads, illusions over how they would see him in order to help the scenario along.
With everything set, the play went into action. Both the girls did take notice when the van stopped beside them and it's side door flew open. Out from it flew a large man in a black mask, leaping right at them. Before either girl could react he had jabbed something into their sides, and they slipped into a deep sleep.
Erik of course had not done anything to them. All of it was a metal illusion. He was not so large, and he had no mask. He certainly pumped no drugs into the girls, he just ordered them to think he had and fall asleep. Quickly he caught the pair, dragging them back into the van. A very short drive later and he was where he wanted the van to be.
Crawling into the back, Erik stripped down the girls. Despite the fact that he hadn't planned on taking either of them, he couldn't help but admire their naked forms. Lana and Terry had almost identical hair, both the same dirty brown and shoulder length. But the similarities ended there. Terry had a somewhat undeveloped body. Her breasts were small and her form thin, lacking shape. Her face however was striking. It was very well formed, with perfect proportions, topped off with her pair of bright green eyes. When had been raping the girls at random, Erik almost always cummed on that face.
Lana was almost the exact opposite. Her face was a little too chubby, rounding out around the sides to make her appear much fatter then she was. Lana's body however was amazing. It was trim, fit, athletic, showing off her labor in exercising. Lana's skin was well tanned color, even around where she wore her workout clothes. But she never wore a bra, not even a sports one. Lana didn't need it, as her breasts were impossibly well formed. Most guys couldn't tell that she went without a bra, because her tits stayed shapely on their own as if they were being supported.
Although he had felt them several times before, Erik couldn't resist reaching over and squeezing one of Lana's breasts. He was still amazed that they were real, being that trim yet as supple as any tit he every fondled. But he didn't play with her long, instead going right to work.
When the girls started to wake up, they found themselves still in the back of the van. It took a moment but they soon realized that they were naked. Terry moved to cover herself, but felt that her hands and feet were bound together, then bound to the floor of the van. Looking over she saw that her friend Lana was equally naked and equally bound. Even with fear rising in her Terry could not help but stare at the exposed female flesh in front of her.
It was at that moment that Erik, still appearing as a great big masked man, stepped between the two. He knelt down and smiled an evil smile, putting on his best would be rapist act.
"Yes, very nice." He said, reaching out to touch Lana's leg.
"Let... go of me!" She yelled in response, struggling to pull away.
"That's right." Erik responded. "Go ahead and scream. The Van is sound proof."
That wasn't actually true, but it didn't need to be. If anyone heard them Erik would just do a quick mind alteration on that person to ignore it. Taking his time Erik shifted over to Terry, revealing to the girls that he had a nice long knife in his hand. This too was an illusion, for he carried nothing. But the sight of it put real fear into the girls.
"Please...no..." Terry pleaded, her great big green eyes getting moist.
"Don't worry pretty, I'll be gentle." Said Erik. But his voice was not comforting as he leaned over her, licking at her face. And he certainly did not seem harmless when he ran that knife just inches above her chest.
"Leave her alone!" Lana called out, flailing against her bindings. She didn't know it, but the ropes were not holding her back as much as the command Erik had put into her mind that she couldn't escape them.
"I will." He answered. "After I have had my fun. Now don't resist girly, or it will only hurt more."
