Alien Mind Control From Planet P
Chapter 4
By Gary LM Martin
Anna Rogers was the busiest woman on the planet Earth. From the moment she and her six companion astronauts set foot back on the Earth, they had to work together as a team to put their plan into motion. The very first step was to subvert key personnel within the Kiawah Island Main Base. The
Aoife
could not afford to be subject to a detailed search. Not yet. After crucial personnel on the inspection teams had been Infected, then key medical and personnel officers had to join
Us
.
The next immediate priority was to prepare for Worth's return.
We
hadn't been fully convinced that Worth would make it home on his own, alone in a damaged, incomplete ship, but Anna knew better than that. She was the one who convinced them to leave immediately, so they would get back with a two month head start over Worth. Their testimony laid the groundwork for Worth to be labeled as suffering from FTL sickness, and they worked further on subverting key technicians who would be responsible for overseeing the examination of the
Bellerophon
when it returned.
Once that was done, they weren't so concerned about taking over the entire base. It simply wasn't necessary, at this point. What
was
necessary was dispersion of the Infection, and rapidly multiplying their numbers.
After the testimony of the surviving astronauts had been taken, and they had been cleared for active duty, they had been released on leave. The seven surviving Survey Service officers immediately proceeded to try to Infect as many people as possible.
Anna went to bars every evening, looking for lonely men. She found it incredibly easy. Worth had told her repeatedly how beautiful she was and she could see, in the minds of the men around her, that they were sexually excited even before she used a drop of pheromone on them. She was 32 years old, had a nice figure, a charming smile, and brilliant red hair. All she had to do was smile at them, share a beer or two, and then offer a sly invitation to a nearby apartment.
Anna worked it down into a quick routine. When she got her latest acquisition up to her apartment she had him undressed and was Infecting him within five minutes. Within 30 minutes they were part of
Us,
and Anna could return to the bar and find a second or sometimes even a third person to infect. In the course of a month Anna infected 64 men... and 7 women. And yet Anna wasn't a lesbian.
Or was she?
For Anna, sex was no longer a personal, private, joyful activity. It was a means to an end. A means to Infect subjects and spread
Us
far and wide. Anna no longer had any reluctance to Infect others. The Voice had worn her down, and convinced her that it was her prime purpose in life.
And yet, Anna still had some resistance left in her. Whenever she Infected someone, she was often surprised how easily the newcomer embraced
Us
. They readily offered to Infect their friends, their wives, their husbands, even their grown up children. Anna remembered when she had first been Infected. It had taken two efforts to persuade her to Infect others, and even then the Voice had had to threaten Worth in order to get her to Infect her first victim. If not for the Voice's threats against Worth, Anna didn't know if she would have complied, even when she was under their control.
And despite being Infected, Anna still had feelings for Worth. The Voice permitted and even encouraged her to send those messages to him, as part of an ongoing campaign to seduce him, but Anna felt good sending those messages. The emotions she was expressing was genuine. She missed him;
We
hadn't managed to kill her feelings for him.
Anna remembered the day when everything went wrong, the day that Worth left Planet D. She had agreed to Infect the rest of the
Bellerophon
's crew, in the hopes that Worth would be spared. But as she was furiously poling up and down on Bill Reynold's penis, Mark Ashe entered Science Lab 3 and caught them at it.
The Voice had made her get a blaster from the armory after she returned to the
Bellerophon
, and she hadn't been sure why. But then, at that moment, she knew. She didn't even know it was set to kill until after she fired. The Voice felt that this was a critical time for taking the ship, and hadn't wanted to take any chances.
Anna was devastated when she saw that she had killed Commander Ashe, but even more so when she learned that Worth had seen her do it. She hurriedly put on her clothes and tried to convince him that he had FTL sickness, but she knew he was too grounded in reality to be fooled.
And then he left. Anna had been angry and pleased when Worth left, angry that he had left her, but very happy that he had escaped.
We
knew that she was happy he had gotten away, but
We
didn't care.
We
had listened to Anna pleading with Worth over the radio and had been convinced that Anna gave it her best effort. As long as Anna did exactly what
We
wanted,
We
didn't care what Anna thought in what little remained of her own mind.
After a month of Infecting others on Earth,
We
told Anna that now others would carry on her work, and that she was meant for greater things. Anna started to associated with other Infected people who
We
found especially useful, and began planning the infrastructure for the remolding of the planet.
Right now Anna was making love to a new recruit, Gretchen McCallister. Although Gretchen was in her mid 30's, she was in excellent shape, with large pouty breasts and an hourglass figure, and gorgeous red hair just like Anna! But Anna and Gretchen had much more in common than simply the color of their hair. They both were ESPer's. Anna had an 84 rating, while Gretchen had the virtually unheard of rating of 98. That gave Gretchen extraordinary abilities and which would make her a powerful asset to
Us
, which is why
We
had placed such a high priority on recruiting her.
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It had started a month ago, when the Revered One, reaching out psychically, had touched Gretchen's mind from a distance. The Revered One immediately recognized her power and strength. The Revered One started broadcasting sexual images into Gretchen's mind, imploring her to come to him. For two days and two nights Gretchen had wrestled with heightened sexual desire that she couldn't understand and quell, no matter how much she rubbed herself between her legs.
Why was she having these thoughts?
Gretchen was single, a divorcee, and though she hadn't dated anyone in a while, and masturbated casually when the need took her, she had never felt need such as
this
.
Gretchen was nude, in the privacy of her own home. She had called in sick that day. She was sitting in her bed, her legs spread, rubbing her clitoris. Her thick labial lips were a sea of pink surrounded by dark, furry bush, much darker than the bright red hair on her head. But no matter how much she diddled herself, nothing would help. Her sexual need was too great.
Gretchen called up her holographic library, and punched up her favorite holovideo. She watched a sex worker with red hair and large breasts, who vaguely resembled Gretchen, as she was strapped down to a bed while a very muscular man with a big erection mounted her.
"No!" the redhead moaned, as the man mounted her.
"Yes," he grinned, sliding his manhood into her.
Gretchen stared at the point of contact, where the man entered the captive and bound woman, still rubbing her clit like mad, as the man's penis moved in and out. The man's penis was thick, thicker than any man had ever used on Gretchen. It excited her as it moved in and out of the bound woman, glistening with her vaginal fluids. Before long the redhead was moaning, and Gretchen could see the man's ass muscles tensing up as he climaxed inside of her.
This is the part where Gretchen usually climaxed as well. But much as she rubbed herself, she still felt the burning arousal.
"Why can't I come?" she cried in frustration.
And then she heard a voice in her head.
You must come... come... come...
And then she saw an image of a warehouse in her mind. There was a creature there, a thing with tentacles and a bright white eye. It looked fearful, but Gretchen had the feeling it was safe.
Perfectly safe.
And in front of the creature was a beautiful red haired woman, completely naked. She had large, firm breasts, much like Gretchen's. She was smiling at Gretchen, looking at her, beckoning her to come.
Gretchen was fed an image of herself, equally naked, hugging and kissing the other red haired woman. They were touching, kissing, caressing, all in front of the creature with the tentacles, the white eye relentlessly watching them as they made love together.
The images aroused Gretchen. She wasn't attracted to women, she never had been, but the images made her sexually excited.
For two days, she couldn't sleep. For two days, she couldn't think. Her mind was filled with images of the red haired woman.
come... come... come...
Finally, Gretchen, sobbing with madness, took a stratoliner to Virginia. She knew where the warehouse was. The Voice had made that very, very clear.
Mercifully, as soon as she boarded the flight to Virginia, the aching in her vagina quieted, so she wouldn't be forced to masturbate around other people in the plane. It was as if she was being rewarded for heading down the right path.
But when her plane landed, and she stood at the exit, considering whether to rent an air car, or considering whether she should go through with this at all, the burning inside her vagina increased fourfold again. She gasped, and almost ran to the air car rental counter.
Her heart was beating rapidly as she parked outside the warehouse almost an hour later. This was it.
