Point of clarification before you begin. Since this is a mind control story, with a lot of mental projection any dialogue with " " around it is spoken in the real world while dialogue with ' ' is in the mental plane.
I sat on the sofa in one of the compound's many lounges swirling the scotch around in my glass, I was bored. Everyone was doing something, Grace was putting together a press release about Homewrecker's capture, Danielle was decorating her new accommodations, Xin was still in the infirmary, and I am sure that Tina was working on the next cunning plan to get my brains blown out. Even Dan was busy fucking his new girlfriend. I had watched the video of one of their sessions and was pleased to see that my conditioning was holding. It was still a brutal clash of titans at the start with clothes and nanobot formed furniture being destroyed as they fought, but Dan always won and seemed to be getting better at it. Homewrecker, still didn't know her real name, seemed almost proud when he would beat her into submission then shove his cock into her. I even saw her wrap her ebony legs around his hips once while she was struggling to fend off the blows he delivered to her face and breasts as he fucked her.
Brett was going through some training with the security team and had invited me to join in, but I had admitted to myself long ago that I was a lover and not a fighter. Still, anything would be better than sitting alone and imagining what that redheaded psycho was thinking up. I had just stood up and prepared head down to the gym when Xin walked in and waved at me, rushing across the room in her usual childlike enthusiastic way.
I smiled, bracing myself as she slammed into me reaching out to wrap her arms around my waist. She tried to speak but all that came out was a hoarse whisper. I saw a wicked bruise around her neck from Homewreckers hand and the collar that had been there before, but was not there now.
"Xin, where is your injector collar?" I asked somewhat concerned. An excited Xin without her medication was not something I wanted to have to deal with.
She released her grip around my neck and stepped back pulling up the sleeve of her athletic jacket to reveal what looked like a smart watch with a thick band. She croaked again, waving her hand as she tried to communicate. I caught her by the wrist and nodded "Tina made you a smaller version like Grace's. I'm glad, the other one was a little kinky. How are you feeling?" I asked as I sat back down and pulled her down to the sofa beside me.
Xin croaked again, pointing to her throat and trying to mime something. It was like playing charades with a schizophrenic. She finally took a frustrated breath and held out her hand, tapping her temple with her other finger. I got the hint and took her hand to slide into her mind.
I breezed past the controlled chaos of her consciousness toward the hazy soap bubble that encompassed her mind garden. As I stepped through the barrier I was surprised as always at the transition between the frantic bustle to the quiet serenity. My feet crunched on a washed gravel path that wound its way through shady trees and bushes covered in fragrant flowers. Butterflies flit their way through the air from bloom to bloom and the gentle scent filled my nostrils. I approached a winding stream that opened into a large pond edged with cat tails and water lilies. I noticed a Japanese bridge crossing the stream that hadn't been there before as well as a small gazebo where previously there had just been a bench. The entire area seemed larger as well, as if Xin was pushing out the boundaries of the garden the more she used it. I smiled at the thought and glanced at the now three humming bird feeders and the small swarm of colorful birds that darted around them.
'Hey Ben.' I heard an excited voice call and turned to the entrance of the gazebo where Xin waved at me.
'I love what you have done with the place.' I commented as I climbed the small step and moved inside, sitting down on a familiar bench.
'Thanks' Xin replied, sitting next to me and wiggling herself close, her arm wrapping possessively around mine. 'The more time I spend here the easier it gets.'
'So, how is the throat?' I asked in a concerned voice. The bruise was not visible here, but it had been dark and angry in the real world.
She reached up and rubbed her neck 'The doc says it will be fine, just bruised my vocal cords. I'm not supposed to talk.' She replied in a disgusted voice.
'Oh the humanity!' I gasped in mock horror and she punched me with a small fist. Then she gently rubbed my arm where she had hit it.
'You know, I never got a chance to thank you for saving my life.' She said softly. She pushed herself up off the bench and moved to stand in front of me. She leaned down resting her hands on my shoulders and gently kissed me. 'And since this is my garden, I can do whatever I want.'
Her tongue slid out and flicked its way across my lips until I opened my mouth and she pushed inside. My hands came up to grasp her waist and she moaned as my tongue pushed back against hers. The feeling of her athletic jacket disappeared and instead I felt her warm skin and a cool smooth fabric under my fingers. I pulled back and looked her up and down, my eyebrows rising in surprise.
Her hair had lengthened from the shoulder length it was in real life and now trailed down to the middle of her back. Her chest had grown from it previous athletically firm A cup to an impressive B/C size and her hips had swollen from their narrow girl like dimensions to a wider, more mature hourglass shape. Even her face had changed, becoming fuller with high cheekbones and lush lips. Its like she had aged 10 years, changing from an awkward 18yr old girl into a mature woman instantly. Also, she was wearing the same sexy schoolgirl outfit that I had made her wear the first time I fucked her. Her now full breasts strained against the button of the white blouse that was tied beneath her tits and the pleated mini skirt barely covered her well rounded ass. She was wearing knee high white socks in a pair of shiny black Mary Jane style heels.
She smiled at my surprise, trailing one painted fingernail along the edge of her top tracing the line of her cleavage. 'You like?' she asked playfully?
'Wow' was all I could say, I knew that Xin hated being seen as the little sister of the group but if this was what she was going to grow up to be then sign me up for the long term.
She leaned in, her shining red lips brushing against mine lightly. 'I wanted to re-create our first time, but on my terms. I hope you don't mind.' She whispered in a sultry voice.
