The Institute of Apotheosis Research
Lesbian Mind Control Incest 2: Nubile Daughter's Cherry
My youngest daughter, only eighteen, stared at me, her drunk thoughts struggling to comprehend what I had just told her as I sat naked on the couch in our living room. My eldest daughter, nineteen, hid her head in shame between my thighs. Her face was covered in my pussy juices while her best friend, Lily, still licked at her cunt. Janet, my youngest, blinked her brown eyes, adjusting her glasses on her cute nose.
"What?" she blinked. "Take charge..." She swayed for a moment.
A surge of anger shot through me. Alison, my eldest, had thrown a wild party while I was out of town. I had come home early from my vacation in Las Vegas and found it in full swing. She had allowed Janet to drink so much beer, she had passed out.
Janet blinked again. "But... She's licking your pussy, Mom."
"Yes, she is," I moaned, putting my hand on Alison's black hair and pushing her face into my pussy. I still buzzed from the most powerful orgasm ever. It had been so hot making my bratty daughter lick my pussy to orgasm.
Thanks to the strange Halo delivered at my door, I had mind control powers. It was something to do with nanomachines changing my brain waves and allowing me to dominate others. I didn't care how it worked, I just cared that it did. No longer would people walk over me. I wouldn't be a doormat. People, like Bianca my supposed girlfriend, would not get away with hurting me any longer.
I looked down at Alison, her lips nuzzling at my pussy, her humiliated, hazel eyes staring at me. Lily kept tonguing and licking, moaning her enjoyment as she savored my eldest daughter's pussy. Thanks to my powers, I had made both girls into lesbians. They didn't like it, and they were both embarrassed at how much they enjoyed it. Particularly Alison.
"But..." Janet stammered. She rubbed at her head. "Am I drunk? Is this...a dream?"
"It's not a dream," I told her, smiling at Janet. She was normally a good girl. Getting drunk was her sister's influence. I bet Janet just wanted to fit in, and all the friends of Alison had egged her on. Made her think she had to get drunk to be cool. Then they just left her passed out in her tight shorts and tighter shirt. That garment molded to her round breasts. Though she was a younger than Alison, her breasts were a full cup-sized larger, well on their way to being as big as my lush tits.
"So...she's licking your pussy?" Janet shook her head. "That's incest, Mom. You shouldn't be doing that!" She stumbled towards us, fighting to hold her balance. "And why are you home? I thought you and Ms. Carter were on your girl's weekend."
"Bianca turned out to be a whore like your sister and Lily," I growled. Bianca, Lily's mother, was my secret girlfriend. We were lesbian lovers, or I thought we were. Turned out, Bianca was just "passing time" with me. I left her in Vegas getting double-teamed by a pair of meatheads. She wanted me to join.
Disgusting.
"So..." Janet rubbed at her head. "You're having Alison lick your pussy."
"She loves it," I groaned, shivering as Alison's tongue slid through my pussy lips. "Right?"
My brain tingled.
"I do," Alison moaned, her voice so thick with disgust. "I love Mom's pussy, Janet. She made me love it. She's controlling us. She has magic powers or some shit." Her eyes stared daggers at me. "She made us into lesbians."
"Mom?" Janet blinked as Alison buried her face back into my pussy. She hated doing it but loved how good I tasted.
"I do have powers," I moaned, undulating my hips as I stared at my cute daughter. "Come here." Tingles raced across my thoughts as I held out my hand.
Janet moved towards me, blinking at Lily, whose red hair spread out across her shoulders as she tongued Alison's pussy loudly. She must have her tongue buried deep into my daughter's pussy. Alison moaned into my snatch, her hips wiggling, enjoying her best friend's touch even as she hated being a lesbian.
My youngest took my hand, and I pulled her down onto the couch beside me, my arm going around her shoulders. She sat stiffly, resisting as I pulled her close to me. But not much. She was an obedient girl.
"You're naked, Mom," she blushed, my breast touching her arm. "This is...wrong. She's licking your pussy!"
"You keep saying that," I laughed, staring down at Alison's nose pressed into my black curls. "But it feels wonderful."
"But incest! It's wrong! It's illegal! She's your daughter!"
I stared at Janet. "So? I can do whatever I want. I'm like...a goddess. I tell people what to do, what to feel, what to believe, and they have to do it." I shivered. It was such a rush. "Isn't that amazing?"
Janet's brow furrowed. "I guess."
I stared at her. "It is." My thoughts tingled. "Say it."
"It's amazing, Mom," she said, now sounding very convincing.
My arm slipped off her shoulders, reaching around her side and bushing the side of her round breast through her shirt. I didn't feel a bra beneath her top. She stiffened, glancing down at my hand pressing against her breast. She bit her lip, her cheeks growing so pink.
"She's going to make you a lesbian, too," Alison said. "She's going to make you her slut!"
I laughed, my hand growing bolder, cupping my youngest daughter's firm, round breast through her t-shirt. I gave it a squeeze, loving how pliant it was. Barely legal tits felt lovely. "She's not my slut. She's my princess. She's a good girl. Unlike you, Alison. You're my slut. You're my pussy-licking slave. Right?"
"Yes, Mom," Alison moaned, shuddering.
"Mom," Janet whimpered as I massaged her breast. "You shouldn't touch me there."
"Because you're my daughter?"
"Yes, and
you're
my mother!" She bit her lip. "This is illegal, Mom. You can't do this."
I stared into her brown eyes, her face trembling. It was so cute. My thoughts tingling, I informed her, "Honey, I can do whatever I want. I'm a Goddess, remember? And you're my princess. You love it when I touch you. It makes your pussy tingle and your entire body feel so good. Because you like girls, especially your mother. I'm the most beautiful woman in the world. And you love me so much. Don't you, Janet?"
"I do, Mom," she gushed, a smile crossing her lips. She squirmed, and I knew her pussy was growing wet as my fingers massaged her round breast. She relaxed.
"See," Alison said. "Can you feel her controlling you?"
"I can feel her making me feel good," Janet said. She touched her head. "In here."
"She's a witch!" Alison's tongue licked through my pussy, flicking my folds. "You're a horrible mother."
"For making my daughter feel good?" I moaned, my fingers finding Janet's nipple. It dimpled her t-shirt. I rubbed it through the cotton. She shuddered and the cutest whimper escaped her lips. "You feel good, too, Alison. Don't you? You love Lily licking your pussy."
"I do," she groaned. "I shouldn't. I don't want to. But..."
