This is a work of fiction. This story involves a man controlling the minds and actions of young women he meets through the use of an ancient magic charm. Every one of the women enjoy the experience, but none of them remembers anything about it afterwards. If any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the story to the end before you comment.
My philosophy is that a story should be like a woman's skirt. It should be long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to keep it interesting. I try to do that in my stories. You may or may not agree with me as to where I should end a story, but know that I end each story where I think it should end.
Nobody in this story was under 18 when they had sex.
Peter was happy. The magic charm had made his love life very simple. The only complications he could foresee were if he actually fell in love with one of the girls that he had sex with, and he didn't really intend to do that. He knew that if anybody knew about his lifestyle or his magic charm, there would be problems, so he never told anybody about the charm or its effect on his life. Even though society would frown on his behavior, it had to be every guy's dream. They just would never let on, and he would be crucified if anybody found out, whether from revulsion or (more likely) from jealousy.
Along the way, Peter would have many adventures with many different women. He learned that each woman had to be treated uniquely. No two girls were the same. Even though he had some pretty standard methods to find eligible virgins, in the end, each girl would have a different story. He hoped to get quite a few of the girls he fucked pregnant, spreading his genes far and wide, but at the same time, he wanted no part of raising a bunch of kids. Luckily, he knew there were many ways to avoid that.
Some girls had possible boyfriends or crushes who would willingly accept responsibilities, if they were tricked into thinking they were the girl's first. Other situations forced Peter to be way more creative. Controlling a woman's mind only works if you think it through first and come up with a plan for afterwards. Peter quickly found that it was easy to find virgins to fuck. The harder part was in getting away with it without getting tied down permanently, and while preferably not totally destroying the girl's life. The key lay in making her want whatever outcome she was likely to get.
Dorothea was a cute little country girl who had come to the city to better her life. She was a freshman at the same small college where Peter was taking his computer art class. Peter and Dorothea had no classes together, but he had seen her around campus. Did he think she was cute? No. He thought she was absolutely gorgeous. Peter couldn't help but look every time he saw her.
One Friday, Peter went into the cafeteria to get a snack after class, and Dorothea was sitting at one of the tables. He asked If he could sit down at the table with her. She looked up and motioned him to sit across from her. She extended her hand, and said, "I am Dorothea, and you are?"
He replied that his name was Peter and gave her a silent command to put her pencil down, which she did. Next, he silently commanded her to take a drink from her soda, which she also complied with. Peter had found that a girl obeying one command might be a coincidence, but if she complied with two commands, then she was his. He asked her about herself, and she told him how she had been raised on a farm just outside of a small town up north that he recognized.
Dorothea said that she was a Mormon, but that there weren't many Mormons going to this small college, so she didn't have many friends. Besides, she didn't want to go to a Mormon university because they were too strict, and she was tired of being controlled. Peter asked if it would be a problem if he was a Mormon. She replied, "No, but I would be surprised." Then he asked if it would be a problem if he wasn't a Mormon to which she replied, "No. No problem at all."
She was taking business classes, since her goal was a four-year degree in business. Peter knew that Dorothea had a long row to hoe with that career choice. In Peter's experience, those with business degrees tended to just be pawns for those who actually had talent. Of course, he didn't tell her that. Why bust somebody's bubble?
In the course of their conversation, Peter found out that Dorothea had one more class in the afternoon, and then she was free for the weekend. She shared an apartment near the campus with two other girls, but they had their own rooms, and they rarely saw each other. She just planned to study over the weekend. Peter found out where her last class was and gave her a silent command to meet him after her class.
Peter told Dorothea that he thought she was beautiful and that he would like to take her out. Of course, since Peter had already been in her mind telling her that she was very attracted to him, she readily agreed and rushed out to meet Peter after her class. He opened the car door for her and then gave her a silent command to scoot across the seat to be right next to him as he was driving. She complied, and she was soon snuggled up under his arm.
He took her to a small restaurant near his apartment. They had dinner where Peter learned a lot more about Dorothea. She had done well enough in high school to get a full scholarship, and her parents helped her out some, but she still had to work part-time to afford anything besides school, room, and board. Dorothea had dated in high school, but only with Mormon boys (those were the only boys her parents would let her date), and she didn't have much experience with boys other than some light kissing. Some of this information was gained through normal conversation, and some came from silent commands that Peter gave her to talk about herself.
Peter was in her head throughout their dinner, so she was very willing to come back to his apartment after dinner to do whatever he wished. By the time they left the restaurant, Dorothea thought she had found the love of her life, and she was willing to do anything for him. He also knew that she was probably ovulating as they spoke because of when her last period had started. Dorothea said she had very regular cycles, so calculating her menstrual cycle was easy.