Hellooooo all you wonderful erotica fans out there. I’ve got a BRAND NEW erotica for you today (available on Kindle Unlimited), “Ruling His Hot Students.”
This sexy little piece is loosely inspired by JR Parz’s mind control classic, “Master PC.” In it, a young man finds he is able to control his hot sisters and high school babes with a program on his computer that makes him able to control them however he likes–including all their thoughts and physical attributes. My story is rather different–brand new characters, setting, plot, method of control, a whole different artistic universe altogether, but I’d be remiss if I didn’t use a chance to guide someone to read Master PC for the first time. “Ruling His Hot Students” involves a lucky man finding a hugely powerful artifact that lets him control the women around him however he likes (pretty familiar already), though he’s carrying a lot of guilt for changing these beauties, and himself, with such wholesale abandon.
How much guilt? Well, not enough that he doesn’t go hogwild with barely legal sex, virgins, group sex, harem gathering, bimbo transformation/bimbofication/bimboization, breeding/creampie/bareback, threesomes/menage, and so many more manners of mind control goodness.
So! If you’re looking for a super hot time with a mega-erotic story featuring transformation and mind control, look no further than “Ruling His Hot Students” today!
Here’s the Official Blurb:
Jacob is just a regular guy until he’s given a strange tablet with incredible god-like powers. He can change anything he wants about himself—transforming his average joe body into something that makes women cream just from walking by. And he can transform the women in his life however he likes—changing them from lesbian snobs into masculine member-worshiping, big-breasted, perfect-bodied lovepets with a flick of his finger. Soon, every hot babe he wants—including his delectably sexy students Phoebe and Gwen—are desperate to have him fill their fertile bodies and breed them silly. Even his wife Vivian, who is adamant about never being pregnant, is helpless to do anything but obey when Jacob uses the tablet to change her mind and her body to his liking.
But it’s not all fun and games. He’s found an object of great power, and a gorgeous immortal sorceress wants it for herself…and she’ll stop at nothing to make him pay for taking what she believes is hers.
Excerpt:
As she approached Lawton’s office, something felt wrong. Intensely wrong, the kind of wrong that made her reach into her purse and wrap her hands around the little can of pepper spray she had waiting.
It was a sort of sixth sense she had; a sensitivity to danger, the kind of thing that had saved her skin more than once living in the city. She trusted this sense, and her guard was up.
Inside the door to Lawton’s office, she heard screams. Immediately, she flung the door open—and saw the love of her life getting plowed thoroughly by a powerfully muscular young man.
The screams were screams of pleasure. Phoebe was having the fuck of her life.
They didn’t seem to notice Gwen, and she didn’t utter a word. She was speechless at this erotic display. Phoebe’s blond, supple body was entire naked, sweaty, clinging to the man as if her life depended on it.
“Yes, baby!” she moaned. “Oh fuck, yes, Jacob! Give it to me! Your dick is so big! Your dick is so fucking right, oh my god! I’m gonna cum, Jacob, oh fuck! Oh fuck, I’m gonna—gonna, oh…oh fuck!”
Gwen watched, her cunt suddenly and inescapably dripping wet, as Jacob—and when had he become so muscular and youthful?—drove her girlfriend to a mind-melting orgasm.
Jealously flooded Gwen; she had never seen Phoebe cum like that, with her mouth twitching in silent ecstasy, too much pleasure flowing through her body to even form words.
And even then he was not done with her. He bent her over on the table—twisting her lithe body effortlessly—and shoved himself into her from behind.
“Fucking…fucking make you mine,” he grunted. “Make you what I fucking want.”
From the table, he grabbed a tablet, tapping and sliding.
The door shut slowly behind Gwen on its own. She didn’t notice. Her mind, her entire being, was too transfixed with what was happening before her. She knew she should be mad—and she was—but she was also fucking turned on. Gwen watched, her cunt dripping, fingers tugging at her shirt around her neck and reaching in to grab her nipples…
