The next morning Pete was back to his old self and of the opinion that half a day's worth of misery was well worth the knowledge he had gained. Now it was time to Implement the first part of his plan and take control of his house.
No one was up when Pete made his way to his lab. Well, Pete was up, of course, or he couldn't have made his way anywhere since he had never been a sleepwalker and he wasn't about to become one. Let's just say that no one else was up when Pete made his way to his lab.
He had concluded that he would need to know the subject's weight within ten pounds plus or minus. Megan was obsessive about her weight and kept a journal of daily weigh-ins. Since she kept the journal in the same drawer as her panties he knew her weight exactly (he hadn't stolen any more panties, but he did like to paw through the drawer, feeling the soft smooth garments while thinking about them having been in such close proximity to Megan's tempting tantric tunnel) and he used that knowledge to estimate the weights of Mindy and his mother. He wasn't going to take any chances.
He prepared three doses of hypno-juice and using colored tape, carefully coded each vial so he could tell them apart easily. By the time he was done, he heard the distinct sounds of breakfast being prepared in the kitchen. Waiting until, what he determined would be, precisely the right time; he slipped up the stairs and into the living room.
"Oh my God!" He shouted, "You should see what's in the front yard!"
As his mother and sisters stampeded through the front hall, Pete ran around the back hall into the kitchen where, as he had expected, the orange juice had already been poured. He quickly and expertly emptied the contents of each vial into the appropriate glass.
"There's nothing out in the front yard!" exclaimed Megan coming back into the kitchen. "So why did you... Hey! You little fucker! Mom, look at him!"
Pete had stuffed every piece of bacon, save one, into his mouth. He had left one piece on Mindy's plate.
"God Damn it Peter!" Shouted his mother, her face turning red. "I have HAD IT! You get your little ass up to your room, RIGHT NOW!"
Wanting to keep the charade intact, Pete shouted back, "Fine!" spewing bits of bacon, "But at least I got bacon today!"
He made a big show of stomping up the stairs but then sneaked back down a few minutes later just in time to hear three groans as the women simultaneously discovered the extra salt he had added to the eggs. He then heard the sounds of them guzzling down their orange juice in an effort to wash down the salty fare - just as he had planned. He had hoped to ensure that they would drink their doses in one shot rather than sipping away at it, and it had worked perfectly. He sat back and watched the clock.
Exactly twenty minutes after the girls had been dosed he re-entered the kitchen to find them seated quietly, staring blank-faced.
"Mom, Megan, Mindy, all of you look at me." They slowly turned their heads until their eyes were upon him. He had waited for this moment for years. Not this exact moment, mind you - just sort of a generic moment in which he was in control of these women. He was finally going to fulfill one of his most sought after dreams - the sort of dream that keeps a boy going day after brutal day. The dream he envisions whenever the bullies are feeling rambunctious and the girls that cause the biggest bulge in his pant are treating him with extra disdain - the ultimate dream of seeing these three women naked. "You will all stand, take off all your clothes and stand in front of me.
They groggily complied and Pete grew excited as the lovely bodies were slowly revealed. It didn't take long. Megan was wearing only a large t-shirt and panties, which, even with her fugue, she was able to peel off in no time. His mother slept in matching baby doll negligee and panties but always wore a robe around the house. It took only moments for her to shed the three items. Mindy took a little longer. She was wearing satin pajamas and had to unbutton the top before sliding it down her shoulders revealing to Pete the beautiful round chest flesh he had fantasized about so often. She slid her pants down her shapely legs and her panties soon followed.
Pete surveyed his family and liked what he saw. His mother's body was smooth and toned; her ample rib cushions were as though they had been formed out of Jell-O - firm but jiggly. His gaze passed from her mountainous mammeries to her flat savannah of a stomach, which swelled gently into the rolling lush hills and enticing valleys of her nicely rounded ass and hips. The steamy swamp of her pinkness sat proudly beneath her neatly trimmed curly blond pubic forest. If looked at just right, the faint stretch marks from her previous pregnancies formed something of a road map, which nicely rounded out the geography based anatomical euphemisms. Her brown eyes stared straight ahead and she didn't even blink when Pete stepped up to knead her soft milk mounds for several seconds.
He stepped back, a bulbous bulge tenting his pants, and moved on to Megan. Her luscious voluptuous figure drew him in and he groped his way up and down the statuesque blonde cheerleader, finally moving in to hug her, pressing his body against hers. He stepped back, quickly shed his clothing and resumed the erotic exploration of his sister's wondrous physique. This time her firm full fun bags pressed lasciviously against his nude chest and his thick thrill drill pushed against the tiny bush of blonde hair she had trimmed into a cute little heart shape just above her otter pocket. He moved to her back, reached around and groped and squeezed her baby bumpers while he rested his raging ramrod in the crack of her ass. It took all his control to not push her over the table and bury the bone right then and there. But he controlled himself; he didn't want to bump uglies with a zombie so he would wait until the drug wore off.
Pulling himself away from the tempting form of his older sister he focused on Mindy. Her body, while not as voluptuous as Megan, was every bit as sexy and alluring. She had a lithe lean sexiness that he lovingly caressed, rather than groped. He could almost feel her ribs beneath her skin as his fingers explored her. He found her nay nays firm and resilient under his probing hands. His affection for his little sister welled to the front of his mind and he reaffirmed his intention to be nice to her.
Stepping back he slowly stroked his scepter while he talked. Having the three gorgeous women in front of him like this was even more erotic than he had dreamed. It was more than three healthy, sexy women naked in front of him. It was three healthy, sexy women naked in front of him and totally under his control. The power made it more of a turn on.
"You have all been subjected to a drug of my own invention called, hypno-juice. Mom, Mindy, you will not remember anything that is said or done while under the effects of hypno-juice. Megan, I'll let you know what to remember when I give you your instructions." His swollen sperm stick still in hand, he scanned the three lovely women in front of him.
"Mother, can you hear me?"
"Yes."
"These instructions are for you and you only. You are going to realize what an advantage my superior intellect is to this family so although you will remain the titular head of the house I will always be consulted for any decision and in the event of any disagreement you will always defer to me. You will also realize what a bitch you have always been and you want to make it up to me with your body and feel that Megan should do so as well. Mindy will be allowed to join in since both of you have treated her poorly too. You will consider sex with Megan, Mindy or even myself to be something that, while it needs to be kept a secret, is a perfectly normal thing to happen. You will still wake me up every morning but from now on you will do so by giving me a blowjob in place of yelling at me. You will fuck me, suck me or service me in anyway or at any time I say. You will also do the same with anyone I select. Do you understand these instructions?
"Yes," his mother said, flatly, "I understand and will obey."
"Mindy, can you hear me?"
"Yes."
"I want you to answer my questions truthfully, can you do that?"
"Yes."
"How do you feel about me?"
"You are my big brother and I love you. We had so much fun playing when we were little. I feel sorry for you now because you are treated so badly by mom, Megan and the other kids at school. I wish there was some way I could make you feel better."
"Haven't you ever thought of having sex with me? You must have realized how sexy you were."
"Yes, I knew you looked at me in that way. I often saw you looking at my body while we talked. The thought of sex did cross my mind, once, but you simply aren't attractive to me in any way whatsoever - in fact, when I thought of having sex with you I almost became physically ill and I had to..."
"That's enough!" Pete interrupted. "These instructions are for you and you only. From now on I am attractive to you - very attractive to you. You love me with all of your heart. You will be staunchly loyal to me, keep no secrets from me and report to me anyone you think may be a threat to me. You desire my body and need me to love you in return. You don't mind sharing me with other girls. As far as you know you have always loved me in this way. You will continue to obey mother as long as her instructions do not conflict with any instructions I may have given you. Do you understand these instructions?"
"Yes," she replied with no inflection or emotion, "I understand and will obey."
"Megan, can you hear me?"
"Yes."
"I am going to ask you some questions as well and you will answer honestly, do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Why are you such a bitch to me?"
"Because you are an embarrassment to me and the entire family. It was bad enough when you merely existed as an uber-geek, but now my friends have to see you every day and it just serves as a reminder to them and then they razz me."
"So you don't like me because I'm smart and your stupid friends don't like me?"
"No, it isn't that. I hate you because you are different. You are different everywhere you go. You don't fit in anywhere. Not at school, not at the mall, not even in this house. If it weren't for you, everything in this house would be perfect."
"Well, in that case, these instructions are for you and you only. You will remember that I gave you these instructions while you were under the influence of a drug that I slipped you, but you will be powerless to defy them. You will have no choice but to follow every instruction I give you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand and will obey."
"How often do you have sex?"
"Once or twice a month. I don't usually enjoy it but just do it to keep my boyfriends in line."
"From now on you will want to have sex everyday and, though you will always enjoy it, you will only be able to orgasm when you have sex with me. You will crave my cum and attempt to eat it whenever you see me cum, no matter where it ends up. You will fuck me, and whomever else I say, whenever I say so. You will carry out this task with outward enthusiasm and total abandon even though your true feelings about sex and myself will not have been altered in any way. At all other times you are compelled to obey any instruction or command that I give you. You will behave outwardly as though you are proud to have me as a brother, even though you still think of me with disdain. You will attempt to protect me from the bullies in school using whatever is available to you. You will be able to talk about hypno-juice only with me and then only when I give you permission to do so. You will obey mother at all times unless her instructions conflict with mine. Do you understand these instructions?"
"Yes," she said emotionlessly, "I understand and will obey."
He stepped away from Megan and addressed Mindy and his mother again, "Whenever you hear Megan and I having a discussion about hypno-juice or my commands you will ignore everything we say."
A concern crept up on him. A concern so stealthy he didn't even realize it was there until it tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention.
"Mindy, are you a virgin?"
"Yes, I am."
"Are you concerned about the pain of losing your virginity?"
"I'm not sure, some people say it hurts, some people say it isn't so bad."
Pete was fond of Mindy and didn't see any reason for her to suffer needlessly. He decided to take her virginity while she was under the influence of Hypno-juice. He told himself that it was purely altruistic on his part, he still didn't want to play hide the salami with a zombie, so it had absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that his swollen procreation post was hard enough to cut diamonds - hell, it was hard enough to cut whatever they used to cut diamonds. Nor did it matter that there were three super-hot women naked before him, the drug's effect would last for at least another hour and a half and, while planning for this moment, he had vowed never to make his bald guy puke by doing the knuckle shuffle again. Nope - it had nothing to do with those factors at all. This was entirely so Mindy wouldn't suffer when he took her virginity. Of course, Mindy was so beautiful and sensuous that leaving her virginity intact was so far out of the question that Pete hadn't even begun to perhaps think of the possibilities of doing so.
"Mindy, I want you to sit up on the table."
Mindy complied and Pete stepped up, aligning his mighty meat pickle with her tiny tuna taco. He tried to push his way into her but her clamburger was dry. He knew enough from the Internet to know that it should be wet and slick or he could hurt her even more than the breaking of her membrane would. He was pondering what to do when he realized that there was someone present who knew all about sex.
"Mom, I want to fuck Mindy but her pussy isn't wet, what do I do - how do I do it?"
"You need to make it wet," she replied almost robotically, "there are many fine commercial products designed specifically for this purpose, some are scented and some are not, but you can also use any number household products like Vaseline, vegetable oil or butter. Most experts counsel against products such as motor oil or WD-40 but I think they are overly..."
"Mom! What the easiest way?"
"The easiest way is to lick it."
He bent down and ran his mouth muscle up her little slit. He thought it tasted wonderful and attacked his task with vigor. He found that he was enjoying it so much that he didn't stop when it seemed wet enough and kept on going until it was dripping, mostly with his saliva since she was incapable of responding to his attentions in her current state.
Pete stood and again poised his thick bloated pork sword at the entrance to her glistening pink cock sheath. Slowly he pressed his way into her. The velvety friction of her velvet-like beef box felt like he was stroking into slick velvet. And it was tight too! It was like when you take a rubber band and keep twisting it and wrapping it back around the thing it is already wrapped around. Only it was all along his swollen pocket puppet, not just wrapped in a thin band like the rubber band would be. Anyway, it felt really, really good.
He looked down at his sister's lean exquisite body and perfect face. The dream had come true after all this time. Much better than any masturbation fantasy that was for sure.
About half way in he encountered resistance, which should have concerned him since that is not where the hymen is located, but he didn't know this and remained undaunted. Mindy could feel nothing, good or bad, so he persistently, and without the slightest hint of a daunt, continued to press into her until he had broken through and his sex submarine was totally buried in her tight, slick, hot, previously ascertained as velvety and, during this particular session, wholly unresponsive hard-on harbor.
This was the first time Pete had felt anything other than his own hand stroking his meat and it was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Meaning, of course, that it was better. It felt so good that within just a few minutes he was spraying his thick man custard deep into her cum bank. As soon as the convulsions of his orgasm died out he lurched forward to lie down across his lovely sister and his head came to rest between her firm part-of-an-orange-sized apple dumplings.
It took him a few minutes to catch his breath and fully comprehend what had just happened. He had just lost his own virginity and taken Mindy's at the same time - a bonafide twofer! It was only now that he realized he would have wanted it no other way. He loved Mindy and was glad that he had been able to spare her any pain; at the same time he was glad that she had been his first piece of ass. While reflecting upon that looked up at the clock and noticed that they would be coming out of it soon.
"I want you all to get dressed." He ordered and the women slowly began working their clothing back on. Pete waited since he wasn't sure if they could get dressed and understand commands at the same time. When they had finished he continued. "Megan, these instructions are the only exception to your memory instructions. You will not remember being given these commands but you will abide by them. These instructions apply to all of you. In a little while the drug will wear off and you will return to normal thinking. You will not notice that two and a half hours have disappeared but will assume that this is one of those rare occasions where we all slept in and had a brunch instead of breakfast. From this moment forward you will be aware of hypno-juice's existence and the fact that it has been used on you but this will not bother you. Any time I hand you a vial of hypno-juice and tell you to drink it you will do so without any question. Anytime I ask you to dose someone with hypno-juice you will do so surreptitiously ensuring that you are not caught. Also, anytime I say the words, 'I really think you should...' you will comply, without question, with whatever request comes after those words. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Said all three women simultaneously.
Pete went back up to his room to wait until he was pretty certain that they had returned to their senses and enough time had passed (from their perspective) that it would be reasonable for him to come back down. Thoughts about what had just happened and what would be happening were so tantalizing that he had to refrain from manipulating his mango by remembering his determination to never take matters into his own hands again. This, he thought with a grin, would be the last time he ever sat in his room frustrated. When he felt the time was right he went down to the kitchen. His mother was just finishing the dishes.
"Mom, I'm sorry I behaved so badly at brunch."
"Well, we're just going to have to talk about that later, young man."
"We could just drop it, I think I've learned my lesson."
"It's not just today, Pete. You need to learn that you aren't in this house by yourself and you have to be more considerate of your sisters. This isn't over."
"Mom, I really think you should forgive me, I have learned my lesson and won't do it anymore."
His mother thought for a few moments, seemingly conflicted, then, "Okay, Pete. You're forgiven this time - but no more."
"Thanks, mom. How about a 'forgiveness' hug?"
"Why, of course."
His mother had given Pete hugs maybe six times in his entire life and all of them had been prior to age ten. But now she was standing there with her arms wide open, inviting Pete to snuggle up to her, which he didn't hesitate to do. She embraced him tightly, molding her soft rounded curves to his thin frame and he had no doubt that she felt his rock hard rolling pin throbbing between them. He knew she felt it because she ground her pelvis into it, her hands rubbing his back and running through his hair. They held the embrace for far longer than would be normal between a mother and son - assuming a passionate groin-grinding hug could ever be considered normal between a mother and son regardless of duration. Finally she pulled away, but kept one arm around his shoulders.
"I haven't always been entirely fair with you have I?" She looked down at him with a sad smile.
"Maybe, sometimes." Replied Pete, playing along.
"And you're a pretty sharp cookie, aren't you?"
"I get good grades."
"How would you like to see some changes around here?"
"Changes? What sort of changes?"
"Well," she paused, her smiled fading a bit, "first, I think you could help me with decision making around here. You can use your superior intellect to our advantage. Think you can do that?"
"Sure mom, I'd be glad to help out. What else?"
"Well, this may sound a little strange, but I want to make it up to you. You know, for the way I've treated you."
"Make it up to me? How?"
"I know what boys your age want." Her concern morphed in a forced sultriness. "I can give it to you, whenever you want it."
"What are you offering, mom?" asked Pete in feigned disbelief."
"I'm offering you my body, honey, I thought we had just determined you were smart - don't act thick now. I'm offering you sex. I know I'm your mother, and it's illegal, immoral and probably not very pretty to watch, but I've kept myself in good shape, I still get hit on all the time, it shouldn't be so hard for me to get you up."
As she spoke her hand caressed small circles on his chest, slowly migrating down to his crotch where, just as she was talking about getting him up, she found that he already was.
"Oh, my, I had no idea my little boy was so... gifted. You have an impressive cock - and I've seen quite a few. Can mommy have a peek, dear?"
"But mom, what about Megan and Mindy? They're just in the next room."
"I've been thinking about that too. Megan owes you just as much of an apology as I do, and if the three of us are fucking our brains out, it wouldn't be fair to exclude Mindy. We'll just have to include both of them. But before we do, I want to give you my first payback installment."
Pete's curvy mother sank to her knees on the kitchen floor and tugged his pajama pants down, freeing his massive Moby Dick, which bobbed angrily in the air, a drop of clear fluid beading on the tip. She extended her tongue and gently licked it off. She used her tongue to spread his pre-cum all around her greedy mouth.
"Mmmm..." she sighed. "You taste delicious; I bet there's more of that in there. How, I wonder, could I get it to come out?"
Pete had lost patience with the game by this point, despite the fact that he had recently fucked Mindy, his sperm salmon desperately need to swim upstream and spawn. He figured this would be a good test of his control and see how his mother would react to his being in charge.
"You could shut the fuck up and suck my cock, that's how you can get more of it."
"Now, there's a brilliant idea." She said with a teasing sparkle in her eye.
Shutting the fuck up, she again extended her tongue and licked up the entire length of his rigid trouser trout causing him to shudder and, as expected, more pre-cum dribbled out the end, which was promptly lapped up as her full sensuous lips slid down the entire impressive length of his turgid torpedo.
"Ohhhh... shit!" Exclaimed Pete, shocked to find that his mother's soup-sipper felt even better than Mindy's cock-dog bun had. "Oh ... Fuck... that's so... good... too good..."
As his mother worked on him, Pete began to quiver and shake, leaning against the counter for support he was determined that he wouldn't shoot is wad in his mother's yap, not this time. He had thoroughly enjoyed Mindy's moneymaker and wanted to sample his mother's. He made an effort to distract his thinking away from the talented ministrations but just as he began to picture a baseball diamond, his body betrayed him and he surprised her with a fat load of maypole mayonnaise down her throat.
She swallowed every drop, holding him in place by his buttocks and sucking hard to make sure she got it all then she pulled her mouth off of him.
"My, that was quick, I guess I don't have to ask you if you liked it."
"Liked it?" gasped Pete, trying to catch his breath, "It was amazing."
She stood up, pulling his pants with her, "Why don't you run along and see what your sisters are up to. I'll be in as soon as I finish here." She gave him a lingering hug along with a quick kiss on his cheek and turned back to her dishes.
Next Installment: Pete's sisters join the fun.