A Mind Controller Doesn't Need To Go To A Car Wash. I Can Get My Car Cleaned Anytime And Anywhere I Want.

A mind controller doesn't need to go to a car wash. I can get my car cleaned anytime and anywhere I want. With a simple thought, I can make any random hunk strip down to his underwear and wash my car for free while showing off his sexy body

It doesn't matter if they're with their girlfriends, picking up their kids from school, or going to work. They will stop anything they're doing and wash my car with a dumb smile on their faces, a smile of satisfaction in knowing they're obeying their Master.

While they wash my car, I wash their minds of any free will. In the end, my car is as clean as their dumb heads.

A Body Stealer Tale: Hijacked Call

My boyfriend and I were strolling through a quiet part of the city when we spotted this hot guy a few steps ahead of us. Tall, dark-haired, clearly fit—the type that turns heads. He was chatting on his phone, his deep voice echoed in the silent and empty street.

I noticed my boyfriend started to glance around, sizing up the surroundings. The street was deserted, as usual for this part of town. He turned to me with that mischievous grin I knew too well—the one that meant he was up to something. Before I could ask what he was planning, he ran toward the guy in front of us.

The man was still engrossed in his call, his voice dropping to a low, affectionate rumble. "I miss you too, babe. Tell my sweet girls Daddy will bring them a surprise when I get home... Yes, I know-AAARRGHH!"

His words cut off abruptly with a strangled groan. The phone slipped from his hand and clattered to the sidewalk. My boyfriend was already halfway into him, his form dissolving like smoke, merging with the man's body. Watching him use his power was always a sight that sent a chill down my spine, like watching reality bend for just a moment.

In seconds, my boyfriend disappeared completely, and his clothes fell to the ground on top of his empty shoes.

The man staggered, his eyes going wide, pupils dilating as my boyfriend took control. His hands flexed, then relaxed, as if getting used to this new skin. A few deep breaths later, the confusion cleared from his face, replaced by a smirk I knew all too well. It was my boyfriend now looking back at me, wearing the man's flesh like a new suit.

"Daddy, huh?" he said in the man's deep voice, testing it out, letting the word roll off his tongue with a new meaning entirely. "I think I can work with that." He picked up his phone off the ground and put it back on his ear, he then pulled down his pants, showing me the bulge in his black underwear.

He winked at me as he started talking again on the phone, only this time, his voice was no longer sweet and caring.

"Shut up, you dumb bitch! I'm so fucking tired of your voice... yeah, you heard that right! I don't want anything to do with you anymore, it's over for us! you hear me? Over!... Oh I'm perfectly fine! I've never been better!"

I walked towards him with a smirk and caressed his bulge, this man surely already had a present inside his underwear, I thought. I looked around—the area was clear—so I kneeled in front of him, pulled down his underwear, and took his cock into my mouth as my boyfriend dealt with this man's wife.

"You can stay with those little brats, I don't fucking care. I meet someone much better than you. He knows how to suck my cock like no other... Yeah, that's right, It's a HE, and in fact, he's giving me a blowjob right—" He stopped talking to look at his phone, then he looked down at me with a grin. "She hung up," he said, bursting out laughing.

He roughly grabbed both sides of my head and started facefucking me, just the way my boyfriend knows I like it. He moaned out loud, without worrying if anyone could hear him.

While I was deep-throating his new big delicious cock, we noticed an old man walking past us, he looked at us with disgust on his face, and we saw him grabbing his phone before turning around the corner.

My boyfriend pushed me away and pulled his pants up.

"C'mon, let's get to somewhere more private. I would hate to have to use my gift to take over a cop, this body is too good to be wasted," He said, buckling up his belt.

A downside of my boyfriend's powers was that once he stepped out of the body he was in, he couldn't go back to it because as soon as he was out, the body would deflate to an empty, hollow bodysuit.

Sure, it was fun to wear them later, but it was not the same thing as my boyfriend possessing their memories, controlling their tongue, having their cells...

I stood up and we shared a quick kiss; he tasted of coffee and mint. I followed him to an expensive car parked nearby, he opened the door for me to get in, like a true gentleman.

But once we were inside, he wasn't so gentle; he pulled down his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. "Go on, suck on this bad boy as I drive us to his hotel."

A Body Stealer Tale: Jogger

I was in the kitchen preparing breakfast when I heard the door opening and closing, indicating that my boyfriend had returned from his morning jog.

But I almost dropped the pan I was holding when this tall and fit black man came into the kitchen. I had never seen him before, so I was left completely frozen on the spot, staring at him with scared eyes.

The man then opened his vest and looked down at his fit body.

"What do you think of this one babe? Isn't he a catch?" He asked.

I sighed in relief, it was my boyfriend in another man's body. "Babe, I told you already to warn me when you wear a new body, you will end up giving me a heart attack!"

My boyfriend was a scientist; years ago, he developed a bodysuit serum; he could turn anyone we wanted into a wearable bodysuit and wear them. Today, he went to jog in his overweight white body and came back as this hot black stud.

"I like him, where did you find him?" I asked, walking towards him and feeling up his hard pecs and pecs.

"I found him jogging at the park, got him the injection from behind, then dragged him under a bridge," He said flexing his muscular arms. I cupped his biceps and played with his dark nipples a little.

"I don't like it when you use the serum in public. It's too risky. We already moved cities because you couldn't stop harvesting men. I don't want the police to investigate us again."

"Oh please, stop the bullshit, I know you love this!" He said; he then roughly bent me over against the balcony and pulled down my shorts. He gave my ass a hard slap and kneeled behind me then started giving my ass a proper eating.

I let out a loud moan as I felt the man's beard pressing between my ass cheeks. Standing up, he pulled down his grey shorts, grabbed his thick shaft, and slowly shoved it into my ass.

I felt his big manly hands around my waist as he started thrusting hard. "You're telling me you don't love getting fucked by a different cock?" He grunted, his thrusts becoming more savage and primal, "The cock of a straight guy who would never fuck your hungry ass if it wasn't for your loving boyfriend wearing them?"

"I.... I love it!" I moaned.

"Take it easy, buddy. These bodies have sweat enough for both of us," the jock said as his gym buddy feasted on his sweaty, hairy armpits.

I leaned against the doorframe, watching these two guys go at it. They weren’t a couple or anything—just two straight dudes, probably only knew each other from the gym. But now, with those aliens inside them, they didn’t care. All that mattered was feeding.

The taller one had his arms up, showing off his hairy pits, dripping sweat from working out. The other guy, shorter but lean and fit, was right there, licking it up like his life depended on it. And in a way, it did. The aliens needed the sweat, craved it. That’s how they survived.

I had a hand in this, getting those little creatures inside them. I wasn’t like them, though—I wasn’t possessed. I just made it happen. And now, here they were, practically slaves to the sweat, feeding off each other without a second thought.

The taller guy groaned as the shorter one’s tongue slid over his chest, soaking up every drop. They didn’t have a choice. The aliens were in full control, driving them to keep going, keep feeding. It wasn’t about attraction or desire—just survival.

As I stood there watching them, my eyes locked onto the taller guy’s other armpit—completely untouched, glistening with sweat. It was just hanging there, free, waiting. And I couldn’t help myself. I’ve always had a thing for armpits, and seeing his sweaty one on full display was too much.

Before I even realized it, I moved closer. The other guy was busy on one side, and now I had the other. I leaned in, tongue out, and licked. The taste of his sweat hit me instantly—salty, raw, and exactly what I needed. I was just as hungry for it as the alien-possessed guy.

There I was, right next to him, both of us licking and feeding off the same sweaty body. It felt wild, like we were all connected in some strange, primal way. The aliens fed on the sweat, but me? I was feeding on something else entirely.

Kevin was a heartthrob; he was the hottest guy in the pool area, and he knew it; his body was fit, and his pecs were massive, but not as massive as the bulge in his speedos. Everyone looked at him when he passed.

He was hitting on some girls sunbathing when an overweight man walked past them and started to take off his own speedos in front of everyone.

Everyone was confused and shocked as to why a man was getting naked to enter the pool.

Kyle was enraged by the man's disrespect, and he wanted to show the girls he wasn't a man to get disrespected. So he walked over to the naked man and placed a firm hand on his shoulder. "Hey you creep, you can't do this here, this is a private space and nudity is not-"

"Shut up," The man said.

Kyle found himself closing his mouth and obeying. The man smirked as he properly took a glance at Kyle's fit body; he liked what he was seeing. "I can do whatever the fuck I want." The man muttered with gritted teeth.

"Of course, you can do whatever the fuck you want." Kyle responded, his voice now sounding a lot different from a few seconds ago.

The naked man took his black speedos off the floor and shoved it inside Kyle's mouth, Kyle just stood there, allowing the man to fill his mouth with his used speedos.

"This is a proper use of your useless mouth. Now, keep standing here chewing on my speedos while I enjoy the pool. When I'm finished, you will follow me to my room where I will fill your mouth with something else."

All the girls had walked away from Kyle in embarrassment. Kyle couldn't care less; he was now happily taking care of the man's speedos and couldn't wait to have his mouth stuffed with whatever the man had in mind.

Offspring

I am standing on the side of the bed as I watch my neighbor's youngest son, Devon, wake up his equally hot dad by sticking his tongue inside his mouth. Mr. Bennett struggles and shakes his body as his alien-possessed son infects him with the alien parasite.

Mr. Bennett is fit, but he doesn't have a chance against his much more muscular youngest son. Seeing my hot neighbor's son helping me turn his dad into an alien host is getting me so hard! I pull down Mr. Bennett's shorts so I can finally see his bulge from closer. His bulge is as big as I was expecting, and the fact he is wearing white underwear makes it a lot hotter, the urge to sniff that man's bulge grows stronger at each passing second that I stare at it.

While I hear the slurping noises coming from their passionate "kiss" I bury my face in Daddy Bennett's bulge and take a deep sniff while I hear the wet sounds of the parasite forcing its way down his throat.

With my face still buried in his cock and balls, I look up and catch a glimpse of the parasite sliding from Devon to his dad's mouth; The snake-like parasite is quite long and very thick, so thick that Mr. Bennett's throat bloats with the intrusion. I bury my face even deeper in his massive bulge, licking it over the fabric. I can't wait to have them both as my alien-possessed sex slaves, I think to myself.

Devon finally detaches his mouth from his dad and I watch the parasite's tail wriggle and disappear inside Mr. Bennett. I can't hold it any longer and pull down his underwear. I look in awe at how beautiful Mr. Bennett's cock and balls are; his balls are huge and heavy, and even while soft, his cock is big and thick, but he won't be soft for much longer. I took his big cock into my mouth and started to feel the member grow to its full length. Devon just continues standing on the side with the same slack and empty face he has since he was taken over, totally unbothered by the fact I'm blowing his dad.

With my mouth full of Mr. Bennett's cock, I have a great view of his stomach, and I witness something amazing happen; his belly starts to bloat, and I can see what is obviously the parasite wriggling inside him, doing something to him. I put my hand on top of his stomach and felt the alien moving inside.

I had seen the same thing happen with Devon when I put the parasite in his agape mouth while he was sleeping on the couch downstairs. But after a few minutes, his belly went back to normal, and he stood up with a blank facial expression; he didn't say anything and just stood up and took the stairs toward his dad's bedroom. I followed right behind him.

Now that the parasite has left Devon, he is left motionless like a robot without battery. I see Mr. Bennett's stomach slowly going back to normal and he finally wakes up, sitting on the bed while I am still latching on his cock. I feel his hand on the back of my hair, and he gently pulls me away; he has the same empty look on his face that Devon has. And without saying a word, Mr. Bennett gets off the bed and kneels in front of Devon, pulls down his shorts, and takes his son's cock into his mouth.

The sight is nothing but breathtaking. After a few seconds of blowing Devon, he stands up, now both of them sporting a hard-on. Mr. Bennett stands close to his son, close enough for their cocks to be aiming at one another. Leaving only a few inches apart from each cock head. Then what happens next is something I will never forget. A small black parasite—a lot thinner and smaller than the one I helped inside Devon—crawls out of Mr. Bennett's piss slit and makes its way inside Devon's cock.

Both of their eyes roll back and they shook while still standing, the parasite connecting them both by their cocks. When the tail disappears inside Devon's slit, Devon finally comes back to life; though 'life' might not be the right word since he still has the same blank expression, at least he is moving again. Devon and Mr. Bennett stare directly at each other for a few seconds, then they smile at each other—only those smiles were nothing but human.

Mr. Bennett slowly raises a hand, and Devon mimics him; then Mr. Bennett tilts his head, and Devon does the same, they continue going on like this for a while. I'm not sure what is happening; it's like they are connecting somehow. Whatever that is, it's an eerie sight, I must admit.

After playing that game for a few more minutes, they walk out of the room without saying a word, with Mr. Bennett leading the way. Their cocks swung and throbbed with each step, and I was no different.

Mr. Bennett stops in front of a room and slowly opens the door; inside is his oldest son, Matt, who is sleeping peacefully in only his underwear.

Matt is as hot as his dad and younger brother, with him being the most muscular of the three. Mr. Bennett and Devon walk toward him, but only Mr. Bennett starts jerking off over Matt's sleeping body; soon, he shoots a tiny black parasite from his cock, identical to the one he infected Devon with.

The tiny parasite crawled towards Matt's crotch and disappeared inside his grey underwear. I watch Matt suddenly squirm on the bed and grunt in discomfort; The way his muscles flexed during the takeover was making me leak.

When Matt woke up, he was already one of them. He stood up with an emotionless face and stared at his dad and brother; those two still had creepy smiles on their faces; seeing that, Matt also started smiling.

I really don't get the smiling thing, do they think that would make them look more human?

Still smiling, Mr. Bennett raised his right hand and waved at Matt. "Good morning, Matt." He says. It is the first time I hear the alien speak with his vessel, and he sounds just like you would expect: robotic and emotionless.

"God morning Dad," Matt replies, the smile never leaving their faces.

"Did you sleep well, son?" Mr. Bennet asks naturally, as if he isn't naked with his cock throbbing in front of both his sons.

"I slept wonderful, Dad."

"Good morning Matt, did you sleep well, my older brother?" Devon asks, his tone of voice no different than his dad and brother. There is a long silent pause, and then Devon asks again, "Good morning Matt, did you sleep well, my older brother?"

"Good morning younger brother. I slept wonderful," Matt responds and then they just keep smiling at each other like idiots. Everything looks and sounds so creepy and surreal, it's like watching aliens playing with human dolls about how they think human interactions are.

I decide to try something risky, so I step into their circle and the three of them look at me in sync, their blank eyes confused as they tried to study my presence.

I clear my throat and wave at them. "Hi, I'm the neighbor, I'm the one who let those parasitic aliens turn you three into brainless hosts."

"Oh, Welcome neighbor," Mr. Bennett says, waving back at me.

"Good morning Neighbor," Matt says, out of nowhere.

They didn't acknowledge anything I said; It's like they don't understand what I say and just mimic anything they find in their host's memories.

Either way, it was hot to see these three hunks acting like brainless idiots. I pull down my shorts and start jerking off in front of them; as I was expecting, each one started to mimic me. Mr. Bennett is the first to grab his cock and start to stroke, his sons, seeing their dad—leader—start mimicking him. Now, the four of us are jerking off, our strokes are so in sync that it feels like I'm stroking in front of a mirror. They mimicked even my moans, soon I started to cum, and so did they.

"This is going to be so much fun," I moan.

"This is going to be so much fun," they say.