Chapter 1
Having the power to be able to manipulate others is a great thing, so I use it desperately whenever I catch a chance.
I call this power ‘thrust’; for I can push my wishes into the hearts of men in general, and watch them helplessly carry out my every fancy.
Now, I’m fourteen, but back when I was ten, I realized I had this superpower to control people.
Mom was the first adult subject of this superpower.
My mom’s name was Ruth and she was a career woman who took pride in her work; my dad’s name was Tom and he died in a car accident when I was four years old.
At first, I wasn’t quite sure how to use this power, using it for something really assinine, like making my mom walk around the house like a zombie and handing me junk food like coke and burgers.
If the TV commercials showed something new, I told my mom to go buy it, which she always happily did.
Even though that was still an age when I didn’t know what sex was, I still enjoyed having my mom naked and walking around the house.
This proves that I have been enjoying this interesting life since a long time.
Usually, I’m the first one to arrive home from school, opening the door on one side and calling out on the other.
“Mommy, I’m home. Get your clothes off and bring me a Coke, I’ll be in the den watching TV.” Then, mentally, he fired off that order.
In about a minute or two, a naked mom would enter the room with a full glass of Coca-Cola in her hand.
“Thank you, Mommy.” I said, “Can you clean up this room, there’s dust everywhere, it’s so dirty!”
“But…but, Benny, Mommy just cleaned this room, it should be clean already.”
“Look here, Mommy, I think you understand what I’m talking about.”
“Whoa! I’m sorry, it’s really dirty in here, why would I have missed that earlier? Okay, Mommy will do what her favorite son asks.” Mommy bent down and worked hard to clean up.
And I was behind her, watching those snowy rumps and young waists blossom into a marvelous body with every movement.
Soon enough, I got bored and started switching to cartoon shows, or some other.
When the younger siblings came home from school one after another, they asked their mom strangely why she wasn’t wearing any clothes.
Mom, on the other hand, will tell them, “Because Mommy’s favorite son, doesn’t like Mommy to wear clothes,” said like it’s a natural request for some children.
After a while, both the younger brother, Timmy, and the younger sister, Mel, also accepted the fact that their mom was naked as normal.
Uh-huh! I think I’m a little jealous of these siblings.
They were twins, four years younger than me, so when I first discovered my powers, I was ten and the twins were six.
Before they were born, I was the only child who got to do everything, and for that, I hated them.
I don’t like to share anything, especially my mom’s favorites.
For this reason, I often made my mom tell my siblings over and over again that I was my mom’s favorite, and that she couldn’t possibly give them the same level of love again.
When one of them, or both of them, burst into tears, I cracked up inside.
Several times, I wanted to use my supernatural powers to make this pair of bastards end their lives, but I thought about it, but I didn’t do it–I don’t need it at the moment.
Now, I merely think of them as favorite toys, and they are so much fun to play with.
From the moment I got my powers, I hated my brother Timmy because he was a super nuisance.
Timmy would always run to his mom, crying about how I was bullying him, and following that, she would come into my room, pull out her belt, and demand a beating.
Needless to say, Mom didn’t end up being able to hit me, but instead turned out the door and beat the tattletale severely.
Sometimes, even though Timmy didn’t tattle, I let her do it.
A few days after I used this power, Timmy ran to his mom crying that I had hit him again.
As usual, mom quickly jerked up her belt and entered my room. At the same time, she ordered me to drop my pants as usual, bend over, grab my ankles with my hands, and stick my ass up.
I was secretly amused and used my superpowers to affect her head.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Mommy! It’s better that you get a taste of this for yourself… Well, do you like your ass to look as bright red and beautiful as an apple?”
“Of course, my sweet son, whatever you want, Mommy will do it.”
“So, would you be willing to let me spank you? Will you sincerely repent for hitting me before and be willing to show your remorse physically?”
“Whoa! Beni, Mommy is sorry, you are such a good boy, Mommy shouldn’t have hit you before, will you forgive Mommy? Please spank Mommy, Beni. That’s what I deserve.”
“No problem, Mommy, but I want to punish you in front of the whole family, and then, as they watch on one side, I want you to beg me to hit you harder, and to pray for my forgiveness…to show them how much you love me.”
“Whatever you want, Benny, Mommy will do what you want.”
“Come with me, Mommy.”
We left my room and went to the living room, and following, I yelled in a voice that could be heard by the whole family, “Hey! Everyone, we’re having a family meeting!”
Soon after, Timmy and Mel came out of their room one after the other, Timmy still with red eyes, a wimpy look that made me angry when I looked at him, and Mel must have been playing a game of dress change because she had a half-naked doll tugging at her hand.
I told them to stand in a row.
“Mommy, don’t you have something to say to everyone?”
“Yes! Our family is lucky to have such a wonderful child as Beni, and Mommy regrets that she actually treated him so badly before. Just so you know, Beni is the good boy every parent wishes they had. And I actually beat him, abused him…”
With that, Mom turned to me and said, “Benny, Mommy is so sorry for doing this to you, I’m such a dumb ass, I deserve a good spanking, and I would feel better if you would punish Mommy. So please, can you punish this bad mommy?”
“Fine! Mommy, since you’re so sincere, I’ll give you a spanking!” I snickered secretly and snapped, “Take off your pants, bend over and grab your ankles with both hands.”
I noticed a flicker of confusion on my mom’s face, after which she nodded and slid her pants and panties down, bending over and grabbing her ankles.
“Mommy loves you so much, Benny, and regrets ever hitting you, so please punish this negligent mother hard! Mommy promises never to hit you again.”
Standing back, I held up my belt and shuddered with excitement as I looked at my mom’s big fat white ass.
It wasn’t sexual arousal, it was arousal provoked by seeing a mother humiliated in front of her entire family.
This female, who is the head of the household, is bending over and demanding that I whip her big ass.
I lifted my arm and swung it swiftly downward, causing crimson whip marks to appear on the snow-white mounds. Every muscle in my mom’s body tensed in an instant, and an audible moan of pain escaped from her lips.
“Thank you, Benny. Please hit me again, Mommy needs to be punished, please spank Mommy.”
The two brats next to me looked dumbfounded, they both also had the experience of being beaten up by their mom, and at this moment, looking at her being punished by me, a look of astonishment and envy flowed from their eyes.
Again and again, the belt hit Mom’s bare buttocks with renewed force.
“Thank you! Mommy loves you, Beni. Please punish me harder and please forgive me.”
I beat her for a full half hour until the belt began to leak blood stains, and only then did I stop. Mom was still begging me to beat her, but she could no longer hold back her sobs of pain.
Finally, feeling that the punishment was sufficient, I put away the belt and allowed her to put on her pants. Mom didn’t revisit the incident for several days after this, but I noticed that she never sat down again.
When the disposition of my mom was complete, I turned my anger on my brother. Timmy seemed curious about his mom’s punishment without realizing that was the dessert before his misery unfolded.
I looked him dead in the eye and a smile started to form on the side of my mouth as Timmy visibly gave out.
“Fine! Sissy, since you like to cry to grownups so much, and you no’s might actually be a girl, I’ll satisfy you.”
To be honest, I was pretty pissed off at the moment, and after spending some time thinking about it, a plan was gradually forming in my head.
I knew that I was going to have to impose a long continuation command on Timmy to perpetuate this pain for a long time. If I was going to do that, it would be fun to keep his original personality intact while I controlled his behavior.
Well! I’ve never tried anything like this before.
“Timmy, from this moment on, you are going to pretend to be a girl; you are going to dress, talk, and eat like a girl, in every aspect of your demeanor all. You will watch the mannerisms and actions of other little girls, and faithfully imitate them. To yourself you will always remain Timmy, but if any one asks your name, you will be called Tina.”
“You don’t like being treated like a girl, in fact, it’s very humiliating, but you’ll never be able to tell anyone that Timmy is actually a boy. Timmy will be buried deep, and in the future, when your friends play ball or marbles, you’ll want to join them, but your heart will reject it right away; good girls don’t get to do these rude gestures!”
As these commands were transfused into Timmy’s brain, a look of utter horror appeared on his face, his head understood the meaning of my orders, and his conscious mind could no longer resist.
“Hey! What’s your name, chick?” I asked with a smile.
“Tina.” Timmy replied painfully.
I have observed that there is still a possibility that this boy may have some flaws in his appearance that would allow his true identity to be discovered, and I must make some preparations for this.
“Timmy, you will have no thoughts of attempting to tell others about your boyhood, and you will not use sign language, facial expressions, or any body language to indicate that you are, in fact, a boy. Even with perpetual shame and pain in your heart, you will show expressions of joy and pleasure.”
At the command, Timmy’s expression softened and a contented smile appeared on his face.
Next, I ask some other questions to test how well the command is executed.
“Tina, I bet you’d love to go shopping with Mommy for some nice clothes to wear, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, I badly need some new clothes for school, I can’t wait, I want to get some clothes to go to school in the same way as Meier, like twins.”
“Good idea, I think Meier will like it.”
Timmy, no, Tina, has managed to turn out to be my new sister, but I now have to adjust the rest of my family to match.
“Mommy, you never had a son named Timmy. You and Daddy only had one son, and that was me, and the other was twin daughters, Mel and Tina. So anyway, you always thought of Tina as your sweet little girl.”
Mom nodded briefly.
Then I turned to Meier, “Meier, this is your twin sister, Tina. You will teach your sister everything there is to know about a girl, introduce her to your friends, and involve her in all your activities.
Now, tell your sister how much you love her and give her a kiss!”
When I said that, Meier came up to the side of Tina’s face and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.
Ha! That’s the first time I’ve power-raped someone’s mind.
The thought of my brother Timmy being trapped inside Tina from then on, unable to break free, turned me on so much that I actually got an erection.
Going forward, not only would she have to make many efforts to convince others that she was a girl, but in doing so, she would feel endless shame and embarrassment in her heart.
What’s more, on top of this layer of misery, she’s trying to put on a happy facade.
God, it’s good to be able to use that power!
Chapter II
Every other year, as I entered the eleventh cold spell of my life, my body began to go through puberty, my voice changed, and I began to take an interest in girls.
I thank God for a beautiful mother and constantly ask her all sorts of questions about sex.
His own abilities have increased dramatically, and he is far more mature than ever before in controlling the actions of his family.
I’ve learned that it’s more fun to manipulate them by not turning them into puppets and dolls, and that it’s more fun to manipulate them if you can maintain their morals and values. And making them do things that they know in their hearts are wrong increases their shame even more.
One day, while looking for a pair of binoculars, I overheard a pornographic magazine tucked away in my mom’s cupboard.
That’s the first time I’ve ever seen anything like that.
The women in it are using every imaginable position in intercourse, in addition to sucking the man’s cock.
I got up and grabbed the magazine and immediately ran to the kitchen to find my mom.
She was preparing dinner, as usual, wearing only a short white apron.
“Hey! Mom, look what I found.” As I got older, I got sick of this ‘childish’ Mommy
The call.
Mom seemed surprised to see the book in my hand. “Whoa! Son, put that back, you’re too young to read something so nasty.”
“Why? Mom, these women are just naked, and aren’t you naked in front of me all day? In comparison, you’re still much more beautiful than these women.”
As I said that, I noticed a look of pain flash across my mom’s face.
“What’s wrong with that, Mom, if you can show me naked, why can’t I see these pictures?”
Mom thought about it and gave the answer quickly.
“It’s one thing to appreciate the beauty of nudity with an artistic eye, it’s quite another to look at those depraved fuck charts with enjoyment. And, if I had the right to decide, I would put on my clothes-you, however, refuse to let me.”
I sat down at the kitchen table and started flipping through the magazines.
“Mom, look at this.”
Mom stopped moving and moved her body closer to mine. I seize the opportunity and reach out to fondle her breasts, a gesture that makes mom flush with anger, but my control prevents her from resisting my movements.
“Mom, what is this woman doing in the picture?”
“She’s sucking her man’s cock.” Mom replied coldly and disgustedly.
I shook my head, “Mom, in the future when someone asks you any question about sex, I want you to answer with the most vulgar municipal profanity possible. Understand?”
“Understood.”
“Now, tell me, what is this woman in the picture doing?”
Mom hesitated for a moment, trying to keep those words out of her mouth, but ultimately failing.
“Suck that man’s big cock, Benny. She’s sucking that man’s cock.”
I laughed, “Oh! That’s funny, answer me honestly mom, have you ever sucked someone’s dick?”
“Yes, your father liked to ask me to blow him when he was alive, but I disliked it, it’s such a barbaric thing to do…
Dirty.”
“So… have you ever licked any other person’s?”
“Please don’t ask me that, Benny, please.”
I was greatly amused at my mom’s reaction, “No, I’ve asked, you have to answer honestly, did you or didn’t you?”
After a moment’s hesitation, Mom whispered, “Benny, when Mom was your age, my Uncle Dale brought his family to our house for a week. The first night, while I was in bed, I heard the door to my room open and close. As a result, Uncle Dale was standing naked next to my bed…”
“Ah!” I was greatly surprised, not expecting to hear such a thing.
“Oh! I’ll never forget it for the rest of my life, it was the first time I’d ever seen a man’s cock, and it was so big and erect, and he stuck that thing in my mouth so hard that he forced me to lick it with my mouth until he came.”
Mom put her hands on her face and wailed, “Then he threatened to kill me if anything got out, and I believed him. He came every night for a week and shot his sperm in my mouth, and I ran into the bathroom crying and vomiting. I never told anyone about this.”
I could tell that the incident had hurt my mom deeply, but it was a shame that I didn’t seem to feel the same way, “Oh, Mom, that story sounds so enticing.”
“Son, there is nothing enticing about sexually assaulting a child.” Mom seemed angry at my reaction, but just didn’t dare say it outright.
“Yeah? Maybe!” I shrugged and continued flipping through, “Hey! Look at this picture…this guy is spraying cum all over the woman’s face, and look, it’s even dripping from the corner of her mouth.”
“That’s so sweet!”
“Would it? Mom, I think that must feel very good, hey, why is the woman in this picture to fuck like a dog?” I pointed to the picture of the woman lying on her back, fucking in the doggy position, and said to my mom, “Do you like this position?”
“No, I don’t like it at all.” Mom’s cheeks flew red, “That’s so embarrassing.”
“Look at this side of the room, Mom, the look on the girl’s face is so intoxicating, she seems to be enjoying herself, doesn’t she?” I laughed, “Imagine being fucked like a dog, mom… how it feels when a big cock is shoved up your fat pussy, wouldn’t that be a treat?”
I gave her a gap to ponder the thought, and before mom could answer, I sent superpowers into her brain, and she immediately closed her eyes, shuddered, and slumped on the table with both hands, which she used to support her unsteady body.
I think she must have been worried that she would fall into the chair without strength.
“I bet you think that’s nice too, Mom. Do you like fucking in that position?”
I didn’t stop my power delivery, so Mom still kept thrashing, her mouth opened to answer, but the only thing that escaped her lips was a moan of delight.
Finally, she struggled to spell punch the words together and make a sound, “Maybe…this…ah…will not…oh! God…what the hell is wrong with me? …maybe it won’t be so bad…fuck!”
Seeing this situation, I deliberately downplayed the situation and said, “Look at this picture of oral sex again, look closer, mom.”
Mom helplessly opened her eyes and drove to obey my commands, but the moment she did, I sent another aphrodisiacal message into her head.
“Hee hee, Mom, doesn’t that picture turn you on? Wouldn’t you like to suck a big erect cock like her?”
Mom’s hand left the table and slowly reached between her legs, putting two fingers into her honey hole and rubbing it, while her other hand pressed down on her right breast and began to squeeze it hard.
“Ah…oh…I’ve…oh, God! …I’ve told you…what the hell are you doing to me? I feel good…I don’t like sucking your cock…it’s so dirty.”
She replied, her body shivering and shaking constantly while the caressing movements of her fingers became more violent.
I leaned over closer and pressed my lips to my mom’s ear so she could feel the burning breath that blew against her neck.
“Mom, I want you to relive the memories of your Uncle Dale, remember how he put his penis in your mouth? You loved that feeling so much when he forced you to suck his cock, you found that very exciting, didn’t you?”
“Mmm…uh…I love sucking his cock…I like sucking big…thick…oooh!
God…dirty cock…I feel so dirty because I love it so much.”
“Did you really want to throw up when he ejaculated in your mouth?”
“Yes…well…that thing made my stomach so hearty…the first time, I almost thought he peed in my mouth.”
“Mom, listen to me.” I laughed, “I want you to memorize the texture of the semen, the thick taste of it, got it?”
“I…memorized it!”
“Well done, because from today, cum will be your favorite thing in the world to eat, and because you love the taste so much, you won’t even want to eat any other food, so you’ll crave it so much, and yet you’ll always be too full to eat it.” After a moment’s thought, I added: “And in the end, Mom, just like you remember the taste, my cum will taste ten times better than any man’s.”
“Oooh…I love cum…fuck…I love eating cum; because it’s so delicious…God, I’m about to come…sticky, salty, hot cum…slippery and the most fresh…delicious.”
Once we got to that point, the rest was easy, as I casually unzipped my pants zipper and pulled out my long-hardened cock, wiggling it between my mom’s mouth and nose.
Mom immediately slid out of the chair, knelt between my legs and took the cock in one bite.
It wasn’t a bad feeling to watch my mom bobbing her head in my crotch and feeling her lips and tongue go up and down my cock.
All the while, Mom’s fingers were still digging into her lower body, three fingers flying in and out of her honey hole.
“Very good, Mom, you’re a competent flautist.”
Mom blushed and moaned lowly at my words, but couldn’t get the cock out of her mouth and defiantly tried to suck the delicious cum out of it.
“You know what, Mom? Mom, if you licked your balls too, I’d cum a lot faster, and that would be even better!”
The words were just finished, and in an instant, a warm, slippery tongue curled up over both balls, and with the sudden stimulation, I almost screamed in comfort.
“Well, say something nasty again to spice things up, mom, I’ve never seen you play a whore in a slutty way, now learn a couple of sounds.”
“Please give Mommy your cum, Benny. Mommy wants it so bad she’s going crazy…oooh…I’ll do anything for you…oooh…oooh…please cum in Mommy’s slutty little mouth so she can drink your thick honeyed syrup.”
Mom’s starry eyes were half-open and her cheeks flushed, “Use Mommy’s mouth to serve your cock well, oh, Benny’s balls are so sweet smelling, they’re already filled with cum for Mommy. Shoot your cum all over my throat!”
I couldn’t stand it any longer, and as soon as I let go, I ejected my semen, full of young vitality, all over my own mother’s face.
When the first drop of cum spilled over the glans, mom immediately sealed her lips around the shaft and sucked around it, swallowing as much as she could.
At the same time, I sent another, stronger, hypnotic command into her brain.
Mom let out a hysterical moan, her eyes squeezing shut as four fingers plunged hard into her honey hole, desperately trying to go deeper.
Despite all her efforts to swallow all my cum, some spilled out of the corners of her mouth and down her cheeks, pooled on her chin, and some dripped downward to the floor.
It was a sexy look to watch my mom lost between my legs, her cheeks, nose and forehead splattered with cum, a white line drawn down the corner of her mouth.
As I retreated from my orgasm, I also lifted the aphrodisiac command that had been cast on my mom.
She was exhausted, but she looked so slutty and arousing that even though the cock had softened, she still put it in her mouth and sucked continuously.
Finally, when she was sure that she had sucked up all the juice, she began to dab down each of the remaining cum on her face with her fingers and put it in her mouth to savor it.
“Thank you so much, sweetheart, for giving Mommy her favorite thing…”
Suddenly, Mom stopped talking and an appalled look appeared on her face.
“But you’re my son…how could we do such a thing, it would be wrong! But…
And you tasted so good, I couldn’t help myself…” followed by her covering her face and crying, “Incest is a grave sin of the Lord, it’s wrong and we’re all going to hell.”
Obviously, Mom’s moral sense and carnal desires, at this moment, clashed violently.
At this point, I don’t feel like doing anything because I believe…mom’s biological instincts will win out in the end.
“Do you feel comfortable? Mom.”
“Mmm, I feel good, son, is this the first time mom has enjoyed an orgasm?”
“Really? Mom.” I said with joy, “Me too, it was my first time cumming and it felt really special, if you want to do it again, just ask and I’ll make it happen.”
“No!!!”
As if she had heard the most horrible words, her mother’s face was a mixture of horror and terror, “We can’t do this anymore, I’m your mother and you’re my son, if we had intercourse, it would never be okay.”
With that, she fell to her knees in front of me and begged tearfully, “Benny, you’re a good son, please promise Mommy that you’ll never make her do this again, okay?”
A knowing smile, I agreed, “Yeah, I promise, I won’t ask you to suck my cock again…eek! Look mom, there seems to be some of my cum on the floor under your knees.”
As expected, she didn’t half hesitate. The next moment, mom was on the floor and began licking all this leftover cum into her mouth.
As a final blow, and with a giggle of delight, I enter her mind and release her shame and humiliation from “one more bite”.
The Fat Snake’s Handbook.
It’s been at least half a year since this article was finished, but since it doesn’t have an ending, it’s been left on the hard disk. Among the current twenty-three translations, it’s considered to be a lower-middle level work, and was originally intended to be adapted in conjunction with Hypnotic Magician Brother, but I don’t know if it’s because his magic has gotten so good that he’s lost himself, and he hasn’t been showing up lately, and for another reason, he’s had to publish it here.
I haven’t posted any work in Yuan Yuan lately, and I’m a bit vain to say that, probably because I’m approaching middle age and my laziness has gotten heavier.
Among many current translators, when it comes to the quality of translated articles, I am confident that I can be on a par with Brother Ma Wang, but if we are the Great Greats of Translation, Boss GMS is the Great God of Translation, and I really admire him.
Rambling some words, in fact, tonight with the family of the old mother quarrel, annoyed, this finishing post, a kind of memorial to this day. Oh, “fuck you”, at this point in time, this phrase is fucking smooth, really fucking fuck you ah!