The day after Terra dropped Cyndi off, she read the newspaper with satisfaction. She had enjoyed the power she had wielded, even more than the sexual experiences. And she wanted more.
So who was there that deserved her attention as much as Cyndi had?
The immediate answer was her parents - her mother who spent more time chatting on the phone than talking with her daughter, and her father who was hardly ever home. Terra had been ignored most of her life, which was how she could keep a mind-controlled slave in her room for three weeks without being noticed.
She decided that her parents should not be mind-controlled - they should be broken to her will. Her mother, being home, would be first. And she was taking a nap, too. It was perfect.
Terra put on the skintone earring and made herself black, then the hair-control anklet and made her hair short. Using the gender-switch ring, she became male, then the penis ring gave her a huge cock. The bead bracelet made her age eighteen, and one of the ear-studs that she tested on Cyndi made her more attractive while she wore it. She admired herself in the mirror - a firm young good-looking teenage black stud with a huge hard cock.
Taking the mind-control bracelet, she crept into her mother's bedroom and slipped it on her. Ordering her mother to wake up, she told her to dress in a particular way and went and got the video camera.
An hour later, she took off all the jevelry, changing back to plain dirty-blonde 13-year-old Terra, made her mother change back and go to sleep, and got in normal clothes with a skirt. Popping the tape out, she went to the living room and put it in the VCR. She turned the TV up all the way and played it.
Terra's mother Veronica was awakened by the sounds of horrible cries and moaning. Getting up, she complained, "Terra! What are you watching?! I was trying to take a nap!"
Then her eyes bugged out. On the tv screen, Veronica saw herself, dressed in her pink stockings and garter belt set, on her own bed, being fucked doggy-style by a black boy with a huge cock. The cries were her own cries of ecstasy, pleading with the unknown stud to fuck her harder.
Terra was watching, a disappointed look on her face. "Shame, mommy. hame shame shame. Cheating on Daddy with a well-hung fuck machine. What would the neighbors think? What's Daddy going to think when he sees this tape? Or the other tapes?"
"Other tapes?" she asked fearfully.
Terra grinned. "Oh yeah. Half a dozen. Of you doing all sorts of things with all sorts of people. This is the clean one. Don't worry - I hid them all in a special place only I know about."
Veronica shivered. If her husband saw this -
"Sweetie," Veronica said. "Won't you help out your poor mother?"
"No." She smiled. "But if you do what I say, maybe Daddy doesn't have to find out what a whore you are."
Veronica turned back to the tv screen. On it, the stud had just finished ejaculating on her ass. He then demanded payment, and she got her purse and gave him a credit card. 'Spend as much as you want' the image of Veronica said, 'My shit of a husband pays all the bills.'
"Oh jesus," Veronica whimpered. "oh jesus."
Terra cleared her throat. "Well, Mommy? Do what I say or else!"
Veronica slumped, defeated. She was never a strong woman. "Alright. What do you want?"
Terra spread her legs and pulled up her skirt, exposing her hairless pussy. "We'll start here. Eat me."
Veronica shook her head. "NO! You can't possibly -"
Terra picked up the remote control and rewound the tape. Again the cries of a well-fucked Veronica filled the house.
"All right! All right!" Veronica got on her knees between her daughter's thighs, and Terra was delighted to see tears.
Veronica's probing tongue and sucking lips sent thrills through Terra's body.
"Oh yeah, mommy, suck me ... mmmmm ... oh shit this is good ... have you done this before, mommy-slut?"
Veronica nodded. "I have a ... friend. When I say I'm going to my bridge club, she and I ... oh god ..."
"Ohhh, mommy's a real whore, isn't she? Eat me whore!"
Veronica obeyed, sending Terra into a lovely climax.