A Gift From His Father Ch. 18a

"You love sucking my tits, don't you dear?"

"Yes. I love sucking your tits, Candace." Debra replied. "They taste so good. I love your milk."

"You love eating pussy, too, especially mine."

"Oh yes, Candace. I have never done that before, but I can't wait to do it again. Do you think others will let me eat their pussies, too?"

"Certainly my dear, and since you are so eager, why don't you have another go at it?" Candace told the hypnotized woman, pushing her head back down between her legs.

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Pulling his phone out of his pocket John said, "Call Denise." There was silence for a moment and then the phone rang and he heard Denise's voice on the other end. "Hello John. How can I serve you?"

"What are you doing right now," he asked the shape-shifter.

Denise had just sat down to eat her lunch. It was her favorite combination of burger and fries. She didn't indulge in this type of food often, but sometimes she had to satisfy the cravings.

"Nothing John," she said. "Your timing is perfect."

"Good. I am going to send you some data, I want you to track down this woman and when you find her let me know."

Denise pulled the phone from her ear and watched as the data John sent arrived. She pulled her blue tooth receiver from her pocket and pushed it into her ear as she read the file.

Debra McBroom, cell number 408/555-5555. Pharmaceutical Representative for Toppills Pharmaceutical Company. Vehicle: 2014 Ford Mustang Red CA License number: Debra DO.

"Got it," Denise said. "Is she missing?"

"No, I think it is more like misplaced. Call me when you learn something."

"Sure, boss." Denise heard the connection break and put the phone in her pocket. She looked down at her food and sighed. Grabbing the bottled water and wrapping her food back in the paper container, she walked out to her car. Seeing a panhandler on the corner, she gave him her meal and asked him to enjoy it.

As she walked quickly to her car, she couldn't help but remember the events that had transpired over a year ago. How she helped to save her master and had proven her loyalty only to have it questioned again until John had found the electronic device surgically implanted into her wrist. Had John not been forgiving enough to scan her with his x-ray vision, she thought he may have simply killed her and be done with it.

She continued to thank her lucky stars that John was a good and forgiving master, to show her his trust he even restored her shape shifting abilities although he did change her gender to female and although he increased the time she could maintain her shift, she reverted back to Denise. She may never be able to return to Dennis, but who knows, perhaps in time he will allow it.

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In the last year Mary and Jacqueline Winchester Smith had become very good friends. They both enjoyed the other's company and after a time Mary even reversed her mind control suggestions so that they were truly friends.

They talked about almost everything; Mary still wasn't able to tell her about her special arrangement with her son, John. If the topic ever came up, she did what her son had told her to do, simply move the conversation to another topic and as a last resort tell her anything and make her believe it. Mary didn't want to use her abilities on her new friend, but would obey her master, so she would simple tell her to no longer have an interest in knowing about it.

As a bonus to their new friendship, Mary was invited to many of the social events that Jacqueline attended. Because of her quick wit easy going nature Jacqueline's friends soon became her friends too. All of them were wealthy and lived in luxury. The women spent their days shopping, playing tennis and traveling. All their children were taken care of by the hired help so the women had a lot of time on their hands.

Although she could have opted out, being John's mother, he was still the Master of the Ring of Power and like everyone else she did have a quota. So, once a week the girls would get together and play.

It began innocently enough. Everyone met at Jacqueline's home for drinks and a massage. Out of the ten women invited nine attended. The masseuses were all John's agents in disguise though they were all gifted masseuses in their own right.

When things began to heat up for the women, their masseuse would simply push them to forget about their morality and do what felt good. Before long it became a full-fledged orgy. These rich coddled women soon were sucking cock and pussy from any and every available man or woman they saw. Although most of the women were young and in their mid to late thirties, a few others were much older, (some pushing 70) though you wouldn't have known unless you looked at their birth certificates. Many had been rejuvenated through cosmetic surgeries while others simply had the time to maintain beautiful bodies as a routine, since they had very little other demands on their time.

The next party was scheduled for the very next week and Mary was delighted to find that they didn't need to hide behind the pretense of getting a massage. All the women enjoyed themselves so much they referred to the parties as "Sundowners" and began to rotate it at their different estates; the guest list was exclusive and the numbers remained small and manageable, no more than twelve people in all.

It was during these affairs that the wealthy women of the Greater Mountain View California area began to let their hair down along with their morality. Mary easily made her quota. John was able to hold her up as a model to his team and she inspired the rest to get involved locally to see if this phenomenon was duplicable at lower social economic levels.

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He didn't expect his agents to do all the heavy lifting, so John maintained a very healthy schedule and having sex with strangers wasn't foreign to him. Of course, with his mind reading and control it they weren't strangers, really. He quickly learned if they were married or in committed relationships and then he'd decide if he wanted to go further. Married woman usually meant no, but sometimes he would sense a sparkle of mischief in their personality and that often meant they were fair game.

He would simply ask them to meet him at his favorite hotel if they weren't in jeopardy of losing their jobs or in the middle of a time sensitive task. Sometimes they would simply offer to take him to their hotel rooms. John didn't do this all the time, but if a beautiful woman would catch his eye and he had the time, all bets were off.

On most of these occasions his father would give him instructions as to how better please these conquests. John was quickly becoming a very skilled lover. If he were to ever lose his power, he'd still be a formable force to be reckoned with in the bedroom.

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For Principal McBroom things didn't get any better. Though she was still pretty much herself, Debra seemed to be quiet and reluctant to engage in any sex play with her husband although on occasions she would agree to a blow job, but only because subconsciously she thought she needed to keep her oral skills sharp for both her lovers.

Her rendezvous were usually in the middle of the week and often on joining days as her schedule allowed. For example, she usually met with Chance on Tuesdays and Candace on Wednesdays. However there were some days where they overlapped and she would see Chance in the morning and Candace in the afternoon. On those evenings, Jeff McBroom would barely see his wife as she would be too tired to eat the meal he'd prepared and would shower and go right to bed sleeping soundly until morning.

Jeff would watch a little television, sometimes some porn or read Literotica and satisfy the urge that his wife was unwilling to quench.

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June 18, 2014 happened to be one of those days where both of her master and her mistress demanded her attention. She felt wonderful that she was worth of having both in the same day. And knowing that made her pussy water in anticipation of the day's events. She would treat Jeff with a blow job to keep him happy further honing her skills while denying herself release as she'd been commanded.

She couldn't have sex with her husband any longer, Candace told her. Thinking of her master's commands made her realize how eager she was to eat pussy. She found herself daydreaming about it as she watched one of her coworkers walk by her desk. She was new, young and pretty, but not too smart. They didn't hire smart any more only pretty. She found herself undressing the young woman with her eyes. Was she shaved bald or had a close cropped landing strip? She wondered what her young pussy would taste like. Suddenly she was snapped out of her daydream by the alarm on her phone telling her she needed to be naked at her hotel room in 20 minutes to receive Master Chance. She would barely make it if she hurried.

As it turned out, Denise was a very good detective. It was something that she liked and had toyed with the idea of becoming a professional, until he was called into duty by his former masters and later captured by John. With the name and the other data John had provided it was an easy matter to track down Debra McBroom and keep tabs on her whereabouts. Before she would report to John she had to be certain that she had indeed tracked the right person. It was time for surveillance, something that her special skills as a shifter made it easy and fun. She drove to the Marriott in downtown Mountain View and went right to work. Waiting until one of the desk clerks went on break she shifted into the clerk's identity and slipped behind the counter to the hotel computer and found the name and room number.

"Hey what are you doing," a voice from behind her asked, startling Denise. "I thought you were taking your break?"

"On my way now," she replied, perfectly mimicking the voice of the hotel clerk.

"Can you bring me back a pack of smokes? You know the brand, right?"

"Not a problem," she said as a large smile filled her face. She turned and walked out from behind the counter and into the open elevator. When the elevator stopped at the 14th floor a small Mexican woman stepped out carrying some towels.

Not only was Denise a shifter, but her previous masters had endowed her with the power to not only change her appearance but her clothing too. Amazingly, size didn't seem to matter. She didn't understand it, but she didn't need to. It was kind of like Mystique from the Marvel X-Men series only not quite as spectacular a transformation. She knocked on the door of room 1423.

Startled, she realized that it was too early; he was always prompt. She just hoped that whoever was at the door wouldn't take too much time. She was naked and had just hung up her clothes. She peaked through the door and saw the housekeeper so she opened the door.

Denise wasn't prepared. The sight of the gorgeous black women and it took her breath away. She was perfect, large brown breast with dark areoles sporting firming nipples as the cool hall air hit them, a small firm belly and an ample ass, where her legs met one of the most beautiful pussies that Denise had ever seen. Realizing that she had been staring she quickly found the woman's face. It too was perfect and could have been that of a model or movie starlet.

Finding her voice, "You called for towels," mimicking broken English.

"Ahhh, yes thank you," she said and reached for the towels then acting as if she was surprised she was nude. "Excuse me."

Denise walked slowly back to the bank of elevators. She pushed the down button and elevator number 4 opened and a mother with two small children got out, they were damp from their visit to the pool and walked past Denise as if she wasn't there. Denise entered pushed the lobby button and shifted back to small Asian woman that was now her normal form. She thought to herself, "I think I get it, now."

Had her elevator gotten to the lobby five seconds sooner Denise would have run into Chance Goodwin, but as luck would have it, they just missed seeing each other.

Denise called John to let her know that Mrs. McBroom was indeed having an affair and that she was waiting naked now for her lover to arrive. John asked her to continue to watch and report anything interesting. Denise almost said, "like how breathtakingly beautiful the woman was," but held back realizing that she too was smitten by Debra's splendor.

Meanwhile, Chance was at the door to room 1423 as punctual as always. He knocked twice and heard Debra ask for him to enter. Stepping into the room and closing the door he found her just as she was instructed, naked on her knees and bent with her head on the floor, her long black hair loose falling around her.

"What do you wish of me, Master?" Debra asked as she felt him step closer.

Chance smiled, "Have you ever experience anal sex, my pet?"

Debra swallowed hard, before answering. Chance was enormous. If she were ever to take him anally she would never again be the same. "Once master, but I didn't like it much." She confessed.

Chance's smile grew, "Then you have a real treat awaiting you. Rise and help me out of my clothes."

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He dropped the barbell to the floor, it bounced on the mat making that familiar metal sound that reminded him of bells as the heavy discs scrapped one another before settling. He wasn't impressed with the 250 lbs he'd just finished using.

Despite being in the best shape of his life and at 55 years old he had the body of a thirty year old, he knew he could do better. It had been a little more than a year, but Eddie now possessed a powerful body, bulging with muscles. He was lean his abs were tight and to use the vernacular of the gym he was cut.

Not only had he lost his beer belly but his abs were impressive for being at I only a year. In addition to diet and exercise he had spent many hours outdoors and his pale skin had turned to a health brown glow and his dark brown hair lightened just this side of blonde. His only regret was that he didn't find the joy of exercise until now. He couldn't explain why, but a year ago he got the urge to exercise and had been going at like a man possessed. It saved his life and marriage. He had been a borderline diabetic; his doctor had been after him for years to lose a few pounds, he lost thirty.

With his marriage in trouble, his wife had gone on a similar program and managed to rejuvenate herself and then began having a series of meaningless affairs. But once he got himself into shape, they had slowed down and she began to include him in her new lifestyle and life was once again good. He had his Rachel back. She was the love of his life. He didn't mind sharing her, since she also shared him. I guess you could say that theirs was now an open marriage.

The sex was not only good it was plentiful. When he had her to himself, she was a creative and energetic lover. When they shared another partner or two, sex was incredible. He'd never imagined he'd ever participate in an orgy, though they don't call them that, they were now weekly occurrences. Usually at the home of some affluent couple that Rachel knew. Life was good.

Rachel enjoyed life at the hospital, despite the fact that she could earn more money like Candace selling medical devices or pharmaceuticals. John had restored her intelligence, or putting it another way allowed her to resume the full time use of her brain. Furthermore, he allowed her to keep the fantastic body he'd sculptured for her.

There was only one catch and that was that she had to become one of his agents, which she eagerly agreed. She was the exception to John's rule of not allowing agents to marry, but only since they were already married. Eddie didn't have a clue about what was going on. But he was never happier. She liked the new Eddie, the weight loss and made him feel good about himself and she used him to help her make her quota. The added gift of limited mind control meant that she could keep him under her control and money would no longer be a problem.

She snapped out her daydream when she heard the vivacious Erica Green on the floor. The large African American woman had become more relaxed and friendly since John converted her to agent status. He enhanced her natural beauty; Rachel remembered as she helped John sculpt her body much like Candace had hers, making a few suggestions here and there. As she watched Erica move slowly across the ward chatting with staff and patients, she recalled vividly the night John made Erica his.

Erica was so nervous, standing before these white people completely naked while still clothed they appraised her physique. The first thing John did was to eliminate belly fat. John said that it gave him a better understanding of what direction to take. Erica did have a bit of a gut; she admitted it was from too much beer and Popeye's Fried Chicken. John allowed her to watch her transformation from the full length mirror that Rachel had in her bedroom. The loss of the belly fat was a startling improvement; she gasped and cursed Popeye's in the same breath. Rachel had to tell her to be quiet or John would paralyze her until he was done. It was tough, as she felt her abdominal muscles tighten by themselves until she had a muscular six pack.

Rachel and John debated whether or not to leave it like that, John thought that it was sexy since she was already tall it would enhance the Amazon look he was creating. He did the same with her thighs and ass, removed the fat and tightened the muscles. With the loss of most of her body fat made her breasts look big although still a B cup and were much smaller than what John wanted. And with Rachel's encouragement he took Erica from a B Cup to a double D as he strengthened her back muscle to handle the new weight.

He loved the size of her areoles which were much larger than average and he cut her nipples into the classic shape that natural baby bottle nipples took after. Of course he made them very sensitive, too.

He removed all the hair from her body below her hair line and corrected her eye sight to 20-20 while straightening and fixing her teeth. He made her feet dainty and smaller half their original size and straightened her toes which she had damaged when she was a child by wearing shoes too that were too small. But he wasn't done. He enlarged her labia and made her pussy as sensitive as all his agents. When he installed her diamond she almost passed out from the pleasure.

He evened her skin tone to the rich dark brown and brightened the red of her pussy.

Lastly, because he understood the hair issue that Black women suffered John made her hair as manageable as she wanted it to be. It was another unique feature; in short, Erica could wear her hair in any style that she could imagine. If she wanted the weave look she could easily have it, only it would be her own hair. She could easily then go to a short Afro style. She could change the color with a thought. Split-ends and pool chlorine would never be a problem.

When John was done she was shocked by what she saw staring back at her. It was her, but a more refined Erica Green. She was a knock out! She was afraid to move as if it would ruin the illusion. She blinked and noticed that John was now naked sporting the largest cock she'd ever seen on a white man and it was growing harder, thicker and longer.

"Whoa, big fella, Erica said. "I am a lesbian, I don't do cock."

"Are you sure, Erica? I heard that you love cock, as much as you love pussy, maybe more." John told her as she shuddered, and her pussy began to weep.

The sight of John growing man stick had made her question when she'd made that decision and why. "Damn!" She thought, "He's right. If he doesn't fuck me soon I might go insane."