Incest/Taboo Alien Mind Control from Planet P

"But I am, Mother!" Candice asserted savagely. "I control your sexuality now. All of it! Not Dad. Not you! Me!" She squeezed Miriam's breasts tightly again, to let her know who was in charge, causing Miriam to inhale abruptly. "Your heavy fucking breasts, your tits, Mother, they both belong to me now!" Candice declared. "I'm going to take you now, Mother, sexually, just like Dad does. I'm going to take your body, all of you, and make you mine!"

Miriam looked at Candice with an undescribable swirled mixture of pleasure and horror, as her daughter's hands grasped her breasts possessively. It was as if she were living a dream, one in which she had no control. All she knew was that her vagina and clitoris were burning with relief, and that she would do anything, anything at all, to get release.

"And here's something else that belongs to me," Candice added, putting two fingers inside Miriam's vagina.

"Oh!" Miriam cried, as the sensation was magnified by the pheromones.

Candice withdrew her hand, and raised shiny fingers in the air. "You're all wet, Mother! How can that be? Aren't you ashamed that your body is responding so well to the touch of your very own little girl?"

"Yes," Miriam whispered, her mind full of arousal and angst.

"And what else do I sense?" Candice asked, probing Miriam's mind even as she continued to masturbate her. "Is it the fear, the fear of discovery of our sordid deed? What happens when Father discovers how much you enjoy my touch? Or the neighbors? Or the rest of our family?"

"No! Oh no!" Miriam cried. "Please don't tell anyone!"

"You'll do whatever I say, won't you, to keep your shameful secret?"

"Yes!" Miriam cried, while Candice pumped two fingers in and out of her to reinforce her dominance, admiring the view of Miriam's wet pink slit surrounded by her dark furry bush being digitally penetrated. At the same time, Candice absorbed more of her mother's angst and fear, making her feel sexy and powerful.

Feel how good it is! Drain it all! mORE! mORE! the Voice implored.

Candice, absorbing her mother's shame and fears, instinctively tried to heighten it further, to drain even more from her. "Look at you, with your shameless erect nipples! Does the feeling of your daughter's naked body rubbing against yours make you so hard, so aroused, Mother?"

"Yesssss," Miriam cried out shamefully.

"You no longer have the right to call yourself my mother," Candice declared, twisting Miriam's titties so hard that she gasped. "You are just another woman, not even a woman, a slut, a slut with indiscriminate sexual needs, who will take satisfaction wherever she can find it!"

Candice got on top of her mother and ground her nether lips roughly against Miriam's. "No, it's gone even beyond that. I'm the mother now. I'm the mother, and you're the wayward little girl." She stared into Miriam's eyes, establishing her dominance as she drove her groin in a circular motion ever more tightly against her mother's. "Call me Mommie, Miriam! Say it!"

"No," Miriam groaned, her head swaying.

Candice slapped her mother in the face.

Smack!

Miriam reacted with shock and surprise.

"Say it!" she said again.

Smack!

Candice moved upwards slightly to grind her clitoral hood against her mother's. "Say it!" she commanded again.

And Miriam felt so hot, so bothered, so out of control, that she whispered, "Yes, you're my Mommie! Please, please, don't hurt me, Mommie!"

Candice felt the most incredible tingling in her clit as she felt her mother's intense feelings of fear and submissiveness. It was an incredible buzz, even better in some ways than a physical orgasm. She grinned as she looked down at her mewling mother. She had broken her. "I'm not going to hurt you, baby, as long as you're a good little girl." She relished the helplessness in her mother's eyes, and heard her whimper fearfully, and her mind and her clit feasted again on her mother's feeling of submission, of total surrender, and it was the most joyous kind of emotional energy of all to suck from her mother, coursing through Candice's mind and her breasts and her vagina and her entire body!

Miriam groaned and whimpered, "Yes, Mommie, I'll do anything you say." As Candice looked down at her mother, just laying there with her heavy breasts and bushy cunt, having been so thoroughly broken, so thoroughly made lesser, Candice absorbed the feeling of her mother's sexual submissiveness through Us, and the feel was so incredible, so incredibly juicy, that it was enough to drive Candice over the edge, and at that moment she climaxed, mentally and physically, crying out with extreme joy!

Thank you! She cried out wordlessly as her body went stiff as an enormous tidal wave of erotic pleasure washed over her.

Candice gasped, slowly regaining situational awareness as the tides of orgasm slowly receded within her. She looked down at her mother, still suffering under her relentless touch, under her relentless desire which Candice and We had kindled in her together. "You look like you're still in need, Miriam," said Candice, no longer calling her 'mother'. She rubbed Miriam's clitoris relentlessly. "Would you like me to put out the fire inside you?"

"Yes," Miriam gasped.

Miriam looked helplessly at her former daughter on top of her. Her eyes were wide, like a child totally lost in need, while Candice dominated her fully. The feeling of control over her former mother made Candice's nipples even harder.

"Yes what?" Candice said, rubbing her clit in an even tighter circle.

"Yes Mommie," said Miriam, in a little girl's voice. "Please, Mommie, please, make it stop!" She was out of her mind. She would say anything to climax.

It was time! Time to make Mother part of Us! Candice felt her entire body trembling with anticipation without a doubt in her thoroughly rewired brain. This is what she had been made for!

With a trembling hand Candice slowly reached down and inserted two fingers into her vagina. She felt the oily goodness inside her and smiled. When she pulled her fingers out, they were glistening with a clear wetness which gleamed in the bright living room lights. Serum. She held it up proudly for Miriam to see. "I have just the thing to make you feel better," Candice said.

"What... what is that?" Miriam asked.

"Something special," Candice smirked. "Something I know you'll just love!" And then, without a shred of doubt in her mind, she reached down and roughly thrust her fingers deep inside Miriam's vagina, making her gasp anew.

"It burns! What was that?" Miriam cried.

"Your reward, for being such a good little girl," said Candice mockingly. "And there's more where that came from!" She wet her fingers within herself and penetrated her mother again. And then, after giving Miriam a third round of Serum, Candice looked down at her mother and savored the moment. She saw the gorgeous sexually mature women who had given birth to her, a woman who was now her sexual slave. She looked at her mother's heavy breasts and wooly cuntlips and dazed, submissive expression and smiled. Miriam would make a great addition to Us.

Candice cocked her head as if listening to an unheard voice and got to work finishing Miriam off, giving her the relief she had so desperately earned.

She masturbated Miriam's clit with her finger, going in rapidly quickening circles, with a mocking smile on her face.

"Oh... oh... oh... yes, faster, please!" Miriam cried.

"Faster... what?"

Miriam looked into her daughter's eyes. "Faster... Mommy!"

Candice gave a wolfish grin and gave her mother the reward she needed. Miriam gasped with increasing frequency, as she got closer and closer to the edge... and then over it! Her entire body shuddered, she cried out and gasped with pleasure, her heavy breasts heaving, her sweaty body convulsing.

As Miriam came down from her high, Candice looked at her scornfully. "What that good, Miriam?" Candice said mockingly. "I hope so. It was your last orgasm as a free woman."

And then, just a few seconds later, Miriam started to feel the burning feeling rising from her vagina.

"The burning feeling... it's getting stronger," Miriam gasped.

"Here, let me help," said Candice, and she locked her lips over her mother's, preventing her from saying another word. Miriam tried to cry out, but her voice was muffled by lust. Miriam felt the pain rise through her chest, but the feeling of her daughter's lips, grinding against her own, almost canceled it out.

And then the pain was gone, and there was a quiet period, for about twenty minutes, where they lay together, side by side, and Miriam considered what they had just done.

"What... what just happened?" Miriam asked, finding it hard to think through the haze in her mind.

"I have Infected you, Mother," said Candice proudly. She had never been prouder of anything in her life.

Miriam couldn't understand any of this. "Infected me? With what?"

"With Us," said Candice smugly, rubbing her mother's vaginal lips.

"I don't understand," said Miriam.

"You will," said Candice. "And once you do, you'll Infect Dad."

Miriam was bewildered. "I will? Why?"

"So Dad can Infect the world."

"I... I still don't understand," she said.

"You will," Candice grinned. She played with Miriam's big, floppy breasts, and ran a hand through her vaginal lips. Miriam shivered. It all belonged to Candice now, her mind, her body, her cunt. Candice would enjoy taking her mother, again and again.

And then Miriam grabbed her head and screamed.

A moment later, Miriam turned to her daughter and, with a blank expression, said, "Contact has been made."

Candice gave her mother a big kiss and squeezed her large breasts in a way that made her moan. "Welcome to Us, Miriam," said Candice. She eyed her conquest. "You are to serve me in every way."

"I will serve you in every way," said Miriam.

"When I come home from school every day, you will be waiting for me, at the door, wearing a sheer, transparent shirt, no bra, a miniskirt, dark pantyhose, and crotchless panties."

"I understand."

"You will service all my needs, as well as any guests I invite home to sample you, like my dear friend Whitney."

"Yes, dear."

"You will always call me Mommy when we are alone. Is that clear?"

"Yes Mommy," said Miriam.

"But first you have to fuck Dad. Infect him and make him part of Us."

"You want me to Infect... your father?" she blinked, looking hesitant.

"Is that a problem?" said Candice evenly.

"I... I don't know..." Miriam's mind had been altered to obey Candice, but her loyalty and love for Fred had been largely left intact. Suddenly she grabbed her head. "I feel a tingling."

"You're being reprogrammed to fuck Dad," said Candice, grinning.

"No!" Miriam cried.

"Don't try to fight it. Don't even think about it!" Candice ordered. "Get over here! Get over here now!" She pointed to her lap.

Still clutching her head, Miriam slowly came over to sit down on Candice's lap. Instead, Candice rotated her so that Miriam was face down, with her ass on her lap.

"So big, so juicy, so firm..." Candice murmured, running her hand over her mother's voluminous ass cheeks. They quivered like jelly. "And so very spankable." And then the first blow came down, and Miriam yelped, even as more blows landed, one after another after another.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Stop, please stop! I have to think! I have to concentrate!" said Miriam, simultaneously being bombarded by the pain in her backside and the feelings of her brain being rewired.

"No Miriam, you can't fight it!" said Candice. The irony of the situation was totally lost on Candice. Less than an hour ago, she had been the one crying out, trying to focus as her mind was being reprogrammed.

But an hour ago might as well have been a thousand years in the past. For Candice was part of Us now. She relished the taking and transformation of her mother, eagerly absorbing more of her fear and anguish as her mind was reprogrammed.

Candice's clitoris grew stiff as she continued to spank Miriam's ass. She loved the cool, smooth feeling of her mother's behind, the way the soft globes shuddered under her open handed assault. She loved the look of embarrassment on Miriam's face as her ass started to turn red.

Miriam's head was flooded with images of sex with her husband Fred. More and more connections in her brain were formed about it. Soon it was all she could think of. All her instincts to protect him from Infection had been severed, cut free from the rest of her neural net.

Soon Miriam was moaning in pleasure as she imagined Infecting Fred, even as her ass turned a shade of delicate vaginal pink.

"Oooooh!" Miriam cried. And then she fell silent.

Candice stopped spanking her. She sat Miriam up, and smiled when her mother winced.

"Ow!" said Miriam, as she sat more gingerly on the sofa cushions.

"A little sensitive, down there, little girl?" Candice said mockingly.

Miriam nodded.

"So how do you feel about Infecting Dad now?" Candice asked, as she played with a nipple.

I must infect Fred. It is the most important thing I can do for us.

"I must Infect Fred. It is the most important thing I can do for Us," said Miriam, giving a wicked smile.

"That's right, Mother," said Candice, rubbing her tenderly now. "When do you plan to do it?"

"Tonight," said Miriam thickly. "I will Infect him tonight."

You have done well, Candice heard in her head.

Candice grinned widely, fondling one of Miriam's teats which was as hard as an eraser point. "Very good, Miriam. And when you're done with Dad, drop by my room. I'll have one or two other things for you to do."

"Yes, Mommie," said Miriam obediently.

As they got dressed, Candice grabbed one of Miriam's breasts and said, "I really enjoyed your. Your rich feelings of shame and embarrassment were so... delicious." She had already decided she was going to take Mother again, after she had accomplished her primary task.

"I'm so glad, dear," Miriam smiled, even as Candice cupped her ass possessively.

Miriam's whole perspective had changed. She now existed to service Us.

Candice frowned as she saw a dark spot on her panties. Suddenly she realized she was starting to get her period. Then she smiled as she got an inspired idea.

Inspired by Us.

When Douglas Kendrik came home that night, he was surprised to see that Miriam had put out the finest dishes on the dinner table and cooked an elaborate pot roast for him. She was also dressed in a low cut black gown that her breasts were practically falling out of. Her intentions couldn't be more obvious even if she had worn a glowing neon sign over her breasts.

"What's all this?" Kendrik asked. "What's the occasion?"

"No occasion," Miriam smiled. "I just thought we might have a romantic night together."

"I don't know, Honey, I'm pretty tired," said Kendrik.

Miriam reached over and gave him a passionate kiss. "But, maybe I could find some energy," Kendrik said, reconsidering.

Miriam laughed.

"Where's Candice?"

"Upstairs. I asked her to give us some privacy." Miriam winked at him.

"Boy, you are into something tonight," said Kendrik. "Something about you is... different."

"Different?" Miriam smiled.

"You look like you're... full of energy."

"I'm all charged up," she said, rubbing against him. Actually, she had just been drained by Candice. But the Voice had compensated by giving her a strong burning feeling between her legs. We were getting her in the proper mood. She had to exert real will power to keep herself from raping Douglas where he sat before the entree was even served.

They enjoyed a romantic dinner together, the best in a long time. Miriam reflected that it was ironic that it took We to bring her together with Douglas, who had been distant for years. After dinner they started snuggling, and it didn't take too much of the pheromone to persuade Douglas to take things to the bedroom.

From there, things might have gone as they always went with someone who was to be Infected, but the Voice had given her a special idea. Douglas, feeling the full effects of the pheromone, was wild to get into her, but Miriam had other plans. She pushed him down on the bed and sucked his nipples. Then she took out some linen strips.

"What are those for?" Douglas asked.

Miriam didn't answer, but started to tie his arms and legs to the bedposts.

"Wait..." said Douglas feebly. He wanted to object, but his mind was too clouded.

Miriam looked at her husband, totally nude, tied to the bed, his member painfully erect. She was fully in charge, for the first time ever. And now she must carry out the Voice's plan. She moved to the bed, and prepared to mount him, and Infect him with Us.

And then the door to the bedroom open and Candice entered, wearing nothing but a bathrobe.

Douglas was horrified. He was naked and erect in front of his daughter, and couldn't even move his hands to cover himself. "Candice, what are you doing here? Get out now!" he yelled.

"You don't give the orders around here anymore, Father," said Candice smugly.

Douglas struggled with his bonds. "Miriam, untie me!"

Miriam just stood there.

"Well, what are you standing there for?" Douglas yelled.

"Miriam doesn't obey you any longer, Father," Candice smiled. "Do you, Miriam?"

Miriam obediently got on her knees, put her hands behind her back, and bowed her head. "What are you orders, Mommie?"

"Mommie? Did Miriam just call you Mommie?" said Douglas.

"Yes, Father," said Candice, taking off her robe. She was totally nude underneath it.

"Candice, what are you doing?" Douglas asked, clearly horrified.

"Just making a little change of plans, Father," said Candice. "You see, originally Mother was supposed to Infect you. But I decided I couldn't resist doing it myself."

That had been the original plan. But We had been so impressed with Candice's transformation, by the way she brought Miriam into Us and so thoroughly dominated her, that We had decided to allow Candice to bring Douglas into Us as well... in addition to giving her other rewards suited to her new position.

"What are you talking about?" said Douglas. "And why are you both acting so strangely?"

Candice gave a smile and sat on the bed by his side. She started to gently stroke his penis. Douglas looked about to object, but Candice gave him a hard glance. "Dad, do you remember the expedition that came back from Planet D?"

Douglas looked at her oddly. What a subject to be talking about now! But he nodded, waiting to see where this led.

"They brought something else back with them," said Candice, her face leaning close to his. "A virus. An intelligent virus. One that controls the mind," said Candice.

"No, this is a bad joke," said Douglas.

"No joke," said Candice, slowly breaking out into a little smile. "It's a virus. And can you guess how it's spread?" She squeezed his penis and watched his face as he began to understand. "Yes. Through sexual contact," said Candice.

"No," said Douglas, shaking his head.

"And so I am going to Infect you," said Candice.

"What? Why?" Douglas asked, panicking even through the haze of the pheromones.

"We need you, Father. We need you to declare a national epidemic emergency."

"But there is no epidemic," said Douglas.

"There will be," said Candice. "And then you, as a trusted public servant, will direct the public to get a special inoculation."

"Inoculation?"

"The virus," said Candice, smiling as she continued to fondle his penis.

"No," said Douglas, shaking his head. "No."

"Yes, Father." Candice's eyes were shining. "You will be single handedly responsible for infecting a greater chunk of humanity than anyone else on the entire planet. Just think of it! Millions of people dutifully getting their flu shot. Only it won't be protecting them, it will be Infecting them. And you will be responsible for each and every Infection."

"No!" Douglas cried again. He looked into her eyes and saw the alien thing living within them. He knew she was speaking the truth, that he would be responsible for enslaving millions of people.

Candice laughed and climbed on top of him, careful to keep her now very wet nether opening away from his penis. "It makes me so excited to think about all the people you will be responsible for Infecting," she said, grinding her body against his. "That's why I didn't want to let Miriam do it herself. I wanted to do the honors."

"Miriam! Help me!" Douglas cried.

But Miriam was still on her knees, sobbing quietly as she watched Candice grind her pubis against Douglas's erect organ.

"A waste of breath, Dad. She belongs to Us now. Specifically, she belongs to me," said Candice. The feeling of Candice's furry bush against his erect organ was incredible. "You will obey me now, Father, just as Mother does. You will obey me, and you will never have sex with Mother again without my permission. Do you understand?"

"No... no... this can't be happening... this can't be real," said Douglas.

"But it is. Are you ready, Father? Ready to join Us?" Candice asked.

"Please, Candice. If there's anything left of you inside, think about what you're doing," said Douglas. "You're my daughter! You can't do this!"

Candice took Douglas's penis in her hand and leaned her groin towards it. "I was your daughter. But I belong to a more important family now. I belong to Us. And now it's time for you to join Us, Father!"

"No, don't do it!" Douglas cried.

Candice laughed as she carefully raised his organ, which, despite his terror, was as hard as a rock. She carefully aligned it with her lower entrance. She waited until she had his full undivided attention, until the terror of the moment had fully sunk in. She saw it in his eyes, the tremendous fear of the unknown, and she felt it in her mind, the waves of unrelenting fear and terror. It felt so delicious!

And then, smoothly and easily, Candice slid her father into herself without a hint of hesitation. He was no longer her father; he was simply a new acquisition for Us.

She smiled as she glided up and down on his penis.

"Do you like this, Father? Do you like feeling me inside you? Enjoy it, because it's the last time you're going to have sex in this household ever again," said Candice.

Douglas looked down and his jaw dropped open. His penis was suddenly coated in red streaks.

"Yes, I just started having my period," Candice grinned, noticing his stare. "It's so appropriate to have your penis coated in blood, isn't it, Father? Blood is symbolic of birth. And you, Father, are going to help us give birth to millions of Us!"

Douglas looked down at his blood coated penis, and the enormity of what he was about to do, of what he was about to be made to do, struck him with agony. He cried out even as Candice laughed.

She grabbed his head in her hands and started to feel his anguish. It was wonderful. Douglas's feeling of terror was tremendous. There was wave after wave of it. It filled her like no meal ever had.

Yes! Drain him! Drain it all!

And there was more. In addition to terror, there was the shame, the shame of having sex with his own daughter. And the fear, the fear of what he was about to become, of what he would be compelled to do. His emotional fear was so delicious, it was even more enjoyable than his rock hard penis that Candice rode up and down upon. Each time she moved up and down it was with the secure knowledge that the tip of his penis was absorbing Serum, which would quickly move into her father's body and take control of his mind.

"I'm starting to feel a burning," said Douglas.

"And you'll feel still more," promised Candice. "We'd better get you your orgasm I promised before the pain gets too great." She started to ride him more rapidly. "Come for me, Father. Come because you want to."

Under normal circumstances Douglas could never have climaxed with his daughter riding him while he was tied up and about to have his mind taken over by an alien virus.

But circumstances were far from normal. His brain was practically fried by all the pheromone Miriam and then Candice had put on him. His penis and balls were bursting with the need to release. And so in moments Douglas felt himself crying out, and to his enormous shame he released inside his 18 year old daughter.

"Very good, Father," said Candice mockingly. She dismounted him, smiling as she wiped her nether lips, and then slowly untied his cloth bindings. "You won't be needing these any more."

"What's... what's happening to me?" Douglas felt the burning sensation rising in his body. He felt confused and lethargic.

"You're being infected. You have about 20 minutes. Let's see if we can put that time to productive use. Miriam, come here."

Douglas's eyes widened as he watched Candice sit on the edge of the bed with her legs spread wide, and then even more as Miriam got between her legs.

"Mommie?" said Miriam, looking a bit uncertain.

Candice put a hand on the back of Miriam's head and pulled her towards her groin. "You know what to do." She gave her mother a filthy grin.

And then, to Douglas's tremendous horror, Miriam started to pleasure her 18 year old daughter.

"Miriam, what are you doing?" Douglas cried.

"What does it look like she's doing, Father?" Candice grinned. "Ooooh," she gasped.

Miriam pulled her mouth back for a moment. "Am I doing it right, Mommie?"

"You're doing it perfectly, baby girl, keep it up!" Candice gasped.

"No... no, this can't be happening!" said Douglas. He tried to sit up, but felt weak, dizzy even. "Miriam, she's your daughter!"

"Not any more, Father," said Candice sternly, as her clitoris was richly stimulated. "Mother works for Us now. As you will be, any second now. Ooooh.... Ahhhhh...." Her body shuddered.

A moment later, Douglas felt a series of stabbing pains in his head. He cried out and grabbed his head. "It hurts! It hurts!"

And then his face suddenly went blank. Then he said, "Contact has been made."

"About time," said Candice, pushing Miriam's face away with the flat of her hand as she got up and stretched. "You know what you have to do, Father?"

Douglas spoke woodenly. "I have to announce a medical emergency, and arrange the distribution of the Serum so everyone might join Us."

He spoke without any hesitation. Some people like Anna would have fought being part of a plan to Infect of the entire human race. But Douglas's will to resist was not nearly as strong.

Douglas blinked, as he considered the logistics of the enslavement of humanity. "Where will the Serum come from?"

"That will be provided to you. Will you need any assistance?" Candice asked.

"I may need to Infect some key members of my advisory team."

"We will provide some individuals to help you with that."

Douglas nodded, and moved to get up. But Candice's slender hand restrained him. "Wait. One more thing. You obey me now, Father. I lead our family unit as far as We are concerned."

"Of course," said Douglas.

"You will never touch Mother again in a sexual way."

"Never?" A look of concern crossed Douglas's face. "Then how, how will I-"

"Use your hand. In the shower," Candice said.

"Of course." Douglas got up with a blank expression, and, looking at his former wife nude on her hands and knees, hesitated a moment, making eye contact with her, then turned abruptly and headed to the bathroom.

Anna looked with satisfaction at a map of the world, which was focused on America. Every red mark on the map was an estimate of where some of Us were. The heaviest concentration of red was around Charleston, South Carolina, where Kiawah Island was located, but there were starting to be red spots, representing individual Infecteds, in nearly every major city--New York, Chicago, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and even some international cities. And they were spreading, fast.

All was going well. Anna had arranged to rent warehouses and electrical equipment such as incubators which were needed for Our projects. She was an efficient administrator and We recognized that. But from time to time she thought about Worth. We let her send him messages, to give her an emotional outlet, but she wanted more. She wanted to see him, to be with him, to feel his touch.

Soon. Soon the two of you will be together. We promise it.​