Institute of Apotheosis Research Ch. 26

Now I was working with Henry to form the Mother Fucking Club at our college. I smiled. It was recruitment time.

I let out a giddy giggle as I marched into the school's pool, a swim class going on. Coach Bronson, a brown-haired, butch-looking woman marched around the edge in a red, one piece bathing suit, her hair cut bull-dyke short. She looked up at me and said, "Cherry, what are you doing here?"

"You have a son, right?" I asked, using my powers for the first time and... I hardly felt anything. Of course that was the sort of question a woman would answer.

"Yeah," she said.

"Welcome to the Mother Fucking Club," I said, my hands on my hips.

I stepped past her and marched up to the pool. "Everyone, your attention."

A slight tingle raced through my thoughts as the college students turned to face me. The girls all wore one-piece bathing suits similar to the coach while the guys had on swimming trunks, their chests bare. The old me would have ogled the cuter guys, but I wasn't on the road to slutdom any longer.

I smiled and said, "Good, good. Coach Bronson has joined the Mother Fucking Club, which means she's a slut that loves cocks."

"I do?" the coach said while I groaned.

It was intense. Henry described it like a thousand, thousand needless tabbing into your mind as you rewrote someone's brain waves. It felt worse. Icicles plunged into my mind. I million of them the size of a sliver. My thoughts quivered around them. Darkness flooded across my entire vision. I groaned, swaying.

"Yes, you do," I panted through the pain. "You're a slut for cock now! You'll let any guy fuck you! It makes you wet! You like being gangbanged! And to prove it, you're going to go kneel on the far side of the pool and take on all comers." I turned to the students in the pools, my mind prickling and racing. I clenched my hands into fists. I could do this.

I would serve my boyfriend. I would make Henry happy!

"Boys, you want to join the Mother Fucking Club! To do so, you have to bring your mothers to the gym at 5 PM today. If you can do that, then you can go fuck Coach Bronson right now!"

I swayed. I almost collapsed as I affected the dozen or so guys. I took a step back, stars exploding across my vision. I wanted to cry out against the freezing fires raging through my brain. My fingers flexed as water splashed.

"What the fuck, Cherry?" Eloise, a blonde, groaned as she waded to the pools edge. "You are saying just crazy things and--"

"Holy shit, Coach Bronson's stripping naked," gasped Loren, another girl in the pool.

"Girls," I said, "don't worry about what's going on over there." More pain, but it was growing easier. "Get out of the pool, strip naked, and line up before me. Now! Move it!"

My toes flexed in my shoes. I drew in deep breaths, almost choking on the scent of chlorine filling the room. The girls were moving, splashing as they climbed out of the pool while my mind recovered from rewiring their brains. Water dripped off their bodies, their hair trapped beneath rubber caps. Those came off first, the girls interpreting my commands in a way that put off stripping naked for as long as they could. They all looked at me with such fearful, confused glances, not understanding why they were exposing their breasts to me, peeling down their swimsuits.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, fuck my cunt, Austin!" moaned Coach Bronson. "I haven't had a dick since college! I didn't think I'd miss them."

"Such a slut, coach!" Austin groaned.

I smiled then faced the girls. Eloise struggled to hide both her bountiful breasts, but also her pussy, her right arm pressed tight about her tits, her left hand cupping her pubic mound. Other girls tried to do the same thing as they struggled to hide their bodies from me.

"Stop covering yourselves," I said. "Show me everything."

Terrie, a brunette, whimpered as she exposed her brown bush, her hair soft and curly. She bit her lip then tears spilled down her eyes. "W-what are you doing to us, Cherry?"

"Inspecting you," I said and thrust my hand between Eloise's thighs first. She gasped as I caressed her cunt, her big tits jiggling before me, almost brushing me as I probed into her flesh. She was wet but from pool water, not excitement. I thrust a finger into her dry cunt.

She winced.

"You are a slut," I told her. "Slut's are wet all the time." I turned to the other girls, my thoughts prickling. This wasn't as hard for them to accent. None of them thought they were sluts. Yet.. "Pay attention. A slut will let anyone, even their own son or daughter, fuck them. A slut wants to become a mommy-slut and will get pregnant as fast as possible. See those boys over there. They got cocks. A great place to try to get knocked up." I stared Eloise in the eyes. "Right, slut?"

"Right!" she gasped and darted away, her pussy growing hot right before her movement pulled her cunt off my digits. "Boys, boys! Someone needs to fuck me! I'm a slut, too!"

I grinned and slid over to Terrie. My fingers slid into her soft bush, reaching for her pussy. "Are you a slut?"

"No, no," she answered as I brushed her folds. "I'm not. I'm not like Eloise. I'm--"

She gasped as I thrust a pair of fingers into her cunt. "Where's your hymen, Terrie? Did you break it playing sports? Or did you let a guy fuck you?"

"My boyfriend," she whimpered, her eyes widening as I pumped in and out of her.

"You are a slut," I purred. Her suddenly juicy cunt clenched down on me. Then she raced to the boys, her feet slapping by the pool. "No running by the pool! You don't want to get hurt! You're a slut, not an idiot."

She slowed to a brisk walk.

I shivered, sliding to the next girl. "Veva, are you a slut?" I asked, my hand shoving between her thighs. "Do you have a hymen?"

"I'm not a slut, but... I don't have a hymen." She groaned as my fingers rubbed through her flesh. "I'm eighteen. What girl at eighteen is still a virgin?"

"I was," I told her, jamming fingers into her depth. "Slut."

She groaned, shuddered, then hurried--as fast as she could without running--to the growing orgy. Already Eloise and Terrie had guys fucking their cunts. I moved to the next girl. In moments, Loren rushed after Veva, eager to be bred. Then Lexa went scurrying, her fiery hair bouncing about her pale shoulders.

Was there a virgin in this class? I had to find new girlfriends for my dad and for Henry's three friends. Pure girls who weren't sluts. They deserved to have them. Henry told me so. It was nice he included my dad in that since my mother was a cheating whore.

Emily, another redhead, trembled, her round breasts jiggling. Her hands twitched like she wanted to cover her tits. "Well, are you going to disappoint me?"

"No, Cherry," she whimpered. "I... I have a hymen."

My hand shot between her thighs. I gasped as I rubbed at her pussy through her bush and felt that precious membrane of skin covering her inner depths. A wave of hot delight washed through me. I found one.

"Sit down on the bleachers, virgin," I told her. "You are not a slut."

The girl gave a big sigh of relief and darted to the bleachers. She sat down as I shifted to the next girl. I knew Piper was a slut before I even thrust my fingers into her cunt. She was caught cheating on her boyfriend last month at a party. She hurried off to get fucked and bred. I had hopes for Nelle and Dixie purity, but they both proved sluts, too.

Then I came to black-haired and petite Winter. She trembled, her little titties jiggling, but she had a smile on her lips. She looked like someone who thought she could please me. My pussy clenched. She had a bush. A good sign even though I shaved my virgin pussy. But I was a borderline slut before Henry rescued me. Winter also possessed a certain innocent cuteness about her.

I shoved my hand between Winter's thighs. I caressed her pussy, finding her juicy already. I parted her tight slit, stroked up her folds, and made her shudder. She smiled as I felt her hymen, her eyebrows lifting.

"I'm not a slut," she said proudly. "I'm a good girl."

"Yes, you are a good girl," I said, my pussy molten. I glanced at the last two girls. Both had shaved pussies. "You two have hymens?"

They both shook their heads. Ollie, the girl closest to me, groaned as she asked, "Are we sluts?"

"Yep. You are both sluts." My thoughts tingled. They raced to join the orgy, the guys grunting and groaning as they used the girls. Eloise and Terrie were in a sixty-nine, no doubt licking each other clean. I shuddered, loving what I'd done.

Now I needed my own satisfaction.

I plopped down between Winter and Emily, looking back and forth between them. "You're not sluts, but you do like eating pussy." My thoughts burned as I said those words. I savored the pain. It meant I was controlling someone. For Henry. "Right now, you want to eat my pussy. Together. Just feast on me to thank me for saving you from being like those sluts over there."

"Yes," Winter moaned, her face twisting, her small titties jiggling. "Of course, Cherry, we are so grateful. We don't want to be filthy."

"No, no," Emily groaned, her rounder tits quivering. She slipped off the bench. "Let us thank you. We'll eat your pussy so well."

I grinned in delight and hiked my skirt, exposing my shaved, juicy cunt. I glistened, my pussy clean of any cum thanks to my slut-mommy's hungry tongue. My sweet musk rose over the smell of chlorine. I let the sounds of the orgy wash over me as the two virgin girls knelt before me. Their faces pressed together as they leaned forward to lick at my crotch.

Green and hazel eyes looked up at me as Emily and Winter nuzzled into my pussy. I felt two lips, two sets of tongues, lap through my folds. I groaned, reveling in my new powers. It was incredible to enjoy. It was outstanding to experience. Their tongues were timid, brushing across my labia, not digging deep.

But it was still hot. I mind-controlled them into eating my cunt.

"Mmm, you can do better," I purred. "You have nothing to be afraid of. Eating pussy doesn't make you a slut. So enjoy yourselves."

"Yes!" Emily said brightly while my thoughts hardly buzzed at all. She lapped harder, brushing my clit, the redhead eager to love me.

"Mmm, you taste so good, Cherry," moaned Winter. "So sweet. Is that where your nickname comes from?"

"Sure!" I lied then gasped as Winter's tongue fluttered into my pussy. She swirled it around inside of me.

"Are you a slut?" Winter asked after a moment. "You don't have a hymen."

"My boyfriend claimed my cherry," I said. "We're they type of girls who only want one man to fuck us. He is the man we love with all our hearts. The man we're devoted to because he's strong and handsome and loves us back."

"Yes!" groaned Emily, her green eyes glossy with passion. "I've always wanted that!"

"I'm so glad!" Winter moaned. "I can't wait to meet him. My pussy is so on fire, but..."

"But you won't let anyone fuck you but your boyfriend. Ever!" My thoughts prickled ever so slightly.

The virgins both moaned their delight then buried their mouths back into my snatch. I shuddered at the feel of them licking and lapping through me. My eyes fluttered. It was incredible to feel. I reveled in this amazing moment as they lapped and licked at my cunt. They feasted on me, driving me wild with their pleasure.

My hands squeezed my tits through my blouse as their eyes shone up at me. Their tongues caressed my labia and brushed my clit. Winter jammed her tongue deep into my pussy, swirling around while Emily sucked and nibbled on my clit.

"Just like that!" I gasped. "That's how you love pussy! Mmm, whenever your boyfriend wants you to, you'll eat pussy. It's the best when it's a slut's cunt full of his jizz."

"I bet it is!" Emily moaned between sucks on my clit.

Winter moaned her agreement into my cunt.

I shuddered, my toes curling. My eyes stared up at the ceiling as I reveled in my new powers. Their tongues were bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm. My hands grasped their hair, Winter's black strands finer, but both felt like silk. I clutched them tight, pulling them into my pussies. They feasted on me. Their tongues danced around me. It was incredible.

I loved it.

My eyes fluttered. My heart thundered in my chest as their mouths feasted on me. They drove me wild. They sucked and nibbled on my flesh. They devoured me while I squirmed and groaned. Their tongues flicked up and down my slit, swapping places.

Winter's tongue circled my clit now, stroking my bud, while Emily fucked hers in and out of my cunt like a mini-cock. It was incredible to feel. It was amazing delight to experience. I never wanted it to stop. I drank in the sensations as they made my body shudder.

My orgasm built faster and faster. My pussy grew tighter, hotter. Winter sucked hard on my clit. A powerful surge of pleasure spiked into my cunt. I bucked on the seats, fingers digging into my tits through my blouse.

"Fuck, yes!" I moaned as my orgasms burst through me. "Henry! Oh, Henry, I wish you were here to see this!"

My juices gushed out of me. They bathed the virgin's faces. They licked and lapped at my cunt, driving me wild. I groaned and whimpered. My eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure burned through my mind. It soothed away any lingering ache from using my powers for the first time.

Stars burst through my vision as I bucked. The sweet girls kept bathing me with their tongues as the pleasure flowed through my body. My legs kicked out. My heart hammered in my chest. It was such an incredible delight to experience.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" I groaned. "Ooh, that's amazing! You are both such good pussy lickers and... Yes!"

I came again as Winter nibbled on my clit with her rubbery lips. My pussy convulsed so hard around Emily's probing tongue. More cream squirted out of me. My head leaned back while my body bucked.

They gave me such pleasure. They had me moaning and gasping, screaming out louder than the sounds of the orgy to the right. My fingers clenched and relaxed as the naughty virgins feasted upon me. It was incredible.

This was such an amazing pleasure to experience. It had me gasping, moaning. I whimpered as my thighs squeezed tight about their heads, pressing their cheeks together as they drowned me in so much rapture.

"You two virgins are amazing!" I gasped, my pussy and clit starting to ache from so much rapture, grown hypersensitive. "Ooh, that's enough thanking me for now!"

"Yes, Cherry!" moaned Emily, lifting her face, her features smeared with my cream, her green eyes glazed. Her hands were between her thighs, rubbing herself.

So were Winter's. I smiled, loving the sight of them masturbating their virgin cunts while they pleasured me. I shuddered then felt like such a Goddess. They were worshiping me. I was divine, the consort of the God Henry. His chosen woman.

His... wife.

"Mmm, you two were amazing," I said. "You worshiped me."

"We did," Emily said, sounding half-dazed.

"Now, I bet you both are eager to have boyfriends so you can be fucked," I said.

They nodded.

"From now on, you, Emily, love Noah Hayley. You're his girlfriend. You are utterly devoted to him and him alone."

Emily's eyes widened while my thoughts burned. "He's so cute! I... I like nerdy guys. I must, right? If I love him?"

I nodded my head as I turned to the other virgin. "And Winter, you love Teo Rojas. You're his girlfriend always. You only want him. Crave him. You love him with all your heart."

"Of course I do," Winter said. "Ooh, he's cute. And now he's my boyfriend! I'm so happy! We're not sluts, Emily."

"No, we're not!" Emily said, such joy in her eyes.

"Fuck my slut-cunt!" howled Eloise from the other side of the pool.

"Cum in my asshole!" moaned Coach Bronson.

"Yes, yes, yes! Jizz on my tits!" howled Veva.

"And remember, girlfriends never get jealous of their boyfriends when they fuck sluts," I told them.

~ ** ~

Henry Archer

Cherry sauntered down the hall. I hadn't seen her at all since we arrived at our college. I was so busy, moving around, giving commands, sparking off small orgies as new sluts had to start getting bred, not to mention more than a few teachers were inducted to the Mother Fucking Club. There would be a couple hundred MILFs showing up tonight.

More than I could fuck in a single night. That floored me.

"You look like you had fun today," I said as my girlfriend sauntered to me, a big smile on her lips, her face gleaming with pussy juices.

"I did," she said, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing. I groaned at the flavor of spicy snatch on her mouth, my dick throbbing hard. My hands grabbed her ass, pulling her tight against me, loving her so much.

Maybe I did love her. She was devoted to me. She would never betray me. She would never leave me. She would never cheat on me. I didn't have to worry about her hurting me in any way. I broke the kiss, staring into her eyes.

"I love you, Cherry."

The effect on her was devastating. Even if I didn't love her as much as she loved me, it was worth it to see the how my words made her feel. Her entire face melted into joy. Emotion brimmed in her eyes. She shuddered against me, her arms so tight about my neck. "I... I love you, too, Henry."

"Good,"I said, squeezing her ass. "So, what did you do today, baby-cakes?"

Her grin turned wicked. She rubbed her dainty nose against mine. "Well, I found girlfriends for all your friends and sent the girls to them."

"They are more than happy with them," I said, smiling. "Terry sent me a pic of Chanel sucking his cock in the bathroom."

Cherry smiled. "Chanel was so happy to be his girlfriend. She made me cum so hard as thanks."

"That's my naughty girlfriend," I said. "And recruitment?"

"Coach Bronson, every guy in her swim class, and another thirty or so other guys. There will be so many MILFs tonight! And, of course, plenty of sluts trying hard to get bred." She giggled. "The birth rate here is about to skyrocket."

"Perfect," I said. "Well, we need to start getting set up. The Mother Fucking Club's first official orgy starts in a few hours."

~ ** ~

Ulrich Geller cooled his heels for a few hours in a locked office, wondering what the Institute would do to him. Finally, Ron Hoagland, the chief of security, opened the door, a beefy man stretching out the dress shirt he wore, the tie tight about his throat.

"Come."

Ulrich nodded. He followed the man through the halls. People lurked, watching him, whispering as he passed. Everyone who worked here was devoted to the project set out by their founder, Dr. Blavatsky and his wife, Dr. Bailey. Though they were dead, their teaching lived on. The Institute's engineers finally cracked how to make the halos, the scyers were identifying the proper individuals to change the world.

Ulrich betrayed them all.

Hoagland opened the door to President Deidre Icke's office. Ulrich entered and found the leader of institute kneeling on the floor before her desk, naked, her hands cuffed behind her back, a collar about her throat. A leash was clipped to the collar and held in the hand of her ex-husband. He stood over her, now her owner. She was a devote to some of the other gods, especially the last Goddess who became her own parents' sex slave.

Despite her submissive role for her ex-husband, she rose to her feet, tits bouncing. Anger burned across her face. "Do you know what you have done, Mr. Geller?"

He lifted his chin, not withering beneath her anger. "Followed the wishes of my God, Henry Archer. He wanted his consort to join him in godhood, so I sent her the Virgo halo."

"That wasn't who Dr. Blavatsky wanted it to go to!" she hissed.

"I think a God trumps our guru."

"The new Gods don't know who should be chosen! They are all supposed to be different, to teach different lessons. Cherry is just an extension of Henry. We're not learning anything new. She's not spreading her version of enlightenment, but his!