Chapter 2: Pocketknives and Pornos

August 2nd - August 3rd, 1987

It was him. The man who Tom had met at the police station and had obviously implanted the fake memory of Sarah’s corpse had apparently refined his skill and had taken up residence at the college Tammy attended. He was a little older, and I didn’t see the girl from Tom’s memory anywhere in Tammy’s mind, but it was definitely him.

Holly was almost unreasonable from the way I hadn’t given her five more minutes to pack and was in a sour mood for a good hour after we left. I wasn’t paying any attention to her because I was concentrating on driving while trying to sense any attempts to contact Tammy’s mind.

But once we were far enough away from Memphis, I relaxed a little and finally noticed Holly’s foul mood sitting right beside me.

“Hey, you’re not still mad at me, are you? I didn’t have much choice. We had to get out of there fast.”

Holly repeated for the hundredth time, “Five minutes. That’s all it would have taken.”

“I know, and I’m sorry. Look, I’ll buy you anything you need until it’s safe to go back and get your stuff. But five minutes could have made all the difference. I even considered leaving Midge and Beany, but I knew you wouldn’t leave at all if they were just left out in the weather like that.”

“You’re right, I wouldn’t have. Will you please tell me what is going on? I wouldn’t have moved an inch without an explanation if I didn’t trust you, but you’ve pretty much stretched that to its limit.”

I explained to Holly what had happened to Joey’s dad and a little of how we uncovered the faked memory. I was trying to work my way up to what Tammy had to do with it, but she stopped me before I got there.

“You still haven’t told me what’s wrong with her. Why can’t she remember anything, and why is she acting so strange?”

“The guy I was talking about can do what I can do, but he uses it to implant another personality into every pretty girl he comes across. That personality takes over when they sleep or when he calls them. They live their normal everyday life without ever knowing they become his sexual playthings every night and sometimes part of the day too.”

“And Tammy... She’s one of them?” Holly said, staring back at her best friend.

“I’m afraid so. Whoever does guy’s work for him, they’re really good. I mean, I’m not an expert like my dad, but I couldn’t find any trace of that second personality until it had taken control. And it’s like a perverted copy of Tammy. She knows everything the real Tammy knows, does, and can act just like her. I think she can even alter the real Tammy’s memories just to keep her from catching on. Oh, and Tammy - the real Tammy - hasn’t had sex since Justin dumped her over a year ago.”

“You mean all those times she had those guys over...”

“Yeah. That was the other Tammy doing that.”

“Shit. Did she even go to church?”

“No, the whole church thing was to get away from us. Holly, my dad taught me a lot about this stuff, but like I said, I’m not an expert. My dad will be able to make more sense of this than I can. But my feeling is, this guy isn’t the expert on it either. I think someone else does the work for him. That’s the only explanation I can come up with for how he kind of fucked Tammy up. She shouldn’t be aware of the time she’s missing.”

Holly asked, “What has she been doing that she doesn’t remember?”

“From what I saw, he’s in Memphis on a business trip of some kind and altered her on the fly to entertain him today. He had her masturbating last night thinking of new ways to pleasure him when she saw him today. And...”

“And?” she said when I paused to consider whether to tell her the truth yet.

“Shit, Holly. He programmed Tammy to lure you into going with her tomorrow so he can play with you too. That’s why you had to come with me.”

“Oh,” Holly simply said.

I could feel Holly’s mind churning away, thinking of all those times where she had been duped by the fake Tammy. And then she finally let it sink in she could have easily wound up with the same thing happening to her. And that got her really thinking.

After several minutes of deep thought, Holly finally sighed and said, “Tim, I have to know everything he’s done to her. What if he already did it to me, and not just her?”

“I’d know it by now if he had, Holly. Besides, I haven’t had time to go through her mind that much, but if he had, don’t you think she would have known? I can check you and her out a little more later, but it really takes a lot of concentration. I can’t afford to try that while I’m driving and keeping my mind open for his probes. We’re just going to have to wait...”

“What’s the matter?” Holly said, concerned by my pause.

“Nothing wrong, it’s just... my dad sort of does the same thing as this guy does. I don’t, though. I mean, I have used my abilities to help make a girl’s mind up, but I’ve never actually forced anything on anyone like that. What I’m trying to say is, if it wasn’t for Sarah still being missing, I’d... I’d probably only have made sure you weren’t made a slave and let Tammy go on like she is.”

“WHAT! You mean you’d let this creep keep using her like... like a toy?”

“I know it sounds cruel, but... Damn it, Holly. I can’t go around trying to save every single person who falls under the control of another telepath. I just got home from trying to keep some other people from becoming lifetime slaves, and I just want to live in peace. At least he lets them live their normal life too. And I think he lets them go after he gets tired of them. The best I can do is to not do it myself and protect the people I care about.”

“But Tammy is my best friend.”

“I know. And I’m going to help her. But you have to understand that I’m doing this to find out if Sarah is still alive and what happened to her as much as doing it for you.”

“I don’t understand anything,” Holly said unhappily. “Do you believe people have a right to make other people do horrible things against their will?”

“No, but... Look, you still want to find out what he did to her, right?”

“Yes. Even more now than I did before.”

“Okay. It would be a lot easier for her to tell us than it would be for me to fish it out. But in order to do that, I’d have to make her our slave instead of his.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“I’m very serious. Only the perverted Tammy persona has access to the memories we want to hear about, and it would be really easy to just make her our slave and have her tell us everything we want to know. Actually, that’s the only way I can think of doing it without having to pull over and spend a lot of time reprogramming her mind.”

When Holly didn’t say anything, I asked, “Well?”

“Well, what? Do what you have to do. It’s not like I have a choice in the matter.”

“Of course you do. We just don’t have very many options to choose from, that’s all.”

“Then what choices do we have?”

“Either I turn her into our slave, or we wait until we get to my dad’s place and let him turn her into his.”

Holly said crossly, “Shit. You know what my answer is, so stop playing games.”

“Holly. Hey,” I said, rubbing her thigh. “I’m sorry for putting you through all this. I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t think it was important. I really won’t let anything happen to you or Tammy.”

Holly sighed again, then looked over at me and stared for a few moments.

Holly finally asked, “Can I ask you a question and have you answer it completely honestly?”

“Okay...”

“Am I nothing more than a good fuck to you?”

Stunned by her statement, I looked over at her probably longer than I should have while driving, then put the blinker on and pulled onto the shoulder and stopped.

“Well?” she prompted, her face and voice not showing even a hint of her distress.

I said, “Of course you’re more. I won’t say I love you more than anyone else in the world because that would be a lie. But I do love you, Holly Marie Strodmeyer-Quinn. I’m sorry if you didn’t know that already.”

She said with a coldness to her voice, “So I’m not just some girl you’re toying with before turning me into a fuck doll.”

“No, you’re not. What do you want me to say, Holly? What are you really asking me?”

“Am I your plaything?”

“No. Never. I’d never do that to you or anyone else without their freely given permission.”

“But you’d do it to Tammy.”

“Shit, Holly. Why are you taking it this way? Tammy already is someone’s plaything. All I would be doing is making her ours and not his. I wouldn’t keep her, and I certainly wouldn’t let you keep her either.”

“But you wouldn’t give her up before fucking her, would you?” Holly asked even colder.

I looked her straight in the eyes and said, “I promised you I wouldn’t, and I am not going to break my word.”

Without another word, I pulled back onto the highway and sped up to where I was going as fast as I dared with the trailer. I was angry because it had hurt, and I didn’t slow down for at least a good twenty minutes.

“I’m sorry,” Holly said once I had relaxed a little. “All this... Shit, Tim. It scares me. I don’t want to be anyone’s plaything.”

“And you won’t be. I promise.”

Holly unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over to kiss my cheek.

She said in my right ear, “I have a secret to tell you.”

“Yeah?”

“I love you too, Timothy Brandton. And if I had to be anyone’s plaything, I’d want to be yours.”

“Thanks,” I said as I got over into the exit lane.

As soon as I stopped at the traffic light, I turned my head and gave her a nice warm kiss, then we both grinned when the car behind us honked from the light turning green.

“What are we stopping for?” Holly asked after getting back in her seat.

“Gas and I got to take a leak. And then, if you’re okay with it, I’d enslave Tammy to us before we get back on the highway.”

“Tim, I don’t really like the idea of having my best friend being my slave. If you have to make her yours, I probably could deal with that for a while. But just don’t make her mine too, okay?”

“Okay.”

After gassing up the car and visiting the toilet, I sat in the back seat with Tammy while Holly drove.

After taking another look at Tammy’s mind, I groaned, “Shit, Holly. Now I’m not sure if this is such a great idea. She’s going to be very insistent about having sex. He’s made sex the most important thing in her life. I can’t believe how strong her desire is.”

“Well, can’t you just fix that?”

“Maybe, but... The more I do now, the more it might make it harder to undo the rest of her programming later. I haven’t had much experience with hidden personas like this. I’ve used them myself to rehabilitate some drug addicts based on what my dad taught me, but this doesn’t feel like his. When I talked to him before we left, he told me to try and do as little as possible to her mind after I made her my slave.”

“Don’t change anything else then. You can put her back to sleep if she gets out of hand, can’t you?”

“Yes. That’s true. Well, here we go then,” I said, waking her.

“Master...” Tammy said groggily. “What is thy bidding?”

“What’s the matter,” I said, concerned by her expression of discomfort.

Struggling to pull her shirt off, Tammy gasped, “I’m clothed in your presence, Master. My skin is burning.”

“Tammy, stop. I don’t want you to get undressed.”

She wept, “Please, Master! My skin is BURNING!”

I calmly said, “I order your skin to stop burning.”

“MASTER it BURNS!”

Holly screamed as the car weaved a bit, “TIM! LET HER FUCKING TAKE IT OFF!”

“Take it off,” I said before grabbing her shorts and tugging.

Once everything was off, Tammy calmed down and said, “Thank you, Master. Thank you.”

“Is that better?” I said, rubbing her bare feet which had been the last thing to get uncovered.

“Oh, Master. OH!” she said, shivering from my touches.

Trying to see in the back seat using the rearview mirror, Holly warned, “Tim, you better not be touching anything I wouldn’t like.”

“Holly, keep your fucking eyes on the road. Just trust me, okay?”

Holly stated, “It’s not you I don’t trust. It’s her.”

Tammy asked, “Master, why do you let that slut talk to you like that?”

“Because she’s not a slut.” I simply answered as she spread her legs apart to give me a good view of her carefully trimmed pussy.

Tammy asked, slightly confused, “But don’t you want her to become your slut?”

Holly muttered, “He better not.”

Watching her begin to slowly play with her clit, I said, “Tammy, tell us about the time you became a slut.”

“Yes, Master,” she said, licking her lips seductively. “The first thing I remember is waking up in my old master’s chamber of sex. My old master was lying on a bed with two other girls licking his wonderfully hairy chest. The moment I saw his Zeus’s cock, I felt like I was dying from the thirst for his wonderful love juice. I ran to him and I sucked his cock for the first time without him having to tell me to. I thought I was never going to taste his hot yummy cum, but he honored me by fucking my mouth and finally gave me his seed to parch my thirst and taste the seed of my God. OH, how I came and came. And then my Lord and Master commanded me to use my worthless ass to please his Godly penis, and I was so proud of myself that I never once let on how much it hurt. I must have...”

“Uh, Tammy, when and where did you first meet him?”

“I told you, Master. I woke up in his chamber of sex at his Palace. I had never seen him before.”

“Then how did you know he was your master?”

“I just knew, Master.”

“What’s the last thing you remember before you woke up in his chamber?”

“Going to bed in my dorm room after studying, Master.”

“How long after that did you move into the sorority?”

“About a month, Master. After my roommate wouldn’t let me pleasure her, I had to find somewhere to stay. One of my master’s sluts offered to get me into her sorority, and afterward, we pleasured each other every night. Don’t you want me to pleasure you Master? I am yours to do with as you wish.”

“Not right now. I’m more interested in your old master. Do you know where he lives?”

“No, Master. I would go to a meeting place and be picked up, and I would go to sleep and wouldn’t wake up until I was in his palace.”

God, she was getting me turned on. Tammy laid there with her legs spread wide, slowly finger fucking herself and playing with her nipples, never taking her lust-filled eyes off of mine. I could smell her sex’s odor, and her lips and tongue performed erotic dances whenever she wasn’t speaking. I finally couldn’t help but accept her offer, and held my hand above her mouth and watched her lustfully lick it with slow and steady strokes.

She lured my index finger into her mouth and started using her tongue and lips on it like it was the most delicious cock in the world. If it hadn’t been for a pothole making me jerk my mind back to the task at hand, I know my face would have replaced her hand at her cunt.

Even though I was stretching the promise I had made with Holly, I fondled different parts of her nude and aroused body as I continued to question her.

Strangely enough, she could not recall a single instance where her master had used his abilities on either her or anyone else. The most interesting instance of this was when she traded rooms with another girl who her master had indicated he wished to make his property. While her old roommate was busy with her, Tammy found that her new roommate was actually responding to her hints of having sex.

After the targeted girl was his, Tammy’s master allowed her to continue rooming with the other, and a week later, Tammy made her move by entering the shower with her.

Brenda was nervous while Tammy soaped her body. But the moment Tammy’s tongue licked the suds off her left breast, Brenda pulled Tammy’s head up to hers and plastered her body against her while she slipped her tongue into Tammy’s willing mouth.

When Tammy reported to her master of the lesbian sex she had with a non-slut, he told her she would be added to his collection and to cover for her disappearance on Saturday while she was sluttified.

Tammy was slightly surprised to awaken that Saturday with Brenda gone and then was surprised even more when Brenda was in her bed when she awoke Monday morning. But she simply accepted it when Brenda woke up and told her their master would collect them both that evening and to plan being gone for a week.

These people were good. They were smart, thorough, and didn’t appear to have made any mistakes in concealing his identity, his associates, or location. Every instance where Tammy had been ‘collected’, she had closed her eyes and waited for an unknown person to lead her to the vehicle waiting for them. Once in the vehicle, she immediately fell asleep and didn’t awaken until she was in the presence of her master, completely ignorant to where she was.

She knew he had many slave girls, but never saw any of them except for the three she lived within the sorority and two others who also went to that university. The university Tammy attended was only three hours from my home, so there was a good chance they operated in our state.

Tammy’s constant sexual actions and expressions made it very hard for me to keep myself from just giving in and fucking her ready pussy. And the fact that Holly kept insisting Tammy to continue to tell us every detail she could about what she had done didn’t help me any.

Tammy didn’t have sex with anyone except her master and the other girls she knew were his. However, her perverted persona took control every night to masturbate dreaming up new ways to sexually please her master, and sometimes she used others to experiment on what worked. She never actually fucked anyone else. However, she knew from one of the other girls their master did sometimes share his girls with some others. Tammy just hadn’t been loaned out yet.

I was a little surprised that Holly was aroused by Tammy’s recollections. While Holly definitely was not normally turned on by the idea of lesbian sex, after having listened to so much of it, and the way Tammy emphasized every sexual detail with a verbal skill I had never heard before, she just couldn’t help but get turn on by it. Hell, if she wasn’t the one driving, I wouldn’t be all surprised if she hadn’t tried some... Nah, not Holly.

Anyway, when Tammy’s foot pressed against my crotch in the dimming evening light, I didn’t push it away like I had the last five times. Naturally, she took advantage of this, and within three minutes, she had her foot in my shorts making direct contact with my hard dick. And the urges I kept having to slip my fingers into her glistening crotch as she described how her master had fucked her pussy while she was eating his cum out of another’s cunt... I was nearly ready to do it too when...

“Oh, Shit! Tim. I think I just missed our exit,” Holly exclaimed.

“Huh? What?” I said, getting between the backs of the two front seats. “Oh. Just take the next exit and loop around.”

“Actually, we’re getting low on gas again, and I don’t know about you, but I’d like to get some fresh air.”

“Fresh air would be good,” I said, feeling Tammy’s hands taking the waistband of my shorts and moving them down.

Okay, so maybe I was letting things go too far. When I didn’t stop her, Tammy took it to mean I wanted her to suck me, and I did, very badly. But that’s when Holly put the blinker on and got over into the exit lane. I got a hold of myself, knowing the first thing she would do when we stopped would be to look back to see what we were doing.

So up went my shorts, Tammy went back to sleep, and when Holly did look back, I was covering her up with the blanket I keep in the car for such cases as covering up sleeping, nude women.

Holly mentioned something about needing to use the lady’s room, and I realized that Tammy probably should go too. And that’s when I got my brainchild.

As I remote controlled Tammy’s body to get dressed, I said, “Holly, hang on a minute. Tammy needs to go too, and I think it would be better if you go with her just in case,”

“Well, hurry up. I’m almost ready to burst.”

I couldn’t help grinning as I watched Holly go around the corner, then I quickly got back in the car and laid down, shutting my eyes.

As soon as I formed the rest of the connections, I found Holly talking to Tammy about me.

“...think I didn’t notice how he was looking at you. If I wasn’t in the car, you would have had him all over you. It just isn’t fair. I found him, so keep your paws off him.”

Holly closed the bathroom door behind us, then seeing there was only one stall, I waited.

“If you’re just going to stand there, I’m going first,” Holly said crossly as she entered the stall. “Shit, there isn’t even a door. Oh well. It’s not like you’re going to see anything you have seen before,” she sighed as she covered the seat with toilet paper and promptly pulled her shorts and panties down.

She saw my grin on Tammy’s face as I was thinking about how I hadn’t seen a girl besides Suzi go before. I had to act as if the grin was there for no reason at all, and let it fade away really slowly while Holly watched me.

Holly asked with a suspicious squint in her eye, “Tim, are you in there? You better not be watching me.”

Making Tammy’s face go blank and stiffening her body, I said, “Holly, were you calling me?” I then faked my shock, closed my eyes and said, “Whoa... Uh, sorry.”

Holly said with embarrassment, “No, I was just... Just go back to whatever you were doing, okay?”

“Yeah. Okay.”

I let Tammy’s body relax. Holly quickly wiped and pulled her pants up.

“You’re next,” she said to me/Tammy.

I walked over and copied everything Holly had done and experienced my first real female urination. Not all that different, actually. You just don’t have anything to really aim with.

Once I got finished, I wiped like I had seen Holly, then stood up and walked forward, expertly stepping out of my shorts, pretending to forget I was supposed to put them back on.

Holly groaned, “Tammy, you have to put your shorts back on before we leave.” Then Holly sighed wearily, stepped past me to flush the toilet, saying, “And you didn’t even flush.”

She brought the shorts out of the stall with her and opened her mouth to say something when she found that I had taken my shirt off too while her back was turned. And since I hadn’t bothered to put Tammy’s bra or panties on when I dressed her in the car...

Holly asked as I took a step closer, “Tammy, what are you doing?”

I didn’t say anything as I gently took her in my arms and pressed my womanly body against hers. Holly was half scared, half startled, and half aroused. I know that seems an awful lot to feel at once, but Holly wasn’t your average woman. I mean, if it wasn’t for the fact that she was a woman, I would have said she had the biggest balls of anyone I ever knew at the time.

But she did let out a shudder when I pressed my soft lips against hers. I kissed her with passion and energy, finding her extremely reluctant to respond, yet not pulling away either.

But when I released her lips, she hollered, “TIIIIIMMMMMM! TIIIIIIIMMMMMM!”

“Shhh,” I said, covering her lips with my finger. “I’m right here, silly.”

“Shit!” she instantly said, giving me a nasty look. “You piece of shit!”

Running my right hand into her shorts, I said, “Hey now. You have to admit you wanted to try it a little, or you would have knocked Tammy flat the moment she touched you.”

Holly said as my hand found her hardening knob, “Stop. This feels so wrong to me.”

“Then why are you getting so turned on?” I asked as I pushed her shorts and panties down.

“Because it’s so... dirty. Tim, I really don’t think I want to do this. I’ll never be able to... Oh God, that feels good. But... Not in Tammy’s body, okay? I don’t think I could ever be comfortable around her knowing.. that... I... MMmmm.”

“Holly, I really want to do this. If you really want me to stop, I will, but just keep telling yourself it’s me and not Tammy doing this. Okay?”

“Mmmm, yeah, that helps. It does kind of feel like you too. Except for the best part of you is missing,” she said, rubbing my wet crotch.

I gasped from her fingers brushing across my clit, and I was suddenly feeling the wetness down there surge. I had experienced this many times through Suzi’s body, but never quite like this. Whenever I had been in full control of Suzi’s body, the only one who had touched my clit had been me or one of the other two in the three-way. Having someone else do it like that was like... Well, like the first time Joey jerked me off back in eighth grade.

“God, Holly, do that again,” I begged.

“You liked that, did you?” she asked, teasing my clit like only a woman knows how.

I felt my legs go wobbly, and just as Holly moved me over to the sink, someone pounded on the door and said, “Hey! Are you almost done in there!?”

“Shit,” Holly and I both said, then proceeded to get dressed as fast as we could.

We came out of the bathroom red-faced but shared a giggle when the loud fat woman had to walk sideways to get into the restroom.

Holly said as we walked up to the car, “I bet she doesn’t even fit in the stall.”

“Hey, you want me to fi..” I said, stopping when I saw my reflection in the car window.

Holly asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Heh. Nothing. It just startled me to see Tammy’s face in the window instead of mine. Shit. Look at the tent in my shorts. Aw man. Er, Holly? Could you give me a moment to do something really disgustingly gross and horny?”

“You’re not going to... Shit, Tim. You are disgusting... I want to watch.”

“Shit. You sure? I mean, you were against Tammy doing it.”

“Yes, but... Sucking your own dick? It’s so dirty. Just let me watch, please?”

“I have a better idea. How would you like to feel what it’s like to have your dick sucked.”

Holly gulped and then said, “Yes,” really softly.

But just getting in the car made us reconsider. Even though the sun had set, the car was really hot inside. My body was sweating up a storm, and between that, our horniness, and neither of us looking forward to getting back to driving, we decided to check into the motel down the road. That was different too. Driving in a woman’s body. Do you have any idea how annoying a seatbelt can be to a woman’s sensitive nipple? Especially when they’re not wearing a bra.

Once I took Tammy’s body to the room, I disconnected and walked the same steps with my own body. By the time I reached the room the second time, Holly had already set up the room and even opened the door before I could knock.

Holly said while sitting down on the double bed nearest to the window, “I haven’t been this excited since Justin kissed me the first time. What do I do?”

“Lay down and close your eyes,” I said, laying down on the other bed next to Tammy. “Once I’m done connecting to Tammy, I’ll hook you up to my body. It’s a lot like when I let you fly in those birds last year. Only better.”

It took me a little longer than I expected to make the swap, mostly because I hadn’t done a three-way swap like that for a while. Shit, it had been over four months since I had driven a car or done a lot of things. And a full three-way swap was what it was too. It was easier to let Tammy’s sleeping mind run Holly’s body while Holly’s was busy running mine.

Of course, the first thing Holly did in my body was to grope herself. I’ll never forget the look on her/my face when she felt her hardon rising.

“Oh, this is fantastic,” Holly said, using my voice. “No wonder guys always think bigger is better. The bigger it gets, the better it feels.”

She started pounding her meat using a grasp that looked really... odd.

“Here,” I said, finding my mouth watering from the flashbacks of the rubber dicks which had supplied my food for so long. “Let me show you what really feels good.”

Just before I lowered my mouth over my own cock, I took a moment to consider whether this was something I would regret later. I suppose that was where I began to see how meaningless the terms gay or homosexual was to me. At the time, I decided that while I was in control of a woman’s body, feeling what a woman feels and doing what a woman does, it simply was okay for me to suck a cock, even if it was my own.

This wouldn’t be the last time I gave head using a woman’s mouth, or the last time I would give it to my own body. But it was the last time I considered there might be something wrong about doing it.

So once I had made that critical decision, I licked my cock’s head once, then after her shudder made my dick surge, I wrapped my lips around its head and set my tongue to work.

I slowly worked my cock into my mouth, making sure I washed every bit of the old familiar taste away before working another half an inch in. Tammy’s throat easily took my cock’s head into its depth, and I really didn’t have any troubles with her gag reflexes since her throat had long gotten used to accepting a cock’s mass.