Chapter 11

School would be ending in a few weeks so I made sure to ‘make the rounds’ with the female students and teachers. I even got that cute brown-haired nerd with the glasses to ride me again, though I made sure that she took all of my cock this time, as well as my cum deep inside her. Lily joined us, of course, spurring me on to knock the slim girl up.

I had another go with Sheena’s chubby brunette friend Darcie as well, though I stayed away from Sheena herself, not only because Lily had told me that her cheerleader friends were off limits, but I also didn’t want to take the chance that that weird half-remembering effect would happen again with her.

Then came my 17th birthday, and...

No, let’s jump ahead.

After I graduated a year later, I got into a good university on the strength of my grades, but Trent’s ‘scholarships’ paid for most of it. I still managed to earn some bursaries on my own, though not enough to get my own dorm room. My roommate, Owen, couldn’t have been less like me: tall, attractive, popular, and in good shape. He kinda looked like a young version of that actor in the Hulk movie ... no, the first one ... Eric Bana. Dark haired, with a quiet confidence. Guys like him played the game of life on easy mode.

“Got a date, Vic,” he informed me, once again ignoring my many requests for him to call me Victor as he grabbed his high school letterman jacket and took all of the energy in the room with him as he left. Yeah, he was a meathead, but damn if he wasn’t the life of the party, even when it was just him and me hanging out. Oh, you thought I hated him? Yeah, maybe at first, but like I said, he was smooth and easy to like. Heh, reading this, you’d think I had a crush on him or something. Naw, I wanted to BE him, though that would never happen with my skinny frame. My acne had cleared up a bit, but I still had some red spots, and I couldn’t even muster up the confidence to talk to any girls without using the Master Console first.

Goddamn, university was a fuckfest, and I don’t just mean with my use of the hypnotic game. It seemed that now that everyone was out from under their parents’ heels, they just wanted to go hog wild. Owen had brought at least two different ladies back to our room in the first week, forcing me to hang out in the common room until the necktie was no longer hanging on our doorknob. It had been awkward the first time I walked in with that hanging there, not knowing what it meant. I really didn’t need to see Owen’s muscular ass pumping between some girl’s shapely thighs.

The first thing I did when I got to university was use the Master Console to figure out where to bring my ‘girlfriends’. One of the janitors played SpiritWalk, so I got him to make me a copy of the school’s master key, as well as provide me with their cleaning schedule. Using that, I found some rooms that were rarely occupied and then I got to work. With so many people around on campus, I had to be careful not to leave clues or do anything that might get me noticed as I expanded my bizarre harem.

I also sent some hypnotic surveys out to my interests through the Master Console’s hidden chat feature. Now that I was no longer in high school, the chance that some of them might have an STD was higher and I was thinking more with my bigger brain these days. No recent unprotected sex also meant that they were less likely to be on the pill, and damn if Lily hadn’t firmly locked that impregnation fetish into my head.

Damnit...

Anyway, with Owen off on his date, there would be no one wondering where I was. I queried my target, sent off a command, and headed to the auditorium.

I saw her milling about at the entrance when I got there, and after a lull in the people going by, I headed over, unlocked the door, and let us inside. As I locked the door behind us, I let my eyes roam the small university student’s body. She was Chinese, wearing a tied-off midriff-baring shirt with a nice short skirt that showed off her shapely legs. She turned to me and I could see that she had one of those shorter haircuts, with light-colored streaks that framed her face. So cute! I had her follow me backstage and we reclined on the prop bed ... well, it was a real bed, just used as a prop sometimes. I had brought a towel in my shoulder pack and plopped it down so as not to make a mess, another improvement I’d made to my ‘process’.

We kissed for a bit. I used to go straight for the sex, but found that some foreplay helped to set the mood. Also, I was feeling a bit lonely, even with all the ready sex. This girl wasn’t a bad kisser, but definitely inexperienced. I realized that I had already forgotten her name.

I unfastened her shirt and felt her boobs, maybe B-cups, through her bra, and she gasped before kissing me harder. Then she shoved me onto my back and pulled at my jeans. What was going on? Normally the players were more passive. I helped her by lifting my butt so she could unfasten and remove my pants, my underwear coming along for the ride. She hopped into my lap, reached down, and I could feel my cock slipping up inside her.

“Uhh...” she moaned as she adjusted herself and then started working my length into her. I had reached my full six inches in the intervening year and a bit, though I still wasn’t very thick. She pulled her bra up and shoved one of her hard nipples into my mouth.

I still didn’t know what was going on, but it was awesome so I just went along with it as the small cutie bounced on my cock. She felt incredible, tight but wet. I nibbled that nipple and could feel her cum on my cock, which if you’ve been reading any of the previous chapters, you know usually sets me off. I grunted as my orgasm filled up the mesmerized young woman, and she gasped as her own was extended by the feeling of my hot stuff shooting up inside her.

After we redressed and she left, I pulled the Master Console up. Someone had modified the basic ‘fuck me’ script! Well, not just anyone ... I pulled up the chat.

Hey u changed the script?