The Futa’s Mind-Controlling Panties

Chapter Twelve: Futa’s Mind-Controlled Cherry Girlfriend

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Chloe Quick

I trembled as Stacey approached. My best friend had a nervous look on her face as she came up to me and Kendall, one of my mind-controlled lovers. I had my hand shoved into the pocket of my skirt gripping my wet panties.

My nipples throbbed and ached against my babydoll t-shirt. My pussy clenched and my futa-dick throbbed in my panties. It was chubbing up, forming a noticeable bulge. My girly balls ached, getting soaked by my juices.

“Hey,” Stacey said. “Um, you’re hanging out with Kendall now?”

“She’s cool,” I said, grinning. “Why do you look so scared.”

“I mean… Yesterday.” She glanced at Kendall again. “What we found when we… I mean… With you and your… Uh…”

“It’s okay, she knows that Mildred was fucking my mother with her girl-dick,” I said. “You should have stuck around. I had so much fun with Mildred and Mom and my big sis and aunt.”

“And my mom and her girlfriend,” Kendall added. “And me.”

“And Kendall,” I said and grabbed her rump.

Stacey stopped a few feet from me. “Wait, are you and Kendall…” She swallowed. “Are you coming out, Chloe? I mean, that’s really brave of you and it’s great and all…”

Something flashed across her face that made me blink. Was she… hurt?

“Yeah, I’m into girls now.” I smiled and then pulled out my panties and tossed them at her. “And so will you be.”

She gasped as they hit her in the chest and fell into her startled hands. She held the white panties, bunched up from being in my pockets. They were perpetually soaked with my pussy cream. She balled them up in her hands and then she pressed them into her face.

She breathed in deeply. Her brown pigtails swayed. She looked so cute and sexy all at the same time. She was petite, like me. A eighteen-year-old cutie that had my pussy clenching and my dick throbbing. I wanted my best friend to be my lover.

“That’s your pussy,” she moaned. “I know this scent.” She breathed in deeply.

“You know my scent?” I asked, shocked. “Wait, how?”

“I love sniffing your panties whenever I can,” she moaned. “I sometimes would sneak out a pair from your dirty hamper, take them home, and masturbate to while sniffing. Then I returned them.”

My jaw dropped.

“Wow, that’s kinky and hot,” said Kendall.

“I know,” said Stacey. “I’m so sorry.” She trembled, still sniffing my panties as tears filled her eyes. “I’m such a terrible friend. You just make me feel all tingly and I don’t know what to do about it and it scared me.”

“I thought you liked boys!” I gasped. “We talk about them all the time.”

“I do like boys.” She trembled. “I think I’m bi. And I’m so sorry for taking your panties and…” She took another deep inhalation. “And sniffing them.” Another deep breath. “And rubbing them on my pussy when I masturbate.”

“No, no, that’s cool,” I said. “Oh, my god, Stacey, this is awesome. Do you have a crush on me?”

She nodded.

“Well, then you’re my girlfriend,” I declared. “Now come here and give me a big kiss.”

She gasped and ripped my panties from her face to rush over to me, her lips and nose smeared in pussy cream. She threw herself on me. It was intense. I loved it. Her lips tasted like my spicy pussy. My futa-cock went so stiff in my panties, stretching them out. The tip poked out the top. She kissed me with such enthusiasm.

I thrust my tongue into her mouth. She groaned and sucked on it. It was so hot. My pussy clenched and futa-dick throbbed. I grabbed her ass through her skirt, pulling her tight to me. The world seemed to swim around me. My backpack shifted behind me as I held her, stuffed full of books and a special pair of panties for a very special person.

I broke the kiss, panting. Stacey gulped down air, her face flushed and her hazel eyes dewy. She stared at me with awe. I smiled and rubbed my nose against hers. I didn’t care that people were passing us or anything.

“So, we’re dating now,” I said.

“Yes!” she squealed and bounced before me, her pigtails dancing. “Oh, Chloe, I love you so much.”

I smiled. “And you know those panties of mine you were sniffing just now?”

“Yes.”

“They’re mind-controlling panties.”

“Wow,” she said, accepting it.

“And Kendall; she’s my slave. She’ll do anything I want, won’t you?”

“Yep, Mistress,” Kendall said all nonchalantly. The Black girl had a big grin on her face.

“Kendall, this is my girlfriend, so you have to listen to her,” I said.

“Makes sense. S’up Mistress Stacey.”

“Okay, Stacey, tell her to do something,” I said, taking the panties from Stacey as I broke away from my best friend. My first girlfriend.

“Um…” Stacey furrowed her brow. “Stand on one foot, pat your head, and rub your tummy.”

Kendall did that, squirming, shifting, almost falling over as she strained to stand on one foot. A look of such concentration crossed her mocha-brown face as she fought to concentrate on doing this activity.

“This is… hard,” she said.

“You can stop,” I said, waving at her. “You can tell her to do sex things, too. She’ll do anything for you.”

“Wow,” said Stacey. She looked around. “But, um, we’re on the street corner.”

“So right,” I said. “Let’s get to college and we’ll have some fun in the bathroom before class. You’ll get to meet my futa-dick, Stacey.”

“Is that a dildo?” she asked.

“No, no, I have a real cock that fires cum and everything. I’m a futa now. Isn’t that cool?”

“So cool,” Stacey said as she took my arm. “So, like, I can have sex with you and it’ll be like a boy and a girl.”

“Yep!” I said, strutting.

Stacey had soooooooo many questions for me. They fell on me in a rapid-fire barrage.



“Do you pee out of it?”

“Nope, still have my urethra in my pussy. I just cum with it.”

“Are you circumcised or uncut.”

“Um, not sure,” I said.

“Uncut,” Kendall supplied.

“Are you above average or below?” Stacey asked next.

“So above average!” I said, throwing my hands wide before us.

“Does your cum taste good?”

Kendall let out a throaty purr.

“Do you have to itch your balls like my dad does?”

“They do itch sometimes,” I said and then adjusted them in my panties. “And they like to shift around.”

“Can I get pregnant?”

“No idea. What to find out?”

“Uhh…” she blinked.

“Yeah, you do,” I said and her expression turned naughty.

“How many girls have you fucked?” she asked.

I counted. “Ten! I think.”

“Wow! And you were a virgin last time I saw you.”

“Not any longer!” I said, strutting.

“Have you done anal?”

“Done it and received it.”

“This is so neat!”

I nodded as we reached the college, my dick so horny. I was going to have such a huge orgasm in the bathroom. I couldn’t wait to get in there and get naughty. The other students were flowing in. I grinned when I spotted Ms. Escamilla, the naughty Hispanic professor.

“Are you thinking about fucking Ms. Escamilla?” Stacey asked.

“Oh, yes,” I groaned. “I’m going to fuck her so hard.” I shifted my backpack, “but you’re first. I want you to have it before anyone else at our college. You’re my girlfriend.”

“I am!” she said, gushing. “Ooh, my girlfriend can control people.”

“If they sniff my panties,” I said.

“Wow.” She shivered, this wild look in her eyes. “This is amazing. You’re amazing, Chloe.”

I grinned at her, feeling like a billion bucks. I knew Stacey would be perfect to mind-control. My best friend—my girlfriend!—was so awesome.

I pushed her towards the single-use restroom. She gasped, looking around at the crowded hallway. I just winked at her and then grabbed the doorknob. I pulled it open and ushered her inside. Kendall sauntered in after, closing the door behind her and locking it.

“Okay,” I said, glancing at Stacey. “How do you want to lose your virginity.”

“I want it to be after a romantic date where we’ve just seen—”

“No, no, in this restroom,” I said. “I’m too horny to wait that long. You have me and Kendall. Tell us what to do.”

“Oh, wow, sure,” she said. Stacey squirmed. “Um, I guess we can get naked first.”

“Okay,” I said and peeled off my babydoll t-shirt. It slid over my small breasts, rubbing at my pink nipples. My blonde hair spilled around my shoulders as I pulled it off. I tossed it to the floor and then grinned as she stared at me. “I know, I’m sexy as fuck.”

“Yes, you are,” she said. Then she gasped as Kendall dropped her top, too, baring her own small breasts. She licked her lips, staring at the older girl’s little titties.

“You, too,” I said to Stacey. “Let’s see your boobs!”

“Oh, right!” She grabbed the blue tank top she was wearing and pulled it up. Her smooth belly came into view and then a pink bra that cupped her little mounds.

“That’s cute,” I said. “You bought that last month at the Gap, right? When I found that cute pair of yellow panties with the white polka dots.”

“Uh-huh,” she said, reaching behind her. She unhooked her bra with practice skill and unveiled her cute, little titties.

Feeling naughty, I grabbed her and Kendall. I pulled them against me, rubbing their small tits into the sides of mine. “We’re the A-Cup Titty Squad!”

“Ooh, we are,” Kendall said. “Just three sets of cute, itty bitty titties!”

“Yes!” gasped Stacey. She rubbed her small boob into my right tit. I groaned as her nipple brushed mine. “Ooh, that’s nice!” Then she ducked her head down, pulling her nub from mine.

Which I didn’t like.

A moment later, she engulfed my nipple with her hungry mouth. She sucked on it, and all was forgiven. Her lips were sealed tight around my nub, swallowing all of my areola, too. I groaned, the tingles racing down to my pussy and then up to the tip of my cock. My clit tingled and my girly balls ached more and more.

“Mmm, fun,” Kendall said and leaned down, sucking on my other nipple.

“A-Cup Titty Squad attack!” I gasped, my pussy clenching as more delight shot down to my futa-dick.