Kapitel 384: A Wonderful Opportunity (Incredibles)
A/N: A Wonderful Opportunity was a commission originally written in January of this year. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!
Themes: Mind Control, NTR, Dom/Sub
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As she finally enters the hotel room, Helen Parr, aka Elastigirl, lets out a little sigh of relief. One of her arms stretches out, elongating in order to put the suitcase in her hand over near the far wall. Meanwhile, Helen herself is already walking over to the bed and flopping down on it, immediately relaxing into a puddle of happiness and contentment.
While a part of her felt a little guilty for lying to her husband and kids about this… a much larger part of her had needed the break from the family. And so, when the opportunity had come up, when a fancy hotel and spa had reached out with a surprising offer, she'd been all too eager to say yes, even as she'd hidden where she was really going from her family.
The hotel resort wanted her to shill for them, basically. Now that superheroes were the norm again, they wanted to sponsor her, but Helen hadn't gotten to where she was in life by being easily led around by the nose. Still, the reason this sponsorship deal hadn't gone in the bin with all of the others was that this hotel didn't expect her to just sign on the dotted line, take their money, and spout the company motto for a few commercials.
No, their offer had also come with an offer of a fully paid for stay at their best hotel resort and spa. Which was where Helen was now, having just flown in earlier that day and just checked in. The mother of three had to admit that she quite liked the thought of them having her try everything out for free before she made a final decision.
If she didn't have a good experience this week, she wouldn't have to do anything more. No sponsorship deal, no obligations whatsoever. But if she had a great time, then she would be more than happy to talk the hotel up and give them all sorts of rave reviews and sponsored publicity. It was a win-win scenario for Elastigirl overall, and honestly… she could hardly wait for the week to begin.
But for now, it'd been a long flight, given she'd had to travel across the world to get to the resort, and so Helen was all too happy to rest for tonight and get started properly on her resort experience in the morning. Mm, but she WAS a little too wired… a bit of television would be the perfect thing to get her relaxed and help her drift off to sleep.
Reaching out with an elongating arm, Helen picks up the nearby TV remote without so much as moving the rest of her body. With a button press, the TV turns on.
However, before she can so much as open the TV guide or begin changing the channel, a piercing blue light emanates from the screen. Helen's eyes widen, and she knows something is wrong… but before she can do anything about it, the hypnotic screen has captured her, the heroine's gaze glazing over as she sits up in the bed and just… stares at the television monitor, mouth slightly agape and limbs all splayed in every direction thanks to her superpower.
For a moment, the hotel room is silent. Then, a small little hatch in the ceiling opens up, and from it descends a camera snake, which winds down before checking Helen out from every angle to make sure she's well and truly hypnotized. When the brunette MILF doesn't so much as respond to the camera, it retracts into the ceiling, and the door to her hotel room opens up to admit a man in a suit.
A smile spreads across his face as he steps inside, walking up to the bed where Elastigirl is sitting, mesmerized by the TV screen. The glasses he's wearing seem to deflect the hypnotizing blue light of the television, even as he reaches out and casually palms one of the mother of three's breasts through her top.
"… Perfect."
Bringing his other hand to his earpiece as he continues to grope the hypnotized heroine, the man speaks clearly and concisely, with the tone of someone used to being obeyed.
"Send in the team. She's ready for extraction to the reprogramming facility."
And then, turning around, he leaves the room as a group of people in hazmat suits and goggles enter and begin to pack everything up. As Helen is carried from the room, the latter members of the group begin cleaning up after her, making it like she was never even there.
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As Helen wakes up, she blinks slowly, brow furrowing in confusion. What was… where was she? What had happened? What WAS happening? When she opens her eyes, she's not in the hotel room she last remembered, but in a featureless, stainless steel box. She can practically see her reflection in every surface around her. But if that wasn't bad enough, she's also restrained to a chair, with her hands and feet both encapsulated in smaller versions of the restrains Syndrome used to lock her and her family down oh so recently.
And worst of all… she's entirely naked. Blanching and blushing in embarrassment at being stripped down to her birthday suit, Helen starts to struggle… only for the walls around her to turn into blue light. Bombarded from every angle by the same piercing light that disabled her the first time, Helen slumps back in the chair, going slack as silence falls for a moment before a voice sounds out through the room's speakers.
"Elastigirl. Can you hear me?"
"… Yes…"
"Good, listen carefully. This voice is the voice of your new Owner. You are no longer a free woman. You belong to me. You are my slave, and I am your Master. Do you understand?"
"… Yes, Master…"
"You love being my slave. You love being owned by me. In fact, you hated your previous life. You hated your former husband and the kids he made with you. Do you understand?"
In an instant, Helen Parr effectively no longer exists. As those words permeate through her blanked, hypnotized mind, the brunette mother of three… stops loving all three of those children with all her heart. Her love for her husband also withers and dies. All of her love and affection is now directed at one person and one person only… the owner of the voice that's currently speaking to her.
A dopy-looking smile spreads across the hypnotized heroine's face as she speaks with a MUCH more excited tone.
"Yes, Master~"
"… Fuck yes… Alright, finalizing hypnosis. No takebacks, Elastigirl! Hah!"
A moment later, the wall-screens turn off, reverting back to their stainless steel look from before. However, this time around, the blue tint doesn't disappear from Helen's eyes. In fact, it never will again. As her restraints suddenly unlock, Helen looks down at them… but doesn't burst into action or try to escape from her imprisonment. Instead, when a nearby section of the wall opens to reveal a sexy, slutty version of her hero outfit, with a top that will barely contain her incredible tits, and a thong in place of her usual tights.
Helen doesn't even hesitate to grab it and put it on, a happy smile on her face all the way through. As soon as she's dressed in the slutty attire, a door in the wall of the box opens up, and without missing a beat, she walks right on through to find a young man sitting there waiting for her.
"Holy crap, I can't believe my dad really did it. I'm your biggest fan, Elastigirl… and now you're all mine."
It's the same voice as the one who named himself her Master, and Helen's smile becomes blindingly bright as she now has a face to go with that voice. Breathless, she brings her hands together in front of her, smooshing her tits together in the process as she looks upon the young man with all the devotion and adoration that was once reserved for her husband and children.
"Master…"
Chuckling, he just nods.
"That's right, Elastigirl. I'm your Master. Fuck, this is a birthday wish come true! I don't think I can really hold back here… so why don't we get started, yeah?"
"Whatever you want, Master. You own me. I am your property now."
Standing up, he grins and nods.
"Damn straight. Go ahead and show me how badly you want it. Dance for me, slut."
Helen doesn't need to be told twice. Moaning throatily, the brunette immediately begins dancing, shaking her voluptuous figure back and forth in the tight, skimpy version of her costume she's now wearing. Her breasts bounce and jiggle, and so do her naked hips and her barely contained ass as the thong she's wearing rides up between her butt cheeks in no time.
As Helen is shaking her assets all over the place, using her powers to enhance herself in smaller, more subtle ways than usual, her Master begins to slowly undress. Helen, of course, can't help but drink in the sight. He's not huge like her former husband, but to be fair, being big and strong was sort of Bob's thing. Still, where Bob was broad-shouldered and muscles on muscles, her Master was definitely fitter than the average guy… and because of the orders he gave her, Helen can find nothing wrong with the young man.
He's definitely better than her former husband in every possible way, that much is for certain. Running her hands up and down her body, undulating back and forth for him, shaking her tits and booty every which way, Helen can only watch as the young man strokes his cock for a few moments while looking at her, before ultimately sitting back down.
"Alright, come over here. Give me a lap dance."
"Yes, Master!"
All too happy to do so, Helen eagerly walks over and begins to dance right atop the young man who now owns her. She gives him the best lap dance she can… and even though she's not really experienced in this sort of incredibly slutty behavior, she more than makes up for any inexperience with sheer enthusiasm and an eagerness to please.
Ultimately, she ends up twerking on her Master's dick with her fat ass, which she's made fatter with her powers. Her big bubble butt has ballooned out another inch all around as she shakes it in his lap, his cock getting hot dogged between her clapping, gripping butt cheeks until finally, he reaches out and grabs her by her big fucking booty.
"Fuck, you're so perfect… and now I know exactly where I want to start."
That's the only warning Helen gets before her Master spreads her ass cheeks apart, hooking her thong off to the side with his thumb, and proceeds to sink his cock right into her back door. To be fair… of all the women in the world, the elastic heroine is probably the BEST equipped for surprise anal sex. There's no pain as he penetrates her, for one thing. His cock is nice and thick, and also quite long, but even as it pushes into her bowels, Helen is moaning and groaning, her eyes fluttering as her powers go to work making it the most pleasurable experience possible for her new owner.
He grunts at finding her elastic back door to be insanely tight, but also perfectly fine for plowing. As he starts to bounce her up and down on his cock, Helen moans in happiness and purposefully tightens her ass around his member, rhythmically massaging up and down his length in a way not even the most advanced sex toy could possibly manage. Though, one could argue that Helen was now the most advanced sex toy in existence, given her new status as property.
A hard anal fuck follows, with Helen anchoring herself to the chair and floor with slightly longer limbs, and helping her Master bounce her up and down on his big fat cock. His hands are on her hips at first, but when it becomes clear they don't need to be, that she's not going anywhere, the young man moves those hands up the length of her body to her chest instead.
A throaty moan leaves the MILF's throat as he pulls on her tits for a moment, and then pulls directly on her teats… unveiling one of her great secrets and shames, as breast milk squirts from her tugged nipples. Immediately, her Master pauses, while Helen blushes deeply in embarrassment.
"Whoa… wait, are you pregnant?!"
He sounds a little worried, and she's so very glad she can assuage that worry.
"N-No Master. Your slave is just… d-defective…"
Hanging her head in humiliation, Helen is a little surprised when he lets out a curious grunt and tugs on her nipples some more, really getting the milk ever-present in her fat tits flowing.
"Defective how?"
Squirming in his lap, still consciously flexing her elastic asshole around his throbbing prick and milking him in a similar fashion to how he's milking her, Helen explains through panting breaths and moans.
"F-From what the, um, d-doctors, oooh, told m-me… a-after the birth of my f-first child, I just never stopped, nngh, l-lactating. They think… t-that is, its their professional opinion that, um, my elastic c-constitution will keep me lactating forever, M-Master~"
A throaty moan leaves Helen's lips as her Master suddenly surges up into her ass one last time and begins to cum. Helen too cums her brains out, surprised at how aroused he seems to be, despite her telling him what she felt was such a disgusting feature of herself. As they both slowly begin to come down from the post-coitus high, her Master lets out a breathy sigh and continues to feel up her leaking titties.
"That's amazing. That's… fucking fantastic. Hey, get down on your knees and use your milk jugs and mouth to get me hard again, cunt."
"Y-Yes Master!"
There's zero hesitation, as Helen pulls off of her Master's cock with a pop, spinning around and dropping to her knees before him. Her tits, both still leaking breast milk, come up and are soon wrapped around his cock. She makes them bigger of course, just like she did with her booty, but not so big that she can't lean forward and take the first couple inches of her Master's prick into her eager mouth, so very excited to pleasure him and make him happy.
Leaning back, the young man groans, one hand going through her brunette locks as he enjoys the titjob-blowjob combo she's giving him.
"You're so fucking sexy… no one would think that you had three kids, with that body of yours. Fuck, I can't believe you're all mine. I can't believe I get to own THE Elastigirl for the rest of my fucking life…"
Pulling off of his cock for a moment, still bouncing her huge tits up and down his member, Helen smiles up at him dotingly.
"Believe it, Master. I'm so happy that you came for me. I wasted so much of my life with that man and those children. Thinking about them now… I can't believe I once thought I loved them."
He chuckles at that, eyes glittering with avarice as he gazes down at her.
"That's right, you only love me now, don't you?"
"Yes, Master. I love you and only you with all my heart. You are my Master, my owner, and this is where I belong, on my knees before you."
"Fuuuck yessss!"
Whether he meant to or just got overexcited, her Master suddenly throws his head back, letting out another groan as he starts to blow a second load a moment later. Helen's eyes widen, and she quickly sucks his cockhead back into her mouth, wrapping her lips around his dick as he explodes into her waiting maw. She swallows every last drop of his seed happily, having no issue with it as she feels his throbbing length between her fat tits, right up against her heart.
She meant every word she'd said, of course… she was right where she belonged, and nothing was going to change that.
Suddenly, without warning and with great speed, her Master surges up from his seat and takes her to the floor. Helen doesn't resist, her fighting instincts completely disabled by the hypnosis making her this young man's property. As his cock rubs against her pussy, he pants heavily, wanting nothing more than to bury himself inside of her.
"No… no, on the bed. It should be on the bed."
Lifting her up with his not inconsiderable strength, he carries her over to the bed as Helen wraps her limbs around him, moaning all the while. As soon as he has her there, as soon as he has her waiting for him, her legs spread apart, his cock comes down and presses against her slit. Without hesitation, he thrusts into her.
Thanks to her control over her elastic body, her pussy is just as tight for her Master as her asshole was. Unlike her asshole however, she's incredibly wet down there, her slippery, slick insides making it all the easier for the young man to piston in and out of her cunt at lightspeed. Groaning up a storm, her Master reaches out and grabs her by both tits, groping and squeezing them as more breast milk leaks from her nipples.
Finally giving in to the urge, he leans down and captures one of her teats in her mouth, drinking of her milk. Helen's eyes widen at the sensation, before rolling back in her head as she explosively climaxes all over his cock, her pussy juices squirting all along his length. Her body shakes and spasms from the pleasure, even as she holds on for dear life, being the best fuck toy for her new Master that she possibly can be.
Pulling away from her teats after a moment, her Master grins down at her wickedly.
"Fuck… you're just so fucking perfect. Better than any normal woman by far! And I should know! I've fucked supermodels, I've fucked strippers! I've had my way with half of the beauties that have walked through my father's resorts! But none of them hold a candle to you, Elastigirl! None of them have what you have. This tight, insanely fuckable body!"
With a triumphant roar, he tosses his head back and begins to cum a third time. But this time is different… this time he's cumming right into her cunt, right into her womb. And if the three children Bob managed to foist upon her were any indication, Helen was an INCREDIBLY fertile woman. Eyes rolling back in her head at the thought of carrying her master's child, tongue lolling out of her mouth, Helen shudders her way through one last orgasm as well.
As he lets go of her, pulling back and letting her slump back onto the bed with a fucked stupid look on her face, Helen is completely adrift, thoroughly pleasured and sort of out of it. The last thing she hears before darkness finally takes her is her Master making a curious noise in the back of his throat as he reaches down to play with her locks a little bit.
"… Wonder what you'd look like as a blonde…"
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"That's wonderful! That's right! Really work it! Give it your all! More posing, more strutting! Phenomenal!"
As the photographer praises her, Elastigirl preens and poses and struts. She does all the things expected of her, even as she flicks her dyed blonde hair back over her shoulder, smiling like she's on top of the world. And truth be told… she IS on top of the world. She's just right below her Master as well, as it should be.
It's been a few months since she was hypnotized into her Master's loyal, adoring fuck slave. In the aftermath, Helen Parr was no more… especially because she'd happily filed for a divorce on her Master's orders. With nothing but hatred for her former family in her heart, Helen had been all too happy to cut ties… and Bob, being the worthless lackey that he was, had no recourse but to accept her departure.
Now, she lived with her Master, though technically no one knew of their relationship. Officially, Elastigirl had disappeared off the face of the Earth completely, cutting all ties with her old life. Her public name was Helena now, and she was just a model for her Master's family resort chain. That was what she was doing right now in fact, posing for a swimsuit ad for the hotel as her Master stood off to the side, overseeing the whole deal as one of his father's high-ranking employees. Nepotism at its finest, to be sure.
Still, they've already been taking photos for hours now, and when the photographer finally calls for an end, Helen is thrilled.
"Alright, that's great. I've got MORE than enough to work with here. You know, sweetheart, you're incredibly photogenic! If you wanted, we could discuss a more private photoshoot… maybe over drinks?"
Giggling, Helen just shakes her head.
"Oh, I'm flattered… but I'm very busy, sorry~"
"Are you sure? I mean, I could-!"
"The lady said she was busy. Thank you for your hard work, we'll be in touch."
Helen's heart soars, as her Master stands up for her… or more accurately, stakes his claim in that possessive way of his. As his property, she belongs to him and him alone. Properly chastised, the photographer mumbles his way through some excuses and hurriedly packs up before leaving the studio. Like that, its just Helen and her Master.
Walking up to him in her skimpy bikini, the blonde MILF eagerly wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him into a kiss, one he returns as he happily dominates her mouth with his tongue and her body with his hands. When they finally pull apart for air several seconds later, Helen… Helen can't hold back any longer.
"I took a pregnancy test this morning, Master. I'm carrying your baby!"
The young man's eyes widen in surprise, before a wide grin spreads across his face. Her Master is pleased, happy with her even, and Helen feels like her whole world is perfect.
"That's wonderful."
As they turn to leave, he gives her ass a smack to remind her of her place before leading her away. Helen doesn't really need it though. She knows that this pregnancy changes nothing between them. She'll never be her Master's wife, girlfriend, or lover. She's his property, his slave… and now, the incubator for his heir.
As his hand dips lower and he fingers her cunt from behind, there's a bimbo-like look on the hypnotized heroine's face. She's never been happier.
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