Easy brainwashing sex in MC mode 1-4

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Episode 1: Chie from the Art Club ~Doll Transformation

The teacher was talking in the classroom, something like, "This will definitely be on the next exam." However, what
I was concerned about wasn't such trivial matters; it was something else entirely.

I hid behind my textbook, looking at the information terminal. It wasn't anything particularly impressive, just
a cheap thing you could buy anywhere. But the information it provided was extraordinary.

The screen displayed a map of the school. And the dots on it were people—
meaning that it was clear who was anywhere in the school, even the toilet stalls
were included.

Of course, that wasn't all; what was truly amazing was that it could even "peep into their minds."
By clicking on those dots on the map, below their names, their current thoughts would
be displayed in real-time as an image and text. Using this, I had been spying on my classmates' thoughts since morning
.

Those who secretly read comics, those who hold back their urination, those who fantasize about the so-called cute
girls —I can see them all clearly. This goes far beyond mere invasion of privacy.

What I'm currently spying on is the very person I just mentally violated, the teacher's lines displayed in the text under the name "Miyazaki Chie
." It seems she's completely focused on class, which is a bit of a shame.

Of course, I can spy on more than just what she's thinking now; her preferred type of opposite sex, the color of her underwear,
her measurements—a simple search will reveal all information about her.

Perhaps it's because she's had a "crime prevention device" implanted in her since birth, and
everything she's experienced and thought about until now is stored online. What a terrifying amount of information!

I found a recording of her going to the toilet a few hours ago and couldn't resist playing it, but since it was
recorded from her perspective, naturally I didn't see her.

◆

The so-called "crime prevention device" is a small
machine Its initial purpose was to prevent released prisoners from re-offending.

There seemed to be opposition at the time, presumably due to concerns about "human rights." However, such criticism
gradually disappeared after the question, "Are you on the side of criminals?"

Subsequently, people began voluntarily undergoing the "crime prevention device" surgery
because between those who might commit crimes and those who would never, the latter were more likely to find employment.

Although some initially refused, thinking, "It's just for employment, is it really necessary to go to such lengths? (laughs)" , the number of voluntary surgeries increased slightly
each time unemployment rose due to economic downturns . 　　Now, it's commonplace for infants to undergo the surgery immediately after birth. While not legally mandated, the reality is that those without a "crime prevention device" are no longer allowed to live in society. 　　However, this "crime prevention device" also has a hidden function. For various reasons, only one person in the world , namely me, knows this function. The "spying" function I've been using so far is part of it. 　　There's another function that I haven't tried yet; it can not only "spy" on people's thoughts but also "replace" them, called "MC Mode." I've been painstakingly operating this small terminal just to test this function at school today. 　　The class, which I couldn't concentrate on at all, ended before I knew it, and after school, there were only a few people in the classroom. 　　I looked at the terminal screen; students with club activities had already gathered in the classroom. If possible , I'd like to conduct the experiment in a place where there aren't many people. 　　I scrolled through the map on the screen and found only one student in the art room. Clicking on it, I saw the name "Miyazaki Chie." 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　◆ 　　The entrance to the art room is at the very back of the top floor. After school, no one except members of the art club would come. 　　The art club only has three members. One is absent due to illness, and another is absent due to committee work. I had already "sneaked around" before coming here, and the club teacher probably wouldn't come until the club activity was over. 　　I operated the terminal, activating "MC Mode," with an effective range of 100 meters in radius from the art room. This way, everyone in this area wouldn't feel out of place no matter what I did, and would undoubtedly obey any of my commands... Maybe... 　　it really will turn out like this? I wasn't confident. In case something went wrong, I decided to use "I'm here to pick up something " as an excuse to get away with it, and then I resolutely stepped into the art room. 　　Miyazaki Chie was sitting facing the canvas. When she saw me suddenly barge in, she looked at me with a very incredulous expression. 　　(So, it really doesn't work!?) 　　But just as I said, "I'll get it..." her expression returned to normal, giving the impression of "a little surprised, but nothing to worry about," and then she nonchalantly continued drawing. I calmed down, took out my terminal to peer into her mind, and the records from a few seconds ago showed surprise and confusion 　　at the sudden intrusion of an outsider. 　　However, before these records were written "Delete" and "Correction," so it seemed to have worked as intended. Regaining my confidence, I tried to strike up a conversation with her. 　　"Um..." 　　"Hello, what's up?" She greeted me 　　with the demeanor of a shop assistant being approached by a customer. 　　"Um..." 　　Not having thought of what to say, I stammered for about ten seconds. During this time, she didn't seem impatient but waited quietly for me to speak. 　　"Come here for a moment, stand here." 　　"Yes." 　　She put down her paintbrush, gracefully stood up from her chair, walked over as I instructed, and then faced...

I stood at attention. She didn't seem to question my command. Let's try giving her a command.

"Raise your right hand."

"Yes."

"Turn around."

"Yes."

She obeyed obediently no matter what I said. Was the experiment sufficient? No, it's too difficult.
Let's try something that would normally be disliked.

"Then... roll up your skirt and show it to me."

"Eh!?"

Her face clearly showed shock. I couldn't help but want to shout, "Just kidding!
Sorry," but...

"...Yes, is this okay?"

She grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands and slowly pulled it up to her chest. Her surprised expression had
disappeared .

It seems to be fine. I suppose, if it's an operation that requires a lot of thought and resistance, it will take a little time
to work. I wiped away the cold sweat, and then, watching her lift her own skirt and shamelessly
reveal her white underwear to me, I finally became certain of the power of "MC Mode."

I calmed down, and at the same time, the image of her, naked and being violated,
flashed through my mind just hours earlier, as I watched the screen on the terminal.

It was just a fantasy, and only a fleeting scene on a small screen. Aside from
being , it was just some animation I could find on some erotic website. But now,
she was before me, displaying a lewd posture, a real person I could touch with just a reach of my hand.

I swallowed hard and gave her the order again.

"Take off your clothes."

"Eh!?...Yes, I understand."

After the "moment of shock" that had happened several times before, she calmly began to undress.

First, her skirt fell to the ground with a swish. Then, with her underwear exposed, she began to unbutton her shirt
. Her breasts slowly emerged, and as she reached behind her back to remove her bra,
her breasts were emphasized even more.

She unhooked her bra, her prominent breasts bouncing gently as they bounced off, the two breasts swaying
and jumping into my view, their small, pale pink nipples emphasizing their presence.

Compared to my overwhelming excitement, she seemed oblivious, clutching her panties—
the last —and pulling them off in one swift motion. The beautiful
girl, clad only in socks and slippers, her clothes completely off, shamelessly displayed the thick jungle of her lower abdomen, once again standing at attention before me.

Amidst the cheers of the sports club echoing from the sports field, the soft afternoon sunlight streaming in through the window illuminated
Miyazaki Chie's beautiful naked body.

Seeing this surreal, erotic scene, my groin began to stir. The urge to "
touch her" welled up from within.

"C-can I touch her body?" "

...!...Okay, please touch."

(Good, I've gotten "permission," so it's not a crime...right?)

I cautiously reached out my right hand and grasped her left breast.

So soft, even softer than I imagined. I grasped the other half and kneaded both sides simultaneously.
Then I pinched her nipples, gently stroking and teasing them. Her expression didn't change much, letting me do as I pleased.

The thought of "wanting to feel her whole body more" surged, and I impulsively took off my clothes,
hugged her, and pressed myself against her. My already painfully erect penis
felt a slight electric current when it touched her lower abdomen.

I held her upper body with my left hand, sucking on her breasts, while my right hand caressed her body. First,
I caressed her buttocks, then her thighs, and finally the slit in her thicket.

She showed no disgust whatsoever,
letting me do as I pleased in an atmosphere where it was simply "the natural thing to do." Looking at her like this, the desire to do more terrible things with her
swelled even more within me. Because, it's not just thoughts that can be manipulated.

I pulled the terminal from my undone pants pocket, suppressing my anxiety, and completed some slightly troublesome
operations. On the screen, levels like "Suspicion" and "Curiosity" were displayed side by side. This
screen could intensify or weaken specific emotions.

I found "Sexual Arousal" at the bottom of the list and scrolled the bar slightly to the right.

Okay, what will happen? I reached my hand back to her thick bush, stroking her slit several times.

"Mmm..."

she let out a small moan. With my caresses, her face gradually flushed. Her breathing became
heavy. And my right hand, which was playing with her there, began to get wet.

My thing was about to explode. I didn't want to think about anything anymore, I just wanted to convey my lower body's
desire to her.

"Lie down on the floor over there, and then... lift your legs up."

"...Yes."

She squatted in front of me, leaned back, and then lifted her legs, which were clad in socks and slippers, and
spread them apart. The naked girl's crotch was completely exposed. Her spread legs seemed
to beckon me to enter.

I succumbed to my male instincts, straddled her, and thrust my member into her, all the way in
one go.

"Squeak!"

She let out a small moan, her expression contorted, but her lower body gently accepted my
member . Her insides were warm and soft, and to better savor her taste, I began to thrust my hips.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm!!"

Each time I thrust in, she let out a cute panting breath, like the sound of a musical instrument. Her soft
breasts swayed up and down in front of me. Hearing such lewd music in the art room after school, I quickened the pace.

"Mmm! Mmm-hmm, hmm-ah! Ahhh?"

Her panting, the swaying of her breasts, and my movements all moved in unison, becoming incredibly intense. I
felt I had reached my limit, so I placed all my weight on her and thrust hard into her
.

"Mmm-ahhhh!"

Her vagina tightly enveloped mine, and I held her tightly, as if resisting her pressure
. In that instant, the pleasure of ejaculation arrived, accompanied by a numbing stimulation; I released a huge amount of
semen, gushing into her body.

I

felt a comfortable fatigue, intimately connected with her, temporarily feeling her body temperature and breath.

After fully enjoying the afterglow, I reluctantly withdrew my penis. From her
vagina , a white, viscous fluid flowed out, mixed with a trace of red.

(Ah, this is…)

I felt a little guilty, but mostly an incredible sense of satisfaction. It was like finally getting what I'd always wanted
, the feeling of all my desires fulfilled.

"Please stay in this position."

"Yes…"

she replied in surprise. I grabbed the terminal from the floor, moved slightly away from her, and then turned on
the camera, activating high-definition mode.

"Smile."

"Yes..."

The beautiful girl, whose virginity had just been taken, struck a pose with her legs spread as if to show evidence, a beautiful smile
on her well-defined face. Seeing her infatuated state, my desire to conquer was satisfied, and I pressed the shutter
button.

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