On the way home from school the next day, I bought one of those packets of Oreos that had like six cookies in them. I also stole a box of condoms. When I got back to my residence, I jacked off on to a small plate and then dipped the cookies into the pool of semen. I actually had to jack off twice to be able to cover them all except one. I let the cookies dry, put them back in their container and reglued the cellophane wrapper. I put them in my lunch bag and carried them to school with me the following day. Marisa and I were joined by her friends Melanie and Priscilla. As we left campus, I pulled the cookies out of my bag, tore the packet open and gave them one each. The semen definitely altered the taste of the cookies, and not in a good way, but they had bitten down into them already before they realized it and within seconds they were on the next train to Zombie Town.

I led them to my house, where I removed all of their clothes as they vegged on the couch. "How do you guys like being naked?" I posed. "Ohhhhhh," Melanie sighed, "it feels so good." I was conscious of the fact that there may be a dosage issue here and they may not have absorbed as much of a quantity of the seminal hormones as Cathy and Marisa did when they drank right from the source. Whatever the case, it was fun getting an unobstructed view of Priscilla, who was half Mexican and half Asian with C cup boobs, and Melanie, who was slim with large A's/small B's and a nice ass and legs. None of the shaved, but they kept their pubic hair neatly trimmed.

I pulled Marisa next to me on the couch and fondled her tits. We started kissing and my righthand dropped down to push her legs open and finger her. I tried rubbing her clit like I had seen in internet porn and she moaned while her head fell against my shoulder. The other two girls had their eyes closed and Melanie was unconsciously playing with herself, which made my dick and balls do the tighten up. Marisa suddenly yelped and then quivered as her orgasm rumbled through her I slipped off the couch and I buried my face in her crotch, which she applauded by pulling my head into her. Melanie went off in a jumble of pants and obscene exclamations as her hand frantically spun on her clit. She let out a long, peaceful sigh, sinking into the couch to enjoy all the sensations she was experiencing at that moment.

Meanwhile, Marisa's stiff clit was being thoroughly abused/exploited by me and she was treated to a heap of endorphins herself when her orgasm blew through her like a hollow point bullet.

I picked up their clothes and told them to get dressed, which they did in a VERY leisurely manner as if they actually just wanted to remain naked. "How do you guys feel right now?" I questioned. "God, soooo good," Priscilla notified. When six o'clock rolled around, it appeared that Marisa and Melanie were waking up, but Priscilla was pretty out of it. I walked them home, giving Priscilla the same suggestion that I did to Marisa the day before.

So there was apparently a dosage factor in play. I bought a Hershey bar because it was easy to open. I also got an eye dropper. Sunday night, I put two drops of my cum on each little square of about half of it and then let the entire bar dry. Monday, when I brought Marisa to my house, I broke off a square and gave it to her. She immediately bit into it and in just a few seconds, she was under the influence of my spunk. She came out of it two hours later and she didn't remember the handjob she gave me. I stopped her just before I was going to shoot so I wouldn't waste any of my jizz.

I also wondered if there was any hypnotic potential to this. Saturday, Marisa and I went to a local park , where I fed her another piece of the Hershey bar that had a two hour dose of my baby batter on it. Once she was under, I gave her the suggestion that she would only wear skirts from now on and she was forbidden to wear panties. The next day, though, when I met her, she was in a pair of pants. Having prepared for that possibility, I fed her a piece of chocolate with a four hour dose in it and gave her the same suggestion. Monday morning, she wore a skirt, but had also donned panties.

However, I did take her home and had her eat another two hour dose of chocolate. We went to my bedroom and I deprived her of her clothes. I peeled mine off and then, as she sat up against my headboard with that dazed look, I jammed my cock into her mouth and face fucked her, using her lips and tongue for my personal pleasure. When I was ready to spooge, I pulled out of her yapper and splatted her face with my ballcream. She made no effort to wipe it off, so it just dripped down her cheeks and chin.

I scooted down toward the end of the bed and pulled her toward me so that she was now flat on her back. I spread her legs and shoved my face into her drenched snatch. Her clit stiffened instantly as soon as I flicked it with my tongue and, when I sucked on it, her breathing quickly accelerated. She came with a breathy scream. It appeared that the hormone in my juice suppressed all psychological barriers to her just enjoying herself because I was able to bring her off at least a dozen times before my cock was hard again. With the great taste of her pussy on my lips, I got up and rolled on a rubber. Marisa wasn't a virgin, so I wasn't expecting her to experience any pain, but when I speared her hole, she writhed and sucked air through her teeth, albeit in a dreamy way. I concluded that this might have been only her second time. I slowly leaned my beefstick in to the hilt and began thrusting. It didn't take long for her pussy to relax and in five minutes, her vaginal muscles were very pleasurably caressing my schlong and she was seeing stars, her panting and gasping signifying that she was about to go over the edge again. She grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down to her as I continued to hammer my battering ram into her sacred gate. "I'm cumming!" she hyperventilated into my ear. I maintained the pace of my assault and her tender tissue comforted my root like I couldn't believe. She was soon gasping again and her vaginal muscles gripped me with almost pulse like contractions as she traveled to the summit of sensation yet again. She continued to cum in what sounded like exhilarated rushes and I was enjoying the sweet vice like feeling of her twat sandwiching my tool until I couldn't hold out any longer and gushed my semen into my condom.

I withdrew from her slit and tossed the condom into my waste basket. "How do you feel babe?" "Ohhhhhhh sooo good," she moaned. Even though I had just used her for my pleasure, I envied her, too, since she was in a state of nirvana I would never know.

I had her put her clothes back on and I guided her back to the livingroom. She was back to normal about half an hour later, but couldn't remember sucking my cock or being fucked. That was my first experience with sexual intercourse, by the way. And it only made me want more.

After Marisa left, I went to the store and bought more candy. Reese's pieces, Reese's cups, Snicker's bars, Hershey bars, Mounds. They were all just delivery systems for the hormones in my cum. I fucked  Marisa Tuesday and Wednesday then I spent Thursday and Friday masturbating and dosing the candy and then regluing the packaging back together.

Saturday, Marisa and I hung out at the park again, going over there at about 10 a.m.. I fed her a Reese's cup that had a six hour dose smeared and dried into it. She embarked for fairy land seconds after ingesting it. "From now on, you will only wear skirts but no panties," I suggested to her. We kicked back, her head in my lap, and exchanged occasional kisses as I waited for the hormone to weaken and transport her back to earth. Once she was back in touch with reality at around four, we walked to a nearby convenience store, where I bought us cokes, and then took her home once I ensured she was lucid.

I  had dinner and then met Marisa again once she had eaten with her family. She had also changed clothes, from a pair of shorts into a skirt. I brushed her skirt up in a joking way and there it was, a bare ass. And she wasn't wearing a thong, either. She squealed when I did that, but knowing that I had hypnotized her into this made me bone hard  We parted a couple of hours later and I went home and had one of the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced when I stroked myself off.

Sunday morning, Marisa swallowed another Reese's cup with a six hour dose in it. I didn't want to have to keep feeding her candy to have her under my control. So when she was floating through the ether, I gave her a suggestion that she would obey every order I gave her without question and she would feel a little pleasure jag when she heeded what I said. When she landed back on earth and I was walking her home, I told her to show me what was under her skirt. Without so much as a peep, she turned toward me and pulled the skirt up to show me her exposed bush even though we were on a public sidewalk (nobody was around, though). "Hey babe, I want you to shave your pussy tonight." "Okay," she smiled. Then she sighed in a very breathy way.  My johnson went right to full attention again.