Saturday morning, everybody got up about 10 a.m. I told them all to be naked while they did their grooming and then they were permitted to get dressed once they had done that. I then told Mimi, Emily and Shannon about only being allowed to wear skirts in public and the ban on panties, except at home and in gym class. Also, they all were to have shaven pussies. None of this applied to Terry, except for the last one.

My thoughts kept going back to Miss Shell and the difficulties in enslaving her. Even if I could get one of my girls to cajole Miss Shell into eating one of my zombification goodies, I would then have to hustle her off campus somehow. Terry wasn't available until after six because of her job, so I couldn't do to Miss Shell what I did with Karina and Sierra when I ran into them at the mall. And it was also very important that she not be seen in any awkward associations with students, especially me. I wanted to enslave as many girls as I could without anyone, specifically other guys, realizing what was going on. I also had to keep anyone who I couldn't control away so they wouldn't queer the whole thing. In addition, I wondered if being the only guy in a group of eight girls at school was going to attract any attention.

I encouraged the girls to make as many female friends as they could, especially those who didn't have boyfriends. Then I would schedule more sleepovers, during which I could bring the new chicks under my sway. If they ended up acquiring boyfriends, they were to tell me about everything that was going on with the two of them. Looking back at it now, I was becoming like a cult leader.

It was now moving into May and I finally got around to taking Karina's virginity. The first Saturday of that month, I had her come to Melanie's. I sent Melanie over to Priscilla's and took Karina into Melanie's bedroom. I laid in bed and bid her come to me. I cradled her shoulders in my left arm and kissed her softly and warmly. "You're such a babe, Karina," I remarked,  though it's not like she hadn't heard that a lot of times before. "Thanks," she giggled. I unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra and she let me slip them both off of her. Her cute breasts with chocolate brown nipples bounded out. I unzipped her skirt and she lifted her hips so that I could toss that on the floor, too. I held her tightly as my righthand glided up and down her nude back and ass while I continued to kiss her, my tongue revolving around hers. I looked into her gorgeous Japanese-American eyes and lightly brushed her left cheek while landing more short pecks on her thin lips. I tousled her shiny dark as midnight locks and, while my rigid cock pressed against her through my jeans, I was experiencing some of the same emotions as when I was with Marisa, that feeling of just looking at something that despite its flaws was still perfect in its own way.

I stood up and chucked my clothes. I gently manipulated her breasts and kissed and sucked all over them before my mouth flew on to her left nipple, my tongue spinning around it and then applying suction. I lowered my righthand to play with her hairless snatch as my suction was making her moan and sigh, the turgidness of her nipples adding texture to her otherwise, soft, nubile being. I kissed my way down and around her belly and jumped to her thighs, kissing those from the knees upward, playfully biting and sucking them before my lips and tongue walked over her clit, lashing it repeatedly and coaxing pleasure out of it for her. "Mmmm, God, that feels good," she purred I sucked on it in short bursts trying to make her nubbin pulse. When her breathing became less regular, I attacked it as vigorously as I could and I tripped her trigger, provoking her to fold her body as the voltage surged through her. I held my mouth as tightly as I could to her little man in a boat and elicited more heavy pubic contractions out of her system, increasing the moisture level between her vaginal walls.

I reached down to the floor and picked up my pants. I removed a condom from my right front pocket and let the jeans fall back on to the rug. I ripped the condom's container open and rolled the rubber on to my shooter. I straddled her and peered into her alluring eyes before leaning down and kissing her a few more times. She smiled uncertainly as I positioned myself between her legs and then inclined my body forward to take my spike to the source of her channel. I popped my cockhead in and withdrew it and did it again. I leaned over and kissed her once more. Then I pushed my little soldier past her checkpoint and gingerly carried it further inside. She let out an agonized groan to inform me that she was feeling pain. I took my time and eventually had her fully stuffed on my staff. She writhed and twisted and drew air through her teeth. But the more I lazed it in and out of her the less she was complaining. Then suddenly, "oh my God! Oh fuck, don't stop!" she whispered. My condom was bloodstained,  but we had worked past the bad part of this and now she was beginning to find it delightful, firing up the heat inside of her with earnest thrusts and friction.

"Oooohhhhhh! Oh fuck!" she yelped, but joyfully, her rasping breaths pleading to be answered with a harder and faster approach to pleasing her. "Oh shit! God, oh God Greg!" she yelled and then she screamed as she felt her nervous system ignite in a wildfire of pleasure, taking her breath away. She pulled me down on top of her and I kissed her heatedly while I maintained my porking pace and boosted her toward the summit again, her symphonic panting so euphonious before the orgasm planted its flag in her and made her scream in celebration. This was becoming hotter than I could bear and I splattered my rubber with my man milk. "I really hope you enjoyed that," I whispered to her. I kissed her in attempting to impress on her that even if she was my slave she nonetheless had value to me. "I know you could have taken me anytime you wanted," she confessed. "Thanks for being so considerate about it. It was definitely better than what most guys do when they claim a girl's virginity."

Obviously, those weren't the words of a girl in love, but at least I didn't feel totally evil about devirginizing her for my purposes. I cuddled her for a while before having her get dressed and go home. Then another idea struck me as to how I could reward my slaves for being obedient. I thanked Terry for letting me use her daughter's bedroom and kissed her goodbye. I called Marisa up and we hung out together the rest of the day.

 That night, after dinner, I went to the supermarket and bought several packets of Oreos and a number of Kit Kat bars. I turned my computer on, looked at some Asian porn and jacked off on to a plate, where I apportioned six hour doses on to the cookies before doing the whole thing again. As a teenage male, it didn't take much for me to get hard again or for my balls to refill with semen. I produced another load and adulterated two more of the Oreos. I let them dry and placed an unstained one in front of the sleeve because that was the one I would eat as a confidence building measure for my intended targets. I carefully reglued the seams of the package back together and put them in the pocket of my hoody. I called Marisa and informed her that we were going to the beach Sunday and I gave her a time by which to meet me at the bus stop.

We boarded the bus at about 8:30 and arrived at the beach just after ten. Marisa and I slathered sun screen on each other and kicked it on our towels. About an hour later, I looked up and was blown away to see one of my classmates, Sherry Odom, and another girl. Sherry was a 5'7" thin, wide lipped broad shouldered blonde with B cups and wonderfully formed hips and thighs who was wearing a white bikini. I put my hoody on and after watching them apply suntan oil on themselves, I walked over. "Hey Sherry! How are ya babe?" "Hi Greg," she replied blandly. The other girl was her 17 year old sister Lauren. I took the packet of Oreos from the pocket of my hoody and opened it. I took the cookie in front, put it in my mouth and made a face with it, which cracked them up and put them at ease. I thrust the packet at them, offering them to each take one. They did and a few seconds later they were added to my menagerie of play toys.

"You will obey every order I give you and, when you do, you will feel an injection of pleasure. When I say, 'good girl,' you will have an intense orgasm." I went back over to Marisa and told her we were going to join Sherry and Lauren, but that Marisa was forbidden to talk to them. We all laid on our stomachs for about an hour and then we all turned on to our backs and stayed that way for about another hour. All of us were still pretty white, so we couldn't stay too long without risking bad sunburns So now was the difficult part of this, shepherding two girls who were effectively drugged, back to the bus. First, I called Terry to make sure she would be home since her house was going to be our ultimate destination. I told Marisa to take Lauren's hand while I did similarly with Sherry and we slowly made our way to the bus stop. Marisa asked why the two girls seemed out of it and I told her to not worry about it. Even at 1:30, the bus going back was crowded and we had to stand , so keeping Lauren and Sherry upright was an issue. Finally, after we got out of Costa Mesa, we could all sit down. I called Terry and told her to pick us up at the transportation center. Five minutes after the bus dropped us off, Terry was there and we piled into her car, me, Sherry and Lauren in the back seat. My two victims had put their t-shirts and shorts back on before departing the beach.

20 minutes later, we pulled up to Terry's house. We all exited the car and went into Terry's home. Melanie wasn't there since I had phoned her and told her to go to Priscilla's. I called my mom and ordered her to allow me to eat dinner with the non-existent Jeff's family. It was now 3:30 and Lauren and Sherry would be back to their usual selves at a little after five. I collected the two girls' numbers off of their cellphones. Right when I expected them to, the latest additions to my harem reconnected with reality. Of course, they couldn't remember how they had gotten to where they were now and couldn't even recall going to the beach. I dictated that they not tell anyone about anything that happened to them after they left home that morning. We all loaded back into Terry's car and dropped everybody off near their houses except me. I called Melanie and told her to come home. When we were all back at Terry's, I dosed both her and Melanie and added the suggestion that they would orgasm when I said, "good girl." I stripped both of them and got them to masturbate in front of me (and each other) while I kept stroking myself right to the edge to build up another big load in my balls.

I didn't get home until midnight, well past my curfew, but my parents had already gone to bed. Nobody said anything to me the next morning at breakfast. I think what happened was that they had sex after dinner and then they went to sleep. So they had no idea when I got in. I had also noticed lately that the parental units were spending much more time in their room than they previously did. Chalk another one up for the effects of my cum!

I fired the computer up again and viewed some more porn while I made more hypnojuice, imbuing it into pieces of one of the Kit Kat bars and took it with me the following morning.