Brain Hack Incest Chapter 01 – Hacking A Stranger To Suck Me Off [Stranger] [Mind control]

18 yr old guy downloads an app that controls people minds. He tries it on a stranger to amazing effects.

Hey guys! Stasia here. Technically there’s no incest in this chapter but it definitely leads off into sexier territory in the subsequent chapters~

I guess you can call me a regular 18 year old high school student.

Or maybe irregular. I don’t really know what the fuck other guys my age get up to, not really.
I sit at the back of the class, away from the jocks and bitches.

My only friend, Kevin, was the only other guy I know who kinda got me. He was equally 18 and a fucking virgin.

“Tom! You gotta check out this girl I found last night!”

He practically shoved his smartphone into my face. He had an obscure adult website running, a girl moaning as a guy with a massive dick plowed into her.

“Dude!” I said, “put that shit away, you’re going to get us in trouble.”

Kevin looked around. The phone’s volume was low, but I didn’t know if others could hear it. If they did, they weren’t taking any notice of it.

“You gotta relax man, no one gives a shit.”

But I did. I was ‘uncool’ enough as it is, I didn’t need to have a reputation as being the local pervert too.

“I read the comments. Other’s are saying that the girl? She ain’t faking it, but she’s not doing it on her own free will either.”

“What the hell are you talking about.”

“It’s an app, the girl apparently had her mind hacked into being a slut.”

“That’s a load of crap. What’s next? Pills that’ll make your dick big too?”

Kevin bristled at that. He had a chip on his shoulder about his dick size. I didn’t. Oh boy, I didn’t one bit. Let’s just say I’m much bigger than average. Doesn’t mean shit if girls aren’t interested in you though.

“I’m serious, they even got a link to the website. Dark web shit, this is.”

“Malloy! Get your butt back in your seat, class is starting soon!”

Kevin scrambled and left me in peace. Mrs Clayton was a firecracker of a teacher. She put the ’S’ in strict and for some reason I think she had it for me and Kev. Maybe it’s our lack of purpose or something? We’re in the last year of high school and everyone around me seems to know what they want to do. I had no idea what I wanted. Kev seemed content just watching porn all day long.

Still, I guess I should enjoy what’s left of my school life. Mrs Clayton had one thing going for her though- Her looks. She’s got a seriously big rack on her and the pencil skirts she liked wearing couldn’t hide the thick curves of her ass.

One time, she wore a shirt that was so thin, I could make out the purple lacy bra as she was bent over my desk, lecturing me on how I fucked up on my math equation. I spent the rest of that class with a boner under the desk. It wasn’t something I could hide easily too. Most days, I jerk off before I come to school just so I didn’t have to deal with errant woodies in school. I’d be the laughing stock if I did.

Class passed by with me barely paying attention. A part of my brain kept going over to what Kevin was saying about that girl in the video. I saw only a bit of it, but it was enough to get an impression.

There was no way the girl was faking. There was a look in her eyes, of pure bliss. She was really into it. That or she was a world class liar. I seen enough porn to be able to tell when a girl was simply going thought the motions though for the cash.

And brainwashing and all that crap? Gotta be some urban legend bullshit.

The school day was almost over but I didn’t fancy going straight home. Mom was probably working and I didn’t want to deal with Ashley’s crap. Ash is my sister. She wasn’t what you’d call smart but she somehow got into college. But she’s still living at home to save on rent. It worked out fine for her, you’d think she’d want some privacy. But seeing as Mom was never home, Ash would have no qualms bringing some random guy home to bang. Being a cheerleader bimbo, it’s usually some meathead she meat in the gym or jock from college.

Anyways, I was sitting on a bench in the school courtyard, scrolling through my phone. I wanted to satiate my curiosity.

I found the obscure website Kev shown me- I was sneaky like that. For all he’s worth, Kev did have a knack for finding lesser known websites with quality videos. I found the video he shown me, but I didn’t watch it- I didn’t want to get an erection in school. It was getting late, but you’d never know who was still around. I sifted through the comments and lo and behold, some people did mention this ‘Brain Hack’ App.

What’s more, it was developed by a guy right here in my very town!

I noted the address and figured why not. Go and see this guy who apparently made the App.

I took a few buses into town. By now it was dark and the streets were already bustling with people just finishing work or people getting ready to go out to party.

I weaved my way through the shadier side of the town, full of tightly packed buildings, the kind where there were signs for shady looking companies that didn’t really advertise what they were selling. I figured out that the modelling agencies were really a front for porno shoots.

I could a detective at this rate.

I entered a shabby non-descript building and my destination was on the fifth floor. I walked past a bum by the entrance who paid me no mind. There were cardboard boxes strewn everywhere and the more I climbed, the more convinced I was that this was a bullshit excursion.

I ended up in front of an office with the sign beside the door saying ‘Brain Tech Inc’.

Okay, so the address matches up with the address I found on the internet.

I rapped on the door, I couldn’t see in through the glass pane because it was obscured by blinds.

I waited for a few minutes and was about to leave when the door opened.

“What is it? I’m trying to take shit.”

It was a guy who looked to be in his 50s. Long scraggly looking guy, disheveled hair with a tatty white doctors coat. He had a newspaper tucked under one arm and a half bent cigarette hanging out of his mouth. His eyes looked shot. I didn’t think he slept recently.

“Uhh, is this the place where the Brain Hack app is developed?”

He looked at me with suspicion. “Who are you?”

“Just a guy, I was curious about it and wanted to find out more.”

He just stood there, squinting at me. Something must’ve clicked because he held the door open to let me in.

Taking it as an okay, I walked past him.

“Take a seat, wherever you can plant your ass on.”

The office was a mess.

There was a desk towards the back of the already boxy office, but its was piled high with paperwork and books. In fact the whole place was stacked with textbooks. A quick glance told me they were about studies of the brain and other neurological textbooks. The only place that had any semblance of order was a computer desk in the corner. The screen was filled with random programming jargon that I didn’t understand.

I put some books onto the floor and sat on a random dining chair.

“So what can I do for you? You’re not some college guy coming to offer me funding for my app are you?”

“Uhh no sorry, I came across your App online and was interested in it.”

“Shit, well that sucks,” he said, going over to the mini kitchen and filling a mug up with cold coffee. “Drink?”

“No thanks.”

He leaned against the sink, took a swig and pulled a face. “Where did you say you found my app again?”

I decided to be as honest as possible. “An adult website.”

“Huh. Guess Jenna did something right.”

“Jenna?”

“She was my PA. Apparently I needed someone to help me raise awareness of my App. I’m no good with that sort of shit, so I tried bringing in a profession to handle that sort of thing for me. She came, had a quick talk about my product, and left after taking my money. Thought is was being scammed, I’m too busy to chase her down.”

“What are you doing?”

“What’s it look like? Next gen shit. I’m designing an App that’ll let me manipulate and navigate brain waves. If it works 100%, think of the applications it’d have in combating degenerative diseases like ALS. We could rewrite the brain, make things work. And even unlock our potential. Did you know we don’t even use 20% of our brain’s capacity in our lifetimes. What a waste!”

“So uh, why did you use the App to brainwash a girl?”

“What? You’re not the feds are you? Nah, you’re just a kid. Well, that was an unfortunate experiment. It was back in the alpha stages. I got the app to work but it still needed tweaking. I spoke to one of the girls downstairs and they thought it’d be helpful. Told them my invention could ease performance anxiety. You don’t believe how many girls want to go into adult entertainment, but they couldn’t get into the right headspace for it.”

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