Telepathy backfires

[Strangebuddy]

So often when I’ve thought up mindcontrol ideas, I prefer it to be one where the control backfires on the person using it or it makes them unable to function outside of using it.

But my idea today is one where someone winds up becoming mindcontrolled when an experiment they are running backfires.

Here’s the pitch: a student is helping a professor out with their experiments into telepathy. So far they’ve developed a device that helps transmit thoughts and one that helps receive thoughts from the transmitter . Animal testing seems promising but professor is expecting that human trials will be a long process.

Student however decides to do a prank on her roommate and carefully puts the transmitter on her (I was thinking it was a thin patch that’s almost indetectable. She puts on the receiver and at first she can only sense strong thoughts and feelings...and those feelings are about her. Now our lead is bi or gay but she never thought about her roommate as her type. Yet, she doesn’t just detect the feelings, she feels them. Her arousal over secretly knowing her roommate’s thoughts combines with her roommate’s arousal and she feels amazing...so she goes a bit farther. She starts dressing differently, and teasing her roommate so she can increase the intensity. This works and as she increases her roommate’s arousal she gets more thoughts from the roommate, deepening their bond. Now when roommate dreams, especially erotic dreams about her, our lead experiences them too.

Soon, our lead increases the bond to to the point she can even get nerve impulses from her roommate. The feel of her masturbating, the feeling of her burning lungs when she goes jogging, every emotional input, every minute touch is hers. She knows her roommate better than she knows herself...and she wants even more, to the point where she starts ignoring school and the professor who is trying to get her to come in as a problem with the animal testing has been found.

Roommate finally confronts her about the teasing and admits her feelings. Our lead attempts to brush her aside, wanting to possess her roommate’s experience but to not belong to her roommate...but finds she can’t. As her roommate thinks of how she wants the lead to respond, our lead follows in kind. She accepts her kiss, deepens it, and then strips naked and has sex with her roommate.

And as her body moves in accordance with her roommate’s thoughts, she has two realizations:

1. By receiving her roommate’s thoughts for so long, her brain has become shaped by it. Unwittingly she has become an extension of her roommate and her roommate doesn’t know it.

2. Gate theory (the method which your body will stop too intense of pain or pleasure from being transmitted) has been broken. She is receiving two people’s arousal and pleasure with no buffer. The feelings grow more and more intense as her roommate unknowingly wills her into pacing herself so they’ll come together in one glorious orgasm. Our lead wonders if her mind will even endure after having such an intense experience.


So that’s my idea. I thought it would be an interesting way to do a mind control story where the person who is doing it is completely unaware and the person it is occurring to is paying the price for their hubris. I would want the roommate to be completely oblivious to what was going on and innocent while making the lead increasingly hungry and cruel (like getting roommate turned on early in the story only to bully them about something so she can feel intense feeling of arousal, confusion, and sadness all at once).

I don’t know how or if the story would continue past that point. One idea was that our lead ensures a night of making love and gets the transmitter off of the the roommate only to discover they’re still linked and she now questions of it’s so bad to be in love with the roommate even if that love was made through artificial means. Another was that our lead is broken by the experience but doesn’t care as long as she gets more sex. Roommate obliges her but starts to fall out of love with her as all she does is want sex now, and starts “lending her out” I hopes she’ll find someone who can keep up with her libido.

 

[Carnevil9]

I like it!

Mind Control stories are usually so unpleasantly one-sided that they are intolerable. This is a great turn-around. I don't think the ending is all that important, as the conflict is the soul of the story. How you resolve it won't change that. Although I would have the main character coming to a bad end if it were me writing it.

 

[AvroAnsonXIX]

Sara was sort of a "nerdy-chick" she liked playing video games and making out at superhero movies with Eugene, her equally nerdy boyfriend. When she looked at the screen she thought it would be cool to be Wonder Woman or Ms Marvel, catching bad guys with her big tits on display in a tight costume. (Even if she was more of a Jessica Jones.)

When Sara was bitten by the radioactive fire ant in the college chem lab she had an odd reaction. There was swelling on her finger but also noises in her head. Lots of noises,: "tits, look at those tits ... Gee I hope I don't blow the lab up ... That was some dope dope ... How am I going to get dad to pay for a trip to Fort Lauderdale? I wonder if a blow job or two will get me an "A?" Man my farts smell good ... What crawled inside him and died? Oh it must be lunchtime ..."

Shit!

Sara realized she had become telepathic as a result of the ant bite. She was a superhero and could read everyone's thoughts ... Oops, that was a real problem. She was reading EVERYONE'S thoughts at the same time. It was impossible to pick just one out from the din. There was no differential.

Sara ran out into the halls and then the quad. But all the thoughts sounded like her own voice and they were all equally loud. Closer or further away, life changing or mundane all sounded the same. The quad was unbearable:" DhghuVD Hh F h DH gghC ggCjjj Cojjj gffB vggF GcfdGF fccG F GGSrd S tdIIGF HHghFG GGguHH."

She had to find Eugene, he was smart, he might be able to help. As the ran down frat row the thoughts blended together: " pussy, tits, butts, ankles, dicks, pecs, tits, balls, pussy." Then they changed: "OS, plug-ins, hardwired, tee-hee a geranium transistor?" then they changed again "winning the relay, pussy, school record, ass, adoring crowds, blow job's, getting drafted, fucking the losing team's cheer squad."

When Sara got to Eugene's room he had his text book open and was looking at his laptop:" man she has big tits, and that ass, oh ..."

"Oh, hi Sara," Eugene said, "I was working my trig assignment ..."

At least the noise wasn't overwhelming with Eugene.

"Tits," he thought, "man Sara's tits ain't nothing like ..."

"No, but they are real. And really avaliable, you asshole."

"What?"

"Damn she is cute when she is pissed off."

"So," Sara said," I must be really cute whenever I'm with you."

"What?"

"I can read your mind."

"What, how?"

"Man Sara looks a little like Jessica Jones."

"So," said Sara, "you wanna fuck Jessica Jones?"

"Am I dreaming ... no ... she's really..."

Sara started to wiggle out of her jeans.

"Goody, goody, goody," Eugene was thinking.

Once she was undressed the noise didn't abate but it became an acceptable monotone: "I'm fucking Jessica Jones, I'm fucking Jessica Jones, I'm fucking Jessica Jones."


Sara got a work-study gig in the Dean's office and hangs out there most days. It's the only truly quiet place on campus..

 

[Hypoxia]

Without addressing the above directly, I'll say that IMHO mindcontrol is usually a lousy subject, and I only find it palatable if the controller pays a price for their efforts, preferably losing something like intelligence, vitality, lifespan, etc with every MC incident.

Backfiring telepathy works right in there. It could be a flaw inherent in the MCr's technique, or in telepathy generally. Or they could run into a stronger, even more flawed intellect that mercilessly uses them for vile purposes. Be careful what you wish for, kids.

 

[Zeb_Carter]

So who has seen Chaos Walking?