Norm's Fuck Hat (mind control, nerd revenge fantasy) (3 page)

As he walked, he felt like his purchases were visible through the black plastic of his satchel. He kept his head low, running blindly across the road, annoying pedestrians and cars alike as he tried not to look at anyone. His brain buzzed with nervous excitement.

After a quick dinner, he rushed to his room, removing the power unit from the hat. If his calculations were correct, giving it a larger power source would mean he could extend its area of influence, effectively transmitting the wearer's brain waves across a short distance, making those nearby just as suggestible. He glanced down at the satchel, his cock growing hard at the idea.

Oh yes
, he thought.
I'm going to have some fun with you all, you bastards
.

That night, with the satchel of sex toys hidden under his bed, he resisted the urge to masturbate, even though the image of Shawnee's beautiful mouth working on Buck was embedded firmly in his memory. He'd all but forgotten about the science fair at this point, even though it was less than a week away. His hormones had taken over.

Hormones...and a different kind of lust.

The lust for
revenge.

#

Getting up early, he left a note for his Dad explaining that he'd taken his bike instead of the bus. He hadn't ridden it in ages, seeing as every time he left it at college, someone would prick the tyres or loosen the wheel nuts.

Today, he didn't care what happened to him afterwards. All he cared about was his plan. Gripping his satchel full of toys, he pedalled hard, reaching the college hours before anyone else.

He knew that Shawnee and her friends would arrive early for cheerleader practice, which gave him enough time to get to the girl's changing rooms. Thanks to the slack caretaker, they were open when he got there.

Once inside, he had to find a suitable place to hide. The lockers seemed like the best bet, but they were too small to fit inside, even for him. The garbage bins were half-full, and he didn't feel much like squatting in a bunch of used tissues.

That left one place – the ceiling. Getting up there would mean clambering onto one of the lockers, and he didn't feel confident about that. Still, what other choice was there?

With all the grace of a moose on a tightrope, he mounted the lockers, legs thrashing in panic every time he lost his footing, before finally standing, shaky-legged, and hoisting himself into the roof space.

All he had to do now was wait, and hope that Shawnee was as vain as he thought she was.

After about twenty minutes, he was relieved to see that her vanity was as reliable as he'd hoped.  She was wearing the hat again, tilting it at her friends who commented on how cute it made her look.

Reaching to his pocket, he brought out his phone and started his app, turning the power to full. When her friends walked off to their own lockers on the other side of the room, he whispered a few commands down to Shawnee. Then he switched to video, tilting the phone down through the crack he'd left in the tiles.

She started to strip. With her shirt off, Norm could take in the full splendour of her breasts for the first time. They were magnificent, perky and round with tiny nipples and –
yes!
– they were permanently erect, just as he'd thought.

His cock ached as he watched her pull off her skirt on the tiny screen of his phone. She was now completely nude except for the hat. He would have stared forever if her friends weren't coming back over.

He pulled the ceiling tile that hid his face aside, dropping one of the items from his trip to the adult store next to her, then hid again.

Shawnee bent to pick the double-ended vibrator up. She began sucking on the tip, just in time for Paula to see her.

“Shawnee! What on earth are you doing?” Paula laughed, eyeing her friend's naked form. The other two friends flanked her, laughing nervously as Shawnee kept sucking.

“Say it,” Norm urged, turning the power up another notch. Her body jerked slightly before she pulled the vibrator from her mouth.

“You guys want to fuck?” Shawnee said in her obedient robot voice. Her body kept moving, gyrating in an inviting fashion. Norm stifled a groan as she offered the rubber cock out to Paula.

“Are you high? What if someone catches us?”

Yes
! Norm had counted on her saying that. He'd given Shawnee a phrase to use in this circumstance, and as much as he hated it, he thrilled as she opened her mouth.

“Fuck it. YOLO,” Shawnee said.

He turned up the power to full. As the electrical field spread, the others started to move closer. It was working! Her suggestibility was transferring to them!

Paula gave a soft laugh, then bent her head to suck at the spit-drenched tip of the dildo.

“
Paula!
” the redheaded friend squealed. “OMG!”

“
Mmm, it's big,” Paula said. “Try and get your mouth around it, Kay.”

Kay, the redhead, looked unsure, but Paula nodded, egging her on, until she stretched her tiny mouth around the shaft, smiling around it as it filled her up.

“Yeah! Now you, Esme.”

The other girl, a lanky, raven-haired Latino, sucked the other end of the dildo into her mouth. Shawnee watched, mesmerised, as they began to work the length from opposite ends. Paula ran her hands over Shawnee's chest, licking at each nipple.

Norm wanted her to react, not stand there like a statue, so he risked another whispered command. She loosened up slightly, bringing her hands to Paula's chest to return her touches.

Before too long, Paula's eager tongue was snaking up her leg to Shawnee's neat thatch of pubic hair. The others started to strip, fondling each other as they revealed more of their bodies.

“Is this what you wanted?” Paula said, kissing lightly around Shawnee's mound. Instead of answering, she looked over at the double-ended dildo. Paula's eyes lit up. “Okay, you asked for it.”

Taking the twin cocks from Kay and Esme, Paula spat on the tip before working it between Shawnee's legs. Even in her hypnotised state, Shawnee moaned, her hips circling as the rubber cock went deeper. Paula dropped her skirt and positioned herself opposite, pushing the other end into her own folds.

“Ah!” she cried, “So fucking wide!”

“Take it,” Esme ordered, playing with her clit. Kay watched, not knowing what to do with herself as Paula started to thrust. Each push sent the dildo further into Shawnee, who started to push back, returning the motion.

Soon they were fucking each other as hard at they could, while Esme frigged away at herself. Kay moved closer to Shawnee, who ran her hand up her leg. From his vantage point, Norm couldn't see exactly what was happening, but the look on Jay's face told him enough.

It was all he could do to not whip out his prick, which was uncomfortably hard, the tip feeling like it might burst. But he wanted to save his juice for later, for the final part of his plan. For now, he was happy to watch.

Paula began to scream as her orgasm approached, and Shawnee wasn't far behind. Kay was emboldened by this, and stood over Shawnee to straddle her face. Shawnee buried her tongue in her friend's moist entrance, grunting in pleasure as Kay reached back to toy with her clit.

Soon their groans filled the changing room, as each girl flushed and thrashed, their bodies taken over with orgasmic bliss. At the sight – and the sound – Norm thought he might come in his pants without so much as a touch.

Instead, he carried out his plan. He turned his phone off, and Shawnee came around. Her mouth was still full of Kay's ginger cunt as she shouted “
what the fuck
?”

Kay misheard, and ground her pussy further onto her friend's chin. “Yeah, you like to fuck. Shit, Shawnee, you eat pussy like a real dyke!”

Norm almost laughed. She was still into it, even though the hat was off!

Shawnee scrabbled away, confused, the dildo slipping free.

“I have to go,” she said, pulling on her clothes and leaving without another word. Norm watched the others leave, slowly becoming just as confused as the hat's effects wore off. Once they were gone, he emerged clumsily from his hidey-hole.

Phase one complete
, he thought, touching his phone to make sure it was still there. The video would come in handy later – in more ways than one. He tucked the double-ender, still slick with juices, into his satchel, and walked away smiling.

#

At lunchtime, he went looking for Shawnee. Predictably, she was in the arms of Buck, sobbing against his chest as he held her close. They were back at the bleachers, the site of his earlier humiliation, and lucky for Norm, she still had the hat on.

The only problem was, she was way too close to Buck. There was no way he could get in there to prompt her without the big galoot seeing or hearing him. He needed a distraction.

All he had was himself, and the only problem there was the risk. Buck was unpredictable – he could smash his phone, or even
him
. For a moment, Norm thought he might change his mind. He'd shown them both up already, and his illicit video would serve as a nice piece of blackmail material if he ran into trouble with the cheerleader squad again.

Maybe it would be best to call it a day. He'd had some fun, and nobody had been hurt. Except him. He'd been hurt a bunch of times, and what guarantee was there that it wouldn't happen again?

None
, he thought.
They'll keep fucking with you. This is your chance to fuck back. Now or never!

Steeling himself, he slipped behind a nearby trashcan and shouted for Buck.

The jock looked around, confused. He hadn't seen Norm, and couldn't place where he was yelling from.

“Buck!” he yelled, “Come over here!”

Shawnee was grabbing at him, asking him not to go, but he pushed her aside. “Where you at,
Norrrm
? You know anything about this?”

“Maybe!”

“Maybe nothing you little worm! Come out here and tell me, or you're going to be pancakes.”

Buck turned to explain the joke to Shawnee, and Norm took his chance, circling around and waiting at the far end of the bleachers. Buck stormed across the field, trying to locate him.

His heart jackhammered as he slid towards Shawnee, activating the hat and slipping her the other item from his satchel. Whispering a few words into her ear, he had just enough time to get out of sight before Buck returned.

Wheezing, he took a few deep breaths before settling back to watch the fun.

Shawnee hid the strap-on dildo into the back of her skirt as Buck took her in his arms again.

“Hey, you look like you've calmed down. Feeling okay?”

She nodded. “Take me to the lab, Buck. Norm is there.”

“He is? Shit, come on then! I'm going to pound him into next week!”

I think not
, Norm thought as he followed.

#

Norm had already agreed for the lab to be clear, which felt like a slight abuse of Professor Simmons' trust, but the sweet buzz of adrenaline had wiped the guilt from his mind. He was so close to his revenge he could taste, it, along with a weird copper tang in the back of his throat. He swallowed an allergy tablet dry and tried to breath slow.

Once the pair were in the lab, he stood behind the door, turning the hat's power up to full. Shawnee turned Buck so his back was to the door, allowing Norm to slip inside. He slid down under the Professor's desk, watching as Shawnee went to lock the door.

“This is wrong,” Buck grinned, tearing off his shirt to reveal his gym-ripped chest.

Norm clamped a hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh. Shawnee ran her hands up over Buck's smooth skin, tweaking his nipples soft, then hard.

“Ah!” he said, “Hurts!”

“You like pain?” she said, licking at the reddened flesh.

“Mmm, I like it when you do that after.”

“Take down your trousers,” she recited.

He did, his cock springing free, already mostly erect. She stroked at it, making him tilt his hips towards her.

Remaining clothed, she revealed the strap-on which she'd been hiding. Buck's eyes grew wide.

“What's that for?”

She pulled it on, her fake cock brushing against his. “Turn around,” she replied, eyes glassy.

“I don't know about that, babe. I mean, what if someone sees?”

Norm couldn't turn up the power any more. All he could do was cross his fingers. He'd only told Shawnee to use the dildo on Buck. It seemed like he was less susceptible to the hat's effects.

Luckily, Shawnee had an influence on him. She pulled down her top, revealing her prefect breasts, which he was all too happy to play with.

“Turn around,” she said after he'd sucked on them for a while.

Buck looked over at the door, then back at her. He was obviously conflicted, but his cock was still rock hard.

“Just...okay. Just a little. But then I get what I want.”