The Mind Controlling Device/(Device) Tell mom to get dressed, quick!
From Create Your Own Story
You're going to get dressed again, and quickly! you think, touching the device. True to your command, mom steps back to her pile of clothes and tosses on her jeans and shirt, buttoning her shirt back up most of the way, leaving a fair bit of un-bra'd cleavage visible. You kick her underwear under your bed just out of sight, and just in time - your big sister finally speaks.
Big Sis: "Mom! You home?"
Mom: "I'm Timmy's room, Samantha! Your brother's a little under the weather today, I was just helping take care of him."
Mom doesn't throw you an acknowledging wink like you expected, instead seeming to carry on as normal. All the better, you think. It would be difficult to keep this a secret if the sense of normality you implanted in her thoughts caused her to act like that constantly. Realizing you're still very naked, you quickly toss the sheets over your lower body, and just in time too. Samantha opens the door.
Samantha: "Hey mom, hey twip. I already moved the last couple of things to my car, I just wanted to say hi before I bolted."
Mom: "Sam, why don't you stay for lunch? I know it's kind of a while to just hang out, but I'm sure you'll appreciate a free meal. I know I did when I was in your position."
Sam breathes a huge sigh of relief.
Samantha: "Thank God, I was hoping you'd offer. I'm gonna go watch TV for a while, then. And, mom... braless. Daring choice. Good look for you, though. Bet dad'll love it."
Mom blushes.
You smile. You started noticing how hot Sam was around the same time you started noticing your mother. Shorter and heavier than mom, her bit of extra weight rests in all the right places. You're still down and out from the huge splooge you just fed your mother, but since she'll be staying a while, it doesn't matter. Considering the possibilities alone - your sexy sister and mother both totally under your control - is nearly enough to get you right back up.
