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Disclaimer: Contains strong brainwashing/mind control factors. Only Chapter 1 of this ongoing series will be posted. If you want to read future chapters, link is at the end. For now, enjoy 😉

**Perfect Mother**

**Chapter 1**

The clock hit midnight. I squeezed my eyes shut.

The house was silent except for the drone of the news in the living room. After years of the TV never being switched off and hearing the same rotation of news anchors and reporters, my ears had become accustomed to the chatter, morphing it to silence instead.

Everything was perfectly timed. I had just turned eighteen ten seconds ago and I had just completed my invention a day before that.

Now it was time to test it out and never look back.

I walked out of my room, passed the stacks of cardboard boxes and stepped over the gruel on the floor, knocking several empty bottles of alcohol as I made my way through the living room.

I frowned when I saw the rain splattering through the hole in the roof, once a tiny circle, now a medium-sized crater, the sole bucket under the hole not wide enough to hold back the merciless downpour.

I was cautious walking through the slippery tiles. Most of the ceramic was already eroded, mold painting over it in a mix of green and dark purple. There were too many times where I had slipped and fallen, and it could be fatal if I had broken something and needed immediate medical attention. None of my family members owned a car, and it wouldn’t make a difference even if they had one.

After making it through the danger zone, I entered the kitchen where Rachel was sitting, focused on the small screen in her palm.

I didn’t bother speaking. She rarely did for eighteen years, ever since the day she bore me into the world. On most days, I wished I never came out of her. It might be better for everyone that way.

Still, I studied her. It would be the last time I saw her, and I wanted a good look at my mother. To not know what I have lost, but to discover relief at what I will gain.

Rachel could have had passable beauty years ago. She must have possessed *something* that attracted the attention of David. But years of drug abuse had made her face sunken and her skin pale, almost yellowish. Her hair was thin and sparse, and as she yawned, I could glimpse half a dozen crooked teeth.

“Fuck you want, boy?” Rachel growled under her breath, her pale eyes finally leaving the screen.

“It’s my birthday,” I said softly.

“Want candy? Go out and get candy and stop fucking looking at me.”

I should be ecstatic. Rachel was actually talking to me. Her voice was different from what I remembered. It sounded more weary and croaked. Defeated. Lifeless.

Young me would have taken this conversation as a birthday gift. Eighteen years and never receiving a single box wrapped in ribbons.

“I’m going out,” I told her. “And I’m not coming back.”

She didn’t reply, instead grunting out her approval and going back to her phone.

“But I want to show you something first. I don’t need to, since I won’t exist to you after I walk through that door, but I need a test subject.”

Her pale eyes glanced up again. That was everything I needed.

I brought up my invention, a short metal stick with a lens on the tip. I clicked the button and light flashed through, blinding Rachel for a few seconds.tanner

My hand fell back to my side. “You will not remember me. Tanner Williams is gone from your memory.”

Rachel blinked slowly, her eyes wide and her expression blank. I saw her face morph from expressionless to confused.

“Who the hell are you?” She stood up and narrowed her sunken eyes at me. “How did you get in here? I didn’t hear the front door open.”

I smiled, the twitch on my lips an unfamiliar feeling. It worked. Of course it did. I had spent the last five years on this.

“Goodbye, Rachel.”

I walked out, leaving the confused drug addict and the putrid, familiar smell behind. I paused at the front door and glanced towards the living room where I could see the faint outline of David, in his usual spot, doing his usual thing. Bottles of alcohol were decorated around his recliner.

Should I use the device on him and wipe me from his memory too?

The TV briefly flashed, and for a moment, I could see my father fully. It wasn’t a pretty sight. His eyes were closed, and his beer belly was rising and falling steadily.

No, no need. The old fuck wouldn’t even realize I was gone. He probably never will.

Sighing, I opened the front door and stepped out into the pouring rain. Overhead, lightning struck, illuminating the area around me and scattering the rats away.

I walked straight forward. I didn’t know where I was going, but anywhere was better than hell. My hair was already soaked and my face was pelted by liquid bullets.

I was finally free. Ready to begin a new life.

Ready to begin a new family.

***

**One Month Later**

I found her. The perfect candidate.

She breezed past me in her white coat, her delicious scent waffling into my nose.

“Sir?”

Holy fuck, she was beautiful. I had been surveying potential women to fit in the role of mother, and a month later, here she was.

“Sir?”

I turned back to the woman behind the desk, a slight frown on her face.

“Sorry.” I coughed into a fist. “What did you say?”

“That would be thirty dollars fifty cents,” she informed me.

Thirty dollars for just a painkiller? Holy shit, hospitals were expensive.

I took out my wallet and counted the bills. Walking out of the house with nothing except the clothes on me and my hand clutching the memory device was a daunting move. I knew I wouldn’t survive the week, so the first thing I did was flash the light on some wealthy looking people and take their wallets.

“Here,” I said, handing out thirty-two crisp bills.

She started counting the money.

“Who’s that?” I asked, nodding at the blonde beauty now in the far distance. Her gait was brisk, her strides long, and for some reason, it was turning me the fuck on.

The cashier looked up, then stared in the direction I was pointing. “Who?”

“The woman. The one with the doctor’s coat.”

“Why? Do you have an appointment with her?”

Before I could reply, she giggled.

“You must have an appointment, right? It explains your hearing.”

Now it was my turn to frown.

She took one look at my face and giggled again.

“Doctor Gold is the medical director of audiology,” she explained.

Her last name was gold. And, my god, she really was gold.

“What’s her full name?”

The frown was back. “Why?”

“I just want to know.”

She studied me, her eyes flickering all over my face.

“Audrey Gold,” she finally said, going back to counting the wad of cash.

I looked back to my right, but the beauty was already gone.

Audrey Gold, huh?

I didn’t even know her yet, but I knew she would be the perfect mother.

“Tanner Gold,” I muttered, tasting the words on my tongue, and earning another strange look from the cashier.

Abandoning my deadbeat father’s name and adopting a new one seemed like the right thing to do. It would solidify all severance from my past.

Tanner Gold.

I *love* it already.

***

I felt like a creep.

I waited in my car at the hospital parking lot until staff started funneling out. I eyed every single one with a binocular, trying to spot golden hair. I glimpsed the cashier I had talked to this afternoon at the end of the group, walking out and chattering with a bunch of nurses.

But when everyone had left, I saw no sign of golden hair and toned skin. Late nights were a norm to me, so I took my time, settling back in my seat and turning up the radio.

An hour passed, and I was really starting to doubt that I had somehow missed her. But she came out then, all alone, still in her doctor’s coat, handbag slung over her shoulder.

It was the first time I got a good look at her. And my god, she was more stunning than I had wondered. Not only did she have the most luscious golden hair that was tied into a neat ponytail, but she possessed breathtaking hazel eyes, ones that I wouldn’t mind staring into all night.

Dark eyebrows, a pretty nose, rosy lips, high cheekbones… Holy fuck, she was making me hard.

I couldn’t give my full impression of her body with her wearing that long white coat over a dress, but she was slim and slender, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she had the curves to match her face.

I couldn’t keep my gaze off her. I had never been in love, but as I pressed my eyes harder against the binoculars, burning her beauty into my mind, I knew this was love at first sight.

She was all worth it. I could have gotten laid as soon as I created the mind-altering device, but I wanted to lose my virginity to someone special.

And Christ, this woman was it. She was everything I had dreamt and hoped for—all in one slender, tall package.

I had to talk to her. Life sprang into my body before senses could appear. I put the binocular away, swept a hand over my hair, and exited my car, walking towards the doctor.

“Hey,” I called out as I came into hearing distance. “Doctor Gold?”

She stiffed when she heard me, stopping in her tracks, her hazel eyes squinting in the darkness. I didn’t blame her. I was wearing a hoodie with dark chinos and even darker boots, walking towards an extremely attractive woman at three in the morning.

“Yes?” she called back out.

Her voice…

She was tired, I realized, as I closed the distance between us and stopped a few feet away. Her eyes were half closed, a little reddish. Her posture was swaying slightly as she stood in front of me. And her voice was strained, but she couldn’t hide the silkiness in her low voice. Not from me.

Fuck. I wanted that voice to lull me to sleep as we held each other in bed. I wanted that voice to scream out my name as I ravaged her body.

I have never felt such carnal desire for a single person. All the other attractive older women that I had sought for the position as my mother didn’t hold a candle to this stunning creature.

I eyed her, soaking her fully. I couldn’t understand just how old she was, but from a first impression, she looked to be in her mid-thirties. The perfect age for a mother.

I raked my gaze down her body, admiring every tempting inch. Her dress covered the majority of her lower body, but every time she stepped forward or swayed, the hem of her dark dress would ride up an inch or two, revealing perfectly tanned skin and long legs. Either she went out in the sun a lot to exercise, or she visited a tanning spa often.

“Sir?” she said, nervousness layering her voice. She looked around us, and when she saw no one was in sight, her hand clutched her handbag tighter. “How can I help you?”

Jesus, she needs to stop talking. Now. The silky in her voice was making me rock fucking hard.

“I just wanted to say how beautiful you look,” I told her, wondering if flattery would work. I had never talked to a woman before, not even my real mother, so standing before her was making my heart pound and my mind to whirl.

“Oh.” She sneaked another quick glance around again. “Thank you.”

Silence stretched between us. I was comfortable in the lack of conversation, perfectly content with just looking at her. Audrey was getting more fidgety by the second, her hazel eyes now full on alert.

She broke the silence first.

“Sir, if you don’t need anything, can I go now?”

“Just a second.” I looked down and lodged my hand into my right pocket where I kept the mind altering device.

I didn’t even have the chance to take it out before I felt a blow to my head. A grunt tore from my throat and the next thing I knew, I was sideways on the ground with my right shoulder screaming in pain.

Audrey didn’t apologize. She ran as quickly as her heels could take her. I struggled to go after her, but even though my hands obeyed me, the rest of my body didn’t.

“Shit!” I shouted as a sharp pain shot through my shoulder and my vision blurred. I could still see Audrey, now a tiny figure in the distance. She opened the door to her car, a silver Toyota Camry, and a few moments later she was driving off, far away from me.

I cursed under my breath, the pain on my shoulder now dulling to a constant throb. I had control over my body now as I clutched my shoulder and struggled to sit up.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Why did I even have a conversation with her? All I needed to do was walk up to her, flash the light, and she was mine. But I really wanted to get to know her before I altered her memory. Once I clicked the light, she would never be the same.

More foul language tumbled from me as I got up on trembling legs and rolled my sleeve up. My side of my right arm had a dark purple bruise, but otherwise, nothing felt broken.

I sighed, affording a look around me. Nobody was in sight, except for a bullfrog croaking in the distance. The sound felt like it was mocking me, laughing at my failure.

It didn’t matter. I would come back the next day and use the device to extract all the information I needed to figure out which wing in the hospital she was working at, and if she wasn’t there, I would figure out where she lived. There had to be a record somewhere.

I would stop at nothing to have her. I would do everything in my power to—

I squinted at the ground next to me. Was that…

Yeah, her handbag was on the ground. She must have swung it against my head and ran off, forgetting all about it. What was even in the damned thing? It felt like I was being struck by a rock.

I bent down and flipped it open, unzipping the bag and then opening it wide to take a peek inside.

I saw her phone, a bunch of cash and coins, a travel sized perfume flask, and some cards. Taking out the perfume, I sprayed it onto the back of my hand and took a good whiff.

Oh, god. It was a good mix of floral and fruity, sweet and light. Feminine.

I was already back to rock hard. It was pathetic, really. I was so desperate to lose my virginity, but for a month, I held back. Now, my patience had run thin and my hormones were in overdrive—all aimed towards one woman.

I dropped the perfume back in the bag and took out all the cards from the card slots. She had a bunch of credit cards, but those were not what I was looking for. I dropped the cards back into the bag as I flipped them one by one until I found what I wanted. Her driver’s license.

I ran my thumb over the headshot of her pretty face. Usually, headshots made people look less appealing than what they were in real life, but not Audrey. The unflattering lighting and the absence of a smile couldn’t hide her attractiveness.

I dropped my eyes to what I really wanted, scanning her address. It wasn’t too far from here, and I wasn’t tired, so I headed back towards my car—a sleek Cadillac that I made some guy believe was mine—and opened my GPS app where I typed in her address.

This time, when I saw Audrey again, I wouldn’t hesitate. In a few hours, I was gonna be in her bed, fucking the ever living shit out of her.

I wanted to crack a smile, but my shoulder was still reeling in pain. Grimacing, I switched on the ignition and started the ten-minute road trip to her place.

***

For a medical director of a prestigious hospital, Audrey lived rather modestly. I stared at the simple condo building that was cramped six stories high with units. Glancing back to her driver’s license confirmed that she indeed was living here.

There wasn’t even security at the front, so I drove in and parked my car in the first available parking spot. I spotted her Camry sitting in between two other cars a distance away, so she was definitely here.

I turned off the ignition and googled ‘Audrey Gold’, needing to know everything about her. She had a LinkedIn page which showed her work history and education. She had worked in the hospital for a decade now, interning there straight out of school, and then completing her residency.

Nothing interesting.

I clicked back and scrolled through until I found her Facebook account. Her relationship status was single, and she didn’t seem to have any mention of siblings or children. Most of her photos were taken with her girlfriends. That was good. After mind wiping her, I didn’t need to go search for her entire family to scrub out their memories of her. She really was the perfect candidate for this.

I exited the car, feeling like I couldn’t breathe with the non-stop thumping on my chest. The only thing that kept me going was the vision of finally having a loving mother who cared for me so much, she would do absolutely anything for me. I needed overwhelming love, and my invention was gonna make that fantasy come true.

I walked slowly, taking the stairs, trying to be as quiet as efficient because an unfamiliar face in dark clothes at almost four in the morning would ring alarm bells.

I stopped in front of her door and stood there, debating how the hell I was gonna do this. I had no skills in breaking into a home, and she would probably use the peephole on her door, especially with what had happened not even an hour ago.

Should I stake outside her door until she opens it to go back to work? I was definitely eager to wait as long as it was needed.

But my question was met when I heard footsteps beside me, and an elderly woman came into view.

“Who are you?” she asked, her gaze suspicious. “Are you one of Audrey’s friends?”

I didn’t want to risk anything this time. I fished out the mind device and aimed it at her.

A click. A flash of light.

The elderly woman wobbled, and she almost fell down.

I spoke low and fast. “All you remember is that you need to ask Audrey a question. Go knock on her door and tell her to open it.”

She was still wobbly on her feet, shaking her head. I hid around the corner and waited until the command had solidified in her mind.

It only took a few seconds.

“Audrey?” The old woman’s voice was warm as she knocked on the door. “Audrey, dear, could you come out for a second? I need to ask you something.”

Even from around the corner, I could hear her brisk footstep thumping on the ground, and then a loud click as the lock opened.

“Mrs Green?” Audrey’s voice sounded completely drained, but they were still music to my ears. “It’s almost four in the morning. What is it?”

I had to make it quick. With my device in hand, I rounded the corner and hurried back towards Mrs Green, who was looking extremely confused.

“I wanted to ask you…” She scratched her head. “I don’t know exactly.” She slowly turned when she heard me. “Who is this young man?”

I came into view beside the old lady. Audrey’s tired eyes went wide with shock and her mouth parted. I didn’t let her do more than that. I clicked the device and light flashed in front of her face.

I turned to the lady and clicked on the device too, just for good measure. Both of them morphed into the same expression. Big eyes, jaws slacked and open. I didn’t bother with the elderly woman. I stepped inside the apartment and locked the door behind me, twisting the lock shut.

I took Audrey’s hand, shivering as I felt her soft skin, and led her away from the door. She didn’t withstand me as I brought her to the middle of her living room. She had changed out of her doctor’s coat, but she was still wearing the same dress that disappointedly covered most of her skin.

We would fix that later. Her mind was open to me now. Her memories were now mine to play with. I already knew what to say. The words tumbled from my lips.

“Audrey, you have a son now. You named him Tanner and today is his birthday.”

I liked my name, so I didn’t want it changed. But I definitely didn’t like March fifth. It was the day when I had clawed out from Rachel’s womb and have been neglected ever since. There was nothing to celebrate about the day. Today, though, was the begin of my new life and a *very* special day.

I continued on, transfixed by her glassy hazel eyes and blank expression. “You love Tanner so much; more than life itself. You will do absolutely anything for him. Everything you do, every cent you make, every breath you take, is for your only son. You’re so madly in love with Tanner that somewhere throughout the years, you became sexually attracted to him. Ever since you can remember, you want to give yourself to Tanner. You’re desperate for his love and you’re obsessed with taking care of him, so much so that you would *love* to take care of his every sexual desire too.”

As I talked, giving her mind new instructions and memories, my erection grew harder and harder. I could feel my underwear getting completely soaked, but I didn’t care. I just talked.

“But you know it’s wrong to have sex with your underage son. So you convince yourself to wait for his eighteenth birthday. For his present today, you have the wonderful idea that you’re going to give him *yourself*. He is a grown man now and so there is nothing wrong with consensual sex with between adults. You have been planning this day for years now. On his eighteenth birthday, you’re going to tell him to come into your room and surprise him by wearing your sexiest lingerie. You’re going to explain to him how much you love him and then seduce him into sex, giving him *everything* your body can offer to a man.”

I stopped, completely out of breath, my heart pounding so hard in my chest. I took a step back and waited until her mind could process all the new information and fit in all the forced memories I fed her into her past.

Life came back into her eyes a minute later. She blinked once. Twice. A third time. Audrey looked around the room for a moment before her gaze settled on me.

A wild smile formed on her full lips.

“Tanner, baby,” she said in a sing-song-like voice. “Happy birthday!”

She stepped forward, her arms open in a hug. I couldn’t help but crack a slight smile too, affected by her contagious excitement. I accepted her embrace. Her breasts pressed against my chest and warmth enveloped me.

My first hug. God, I definitely had missed out a lot on life.

Soon it would be my first kiss. Then, my first woman. Audrey was gonna break all my virginities tonight.

“I’m sorry I’m back late.” Her voice dropped. “You know how it goes. Mommy has to work hard to give you a good life.”

*Mommy.*

I had at all times addressed my birth mother with her real name, so the term was alien. But, Christ. Judging by the way my cock jerked up and the way my heart raced faster, I *loved* hearing it.

And the way she had said it. It was full of warmth and love, almost as if she had purred it out.

“Oh!” Audrey stepped back and glanced in between my legs. When she looked back up, there was a sexy glint in her hazel eyes. “You’re a bit excited today, aren’t you?” She blinked her long lashes at me innocently. “Does my baby boy miss his Mommy?”

I grinned. “I do. I missed you so much.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” she told me, changing her pitch to a little girl’s voice. She took the pin out of her golden hair. It fell down in waves and she swiped the strands out of her face. “I missed you too. I couldn’t stop thinking about you back in the hospital.”

God, she looked twice as sexy with her hair down. Everything about her was so god damn erotic.

The silkiness was back to her voice. “I’m a little tired from work, and I have an early shift tomorrow. But….” She allowed her words to trail off, and a smirk appeared. “I have a present for you.”

“Oh.” I tried my best to look ignorant. “You do? What is it?”

Her smirk widened, and she raised a hand up and ran the pad of her thumb against my lower lip. “You’ll have to come and see for yourself.” She exhaled slowly, her breath tickling my skin, her eyes never leaving my lips. “You’re a big man now. A grown adult. I want you to show you something, but you have to promise me just one thing.”

A lot of thoughts raced through my mind. All of them leading to one outcome.

“What is it?”

She pressed forward, placing both palms on my chest and backing me to a chair. “I want you to sit down right here and wait five minutes. Then, come into my room. Remember your manners. Knock first.”

Words were getting harder and harder to form. I was growing so horny. Was this what seduction looked and felt like? She was doing a damn good job at it.

Audrey—No, my mother—headed towards the right, where she disappeared into a hallway. But not before she gave a long look back, making a sexy show of her hips swaying and her teeth biting down on her bottom lip, eyes gleaming with pure sex.

I got out of my chair and peeked around the corner, just in time to see the door at the end of the hallway closed shut. I knew where her room was now, so I walked back to the coach where I mentally counted to five minutes.

I didn’t even make it past three. So much pre-cum was leaking out of my cock, it was getting uncomfortable to sit. With my pulse quickening and my head throbbing with anticipation, I got up on shaky legs and headed towards her room.

I held a breath, steadied myself, and rapped on the door with my knuckles.

Her silky voice leaked from inside.

“Come in.”

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