Author's Notes: As is usual to state on Literotica, in case it is not clear enough from the story itself, all characters participating in sexual acts occurring in this story are at least 18 years of age.
As was already implied in the description, this is a mind control-themed incest story. If you don't like those stories, feel free to skip this one. If you like this type of stories, then I hope you'll find yourself enjoying this one as well.
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"Hey Hun!" Blakely yelled energetically as she opened the door to her son's bedroom, laughing at his startled reaction as she walked in. "Ooh, don't tell me I'm already so old and ugly! You got scared like I was the monster from under your bed when you were five."
"Hi Mom," Theo replied, his voice stoic and deadpan, barely moving after the initial jerk of his body from the door flying open. At this point, he was used to how perky, playful and energetic his mother was, and although he himself was much more reserved, he liked her for that and learned how to deal with their different natures so that neither of them felt uneasy, or even insulted. "You have a lot of energy for someone who had just returned from an experimental brain surgery."
His mother just laughed again at his words.
"Meh! They just held some scanner like thingy against my forehead, a bit of a sting, and boom!" she explained, gesticulating wildly to help illustrate what she was saying, his eyes following every move of her body.
It wasn't just that he wanted to fully get what she was saying and what she meant. His mother had exactly the curvy, attractive body you'd stereotypically expect such a bubbly, cheerful woman to have, in contrast to shy, bookish women with personalities similar to his, whom most people would typically expect to not have many curves at all.
With every move of hers, those curves, boobs, ass, thighs, and so on of hers bounced and shook. It was impossible not to stare, even though the program he was working on demanded quite a lot of his attention right now. Maybe if she weren't wearing such revealing clothes, he would've already gotten this done...
"When it was in, they just wiped a teensy bit of blood off of me, and boom!" his mother further explained. "I was a cyborg, just like you've always wanted," she finished, with a smile on her face, the incredibly sweet one a parent has when they've gotten for their child something that child was waiting for for a long time.
"Yup, you got one sooner than I did. No idea what to say to that," he flatly admitted, though he hoped that his mother would catch the hints of admiration in his voice.
"Oh, screw you," she playfully replied, the warm smile from before still on her face as she turned to leave. "The dinner is in twenty minutes, so, don't be late! Come eat it while it'll be still warm."
"Sure thing, Mom," her son reassured her as she left.
As the door closed behind her, he turned his attention back fully to his computer.
He was so close to finishing this...
The following few minutes passed by as if in a blink of an eye, and when what he was waiting for finally appeared in front of him, it felt as if he had suddenly snapped back into reality.
There it was, on the screen just inches away from him. Sure, he didn't know yet what any of those lines, graphs, tables, and figures in front of him meant, but there was no doubt as to what this was.
He couldn't wait until he told her and showed this to her. She wasn't the most tech-savvy person, not by a long shot, but he was certain that even she would understand what it meant that he had managed to hack the chip that was just implanted into her brain. After all, this was the pet project of one of the very richest men in the world, the visionary he and so many tech-worshipping IT nerds like him revered, and there he was, a 19-year-old kid who had just gotten through its defenses right after it was presented to the world by being given to his mother and the other 9,999 lucky, randomly selected souls.
Theo couldn't believe his luck, or his genius, as he stared at the colorful tables on the screen in front of him.
Wait a moment.
Was that a video file?
Unsure of what to expect, he cautiously clicked twice on the out-of-place looking file, quickly putting his headphones on right after doing so.
The video took less than a second to load, his eyes barely registering the black screen before it was replaced with the visual contents of said video.
There he was. The visionary. The great inventor who made all of this possible, in the flesh. Well, OK, in pixels, but as far as Theo was concerned, that was pretty much the same, anyway.
"Hello, sir or madam who is the lucky genius able to see this video. But, let's be real, you are probably using the same bathrooms I do, that's just the way this is," the billionaire rather dismissively stated with a laugh, prompting Theo to grin as he continued watching the video. "Well, my fellow XY chromosomes carrier, and I truly apologize if you aren't one madam, what can I say? Congratulations on breaking through into the chip. You of course won't get another chance since we're majorly changing the system security for the next ones. So, savor this unique moment, because that's not the only thing that's changing after those prototypes..."
Now, he had questions. Socially awkward as he was, he almost asked the man in the video what he meant before the video continued.
"Now, you're probably asking what this is all about. So, let's get to the meat of this. Those 10,000 prototypes we've recently put into some unfortunate schmucks' heads were meant to be hacked. Well, at least this one you, sir or madam, did. The moment this video, which you were meant to find and play, was started, our servers received an automated signal, to which they responded with automatic security upgrades sent to the remaining 9,999 ones. Don't even think about trying to hack those, it's pretty much humanly impossible with all of the layers of encryption and other security we're giving them, which is also what all of the other chips after those ones will get from the beginning.
"Also, along with being impossible, hacking them is simply going to be much less fun as well.
"You see, the breachable security isn't the only difference between those prototypes and the later chips, nor is it the only feature we're taking away from the rest now that this chip got hacked."
Once again, Theo had felt like asking the man in the video a question. Well, saying something to himself actually, of course, if only to prepare his mind for what he strongly suspected would be an absolute bombshell.
As he immediately realized, that was exactly what he should've done.
"You see, these chips can completely control the minds of the poor suckers they are implanted in," the rich genius almost casually followed. "I assume that you already have some knowledge about the history of technology working with, and on, the human central nervous system. If so, then you already know that the tech to control people's movements and emotions has already been here for generations, it's just not used.
