The Magic Remote

I woke up the next morning with a general sense of unease. Today was the first day of yoga with Mom. Though I was happy to be helping her, I had no idea how to do yoga. Mom had sent me a text asking if we could start at ten, so I didn't have much time to think about it. Like a zombie, I ate breakfast and took a shower without much mind to what I was doing.

If I wanted to, I could use the remote to make Mom think I had helped her. But since I had used the remote to make her give me a blowjob, I felt like I needed to do something nice for her. I was glad we were doing it in the morning so it wouldn't be too hot. After I checked my schedule to make sure I wouldn't miss class, I headed out to the living room.

"Are you sure you want to help me, you don't have to if you don't want to..."

Mom stood in the middle of the living room, with her yoga pad laid out on the pale green carpet. She wore a blue hoodie that hid her upper torso. Beneath that, she wore black yoga pants that clung to her legs. Her face turned a bright red as she bounced nervously from one foot to the other. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey! Don't laugh at me," she said, crossing her arms.

I placed a hand on her shoulder. "Alright, I'm sorry. Trust me, if I didn't want to help you I wouldn't be here. Now, what's the first position we need to work on?"

That seemed to calm her down. She walked over to grab the book we were supposed to be working out of, which gave me a great look at her ass in yoga pants. The tight pants seemed to mold to her skin, showing me every curve on her body. The thin outline of her thong caused my lower regions to wake up. Was she wearing the same thong she had worn for her maid outfit? I pretended to be studying the ceiling as she turned back toward me.

"What do you think about this pose?" she asked as she pushed the book toward me.

I took the book from her hand, raising an eyebrow at the picture of the pose. It featured a woman bent completely forward at the hip leaning on a chair. The angle of the pose made me check to see if the book was meant for beginners. The title read: '30 Basic Yoga Poses For The Average Woman.'

Shrugging to myself, I handed the book back to her, "Looks kind of hard, but I think we can make it work. Let me go grab a chair and we can get started."

Once I returned from the kitchen, I placed the chair near the yoga mat. Mom stepped onto the mat and placed her hands on the chair. She began to move her feet back so that her body would be bent like in the photo. I watched as her steps became slower and her breathing became harder.

"Remember, breathe in and out. Once you're in the position we'll hold it for a few seconds." I tried to sound like a yoga instructor I had seen on a TV show once.

She sighed. "Could you help me a bit, honey?"

I stepped forward onto the mat. "That's what I'm here for."

She laughed before gesturing behind her. "Could you, um, get behind and pull me back?"

"Uh, okay," I replied. I stepped behind her, taking another look at her assets, and grabbed lightly onto her torso. "Like this?"

"No, further down. Try grabbing onto my hips."

My face turned red as I slid my hands down to her hips. Yeah, I had fucked her, but she was under my control then. This time she was asking me to touch her. I put one hand on the center of her back to help guide her body straight down towards the chair as I pulled her hips back. Her ass unintentionally rubbed against my crotch as she bent over. The added help I was providing was the final push for Mom to complete the pose.

We both froze, aware of the other's predicament. Unfortunately, Mom couldn't hold the pose for long and collapsed on the floor. The silence was broken by laughter as I helped her onto her feet. The chaos of the moment helped to calm my erection, but I knew another moment like that could come at any time.

"Why don't we start with some basic stretches for now."

The two of us continued to stretch and try some of the simpler poses in the book. Each new pose and stretch gave me a better look at her ass. It was perfectly rounded and ripe for squeezing between my fingers. I tried my best to clear my mind, but after an hour of yoga, I was a mess. Mom looked like a mess as well with sweaty strands of hair sticking to her face. We finished our last pose of the day and collapsed onto the ground.

"I think this is a good stopping point," I said, straining to get back on my feet. "Want some water, Mom?"

She smiled weakly at me. "Sure, honey, that sounds nice."

I walked to the kitchen, my mind a tornado of thoughts. This was so much worse than I thought. Being so close to her, while she wasn't under my control, drove me crazy. Three times I had to hide my erection so she wouldn't notice. At least this was making her happy, that made it worth it.

With my hands full, I went back into the living room. Mom had packed up all the yoga stuff while I was in the kitchen. She sat back on the couch and reached her hand out for the glass. "Thanks, honey, for everything today."

"Ah, don't mention it. This was fun."

She smiled again, causing my heart to skip a beat. "Fun enough to try again tomorrow?"

All I could do was nod. On the outside, I tried to look calm and collected. On the inside, I was worried about the feelings I was starting to develop. Did I have a crush on my mom? Yeah, again, I had fucked her, but that was different. This felt a hundred times more intimate. Realizing that I had let the silence drag on for too long, I quickly walked back to my room. I all could hear was Mom's laughter behind me.

"I'll see you after class, honey," she called after me

Even after the events of that morning, I hadn't forgotten about my plan. I would create my harem using the magic remote I had bought online. It wouldn't be any harem, it would be a harem of girls whose minds were changed to think they were related to me. After that first session of yoga, incest was becoming more and more appealing to me.

Before I could start my plan, I needed to know how powerful the remote really was. Pulling up the introduction video, I watched it to the end where they flashed a number onscreen. I still had time before class started, so I typed in the number and waited as it rang.

"Hello, this is Katie's Emporium customer support. How can I help you?" said the person on the other end. Their voice was like the voice on the remote.

"Hi, I purchased a magical remote from your website a couple of weeks ago and I had a couple of questions about it."

"Of course, what troubles are you having?"

"Where do I start... Okay, can I use the remote on two people at once?"

There was a brief pause. "You can control two or more people at once, but you must press the power button for each person. The remote must be facing them for it to work."

Well, that sucked, but at least I could control more than one person at a time. "Can I change the memories of a person?"

"Yes. Memories, personality, emotions, all of this can be changed with the remote. You'll have to describe the memories for them, but they will remember them as you intend them to."

"Is this legal?"

"Rest assured, if there are any legal concerns our legal team is ready to handle them. You just enjoy using our products to your heart's content."

I shrugged. If she wasn't worried, then there was no reason for me to worry.

"Alright, thank you. I think that will be all."

"Call again if you have any questions. Goodbye!"

Once I hung up, I didn't move for some time. My phone lit up as it came time for class. I picked it up and placed it in my pocket. With the accidental press of one button, my life had changed forever. And I planned to keep changing it until it was perfect.

Today I had one class: College Math. Throwing the remote in my pocket, I drove down to the college. It was an easy drive, but that didn't mean my mind was at ease. If I wanted to create my harem, I needed to find people without their own families. Well, I didn't need to, but it made the whole thing easier.

As I walked into my math class, I was surprised to find the whole class full. There was a wide variety of students, from older folks to those like me who were fresh out of high school. The professor hadn't arrived yet, so the students talked amongst themselves. None of the women in the class stood out to me, so I sat in an empty seat at the front and waited for class to start.

As the clock struck one, the door to the classroom opened. A tall, fit woman around the same age as my mom walked in. She had short dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. Her skin was tanned, her face covered in a light amount of freckles. She wore a t-shirt and jeans, both of them looking like they were a size too small. While her body was similar to June's, she had smaller breasts, but a larger ass. Once I got a better look at her legs, I noticed she had massive thighs.

"Good morning, class. My name is Dr. Larson. Welcome to College Math." She spoke in a firm tone, her eyes scanning the classroom. When her eyes met mine, she smiled but didn't say anything. Confused, I turned around to see if she had been looking at someone else, but the seat behind me was empty.

After that, class went by normally. She did a role call and then went over the syllabus. All of it seemed simple enough. While I tried to make it look like I was paying attention, I wasn't. I was wondering how Dr. Larson could fit into my plan. An older sister perhaps? That didn't seem realistic as she was around the same age as Mom. An aunt? Maybe, but I didn't want to have too many aunts. Then my thoughts turned to Mom and how lonely she was after Dad died. Would Mom want to remarry?

After that thought, I checked Dr. Larson's hands for a ring. Thankfully, she didn't wear any. Still, I needed to do more planning before I finalized anything. It was hard not to laugh at how crazy that sounded. Here I was planning to mind control my teacher, who else but I could say that for real?

Of course, the remote had been listed publicly online. It was possible others had the remote and were using it for their own desires.

"Mr. Green, why don't you come up to the board?" asked Dr. Larson, gesturing to a math problem she had written on the board.

It didn't seem that complicated so I stood next to her and grabbed a marker. As I wrote out my answer to the problem, I couldn't help but feel intimated by Dr. Larson. She stood about a foot taller than me and looked like she could snap me in half. Taking a step closer to me, she fixed a minor mistake I had made. This close to her, I learned that she smelled like strawberries and chlorine. It was a weird mix, but I didn't hate it.

"Good work, Mr. Green," she said aloud to the class. Then she whispered in my ear, "I look forward to seeing you in the pool. Don't forget to come to practice." Giving me a wink, she gently pushed me toward my seat.

To be honest, I had decided not to join the Water Polo team, but after being that close to a goddess, I changed my mind. Before I knew it, the class was over. Everyone shuffled out of the room quickly, leaving Dr. Larson and me alone.

She smiled at me. "June told me about you. I'm glad you agreed to come to practice. I've been having some trouble getting men to try out for the time."

"I'm going, to be honest," I replied. "I don't know the first thing about Water Polo."

Dr. Larson waved her hand dismissively. "Neither did my daughter and I before I started working here. I used to be her high school swim coach, but they needed a Water Polo coach so I volunteered."

"Daughter?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, June. She didn't mention me?"

Without thinking, I pulled the remote out and pointed it at Dr. Larson. "What's tha--" Before she could finish her question, I pressed the power button. Her eyes glazed over, and her amused expression faded.

Was using the remote like that rude? Yeah, but I had a couple of questions I wasn't sure she would answer without using the remote. "Are you married?"

"No," she answered.

"Do you have any other children? Any other family?" The fact that June was her daughter made her perfect for my plan. Originally, I had wanted to wait and see who I could find. If they were going to fall into my lap, might as well move things along.

Dr. Larson shook her head. "June is the only family I have."

While I could have changed her however I wanted, I wanted to see what her true thoughts were first. "Are you attracted to women at all?"

"Yes."

Pulling out my phone, I showed her the video of Mom and me fucking on the couch. Mom's moans echoed around the room. "What about this woman?"

She grabbed the phone from my hand and stared closely at the screen. "Yes, I find her attractive." After watching the video for a minute she handed the phone back to me.

"What about me?" I asked, standing up a bit straighter.

She examined me for a bit before answering, "I think you are handsome, but I'm not attracted to my students. It's a turn-off for me."

"If I wasn't your student?"

She shrugged. "Maybe."

A Maybe was good enough for me. "First things first, no matter how bad I do in your class, you'll give me an A at the end of the semester. Understand?" She nodded in response.

"Do you have a private place on campus where we won't be bothered?"

Dr. Larson thought about it for a second be she answered, "Near the pool, I have a private office."

"Great! After practice, you'll take me and June into the office. Alright?"

She nodded. Satisfied, I pressed the power button on the remote and slipped it back into my pocket. Dr. Larson looked confused for a second as she gathered herself. "See you at practice," I said, heading out the door.

"Wait," said Dr. Larson. "Do you have a swimsuit?"

I paused. "I have my swim trunks."

Shaking her head, she reached inside her desk and pulled out a few different sizes of speedos. Each one was a different color, but all of them were emblazoned with the school's mascot on the back. "I don't know what size you are, but you'll need these if you want to compete."

I took the speedos from her hand and looked at her solemnly. "Do I have to?"

Dr. Larson laughed. "Yes! Normal swim trunks will slow you down."

Groaning, I hide the speedos inside my binder. "Fine. See you at practice."

There was an hour before practice started, so I spent the time coming up with a plan. After practice, I would begin June and her mother's transformation into my family. Because Mom didn't have to be in the room to be controlled, I could call her to make sure her memories matched the others.

The thought of having two moms and a sister excited me, more than just sexually. Since Dad had died, it had been quite lonely at my house. Having more people around would be a lot of fun.

Even so, there were still some kinks, no pun intended, in my plan. Aunt Kathy was my only family besides Mom, I would need to think of an excuse for why Mom had never told her about Dr. Larson. Megan was easy to come up with a solution for, I would just give her false memories like the rest. I decided not to make Megan join the family, Mom needed someone outside of the family to talk to.

Then my thoughts turned to Aaron. How did he fit into all of this? I wasn't sure. I didn't want to mind control my best friend and give him false memories, but I wasn't sure if I had a choice.

I sighed as I checked the time. Grabbing a towel and a red speedo which seemed about my size, I headed toward the pool. The River's Peak Community College pool was located at the back of campus in its own building. I was glad to see it was inside because that meant I didn't have to worry about rain. It didn't rain often, but when it did I didn't want to be in the pool.

The rest of the team was already warming up in the pool as I entered. From my count, there were 10 people. Three of them were boys, all of them wearing nothing more than a speedo. The rest were girls. Each of them wore a one-piece swimsuit with the school mascot on the side. They swam freestyle, so I had plenty of opportunities to see their wonderful asses. They all had massive thighs.

The pool was Olympic-sized, with colored lane lines sitting on top of the water to divide it into lanes. Each of the lane lines looked like giant candy necklaces. Near the pool was a set of metal bleachers. Scribbling down notes on a metal notepad, Dr. Larson sat on the bleachers closest to the door. She wore a one-piece swimsuit as well.

Noticing that I was standing there, Dr. Larson put down her notepad and smiled at me. "Welcome, Mr. Green. The changing rooms are at the end of the pool. You said you don't know much about Water Polo?" I nodded.

"Then I'll have June show you the ropes. June!" called Dr. Larson.

Without hesitation, one of the girls peeled away from the others and swam to the edge of the pool. Grabbing onto the edge, she pulled herself up. Water dripped from her blue swimsuit as she stood up and pulled off her swimming goggles. She wore a swim cap to cover her hair.

"Hey, Henry," said June, smiling. The tight fabric of her swimsuit showed off her body nicely. While I wasn't able to take more than a quick glance, I noticed that her swimsuit had ridden up. It was hard to tell with so brief a look, but I thought I saw her pussy lips sticking out. Without taking her green eyes off me, she adjusted it to hide her hidden treasure.

"Hey, June," I replied averting my eyes.

"Once you get changed, June will teach you the basics," said Dr. Larson. "Do you know how to swim? Kind of? Alright, then she'll help you with that too."

"We'll start in the shallow end," said June, pointing at the far end of the pool. "Meet me there when you're ready."

Nodding, I walked past the both of them toward the changing room. Now that I could see the two of them standing side-by-side, it was obvious they were related. They had different eyes and hair, but their face and body were nearly identical.

The changing room looked like a bathroom you would find at a theme park or airport. Though, instead of stalls lining the walls, there were lockers. Along the far edge of the room was a set of showers. I stored my stuff in an empty locker and pulled on the red speedo. It was tight, revealing more than I would have liked, but didn't feel too uncomfortable. After making sure that nothing was sticking out, I headed out toward the pool.

You know those dreams where you're in your underwear in a public space, walking around in a speedo felt like that. Most of my body was exposed. It felt like everyone was watching me as I slid into the shallow end. Once my lower half was submerged, I felt a lot better. June was swimming laps while she waited for me. Once she noticed I was ready, she gestured toward the side of the pool.

"Do you know how to tread water? No? Okay, watch me," she said, sitting on the edge with her legs dangling in the water. At first, I stayed in the water, my eyes glancing from her to her visible cameltoe. Thankfully, she didn't seem to notice.

June gestured for me to sit beside her. "You're going to be doing this one a lot, so pay attention. There are a lot of ways to tread water, but we practice using the eggbeater kick. Pick one of your legs, that leg is going to move in a circle going clockwise." She demonstrated the proper motion with her right leg. "The other is going to move counterclockwise. You'll have to do both at the same time to stay afloat. Go ahead and try it."

After kicking my legs one way and the other for a few minutes, I managed to get the motion down.

June smiled. "Good, now we can move on to your hands. Don't worry, this part is much easier. You're going to take your hands and gently move them side-to-side on the surface of the water. The faster you move them, the less work you're legs will have to do. The opposite is true for how fast you move your legs. Most of the time, you'll be only using your legs, but it's good to practice doing both. Let's try it in the water."