A flash by bobwhite
Seven men took their seats at a table in the large restaurant, each carrying a plastic ray gun. Jim stood up first. "Alright, fellow members of the Mind Control RAy Guy Society. Has anyone figured out how to wire one of these mind control ray guns to be multifunctional?"
Joe piped in. "I have found a way around that, but I'll wait for all of you to demonstrate your models first. Let's get started!"
Ben held his gun up and said, "Money Maker, v.2.0." He fired the gun at a man sitting at another table. The man stood up, walked to the group's table, handed Ben a $20 bill, and left. "See? He didn't empty his wallet and won't miss the money. Much more discreet than version 1.0." There was much applause.
The next two guns, from Peter and Seth, were developed together. Called "Cupid 1" and "Cupid 2," if a person shot with #1 saw someone who had been shot with #2, they would immediately fuck. A short demonstration proved this, and the police were called as other couples started rutting like beasts.
Mike shot a pretty waitress with his "Instant Orgasm Ray," and she came—wet and hard—where she stood. Her knees buckled as she was shot again, and the restaurant cleared as Mike repeatedly shot her until she begged for it to stop.
About that time, Lance shot her with his "Sensanip" ray, which increases nipple sensitivity. Mike laughed at the idea and Lance shot him! Lance, the only gay man in the group, pinched Mike's right nipple, and Mike came in his pants.
"Sorry, man, you had it cumming. Oh, and the effects are permanent." This didn't bother Mike much—he figured it would save time when he was on the EMCSA.
Brent stood and dramatically announced, "Behold! Tittygro!" He aimed at the waitress, who was almost cumming again just from the feeling of her lacy bra against her sensitive nips. When he fired, the bra snapped open and her blouse ripped—her tits grew from nearly flat to about the size of cantaloupes in mere seconds! She reached up to cover them (and confirm their existence), and came again!
They all turned to Joe, who smugly intoned, "I have found away around the single-function limitation of our basic design. Sorry to have to do this, but... <ZAP!>"
The "Gimme" ray worked like a charm. Everyone shot with it had to give the first item Joe named to him. As Joe collected the handy ray guns, he pointed it at the huge-titted, topless, orgasmic pile of a woman on the floor. <ZAP!>
Just like the others, she mumbled, "What would you have of me, Joe?"
Joe smiled and said, "You." She blinked, and looked up at her new owner, wondering how she had ever lived without him... and wondering how to serve him first.
They ran out before the cops arrived, and lived erotically ever after.
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