Chapter 579 Neuro Submission Transmitter: 5

"Wow! You really know your back rubs, mister." Mom says sitting up, yawning. "I'm going to leave this for a while and take a nap. As she gets up, her legs are wobbly. "That's odd." She says, struggling to stay standing. As soon as she takes a step, she looks down at her shorts. There is a wet circle in the crotch of her white shorts. Shit! How stupid of me. Next time I'll just give her a post transmission suggestion to go upstairs and masturbate to a powerful climax. Mom looks at me and hurries out of the basement. I figure there has got to be more information about this device in uncle Harry's computer and I spend the afternoon searching through files and documents without finding it. At four o'clock the doorbell rings. When I answer it, I'm facing a very attractive girl about my age. She's wearing sweat pants that hang so low on her hips that she's almost showing pubic hair and a cropped top that hangs just below her pert little tits. She has short brown hair that hangs over her forehead and she's very fidgety.