Cupid's Charmed Chocolates

This story contains: mind control, anti-hero, non-con, drugging of sorts, revenge
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The bell on the front door tinkled softly as Maya stepped into the store. The warmth was a welcome relief to the blustery snow that was still coming down outside.
"Hello!" said a friendly voice from the back of the shop. "What brings you in today?"
Maya pulled off her gloves and shoved them in her coat pocket. She didn't know how to answer that question. It seemed like "the crushing weight of perpetual loneliness amplified by the fact that it's Valentine's Day and everyone has a lover except for me" was too much information.
"Just browsing," she said finally, picking up a small glass bottle on a nearby shelf. The label said 'Stardust.'
Maya tried to hide her skepticism.
It was all very strange. She had never noticed this storefront before, although she'd been down this street many times. Perhaps it was fate that made her do a double take outside of the small frosty window, above which hung a wooden sign that offered no shop name, but simply an etching of the moon and stars.
"Might I interest you in our newest line?"
Maya walked past the wooden tables containing bottles, vials, and small leather pouches and over to the front desk. The old man behind the register was proffering a heart-shaped box of chocolates that looked like normal Valentine's candy at first glance.
But when she took the box from his hand, she noticed that it seemed very unusual. On the front was a picture of Cupid and a swirling gold font that read "Cupid's Charmed Chocolates." Maya did a double take because she was sure she saw the tiny Cupid give her a wink.
"I make them myself," said the old man, leaning against the desk. He pulled off his glasses and pushed them back through his thin gray hair. "A love potion."
Maya couldn't hold back now. She snorted and said, "Really? A love potion?"
"I know what it sounds like. But I've been creating potions and charmed goods for over thirty years. This is the real deal. These candies will attract people to you. People will be head over heels."
"So what if I don't love them back?"
"Well, that's why you need the whole box." The man gave her a wink. "Call it... insurance."
Maya sighed. The price tag on the back said that the chocolates cost $99. It was expensive for candy, indeed. For all she knew, they might have been poison. They might have been regular chocolate with no magic at all.
But for whatever reason, perhaps desperation, Maya decided to buy them.
"Is there anything else I should know?" she asked, watching as the man put them in a pink paper bag for her. "I mean, any warnings?"
"No more than one chocolate at a time. The effects last approximately 3 hours. Everything you need to know is written on the inside of the lid. If you have any problems or questions, you can come back and see me."
Maya thanked the man, pulled on her gloves, and headed back into the cold.
Despite the snow, the sidewalks were filled with couples walking past. The women carried bouquets of roses. The men were all smiles, their arms wrapped around their lovers' waists.
Maya got to her SUV, turned it on, and let it warm up as she got out to scrape the snow and ice from her windows. It was at times like these that she missed Devon. Her ex-boyfriend always offered to clear the car off for her while she sat in the heat.
Not that she wanted to get back with him after he had cheated on her, on New Year's Eve, no less. 2025 had not gotten off to the best start for Maya, and she was determined to turn it around.
That night, Maya opened up a bottle of wine and settled onto the couch to watch a romantic movie. She was in the mood to cry.
The box of chocolates sat on the coffee table, but Maya didn't open them. She looked down occasionally to make sure Cupid wasn't winking at her again, which he wasn't.
After one glass of wine, Maya took off the lid and looked at the candies inside. They seemed normal enough. Some appeared to be drizzled with white chocolate, while others were covered in specks of sea salt.
"Warning," Maya read out loud, consulting the text on the lid, "these chocolates may cause undesirable effects. Use with caution."
After two glasses of wine, Maya pinched one of the chocolates and looked inside its center. She brought it up to her nose, sniffed it, and then replaced it.
After the bottle was gone and the movie was over and Maya still hadn't cried, Maya picked up the broken piece of chocolate and realized that the gooey center now seemed to be glittering. It looked strange, like an almost animated effect.
Feeling a bit dizzy, with her head swimming, Maya took a small bite. The center was salted caramel and tasted surprisingly good. She put one half into her mouth, swallowed it, and then downed the second half.
She sat back on the couch and waited to see if she'd feel anything. It was likely a waste, considering there was no one around to fall in love with her. She giggled as she pictured a line of men queuing up outside her door, desperate to get inside to win her over.
Maya wasn't prepared for what really happened, however.
Her body began to feel very hot. She cracked open the living room window, letting in a gust of harsh wind. It felt refreshing against her face. But then there was a throbbing sensation between her legs. She could feel the blood coursing through her, and the throbbing soon turned into an ache.
"What the fuck?" she muttered, squeezing her legs together. Pleasure gathered between her thighs, and she suddenly became desperate for release.
Maya ran upstairs to her bedroom, stripped down to her bra and panties, crawled under her sheets, and pulled out her small pink vibrator. She turned it on high and slipped it under her panties. She closed her eyes and let the buzzing sensation work her clit. It felt more amazing than usual, like a deep and urgent physical need was being attended to.
She orgasmed in record time. But it wasn't enough. The aching sensation was only getting stronger. She kept the vibrator where it was on her clit and then dipped one hand into her bra. She rolled her fingers over her sensitive nipple. Devon used to always suck on her breasts while she touched herself. It had been her favorite way to cum because it gave her the most intense climaxes.
Maya came again. She felt slightly better, but still not satisfied. Briefly, she imagined what she would be doing if there was a man with her right now. She uttered a long, frustrated groan. She wanted the real deal, damn it.
Desperately, Maya headed into the living room for her phone and opened up Devon's contact information. Her finger lingered over his number.
"No." She spoke out loud, hoping her voice would act like a cold glass of water dumped on her head. "Don't do it."
She paced back and forth in the living room. She raked her fingers back through her dirty blonde hair, feeling sexually desperate in a way she never had before. Were these the effects the chocolate box warned her about? It made no sense. Weren't the candies supposed to make her attractive to other people, not make her insatiably horny?
Maya grabbed her emergency bottle of whiskey from on top of the fridge and took a swig. Maybe the alcohol would counteract the chocolate.
Instead, she found that it had quite the opposite effect. Her shoulders rolled forward, a shiver snaking down her spine, as she felt another urge to cum.
So she did. Three more times. By the time she had finished, her inner thighs were coated with wetness, and Maya managed to get up from the bed and into a cold shower. It was a miserable feeling to stand underneath the freezing stream of water, but it helped.
She felt fresher by the time she got out of the shower. She was still tempted to call Devon (or anyone, really) but she left her phone in the living room, forced herself into bed, and hoped she'd fall asleep soon.
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"Can I help you find something?"
Maya wheeled round to look at the lanky man standing behind her. He was holding a leash, at the end of which was an inquisitive Golden Retriever wearing a set of green little booties.
She didn't know how to explain to this guy that the magical shop she'd visited the night before, at this very location, had disappeared.
"It's a long story," Maya sighed. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Thank you, though." She headed back in the direction of her car, wondering if there was a phone number on the box of chocolates itself.
"Try me."
She stopped and spun around. "What?"
"Try me." The stranger smiled. "I'm Troy, by the way. Sorry if I'm overstepping. You just look like you could use someone to talk to, and if you've got a crazy story, I'd love to hear it."
If the chocolates had actually contained a love potion as promised, Maya would certainly have eaten one now. This man was very cute, with his ruddy cheeks and brown hair poking out from his beanie.
"Alright," Maya relented. "The Daily Grind?"
They headed to the local coffee shop on the corner, where Troy insisted on buying Maya's latte. They found a small table by the back corner of the shop and sat down.
Maya told him the whole story, leaving out the part where she made herself cum multiple times. Instead, she told Troy the chocolate had made her feel "weird."
"First off all, you should not be eating chocolates from some weirdo dude at some weirdo shop," said Troy, leaning down to pet Scout between his ears. "Second of all, I don't mean to be 'that guy,' but are you sure you don't have the wrong street?"
Maya sighed. "This town is not that big. I'm positive it was right there. Maybe I'm going crazy."
"Where are the chocolates now?"
"In my bag."
Troy wiggled his eyebrows, and Maya laughed. She handed the box over to him. Why wouldn't he be interested in an alleged magical box of chocolates?
Troy examined the box, and Maya's cheeks burned red. She was humiliated. She was way too old to be spending a hundred bucks on some scammy, homemade chocolates that were probably made with only God knew what. It was sad what loneliness could do.
"Aha," said Troy, jabbing his finger on the bottom of the lid. "There are initials here, right after the manufacturing date. S.K."
"How will that help us?"
Troy's blue eyes lifted up to look at Maya, and she was taken aback by how fierce his gaze seemed. "Lucky for you, I'm pretty much a professional sleuth."
She sat back and watched as Troy typed furiously into his phone. Even Scout seemed intrigued, his ears perking up as he looked at his owner.
"Silas Kramer."
"What?"
"Right here. He lives forty minutes away. You're not the first person to have questions about his... wares."
Maya contemplated everything for a minute. Part of her felt like she wanted to forget any of this ever happened, part of her wanted to call the police, and the other part of her wanted to go to Silas's house and demand answers.
Before she could reply, however, she heard a familiar voice at the front of the coffee shop and saw that Devon had just walked inside, his arm draped over a beautiful blonde woman's shoulders. Maya recognized her immediately as the woman Devon had cheated on her with that night back in January. She would never forget the moment that she saw the two of them making out outside of the bar.
Her stomach tightened. She felt a rush of rage and shame, and it was Troy's voice that snapped her back to reality.
"Hey," he said, loudly. "You good?"
"I'm good." Maya stood up, the wooden chair scraping across the floor. She hurriedly grabbed the chocolates from the table, shoved them back into her bag, and gave Troy a quick smile. "I'm sorry, I have to run. Thank you for the detective work."
"You don't want to go track this guy down and tell him to fuck off?"
"Ummm, not really." Maya watched as Devon leaned in and kissed the blonde woman.
Troy rolled his eyes, but he didn't look unkind or angry. He reached into his pocket, opened up his wallet, and pulled out a business card.
"Call me if you change your mind or if anything crazy happens. I seriously think you should go to the cops or maybe a hospital? Maybe they can test your blood or something."
Maya was too distracted to really give him an answer. "Yeah, maybe. Thanks again, Troy."
She was able to get past Devon and the blonde without them noticing her, and the second that Maya got to her car, she opened her phone and pulled out Tinder. It was time to find her own hot blond guy. Or brown-haired. Or bald. She didn't care at this point.
It had been a couple of years since Maya had been on any dating apps, and even back then, she'd only been on briefly. Devon had introduced himself at the gym only a week into Maya's first attempt at Tinder, and they began dating one week after that. It had all moved so fast. She had thought he was the one. She had thought, finally, it would be her turn.
The matches started pouring in. It was almost overwhelming. But the first message came from a surly-looking man who appeared to be a real-life lumberjack. His name was Oli, and he had dark hair and a thick beard. He was the total opposite of Maya's typical, pretty boy type.
As Maya drove home, she couldn't help but think that "different" was exactly what she needed.
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Oli exceeded Maya's expectations. He was an incredible conversationalist, he looked even better in person, and he seemed genuinely interested in Maya. They went out for two amazing, romantic dates, and on the third date, Maya invited Oli back to her place.
She had almost forgotten about the chocolates. When she walked into the kitchen to see Oli swallowing finishing off one of them, she gasped.
"Wait, what are you doing?!" she cried. "Please tell me you only had one."
"Shit, I'm sorry." Oli looked embarrassed, and he quickly swallowed. "Were you saving these? I found them in your cabinet. I was looking for a glass and... ugh. Sorry."
Maya sighed. She acted quickly, taking a chocolate and shoving it in her mouth.
"They're... weird chocolates," she said in between bites.
"Like weed?"
"No. They're supposed to make you really horny. I'm not sure if it's herbs or what."
Maya didn't want to tell him the truth about the candy, that she had bought them from some strange mystery man, whose shop had apparently all been an illusion.
Oli grabbed Maya by the waist, his lips spread into a grin. "Well, that doesn't sound so bad."
He had kissed her before, at the end of their second date, but now it was different. There was a hunger to the kiss now, and Oli didn't hesitate to slide his tongue into Maya's mouth. She moaned as he did so, that familiar rush of heat filling her body once more.
They stood in the kitchen with their arms wrapped around each other, and Maya could feel Oli's cock hardening between them. It took everything inside of her not to tear his clothes off right then and there.
"Let's go to my bedroom," Maya said, pulling away from Oli's kiss.
He made a noise somewhere between a groan and a growl, and Maya knew the candy had affected him just the same. She had to admit that she was excited to experience the effects of the chocolate now that she had an actual person to have sex with.
In her room, Maya let herself go wild. She tore off her clothes as Oli did the same. There was a frenzied look in his brown eyes. This was not going to be a slow and sensual first time, but she didn't care. Her pussy was already pulsating with need, and when she glanced down at Oli's exposed cock, she saw that he was rock hard.
"Up on the bed," said Oli, grabbing Maya by the waist and tossing her down.
She squealed with delight as Oli grabbed her legs, pushed them back toward her chest, and then slid his face against her pussy.
Maya desperately clutched her duvet, twisting it between her fingers as Oli ate her pussy like no one ever had before. It was frenetic, like something wild had been unlocked in him. He buried his face against her pussy, his tongue splayed out. He licked every inch of her, tasting her and breathing her in.
"Gorgeous," he muttered, his eyes looking up to catch Maya's gaze.
His beard tickled as he finally began to glide his tongue across Maya's clit. Her body writhed instantly in response. Every sensation felt extra heightened from the chocolate, and Maya wondered just how many times she was going to cum tonight.
Oli held her legs apart as he pleasured her. Maya lifted her head off the bed to watch him tongue her, and the sight was too hot to handle. Whether it was the magic candy or the fact that Oli was just that good at eating pussy, she didn't know. But it only took her a couple of minutes to cum, and when she did, the feelings were intense.
Her entire body clenched with pleasure, and she reached between her legs to keep Oli's face planted firmly against her clit. Not that he was going anywhere. He was moaning and sighing against her pussy like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.
When he reappeared from between her legs, his beard was glistening with drops of wetness from her pussy. He looked down at Maya, her blonde hair splayed out around her face. He grinned as he saw her body twitch from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
"This chocolate is no joke," he said. "It feels like my balls are going to..."
"Explode?" Maya offered.
Oli let out a short laugh, which quickly dissolved into a moan as Maya rolled over and began to suck his cock. It was not normally her favorite activity, but right now, it felt amazing. She loved the feeling of Oli's fingers running through her hair. She loved the way he groaned as her mouth bobbed against his cock, slobbering and sucking his entire length.
"Oh fuck," he gritted out. "I don't think I can last."
Maya picked up speed when she heard this. Her throat made a series of wet sounds, her lips stretched as wide as they could go, taking all of Oli.
When he came, the stream blasted straight down her throat, and Maya swallowed it all up. She couldn't believe that the act could actually make her hornier. What did that old man PUT in that chocolate?
Oli wrapped Maya up with one arm around her waist and moved her onto her back. He sat up in between her legs, pushed his fingers back through his wavy hair, and took his cock in his hand. He was still hard despite having just cum.
"This is intense," he said, blowing out a breath across his lips.
Maya shifted where she lay, her body still reeling with pleasure. It felt like no amount of sex and orgasms would be enough to sate her, but she would sure try.
She sat up and pulled Oli down on top of her. She looked right into his eyes and said, "Fuck me, Oli."
He didn't hesitate.
Oli sank his cock right into Maya's pussy, filling her completely. They moaned at the same time, flooded with both relief and primal desire.
He bucked his hips forward, spearing Maya with his cock. With each thrust, he went faster and faster. Maya's pelvis lifted and rolled, desperate for more of Oli. Desperate for another orgasm. Her pussy felt tingling and aching.
Oli collapsed on top of her, and Maya wrapped her legs around his back. She grabbed his face and kissed him, plunging her tongue past his lips. They made out while Oli grinded against her, making her pussy wetter and wetter.
"Fuck, Oli," Maya gasped. She stared desperately up at him as a fresh shiver traveled through her body. "Just like that. Yes!"
Her second climax shattered her, making her entire body writhe and twist below Oli. Her pussy tightened around his cock, and the sensation made Oli cum again too. Together, they groaned and trembled together, pulsing for each other.
"How long do these things last?" said Oli, sucking in a deep breath as he pulled out of Maya once more. "Fuck, I always had good stamina, but this is something else."