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I needed rent,so i signed up to be a subject at editmybrain.com. The premise was simple, registered users can pay to get inside my brain and make changes to it. It was risky, but i was desperate, and the price ranges to do anything more than just...

I needed rent,so i signed up to be a subject at editmybrain.com. The premise was simple, registered users can pay to get inside my brain and make changes to it. It was risky, but i was desperate, and the price ranges to do anything more than just messing with my music tastes or favourite flavours were astronomical! I thought I’d take a gamble, nobody would be interested in paying THAT much just to fuck around with my brain…

Having finished inputting my personal information and (chuckling at the naivety of nerds) using my webcam to scan my retinas, I received a message saying I’d recieve payment for any changes at the end of the month. I pushed back in my chair, relieved that my financial problems were a little less serious… And felt a little flare of sexual arousal in my body. Thinking nothing of it, I leapt over to my bed and jammed a hand down my shorts. I’d filled out an internet profile, my hard work for the day was done, I deserved a little me-time! It was… much more efficient than usual. Normally, I’d eventually tease out a little release over about 30 minutes. But this time within moments I was trembling shuddering, shaking, as I gave myself the strongest, most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced!

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As I panted, seeing spots from the unusually strong pleasure I had just given myself, I felt a lot, a LOT more randy than usual. I wondered for if it would feel good to really go nuts on my pussy, like my hand was a jackhammering cock. Would it feel even better than that? I didn’t even really stop to consider it, I just immediately jammed multiple fingers into my oversensitive cunt and started ramming them in and out. My eyes rolled back into my head and I moaned shamelessly… Normally I never keep going after I cum once, but it felt soooo good!

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By the end of the first hour my profile had gone live, I had fingered myself to orgasm like 20 times. Every time I came, I would come down exhuated, and think that I wanted to feel that again, and my hand would shoot back to playing with myself… I couldn’t stop! My pussy was like… a red hot smouldering ember that only my juice-drenched fingers could cool. I knew something was wrong so, still frigging my clit, desperately climbing myself towards yet another climax, I looked up my account to see what had happened. My jaw dropped and the flames between my legs pulsed fiercer than ever when i saw the edits that had been made to my mind.

Everlasting Arousal - 200,000c

Masturbation Compulsion - 400,000c

Impulse Control Removal - 250,000c

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Even as I furiously rubbed my clit and finger fucked my aching cunt, I couldn’t believe it. Someone had spent nearly a million dollars to turn me into a ridiculous horny slut that couldn’t control the impulse to keep her hands off herself! Why would anyone waste their money like that? And that’s when I realized: credits were not dollars. This site was using a virtual currency! Some users had trillions to spend fucking with my mind! I needed to cancel my account before some sick perv ruined my life!

And then the computer dinged again, and a new edit popped up under my profile picture.

Cum Addiction (level 5) - 10,000,000c

And suddenly I couldn’t sit at my computer anymore. I felt empty. Lost. I craved cum. I needed semen like I’ve never needed anything in my life. And i felt sick when I realized that there were no men in my house. I tried to fight it. I tried to tell myself that it was fake, even as I one-handedly clipped on a garter and pulled a tight black dress over my naked form.

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I couldn’t even make myself bother with underwear, it would just be a waste of valuable seconds. I tried to force my hands off my body, to think of anything else, anything but cocks spurting jizz down my eager throat, but I was exhausted and disoriented from so many orgasms. Every time I’d let my guard down for a second, and brush against my clit or push on my g-spot like a go-button and I’d be dripping self-pleasuring mess all over again.

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Despite my internal attempts to resist, I stumbled out of the house, not taking money or identification or even bothering to lock my doors. One hand under my short dress, pinching my clit, the other squeezing my nipple, my thighs totally slick and shiny, all I could think was that someone was sure to stop and pick me up, and I could beg to suck their balls dry.

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So, on the plus side, I don’t really worry about making rent anymore. But, on the downside, the cum-bender I’m on has been 3 months with no signs of slowing down and I’m sure my landlord has removed all my stuff and terminated my lease by now.

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As the device tightened, holding her mouth open, Tessa wondered whether maybe she had made a mistake. She thought she was an accomplished slut, there was nothing I could do to her that she couldn’t handle! I told her I had something fun to inject...

As the device tightened, holding her mouth open, Tessa wondered whether maybe she had made a mistake. She thought she was an accomplished slut, there was nothing I could do to her that she couldn’t handle! I told her I had something fun to inject into her lips and she laughed. That was it? She eagerly agreed, thinking there was no downside to FREE plastic surgery. At the very worst, she might just have to give up sucking dicks for a while until it wore off. Big deal…

She was a little less confident when I pulled out the dental gag. She wanted to know if it was really necessary. I said probably not, but if her lips were to touch each other during the process, her brain might literally implode because of pure sensation overload. She laughed, chiding me for misusing the word literally when I clearly meant figuratively. When I smiled and shrugged, pulling out a large syringe filled with pink goo, she stopped laughing and tentatively agreed to have her mouth clamped open.

The procedure was unremarkable. I mean, as unremarkable as injecting a mysterious pink fluid into a woman’s lips while her mouth is held open can be. I chuckled at her moans and groans as i slid the fine needle inside her, slowly emptying the liquid. When the vial was empty and her lips were swollen and pink, I told her to sit still for one hour while the goo did its work. She lifted a hand, about to touch her tingling mouth, but seeing my smug smirk, thought the better of it and decided to wait.

After an hour, I returned. She was visibly aroused by this point, but was still managing to stop herself from touching, which must have taken some determination because her lips were still swollen and throbbing. When she saw me, she blushed a deep red and her hand shot out from between her legs. I giggled to myself at her embarrassment. Thinking that this was nothing compared to what was about to come I removed the device holding her now neon-pink mouth open.

She stared at me, wondering what the hell I had done to her. Her mouth was so sensitive! It was throbbing and making her dizzy, like she her pussy when she was super horny… only different. She sat with her mouth still wide open, afraid to close it. There were some sensations emanating from her lips that she couldn’t quite comprehend, like there were now TWO pussies on her body, but that was impossible…. right?

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My interested leer made her nervous as a shaking hand rose to her face. She had no idea, but the pink color would never fade. She was going to be stuck looking like a bimbo. She moaned a little, feeling air on the sensitive skin…. How was this possible? WAS it even possible? No, of course not, this was some kind of mind trick! Once she touched her lips she was going to find out that this was all a big trick-

She came.

As soon as that finger touched her mouth, she started an orgasm that rocked her entire body. Her eyes rolled up into her head, her hips started bucking, and her body writhed in an all-consuming pleasure the likes of which she had never imagined. I giggled and unzipped my fly, fishing my hard cock out of my pants and stood there waiting for her to notice it. As she spasmed uncontrollably, sucking on her finger and squealing like a slut, something inside her vaguely recognized that this was really wrong.

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But then she caught sight of the erect cock in the room, and that thought vanished along with any semblance of self control. She leaped to my feet and immediately started kissing it, smooching it, screaming in pleasure and generally just impaling her face on it. I just stood there, letting her do all the work as she shuddered in an artificially forced orgasm again. There were no thoughts in her head that weren’t “COCK!” in bold, underlined italics and 72 point font. The sensations shooting the short distance from lips to brain simply drowned everything else out. The little blowjob machine she had become just sucked endlessly, rubbing my cock all over every inch of her slutty punk lips, groaning a primal, involuntary noise. When I came she held it in her mouth eagerly, slurping on it and cooing as her lips tingled pleasantly wherever the cum touched.

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Unbeknownst to her, the goo in her lips had created a brand new extra pussy. One many times more sensitive than the one between her legs. Her lips were now equivalent to clits in terms of erogenous heirachy, she would never again prefer being fucked over sucking a cock. Her perception of her mouth would slowly change, from being an orifice for eating and communication to just a hypersensitive sluthole for as many cocks as she could get. The only respite from the throbbing, aching need her lips felt would be when they were momentarily soothed by cum. Only then, with white sticky goop dripping from her mouth, would she be able to think straight.

But not even that would sate the hunger she now felt. The deep, insatiable need in her modified lips for pleasure, for cocks, nipples, pussies, balls, anything she can wrap her lips around and suck. She won’t be able to help herself, the temptation to suck would be too great that even though she may not want to, she’ll impulsively seek out things to suck every minute of every day. She’ll likely even suck in her sleep. Actually scratch that, she’ll likely never sleep peacefully again, due to her being unable to bring herself to stop licking her lips. She might lose consciousness from cumming her brains out too hard, sure, but she’ll find it almost impossible to rest otherwise.

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I couldn’t even tell if she understood me while I explained her new situation to her. She seemed distracted as she ran a finger along her bottom lip, shuddering hard. The look in her eyes asked me how I could do this to anyone, how could I condemn a person to a lifetime of this, a neverending quest to find another cock and sate the aching, overwhelming NEED she now felt? How could I do this to her, when all she wanted was a little temporary fun? She couldn’t actually ask it though, as her mouth was now far to sensitive to allow her to produce any kinds of sounds other than involuntary squeals, so I decided not to answer it. Instead I offered my hardening rod again, for her to pleasure herself on. It’s such a cute sight to see a woman totally exhausted from pleasure frantically, desperately drag herself across a room. It’s even cuter when she starts moaning in ecstacy from only a mouthful of man meat.

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And the best part? (for me anyway)… This is not a chemical addiction. This is not any form of mind control. She’s just too weak to fight the pleasure. She’ll go through any humiliation willingly if the reward is cock, because deep down she just knows she’s to pathetic to fight her desires. She needs nothing more now than to be a fuckdoll. To feel cocks shoved down her throat and a belly bursting with nothing but hot jizz. To be so overwhelmed from pleasure that she passes out, and then wakes up to do it all again. To be grabbed and facefucked until tears and cum stream down her face and over her swollen pink lips, every single day for the rest of her life.

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I left her there, helplessly sucking her finger and gargling cum, sobbing to herself. The shock of having her mind ripped open, and the shamefully aroused fear of what a future might be like where even talking or eating would instantly reduce her to a simpering puddle. I imagine the thought probably upset her just a little. 

It happens sometimes in this line of work.

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Ever since that first guy came in your pussy, you were hooked. It was an accident, he was supposed to pull out, you were worried about getting pregnant. But then you felt that jet of white-hot fluid gush into you. It hit the walls of your womb, an...

Ever since that first guy came in your pussy, you were hooked. It was an accident, he was supposed to pull out, you were worried about getting pregnant. But then you felt that jet of white-hot fluid gush into you. It hit the walls of your womb, an organ you had never been aware of before. And something snapped.

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It became a need, that moment of bliss. It was all you thought about, to feel yourself filled to overflow with baby juice. You stopped worrying about getting pregnant, you didn’t even consider it any more. You looked so desperate, sitting on a mans cock, begging him to cum inside you. No man with a functioning libido could resist such a request, so every day you got to squeal with intense orgasm as a cock squirted you full of seed. 

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Word started to get around about the desperate little cum addict. Men started to seek you out and offer you their spunk. On the street, in public, it didnt matter, you would always go weak at the knees and desperately take them up on their offer. Your drooling, your choked excitement always made them smile. You were just a little cum junkie, whose life ambition was to drown in a river of sticky whiteness.

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“Total cumslut”

A request I get all too often. 

“I want to be a total cumslut Age! Make me a cum addict!”

I wonder if they really understand what that means.

A cum addict cares only for her next fix. She doesn’t think twice about war or pollution or the whales in the sea. She doesn’t even think about things like food or shelter or paying rent. She only cares about getting more cum, making cocks spurt her prize, any way she can.

She’ll let men fuck her tight little ass if it means they’ll jizz there, and she’ll excitedly lap it up straight from her dripping butt. She cares not for germs or what is and isn’t gross. She only cares about having more of that white fluid. She’ll beg, plead, and offer herself in any and evey way if it will get her another cock. Maybe that’s why, with this one…. I wanted to teach him something.

I wanted to torture him a little with his request…. He thought he could just run from himself, he thought he could drown his problems out in a river of semen. But me…. I didnt want to make it that easy. I made one slight adjustment to his request.

Whenever she has cum inside her body, her old personality will return. For an hour or so at a time, he’ll be able to look in a mirror and see the desperate whore he’s become. He’ll be able to remember all the things hes done to get more cum, and he’ll know that he asked for this. Maybe he’ll like it, maybe not, but either way he’ll have to face it.

And when it has faded or digested, his cumslut self will take over, and there won’t be anything he can do to stop it. She’ll spend her days endlessly questing to make men feed her addiction, only for him to be the one to enjoy the experience. He’ll even still feel the need for more. I wonder if it will break him, knowing that he cant hide behind her….. That maybe once in a while, he’ll have to feed that addiction himself.

Wish granted @imasissyshesaslut. Maybe it’s not in the way you wanted, but then again…. Maybe it is.

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Breaking the Girl - Epilogue


On Monday morning, Eleanor lay there, reliving her weekend, shocked at how much she’d contributed to her own breaking. He’d won. He’d broken her, she was currently scooping up cum and slurping it off her fingers, she couldn’t help it. Even hours old, it was the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted…..She wanted more.

She dressed, sluttier than usual, not wanting to admit the reason why, immediately soaking through her panties and having to remove them before heading to school. Checking her phone on the walk, she discovered that thousands of people had liked some new profile photo, but then her account had been deleted by the admins…… Strange. 

What little Ellie didn’t know was how broken she truly was, but over the course of the day she’d find out. She was a cock-addict now, sucking off a total of 7 guys at school, cumming hard as they facefucked her, greedily swallowing every drop of cum. When a janitor walked in on her fucking her history teacher, she coaxed him to join them, getting fucked in her virgin asshole for the first time. But the strangest thing was, as the teacher came inside her, filling her young womb with his wonderful jizz, it seemed to trigger something. 

Memories she didn’t recognize came flooding in. A man’s memories. Did she….. Did she used to be a guy? An extra personality overlapped hers for a few moments, panicking and crying as it couldn’t help scooping cum from her pussy and slurping it up… It screamed and yelled inside her head… Fighting its impulses. But then it faded. Ellie wondered if that would happen every time someone creamed in her hungry cunt…… 

The broken slut, licking her goopy fingers, deduced there was likely only one way to find out.

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Breaking the Girl Day 3 - Sunday

Ellie didn’t sleep that night. She lay in the same spot, working fingers, pens, anything she could find inside herself. She fingered her tight little asshole for the first time, thinking nothing of it, as she edged and edged and edged, keeping eye contact with the desperate slut in the mirror. Flicking her clit ring and sending herself to ridiculous heights of pleasure, she knew she was in control. Her reflection begged for release but she wouldn’t let it. She was better than that.

As the sun came up, the exhausted girl removed her hands from her swollen, soaked pussy and padded off to find me. Surely this would prove that she couldn’t be broken, she thought, as she attempted to pay attention to what she was doing instead of the hum coming from her exposed clit. I pretended to be impressed as she recounted her evening. No orgasms? You might just be too much for me! I chuckled, smiling to myself that she hadn’t even wiped her juices from her hands before confronting me.

I suggested to her halfheartedly that I ‘thought of a way’ to break her last night. She scoffed at me, telling me it was too late and I’d never win. But for some reason she still let me tie her up. She chuckled condescendingly as I slid a slim vibrator into her asshole. She rolled her eyes as I put a vibrating egg inside her soaking pussy and clipped a tiny bullet toy to her clit ring. This would never work, she was far beyond me sexually, she claimed as I tied the gag in place and stood up to admire my handiwork. She huffed haughtily, as if to ask “is that all?” I smiled, pushed 3 buttons on three different remotes, and left for a walk on the beach. 

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I returned two hours later to a drooling, incoherent mess. The carpet was soaked with pussy juice in every direction. Her eyes were unfocused, her nipples were straining so hard I thought they might pop. This little bitch had done most of my work for me. She’d spent 2 nights conditioning herself with only the slightest push. After revving herself so high, her brain couldn’t handle this kind on intensity. I removed her gag and asked her what she thought about all this and was met with only grunts, moans, cute little whines and screams. I smiled as I pulled out my cock, now much larger than she would remember it being, and shoved it down her throat.

Thinking back, Ellie is the girl that first made me think of adding a new g-spot to a woman. As I fucked her throat, actually enjoying this sluts body for the first time all weekend, I reached out with my mind once again. I rewired her brain to believe the back of her throat housed a little sensitive zone just like the one in her cunt. I immediately noticed the difference as she went from choking to suddenly enthusiastically thrusting back towards me. I smiled. Id definitely won the bet. She was gone. 

Untying her, I removed the egg from her pussy and roughly shoved my cock in to replace it. She was in a state if continuous orgasm, clenching around me, squirting juices, too immersed in pleasure to even realize how hard she was thrusting back against me. I felt myself about to cum…. Actually cum. Not the pretend orgasms I’d been giving her to grow her confidence. The combination of her tight pussy, her warm throat and her current mental state was getting to my head. On an impulse, in the heights of ecstasy, I reached into her brain and soaked her taste centers with cum. I poured a lake of cum into the tiny piece of brain meant to distinguish flavors, ruining it beyond repair.

In the years since, I’ve refrained from transforming someone I’m currently fucking. I must have gotten a little carried away and fried her taste receptors, because as I pulled out and came she acted like Id showered her in chocolate cocaine. I looked down at the little broken slut, guzzling cum like she was starving, and snapped a photo for proof.

Girl Broken. Flawless Victory.

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Breaking the Girl Day 2 - Saturday

Eleanor woke feeling…. Empty. Horny. Needy. She hadnt made herself cum the night before. No need to make my job easier, she reasoned. Her pussy didn’t feel like it had slept though… It was the wet, insistent throbbing that had woken her. She squeezed her boobies absently, wondering if they’d always been this sensitive….. Surely that was normal for an experienced sexy girl like herself. 

 The clit ring baffled her. Had she had that yesterday? It was tiny and silver, and seemed to hum with vibration. It was healed, and the metal felt so amazingly good inside her little pink nub… She must have gotten it a while ago…. All that edging must have scrambled her brain a bit if she was forgetting stuff like that. 

She dressed provocatively to frustrate me, and came out into the lounge to get breakfast, the little ring seeming to intensify the vibrations on each step she took. It was distracting, keeping part of her brain focused on her dripping pink slit at all times. She couldn’t remember what she was supposed to be doing as I greeted her. As I approached her. As I reached down and lightly flicked her ring with a fingernail. The hum became a foghorn and she collapsed into my arms, grabbing my hand and forcing it between her legs. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she violently humped back against my fingers. She came, helplessly twitching in my arms, the piercing amplifying any vibrations and shooting them directly into her pleasure centers. She didn’t think this was a problem…. That must be why she got it done in the first place, right? This guy couldn’t break her if she could do this to herself… He was probably intimidated by how hard she just came. She was still in control….. 

Her blowjob skills seemed to have improved overnight. She was more firm, more teasing, more into what she was doing, less vanilla. She giggled to herself at how much she enjoyed manipulating people with her expert mouth…. She was in control of me at this point….. She would win the bet easily, she thought as she took my cum on her tongue and swallowed it greedily…. This guy had no chance….. But damn his seed sure did taste good. She didn’t think straining to get more was a problem, she just liked the taste. That was all. 

We fucked for hours after she gulped down every drop of my cum. Because she wanted to, not because I did. She took my cock up inside her, groaning with pleasure as her tormented pussy was stretched and battered….. Shuddering uncontrollably every time my balls slapped on her clit-ring. She lost herself in her pleasure for the rest of the day…. Too distracted to wonder how a pathetic man like me could go for hours on end like this. Too horny to question how the strategy of fucking at length like this would prevent her from losing the bet. When I finally pulled out of her and wished her goodnight, she cried out and tried to impale herself again. My polite decline to continue made her angry. Was i even going to try to break her? I wasn’t taking this seriously, I only had one day left and I hadn’t even started….

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Breaking the Girl Day 1 - Friday.

She gave me the weekend. The little bitch bet me $1000 I couldn’t break her before she had to go back to school on Monday. She said she was already so into sex that she could take anything I threw at her and probably ask for more. Chuh….. Little girls.

I was still just starting out, see. I’d made one or 2 fuckdolls before, but they were basic. Flicking off the brain, turning the libido up to 11, removing ability to move without instruction. Basic stuff. I wanted to prove myself, do something more….artsy than just make another cumdumpster. Too easy, not exciting enough. So when little Eleanor bet me she could take anything I could do to her, I wanted to teach her a lesson….. I might have gotten a little carried away.

On the first day, while she thought I was too nervous to talk to her after her sexual boast (she actually thought she’d intimidated me, how adorable) , I reached into her mind. Removed her inhibitions, experimented with rewiring a few things, but carefully tried not to touch her sense of humility. She’d regret messing with me.

She thought going for a nudie run was her idea. I grinned to myself as I played along, knowing that she was getting turned on by this public nudity. The little twinge from her pussy when she was naked around me concerned her, but not enough to lose face in front of me.

When we returned to the house, I put my pants back on and picked up a book to read, while she stood there, dripping. She was naked and sexy, she was everything a man would want! Why was I not more interested in looking at her, in lusting after her? In breaking her like I’d claimed I could easily do?

Being so sexually adventurous and experienced, she “decided” she would seduce me instead. She approached me, so turned on, so desperate for validation. She was so pretty! I should be begging for her! She groped herself as she pulled down my pants and grabbed at my cock.

Her blowjob form was terrible. Light, teeth involved, so vanilla. I doubt she’d ever been taught, she just assumed she knew what she was doing. Nobody would ever tell a girl like this she was bad at sucking dick. But hey, at least the view was nice.

She wanted me to ask her to go further. She wanted me to beg for her supple body so she could deny me. So she could control me. But instead I just smiled and wished her goodnight while she sat, naked, dumbfounded, and more than a little wet.

I bet that she thought her 3 hour masturbation session that night was her idea too. She would have just told herself it was normal to hold herself on the edge of orgasm, thinking about cumming so hard her mind would implode….. Everything was normal and under control.

There was no way any guy could ever break her… Especially not a guy like me.

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