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There is no spell.
There is nothing forcing me to act like a shameless slut.
I was never a man. I’ve always been this.
There is nothing controlling my complusions. Nothing forced me to lure this stranger into a random alley. Nobody forced me to present my dripping cunt to him.
Nothing is manipluating my body. Nothing is behind the the fact that once he cums inside my tight pink snatch, I’ll orgasm so hard I pass out.
Nobody is making me dumber and hornier each time I wake up after being fucked.
Nothing is forcing me go out and do it all over again until I’m nothing but a used-up fuckdoll with no brains left.
…..
There is no spell.
There is nothing forcing me to act like a shamless slut….
I'm a 5'3 pansexual cisgender 21yr old girl with b cup boobs, wide hips, and longer legs. I like to tease others in a somewhat bullying and low-key sexual way. I'm also a virgin and quite girly. What would your imagination want to do with me?
A bully huh? It may surprise you to learn that I’m not much a fan of bullies… you’ve come to me, thinking ill some kind of super dom? Yeah, i don’t think so… I’ve made a few tiny tweaks you your body and mind, I think the people you’ve victimized in the past, and even some of your bimbo bitch friends might really appreciate…
From this point on…. I’ve fucked with your ability to blush. You know how, if you found yourself embarrassed, blood would shoot to your face and make it all red and hot? That won’t happen anymore. Sounds like a good thing, right? Well, see, the thing is… from now on, it’s all gonna shoot elsewhere. Downwards, flooding your little pink pussy, making it all sensitive and swollen… and start dripping heavily. It’s basically the equivalent of a lady-boner, and like with guy boners, you’ll find it really difficult to concentrate and make sensible decisions once you’ve got one throbbing away between your legs.
And of course, since becoming so horny so involuntarily is going to be pretty embarrassing for you, you can see how this new type of blushing…. lets call it “Gushing”… is very prone to stacking and spiralling out of control, to the point that everyone is staring at you helplessly grind yourself on anyone (or anyTHING) nearby. How long do you think you’ll manage to hold onto your virginity? Do you think it will last long after the first time everyone points and stares at the juices running down your thighs? You might wanna stop wearing pants….. Or anything other than a light skirt…. or things are going to get rather rather humiliating rather quickly.
Especially once social media, and all the people that used to be your friends start documenting and sharing your humiliating attempts to function in public! #publicmasturbation! #omgpussyjuicemuch? #whataslut
…am i right?
“But wait” I hear you saying. “I’m a bad bitch, not some unconfident wimp! If I just don’t blush in the first place, none of this will affect me at all!”
Well, you’re partially right. But… remember how i said I made multiple twists? Sooo… I also messed with your vocabulary too, Miss Bully. Every time you speak, your brain is going to start substituting random words for full volume “porn noises”. Maybe a sultry “aahh!” maybe a slutty “mmmph!”, maybe a satisfied “mmmmmmmmm…” and every once in a while, just because i feel like fucking with you, an orgasmic “oooooh fffuuuck!!!” And don’t bother preparing for it or counting words, coz there’s no pattern to the words that get switched. At least every 20 words or so you’re going to sound like someone just unpaused a very graphic porno.
So good luck out there Miss Bully! You’re going to make a lot of new friends, although they’re really gonna enjoy making you blush and cream yourself… Come see me when you’ve learned your lesson, if I feel sorry for you, maybe I won’t force you into a job that involves public speaking!
Jack sits and stares at his reflection. It’s not HIS reflection, it’s the one that’s been forced upon him. He’s used to looking in the mirror and seeing a tough, buff MAN. But now, his body won’t obey any of his commands. He’s forced to watch himself kneel and beg like a dog. He’s can’t even look away. He has no choice but to stare into the eyes of the sexiest, sluttiest teenager he’s ever seen as she acts like a slutty little puppy. And the worst part is…. it’s starting to turn him on! She’s so sexy! She’s so willing to debase herself for her master! A trickle of wetness runs out of his pussy, and he tries to remind himself that he doesn’t WANT to be a slutty little blonde! He shouldn’t have a wet pussy, he should have a hard cock!
Mmmmmm, hard cock, he thinks. I wonder what it would be like to feel one inside my wet little fuckholes…
No! he chides himself for thinking this way. He doesn’t want this! He needs to get up and walk away… nobody could stop him if he could just… take control of this sexy body…. He could just get up and leave right now, no-one would be any the wiser… Noone would know that he had that thought….
“What do you want, slut?”
The hands pinch his nipples, hard, and he cries out. The voice is so feminine, he’s heard that kind of moan before… in porn. It’s a moan of arousal! But he shouldn’t be feeling that…. The man is asking him what kind of modifications he wants on his body…. But he’s doesn’t want ANY! Just the thought of surgery being done to this body…. making him more slutty, making him into a man’s wet dream…. It makes him so… so very….
He doesn’t want to think it. He doesn’t want this, he wants to go back… he just needs to tell the man that this is all a mistake, and everything will be okay….
“What do you want, SLUT? Out with it!”
“Mmmmmh slut wants bigger titties! Slut wants to be Master’s fuckdoll!”
“Is that right, slut…. what else do you want?”
His chest is so heavy. Every time he moves his new titties jiggle and bounce, reminding him what he volunteered for. He didn’t mean to say it, he didn’t want any of this…. He wanted to go back! But the idea of being a swollen-chested babe, his crotch tingled and his brain turned to mush and he couldn’t think of anything else… And now he looks like a… a….
He needs to touch himself. The tension radiation from his body is preventing him from thinking clearly…. He hasn’t even seen his new pussy yet, and he’s getting curious… What does it look like? What will it feel like? Will Master like it!
NO! He can’t think this way… He’s in control of his actions, he needs to leave! He needs to find a way back to his old life! He doesn’t want to be like this!
He watches helplessly as his hand snakes southwards. It would be a shame not to get a little pleasure out of this form, a small part of him thinks…. He just wants to know…. and then he’ll leave for sure…. Just one little orgasm…..
The fuckdoll can’t tear itself away from the mirror. After multiple surgeries and hypnotic sessions, it can’t form a coherent thought that doesn’t involve staring at it’s reflection or touching itself. After it was caught pleasuring itself without permission, the men gave it a choice; stay and be allowed to orgasm, or leave and be denied. It had bit its lip, shuffling between feet, on the verge of a huge, mind-melting wave of pleasure, its thoughts focused entirely on cumming….
The fuckdoll had made the right choice. It would be sold today, and surely its new owner would not be so cruel as the men who had made it. Surely someone would FINALLY allow it the release it has been craving all these months.
I’ll kill him! Who does he think he is? Ugh, I’m totally gonna kill that loser. I can’t believe my flatmate would do this. Just last week, he asks me if I believe in possession and magic, and now I can’t control my body! Did he assume I wouldn’t be able to put 2 and 2 together? Of course it’s him! Ugh, its so creepy, he’s been staring at my reflection for like 10 minutes, making kissy faces, jiggling my chest and stroking my hair. He’s grinning like an idiot, I would NEVER make that slutty face!
He can’t control me forever, when he goes back to his own body I’m gonna kill him.
Gross! Ugh, he’s touching my vagina! I’ve never masturbated in my life, he knows I think its disgusting! And did he have to do it in front of the mirror? Geez he’s making me look like some porn whore! Gawd its so embarrassing, such a disrespect to my morals, how he can take control of my hands and MMMMH!!!
-wow I wasn’t expecting that… that kinda felt good… God how embarrassing though! That’s my vagina, MINE! And I don’t want to feel that slutty stuff! Oh gooooood how is he this goooodddd mmmmmh nonono GAAAWD…
He made me cum from my own hand. I had fingers inside my own vagina….. Grossgrossgrossgross…
He can’t control me forever, when he goes back to his own body I’m gonna kill him.
Mmmmmph jeeeeeezus! How could he do this to me? He checks in on his stupid ugly loser body, packs up a few book and websites on his computer, and then instead of giving my body back he fucking leaves the house! In terrible clothes! I would never be seen in a pink dress and sneakers! Oh, AND no underwear! It was torutre, I was so sensitive from that orgasm he forced on me, and I could feel every gust of wind right on my cooch! NO respect!
AND, then he has the nerve to just walk right into a sex shop! I would never be caught dead in a pervert store like this, but he just walking on in and smiles at the clerk and THEN, he buys a sex toy! A big disgusting penis-shaped one! With my credit card!
I am totally making him pay for this but…. but…. nonono don’t you dare set it up! Ugh, don’t lower yourself down onto it nonoononono gooood its stretching my vagina open! Mmmmmph this perv is gonna geeeehhhh…. get it…. Omg this feel soooo good… I’ve never felt this lubricated before… I hate him, but hes doing something right down there….
I’m gonna kill him. as soon as I get my fucking body baaaaaaaaauuuugh cummmming!!!!
No… no… not this…. unprotected sex with a stranger…. I’ve only fucked two guys before, and I made them earn it! But this loser puppetting my body didn’t even ask this one his name!!!! My blood is boiling that he has this little respect for my body! Who does he think he…..
Oh.
Oh god no….
I never enjoyed sex. I used it as a means to an end. Once, I even got a shopping spree out if it… But this feels…. different…. nice…. Oh god, hes making me into a little slut! I cant believe hes letting this guy fuck him from behind….. It’s so degrading!
Nooooo…. I’m gonna cum again…. how is he doing this? I never managed to get even one orgasm out of sex in my entire life, but he’s about to make me spasm in total ecstasy in under a minute… I must look like such a whore right now…..
I’m totally gonna kill him…. when he gives me by body back…..
He’s going to kill me.
He’s fucked 20 guys in the last 4 days. I’ve cum so many times, totally helpless to resist, I’m finding it hard to hold on to my sanity… Am I even totally sure that I’m being possessed? Maybe I’m just a big slutty slut? Maybe that body that I keep checking on is just the dead body of my flatmate and I’ve gone insane?
Geez this feels good, his fat cock in my wet pussy…. this guys knows how to fuck… I’m not controlling it, but gawd the way that my hips move and grind my clit up against him… It’s making my brain melt. Yes, this is soooo good… Fuck him harder…. I wanna cum so hard I pass out…
…maybe I’ll wake up from this fantastic nightmare of pleasure torture….
He’s dead. I didn’t even get to kill him, but his body died. The paramedics said he just went to sleep and never awoke. And I cried in front of them, my flatmate was dead! I would miss him! How could this happen?!
But as soon as they took him away, I laughed. I called some numbers I didnt recognise. I stripped naked and I got on my hands and knees and waited for them, slowly dripping juices down my thighs…
Is he dead? Is he me? Am I me? Am I this slut who cant go a day without cock? I don’t even know anymore… All I know is that this guy holding my new leash has commanded me to call him Master, and my mouth keeps doing it.
Okay, I’m a woman. This body is so strange… I dont know why this happened, but I’m still me! Im not some sissy girl! I’m not going to look! I don’t care how curoius I get, I’m not going to!
Okay, so i looked. No big deal, I’m a man inside, I couldn’t resist seeing such magnificent tits…. My god they’re perfect! And they’re attached to me! I can feel their weight, their light curve… it’s so erotic! I wonder what they feel like…. NO! I don’t know why this happened, but I’m not going to touch myself! I jack myself, I don’t jill like a girl!
Okay so I’m touching myself. No big deal…. But god dammit it feels so good…. My pussy feels a thousand times better than a cock…. No wonder girls can be such sluts! Mmmmm gawd its so good…. I’ve made myself cum more times than i can count, my entire body feels like its full of electricity! Its fine though, I figured since I finger pussies all the time…. Its not like I’m letting a guy touch me…. I’ll NEVER do that….
Okay, so I’m letting a man touch me, but its not like I wanted to… Okay so I jumped him when he knocked on my door, so what? It’s not gay, its a guy and a girl! That’s what the definition of hetero is! And….. Guhhhhmygawd it feels so good to have my clit tongued! Oh gawd… At least … I’m not…. Giving head… I’ll never ever suck a cock……
Okay, so I sucked his cock. I’m such a filthy slut…. He presented it to me and I didn’t even hesitate… The idea of having a mouthful of warm, pulsing flesh didn’t make me flinch, it made me horny…. I feel so naughty, I made him cum in less than a minute. Geez, I never thought this stuff would taste, like, this good! Whats wrong with me? Am I gay? Hmmmm i shouldn’t worry about this now… There’s still more yummy jizz to play with! At least I’m not letting him fuck me….
Okay, so I let him fuck me. Well, to be more accurate, I begged him to. He pulled his delicious dick out of my mouth and went to tuck it back into his pants and my pussy was like NUH-UH! I felt so helplessly horny… My knees went weak, my mouth couldn’t form words… It was like a desperate need… I…. I…. I bent over, wiggled my ass at him and said some of the most desperate profane whorish things I’ve ever heard a girl (or even a person) say! And it worked. He pulled it back out, hard as a rock,and drilled it into my sopping pink cunt…. And I’m loving it. It feels soooo good…. I think I’m falling in love with hard cock… But it’s okay… Cock in pussy isn’t gay… Its not like I’d ever take it up the ass like a sissy bitch….
Im a… I’m a… I’m a fucking slut whore. I must be. Thats the only explanation. That’s the only name for a girl who fucks a guy she doesn’t even know, begs him to cum inside her, and then flips over and uses his dripping cum to lube up her asshole. I’m such a disgusting bitch. And I like it. I love it! I like being fucked back there! I don’t even care how gay that makes me. Hes not even doing anything, I’m the one doing all the work, slamming my ass upwards to impale myself over and over again…. YES YES YES YES YESSSSS!
Oh god, what have I done? Why did I let him leave? Now I’m all alone with no cock to play with… I’m so fucking horny! I can’t take it! And a slut like me shouldn’t have to! Maybe I could call someone… Oh god am I really doing this? Am I really dialing my own brother? Am I really going to ask him to come over and….
“Hello?”
“Hiii Nathan! Its your new sissy slut sister! I’m so horny, you wanna come over and… ummmm….. play doctor with me?”
“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.