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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?”
The floor model stands in the corner of the boardroom. The man across from me stares at her. He’s hooked. He asks me about her, is she really my sister?
Sure, I say, smugly pushing a contract over towards him. She’s here to illustrate how effective my brainwashing technique is.
What’s wrong with her? he wants to know.
I gave her a second personality. A slutty, flirty exhibitionist, who loves people gawking at her tits and ass. She comes out whenever my sister is clothed. And when she’s completely exposed, my normal sister returns. It’s a fun little arrangement, it causes her some… distress.
And why is she doing… that? he wants to know.
It’s quite simple, I chuckle, staring at her perky young tits. This stupid bitch is coming to, realizing she’s totally naked in front of us. So her first instinct is to cover her lovely boobs. Unfortunately, this causes Slutty to emerge… Look at her face, here she comes! And the only thing Slutty wants to do is be naked in front of us, so… There ya go!
A very amusing cycle.. How long will she do that for? he says, picking up the pen and signing along the dotted line.
Probably indefinitely, or until I cover her up with something else. It’s quite amusing to see all the things she does when switching between personalities. Now, what time should we have your daughter…. picked up?
Josie Edwards arrived home from school and started to make herself a cup of tea. As the jug boiled, she surveyed the new addition to the house thoughtfully. In the corner, standing perfectly still, stood a perfect, pink haired, teenage fuckdoll. Josie grinned at the girl, her vapid smile and slutty pose were flawless, and she was unknowingly sticking her ass out towards the street-facing window. She steeped her tea, and automatically grabbed another mug out of the cupboard as her mother entered the room.
“When did he arrive?” she asked the older woman, Becky, handing her the cup she made for herself.
“About ten, not long after you left for school,” Becky replied, and after a long sip continued.
“He was making such a bloody show, crying and apologizing like a bloody sook. I just told him to shut up until someone spoke to him and go stand in the corner. I wanted you both to be here when we tell him.”
“So he’s been there almost all day huh? Did you make him stand like that? Like, all posey?”
“Nope, must just be the program!” Becky laughed, and sat down at the kitchen table to drink her tea.
Josie paced the room waiting for her brother to arrive home. She was full of excited energy, the day had finally come! She kept peering into the pink-haired girl’s eyes, not really sure what sh was looking for, more curious than anything else.
Finally, about half an hour later the three girls in the room heard the door open, and a gangly mousey-haired twenty-something man, Zack entered smiling as his sister handed him a cup of tea. He took a long sip of his drink and tranquilly shared the moment with his mother and sister.
“It’s really him in there?” Zack asked. “He looks…. different.”
“Well duh,” Becky chuckled. “It’s definitely him though. Trust me.”
Josie approached the doll and addressed it.
“Hi, what is your name?”
The doll’s smile suddenly dropped, once addressed her face muscles were under her control. She looked terrified as she spoke the only two words her mouth would allow her to say.
“Ken Edwards.”
Josie’s face split open into a manic grin.
“And who are we, to you?”
The tiny girl bit her lip and tried not to burst into tears as she identified the people in the room.
“Josie, my daughter. Zack, my son. Becky, my….. My wife.”
All three family members grinned at each other.
“That’s the last time you’ll ever use those names,” Becky replied, stepping forwards. “Those were the names of the family members you abused and took for granted. We’re not your family anymore. We’re you’re owners now.
“From now on you shall address me only as Mistress, and you will worship the ground i walk on. Do you understand?
"Yes, Mistress,” Ken responded, burning red with embarrassment.
“And you can call me Goddess from now on!” chuckled Josie, flicking her hair self-mockingly.
“Yeah, and you have to call ME Zack Attack!” laughed Zack, stopping when he noticed the women shaking their heads.“
"Screw you girls, I get to pick my own name!”
“Okay whatever Zack attack,” Josie giggled, and then turned back to Ken. “And you’re not Ken anymore. You can’t even think that name. From now on, you’re Pixie! Got it?”
There was a long pause as Ken was clearly straining to fight the order he was just given, although from the look on his face he had lost and forgotten his name.
“Pixie’s name is Pixie, Goddess.”
“Oh, so much fun!” Josie giggled again and clapped her hands.
“So, tell us your story, Pixie,” said Becky. “I want to hear what you’ve been up to for the last three weeks. From just before you were… picked up.”
“Yes Mistress.” Pixie automatically responded, pausing and sobbing as she realised what she’d just said.
“Pixie didn’t know why she was in a girl’s body, but Mistress had promised to take her to get help. On mistresses suggestion, Pixie wore the sex toy to keep herself entertained on the trip.”
“And what happened on that trip?” asked Zack eagerly.
“Pixie turned around and Mistress was gone! Pixie felt so scared, and then some men put a bag over her head! Pixie doesn’t remember much else because she…. went to sleep.”
“Well Pixie, you should know, Mistress paid those men to escort you. She did it because of how horrible you used to be. Where did they take you?”
Pixie look around her owners and saw no sympathy in their eyes as she continued.
“The men did things to Pixie. They strapped machines to her, and vibrators and toys, and they…..”
“What did they do, Pixie?”
Pixie shuffled uncomfortably, subconsciously grinding her thighs together in a display of arousal.
“They made Pixie cum. Again and again and again. They wouldn’t let Pixie sleep, they just made her pussy and her titties feel good until she couldn’t think no more.”
Zack shuffled a little, his erection becoming apparent.
“Then what did they do Pixie?”
“They stopped making Pixie cum. They just plugged up her holes and left her… Pixie was soo horny… They wouldn’t let her cum unles she begged. So Pixie begged. Pixie pleaded. But instead of turning the toys back on, they started feeding Pixie… Started making her drink huge cups of…. They called it Nectar.”
“And what happened when you drank the Nectar?”
“Pixie’s body started changing…. Her titties grew, her nipples became more sensitive, her pussy and her sluthole got all throbbing and desperate…. Pixie couldn’t even think to beg… She just drank and drank until she was full….”
“That’s not all it does!” interrupted Zack, “It also changes you hair to be pink whenever you’re sexually aroused!”
“But her hair has been pink the whole time….” Josie wondered out loud.
“Exactly!” crowed Zack.
“Kids, shush,” interjected Becky. “Carry on Pixie. What happened after that?”
Pixie started lightly swaying, her eyes half closed as though she was drunk.
“Pixie was put into…. A room… Hard to remember… Lights, voices, swirling… Vibration… Cummmmminggggggg!!!!”
The Pink-haired little doll started twitching, her hips rolling, her belly spasming as remembering this experience sent her into a bucking orgasm. The Family watched her cautiously, but her high-heeled feet remained firmly where she had planted them. Even a brainwashing-induced orgasm couldn’t get her to move from where she had been ordered to stand.
As Pixie stood there panting, Becky approached her and yanked down her black tights, exposing her glistening swollen pussy, and her abnormally large clit adorned with a shiny silver ring, to the room.“
"Here’s the deal Ken-sorry, Pixie” she said menacingly up to him, as she showed him the ring he had never seen before. “You were a slutty husband and a terrible father. You beat me. You belittled your children at every chance you got, you even told Josie’s college scout that she was a "disgusting slut.”
“We were sick of you, so we hired a company called GirlDoll to put you into that first body. That was us. We thought it would teach you a lesson.”
“But it didn’t!” said Zack. “You were just as much of an asshole as always!”
“So we took things one step further. We sent you to the modding lab to be pleasure conditioned,” continued Josie.
“And this ring here in your big fat sissy clit is going to make sure you’re never disobedient ever again!” Becky finished, glowering. “See this little ball? Theres a microscopic little bell inside it, it will ring every time you obey an order and send little sissy shivers down your spine.”
“We’re not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do, you’ll jump through hoops te feel that bell ringing in your cunt” jeered Zack as Pixie timidly shook, realising her new reality.
“Oh and that Nectar? That was tailor made especially for you. I know you’re totally addicted to it, so luckily we made sure there’s a fresh source nearby!
Pixie'a eyes widened and her mouth watered at the prospect of more nectar.
"Wh…. Where is it? Pixie needs it…..”
“Oh it’s right here,” said Zack, gesturing to his crotch. “It comes from my balls.”
Pixie’s face fell as she struggled with her next hurdle.
“Zack Attack, puh…please give Pixie some… Please let Pixie suck your b-balls dry… Pixie needs it…”
Zack chuckled, knowing how humiliated his former father must be.
“Meh, maybe later,” he replied, nonchalantly.
The desperation started creeping into Pixie’s adorable face.
“No.. No you don’t understand… Pixie needs it… Pixie actually needs it to survive…. Pixie will die without it…”
“Oh, I know. I actually put that in my request section when we designed you. But if you want any, you’ll have to beg a whole lot harder than THAT!”
“And make dinner,” chimed in Becky
“And clean the whole house!” added Josie.
“And put on this tutu and jiggle your butt for us every time we look at you!”
Zack cackled as Pixie shuffled off to the kitchen, begging for cock and moaning as his clit-bell chimed as he obeyed an order.
The family of three shared another moment together, and then followed their new fuckdoll to the kitchen to continue torturing her.
And they all lived happily ever after.
Except Pixie. She lived the rest of her life as a cum-addicted fucktoy. So yeah.
It’s not ALL sissy sluts begging for a taste of the good life. Believe it or not, once in a while I try to use my abilities to cause some good in the world.
Take this bitch for example. I found her at the mall, shaming her friend for looking at a sex shop and wanting to go inside. The nerve of some people,to loudly embarrass your friend like that… Telling anyone that could hear that sex toys are disgusting and only for desperate perverts…
I followed her home and put her under. Sometimes its more fun if they never remember meeting me, it’s more… torturous for the mind if they can’t just write off the blame for something else.
I didn’t do much to her, but I like subtle sometimes. Little, minimal, concealable changes that can mess with someone’s psyche, but not destroy their life. Just one… I suppose you’d call it an impulse. And automatic, involuntary reaction.
Whenever this judgey little bitch pulls a sex toy from her pussy, the compulsion kicks in. She’ll automatically shove it back in as far as it will go, and then forget doing so. To her, it’ll be like she’s continuously pulling the plastic cock out, suffering from an amazing burst of pleasure, and then finding it once again lodged deep inside herself.
I chuckle as I shove a large fake cock inside her and leave her to become self-aware in about 30 seconds. I wonder how many orgasms she’ll have on that “sick toy” before she realises the only way to get it out, is to ask someone else to do it. Probably at least 20, she doesn’t want anyone to find out what a “desperate pervert” she really is….
“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.
“Gnnhuuuhhh… nooooooo… I-… I am a fuckdoll. A slave.”
“And why is that?”
“Because…. Because my Daddy wants me to be.”
“What are you for?”
“Nuh….. Don… I…. My purpose is pleasuring cocks. Making men hard. Giving them a place to cum.”
“What is your value?”
“My… Hmmmmmfphh… My… My only value is my slippery holes. I exist to be fucked.”
“And do you like being fucked?”
“Mmmmmph…… Nuuuuh… Yeeeeeesssss. Yes i do…I love being fucked…”
“Do you like your piercings?”
“Nnnn……nnnnnnh…… Yes! I love them they feel amazing… They keep me horny and dripping all day…”
“What is your favourite food?”
“….cum. Cum is the only food I like.”
“And what are you NOT?”
“I’m not human. I’m not a person. Fuckdolls are not people.”
“Very good, fuckdoll. But you’re still resisting, so no orgasm for you! Keep looking at the pretty lights… And say it again. Until you believe it. What are you?”
The Fizzgasm capsule took care of her. I knew it would, it’s marketed right towards fucking over cheating little sluts like this. All you have to do is stick the tiny pill inside a slut’s pussy and cum in her, and she’s fucked. The capsule dissolves only in cum, so after you’re done step back and watch the show!
The Fizzgasm Capsule is a sensation copier. It loops a pussy into its last five minutes of history, (kinda like a security camera loop in every single heist movie). So assuming you fucked her nice and hard, as long as the capsule is in effect (I got the 24 hour model) she’ll feel that fucking over and over and over again, as though it was really happening. I actually made her cum a bunch of times during the last few minutes, so i think this video is gonna make me all my money back, and then some.
Do you have a slut you’d like to teach a lesson to? Maybe an overconfident little cunt who refuses to keep her pussy to herself? Try Fizzgasm today, you won’t regret it! (But she might)
From: Kim - Babe, please don’t make me do this…. I’m sorry okay! I won’t do it again! (message sent 4:50pm)
From: Dennis - Nuh-uh! You want to come to my job and embarrass me to entertain your douchey new friends? You can work my shift tonight! (message sent 4:50pm)
From: Dennis -And if you have any ideas about getting your body back after work, you’ll send me every damn selfie I tell you to. Make it good, your mates want to see some cleavage! (message sent 4:51pm)
From: Kim - Okay…. but just this one, right? I don’t want these guys to think you’d cheat on me? (message sent 4:52pm)
From: Dennis- That’s not what you were thinking about last night! Flashing my top up for your idiot mate Don. You’re lucky this is all I do to you. Now send the selfie or you can work my whole week for me. (message sent 4:54pm)
To: Don, Jack, Henry, Josh, Dennis. From: Kim - Great to see you boys last night! Thanks for ALL the tips! XX Kim (message sent 4:56pm)
From: Dennis - Good. How does that feel? To be just a set of tits attached to “just a waitress?” (message sent 4:56pm)
From: Kim - Okay, you’ve made your point… It’s embarrassing okay…. I gotta start your shift now. (message sent 4:58pm)
From: Dennis - Don’t forget, you’ve gotta send another every hour! (message sent 4:59pm)
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To: Don, Jack, Henry, Josh, Dennis. From: Kim - Hooters! Come down and say hi boys! Maybe you’ll see more of all this! (message sent 6:08pm)
From: Dennis - Ha! I knew that would sound funny! Also btw you’re 10 minutes late! (message sent 6:11pm)
From: Kim - I know I’m sorry, there were these customers. They were being assholes and one tried to put a spoon up my butt! (message sent 6:11pm)
From: Dennis - Awwww what’s the matter? Can’t handle being “just a waitress” babe? Welcome to hospo! How are you doing on tips? (message sent 6:12pm)
From: Kim - I’ve made none? Am I supposed to be going for tips? (message sent 6:12pm)
From: Dennis - Not gonna eat very well this week if you don’t! Tell ya what, make $100 in tips tonight, and I won’t mess with your brain anymore! (message sent 6:13pm)
From: Kim - What did you do…. I feel funny…. Slow. Bubbly. Did you do this to me? (message sent 6:17pm)
From: Dennis - Haha. Good luck out there! Get your flirt on and make dat monaaayyyy! (message sent 6:18pm)
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To: Don, Jack, Henry, Josh, Dennis. From: Kim - Heeeey boys….. You’re all missing out! There’s so many yummy guys here, I might have to pick another while I wait hehehe xxxxKIMMY (message sent 7:30pm)
From: Dennis - Late again! And I didn’t tell you to say that! Where’d you get those terrible ears from? (message sent 7:32pm)
From: Kim - hehe a cuuuuute customer gave them to me! they were his tip arent they hawt?! (message sent 7:33pm)
From: Dennis - Maybe I overdid it…. No more late snaps! You’re supposed to be be learning a lesson! (message sent 7:33pm)
From: Kim - soz babe donny is coming to see me im gonna drink with him after my shift! i dunno if ill have time for more pix tho kay don’t wait up he said he wants to give me somethin omg fun rytttt!!!!! (message sent 7:34pm)
From: Dennis - No! No! Do not hang out with that douche! You come home straight after work! (message sent 7:35pm)
From: Kim - bossy much? I’m not your property luv and anyway donnys gonna pay! if ur not careful i myt go be his gf insteada urs lol :p hes a total bad boy and im kinda into that (message sent 7:36pm)
From: Kim - have good night cya whenever i make it home lolol mwah! (message sent 7:37pm)
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My cap swap for @evie-hyde I hope you love it as much as I loved yours! xox
Ugh, that’s so good, what a little slut…. Look into her eyes. She’s so into this! They’re so…. deep and soft, so piercing… Hypnotic…. They make me feel a little…. Different…. Like for a second I can’t think of anything at all-
-huh? Man i drifted for a second there, I must have gotten drawn into this total babe sucking on such a yummy cock….. Wait what no I didn’t mean to think tha-
-huh? What happened… mmmm….. what skills…. This girl is so pretty, I love her eyes… They make me feel so tingly… I cant decide if its a good feeling or a bad-
-huh? I feel…. Yummy…. mmm this little slut is blowing me she’s such a cutie….. What amazing makeup I think ill ask her for some tips after she’s done…. Imagine if i could look as cute as-
-huh? Hehe this babe is so good at sucking my lil sissy cock…. I hope she’s into butt stuff…. I could really use a finger or tw-
-huh? Oh wow wee youre totes amazeballs at this lovely….. Yeah suck on my clitty….. I love having my clitty sucked on ever since I was a little gir-
-huh? Babe I must have came sooooo hard from you licking my cunny soooo goood hehehe I feel funny…. I can’t remember anything…. Except your pretty eyes babe…. They make me wanna go find some yummy cocks to split me open and make me squirt like a lil slut!
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Thanks so much to my 500 followers for enjoying my filthy smut 💜💜💜
I don’t care that you always moan like a whore when you climax.
Go on, do it you pathetic slut. Fuck yourself right here in the reception area. If you can finish without anyone noticing, I’ll consider putting you back to normal.