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It looks like the drug was completely effective. I know you’re feeling a little spacey, so let me fill you in, you cheating cunt.
I know you’ve been sucking off random guys every time you go out with your friends. I know you’ve been using me for a place to live, and I know you’re planning on dumping me the second a richer guy decides he likes you.
You’re a piece of shit user bitch, so I’ve paid a lot of money so you can be the one who gets used from now on.
Can’t close your mouth can you? Yeah, good luck with that. Your face is just another sloppy, welcome hole for cocks now. You’re gonna have much less control over that area than you’re used to. And that tingly feeling where my cum is touching the sensitive inner flesh? That’s the feeling of you becoming addicted. You’ll start craving it soon. You’ll need to feed on it at least a few times a day.
But don’t forget about your extra holes, the ones you offer up to any guy who buys you a drink and smiles at you. Sensitive, aren’t they? Awwww your clit is like a little nightlight! They’re gonna keep glowing like that, just so you know. And probably throbbing just like they are, too. And the longer they go without being crammed full of dick, the brighter they’ll glow, the harder they’ll throb, and the hornier you’ll get. If I was you, I wouldn’t skip a day. You might not ever come back from it.
Oh, probably should let you know. You won’t be able to remember your name anymore. You now go by “Fuckdoll”. Ha! You look so funny trying to remember what you used to be called. Come by anytime, I wanna see that confused stupid face again when you’ve been out there for a few weeks.
Well….. It hasn’t been that nice knowing you. Get the fuck out.
You can come back and get your fix once in a while, but you don’t live here anymore.
Train your holes. Make them the best, most pleasurable cocksleeves a man could want.
You never know which hole a cock will want, be safe and train both! You wouldn’t want to waste valuable fucking seconds “getting aroused” so be ready to be mounted at any time!
The best way to train your pussy is to edge it. Frequently. Keep it constantly lubricating for those spurs of the moment. Pro tip, wear short skirts! Then you can have easy access to your hot cunny and keep its nice and drippy!
Your plug is a girl’s best friend! It keeps your ass stretched, slippery, and ready for cock! Wear it every day, and have a man finish inside you before he replaces it. When you feel his seed sloshing around in your naughty asshole, that will remind you of what you’re for!
Remember, be the best, sluttiest fuckdoll you can be! Always go the extra mile to get that delicious cum!
And remember, what happens if you don’t follow these simple steps….. Men will go fuck somebody else who DID prepare themselves for cock all day!
There’s a lot of competition for cock out there, if you don’t follow the rules, some other lucky slut might take a load of cum that could have been for YOU!
And we both know you can’t even bear that thought.
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.
Jesse was in no hurry to get back to class. Had a bathroom pass, but they couldn’t tell her how long to take, so she wandered and daydreamed as as she took the long way to the farthest toilet. She swished her skirt, which was intentionally a few inches shorter that uniform regulation, and shivered with naughty feelings as the material brushed her smooth, pale thighs.
The truth was, Jesse wandered so long and so randomly because she was hoping that some boy or some teacher might cross her path. She wanted to fuck. She had sat in class, barely listening to some old bag droning on and on about whatever “social studies” were, and dreaming about a little social studying of her own. Ever since she had lost her virginity, Jesse had lost interest in anything other than boys. She was so mystified at the idea of being fucked and pleasing cocks that she didn’t spare thought for much else.
But cock was proving be difficult to nail down. She was only now what the boys called “legal”, but they all seemed nervous around her. Having very little experience in seduction herself, she didn’t know how to seal the deal. She could awkwardly flirt,but it was so clunky, and she hadn’t been able to come up with the words that might make a boy take his pants off for her. There were three teachers at her entire school that were hot younger men, but one was married and the all three had also rejected her at various points over the last few years.
Jesse couldn’t concentrate on anything. She was so very horny. She was frustrated. She had this dripping wet little teenage pussy, and no guy wanted to touch it! What was wrong with them? Or…. What was wrong with her?
“Excuse me, miss? You dropped this…”
Jesse was startled from her thoughts, burning red at how distracted she was. A student approached her and handed her a tube of lotion. She was confused, this wasn’t hers. More Perfect? She’d never even heard of this brand. She wasn’t even sure what it did…
“Guaranteed to make you more perfect!” giggled the smiling woman on the tube. That wasn’t much to go on at all…..
Wait. A boy! A boy had handed her this! This was her cha-
Weird. He’d just… disappeared. Jesse squeezed her shapely thighs together and groaned. That was the perfect opportunity! Looking down at the bottle, she wondered if maybe she did need to be more perfect.
Finally hurrying to the bathroom, Jesse uncapped the bottle. It smelled really nice, like plums. She poured a dollop onto her finger, and rubbed it experimentally onto her neck. She breathed in a deep whiff of the scent,and smiled dizzily.
Her skin felt really good… She should definitely put more of this on…. Jesse’s face went passive and blank as she automatically pulled up her shirt, undid her bra and started slathering the mystery liquid all over her teenage breasts. She stood there for longer than she realized, massaging herself, gasping and breathing heavily, letting the pleasant, loopy feelings sink further and further into her skin…
An hour later, Jesse suddenly snapped back into reality. Had she been massaging this lotion into her boobies all this time? She couldn’t remember! The bottle was empty…. maybe she had? She giggled, mostly unconcerned with this development… after all, she had much more important things to worry about than some silly lotion! She grinned to herself as she made her way to her next class. Her boobies were so pert and sensitive now.. Every step produced a jiggle, every jiggle sent a little jolt of kinky lightning down her belly and directly into her clit. It was wonderful, the short walk to the door revved her up so perfectly… She was definitely going to find some cock today!
Her teacher, Mr. Alan, noted she looked dazed, he wondered if she had been smoking drugs. The little slut was probably just the type to cut class and sneak in a puff. She subtly sniffed at her as she passed, but he didn’t smell weed. In fact, she smelled wonderful! Like, thick creamy cocoa… His favorite drink! He watched her as she sauntered heel-toe to the back of the class.. slightly mesmerized by the way her supple ass swung back and forth… It should be illegal for women to walk like that… he could get in so much trouble just for looking! He gasped and suddenly sat down at his desk as she approached her desk at the back of the class - She want wearing underwear! He had caught a little glimpse of her perfect ass and her teenage pussy!
He swallowed as she innocently looked over her shoulder and met his eye. That wasn’t an accident. The little slut was flashing him! Dazed, he re-adjusted his pants and attempted to put the thought out of his mind. He was a grown adult, and these kids needed to learn about important life skills like Pythagorean Triangles.
Jesse had been uncharacteristically quiet during the lesson. She must’ve be high, she looked so dazed and distracted. The image of her smooth pink pussy still glistened in his mind, as he got up to move around the classroom and offer help. He couldn’t help sneaking glances at the cute redhead, but not once did she ever return his look. Maybe the little show before had been him misreading a coincidence? As he worked his way towards the back of the class, the smell of fresh, warm cocoa again seeped its way up his nostrils. Could anyone else smell that? He noticed that the students sitting near her also seemed distracted by the smell, where was it coming from? He bent over to determine if someone had spilled a drink on the classroom floor, and his nose led him to the source of the now-overpowering smell.
Mr. Alan was dizzy… how was this happening? Jesse was clearly masturbating in his class… and too distracted by her own playing to even notice that he was watching! But the smell coming off her was… amazing… every time he breathed in it made him feel dizzy… he wanted more… he wanted to taste this student’s pussy… at the current moment getting fired was not even important enough to register, the smell was so intoxicating and perfect!
“Class Dismissed…”
The class didn’t react much to their teacher, on his knees, dizzily mumbling at them to leave. The smell hung heavily in the room as they robotically packed up their books and quietly filed out. Mr Alan watched them go without even rising to stand, and when the door shut he turned back to Jesse and her mouthwatering scent, expecting to find the dazed girl still masturbating blankly.
Instead, he found a quite different view greeting him.
“Is this what you wanted Mr. Alan?”
Jesse was looking at him mischeviously, pulling panties aside that she must have sneakily pulled back on during class…
Mr Alan’s heart skipped a beat. It was… PERFECT. The smell, the view, everything, he wanted nothing more than to push his face into it and drown. He leaned forward to get a taste of those sticky juices that were dripping so gratuitously…
And suddenly the panties snapped back into place and Jesse giggled to herself.
“Nuh-uh! Me first! Stand up, Mr Alan! I wanna see your dick!”
There was no argument.At this point he would do anything to lay eyes and nose on that perfect young cunt again… He rose to his feet as Jesse excitedly sank to her knees. He looked down blankly, unsure of what she wanted as she opened her mouth wide and issued a demand.
“Fuck my face, Mr Alan! I wanna feel a man-sized cock down my throat!”
His brain overpowered by lust, Mr Alan needed no further nudging.Lining up to the perfect little mouth below him, he thrust all the way inside her, and was rewarded twofold: The noise that escaped the girl was a boner-inducing squeal of joy, a sound of pure lust and happiness. It made him infinitely more horny, and reduced his mental resistance even further. The second reward was more direct: An enormous amount of pheromones suddenly dropped from Jesse’s pussy, filling the room like a bath bomb. The perfect scent of mad lust filled every corner of the room as the young redhead finally experienced what sucking cock was really like.
Her lips and mouth were tingling with ecstacy. Her throat was being stretched open pleasurably. This was amazing. This was perfect. This was the only thing she wanted to feel for the rest of her life.
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1 week later, things were a little different at Jesse’s school. For one thing, everyone walked around looking a little dazed and distracted. Each of the students and teachers were constantly smelling their very favorite smell in the world. The thick, pungent smell hung in the air, it made for a very relaxed and sluggish atmosphere.
For another thing, people were constantly making their way towards the math block, and emerging looking blank but satisfied. If one was to follow the smell, somehow resisting the mental effects if forced upon the human mind, they would eventually enter Mr Alan’s classroom, and find the source of the scent that was keeping everyone so docile.
Simply put, Jesse’s body was perfect. The lotion had seeped into her every cell, making her entire body into one enormous pheromone-spewing erogenous zone. Her large, rapidly-grown boobies were round and bouncy, her nipples could rightly be considered to be extra clits. Her mouth, so warm and inviting, felt to her like an extra vagina, a hole to put cocks in and feed on their beautiful goo. Her pussy, clit and asshole, having been coated repeatedly in lotion from her unwashed hands, were all swollen and oversensitive to touch. The little redheaded fuckdoll was extremely needy, but luckily she had no problem making anyone nearby take their clothes off and shower her with the only thing she really cared about now.
Jesse had been made Perfect by that mysterious lotion.
Even if she had the mental capacity to think about her decisions, I doubt she would change a fucking thing.
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?”
At 5:25 on Wednesday, Ash lay on the bed, panting heavily and staring at the huge jiggling breasts on his chest. It’s the end of what turned into a long, hard day. He moans in confusion and exhaustion as his lecherous hand yet again snakes its way southward. He tries to think about how he got into this situation as his long pink nails trace a light line beneath his waistband, sending an arousing shudder up his spine.
At 6:53 on Tuesday, Ash, still a 24 year old young man, takes a shower with his girlfriend Emily, and she explains to him the proposal that she set up.
“What do you mean, borrow it?” Ash asks, a little unsure about the entire situation.
“I told you!” She giggles as she lathers up his genitals. “I’ve always always ALWAYS told you that I wanted to have a cock. A big meaty dong right here that I could swing around, pee with, and you know… fuck and stuff… Well! I spoke to AgeSavage today! She said, she was gonna grant me the ability to borrow a dick of my choosing and actually have one for a whole day!”
“Okay, first of all, why would you do that? Have you read any of those stories? They’re horrible, people end up brain-dead sluts! And why mine? I happen to like my dick!”
“So do I babe,” she grinned, tickling the sweet spot that drove him crazy. “That’s why I want yours! It would be weird if I had some random guy’s dick on me! Its just for one day, you don’t even have anywhere to be tomorrow, so no-one will have to see you without your junk! Pleeeease?”
Ash watches Emily squeeze her big boobs give him the cutie-pie eyes. He thinks to himself that jiggly boobs are his biggest weakness, and that even though she’s obviously being flirty to get her way, he loves her and he wants her to be happy.
At 8:21am on Wednesday, Ash stares at the feminine mound of flesh that sits where his package used to be, and wonders what he expected.They had been concentrating so much on her having a dick for the day, he’d forgotten to consider what was going to happen to him. He’d awoken minutes earlier, Emily having left for work with her new cock sitting firmly between her legs, to find himself a flat-chested teenage girl. With a vagina. He stares at it, idly wondering which of them has his balls now.
At 8:27am on Wednesday, Ash stands in front of the mirror, grinning and giggling and bouncing is ass, mesmerized by the motion and sensation of his temporary body… He does this for longer that he would ever admit to anyone, even Emily.
At 9:15am on Wednesday Ash gives in and fingers himself. 45 minutes of jiggling and bouncing suddenly erupted into a fierce need to be touched. Unbeknownst to him, Emily has just jerked off at her desk, and every orgasm she experiences during the day will ripple back to him, arousing his body beyond control. He however, believes this to be his idea, and blushes furiously as his slender fingers probe the wet, warm emptiness between his legs.
At 9:30am on Wednesday, Ash is interrupted by the world’s earliest internet technician. Standing in the middle of the living room, too wet and horny to cover himself, he allows the man to enter the room and lay him down on the sofa. The ringing in his ears drowns out the words the man is saying to him. He suddenly feels a fierce tingle in his tiny breasts, which he attributes to stranger fingering him. The real cause of the tingle though, is Emily blowing a load of sperm onto her own breasts in the office bathroom.
At 9:31am on Wednesday,Ash succumbs to the skilled fingers of the man and experiences his very first female orgasm. It is not graceful or tingly, it hits hard like a battering ram, knocking all thoughts out of his head. The man asks him to flip over onto her hands and knees and in his daze, he obeys, moaning like a bitch in heat.
At 12:42pm on Wednesday, Ash stands in the bathroom putting 2 and 2 together. He has been fucking some random guy all morning, and hits formerly flat chest is now huge and jiggly. He must have caused this with his lack on control and his total sluttiness. This is all his fault. He thinks about what will happen at 5:30 when Emily gets home from work and finds him with such huge breasts. He weighs it all up, staring at his delicious, jiggling tits in the mirror, and attempts to steel himself to have the strength to send the random technician guy home.
At 12:44pm on Wednesday, Ash feels the head of a random cock press up against the opening to his gushing pussy. He immediately pushes back against, and groans as he feels the masculine invader stretch his little cunt all the way open… He tried to send the guy away, but right as he was putting on pants, Emily had another sneaky bathroom break and suddenly Ash’s body had other ideas.
At 5:26pm on Wednesday, Ash hears the door open and close, and gets up go have a little proposal of his own. He enters the kitchen to find his flustered girlfriend, removing her shoes with a satisfied look on her face.
“Hey babe, what I day, I think this might have been the best day of my life! I just want to take a hot shower and then you can have this wonderful-oh my! Nice tits babe! You look different than when I left this morning!”
“Keep it.”
“What?”
“I don’t want it back. I’ve had the most amazing day too… Having a hot pussy is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Go have your shower, but first I’d like to welcome home my amazing girlfriend from work….”
Emily watches Ash squeeze his big boobs and give her the cutie-pie eyes.
She feels her cock swelling up at how slutty her boyfriend became in one day. She thinks to herself that jiggly boobies are going to be her biggest weakness, and that even though he’s obviously being flirty to get his way, she loves him and he wants him to be happy.
At 6:00pm on Wednesday, the borrow period ends. At the moment when the ability to switch back expires, Ash has his own dick down his throat, and is slowly, leisurely pleasuring it, as he plans to do every day for the rest of his slutty life.
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.
“So, about this morning…” I said to my sister Maddison, who was blushing deep scarlet at what she was telling me.
“I’m sorry that I bothered you so early in the morning,” she began, looking meek and embarrassed.”I just, I just really need to be FULL…”
“Full?” I queried, acting curious.
“Yeah… It’s just… I can’t think of anything else… All day I’ve just NEEDED to feel completely full… I’m always so empty… It drives me insane!”
“So, you woke me up, skirt hiked up, no underwear, begging me to put a plug up your butt… All because you need to FEEL FULL?”
“Uh-huh,” she sobbed “I did so many things today, and nothing worked…. Nothing made me full enough!”
“Things like what?”
“I went to school with that plug up my butt… It was amazing… My ass felt so full all day…”
“…but…”
“But the rest of me was so jealous! I sat in class, feeling how empty I was, I couldn’t stand it!”
“That must have been distracting?”
“Yeah, It was… until after math class when I couldn’t take it anymore! When everyone was gone I just bent over and flipped up my skirt and showed my plug to Mr. Thomas!”
“What did he do?”
“He wasn’t going to fuck me but I begged him… I told him how empty I was…. Eventually he bent me over the sofa and filled up my pussy!“
“So that made you feel better?”
“It did… for a little while.. But when he pulled out I felt so empty all over again! I was so stretched out… I actually felt emptier than before! It was maddening!”
“So what did you do then?”
“…….”
“Maddy, what did you do then?”
“I don’t know why I’m telling you all this… It’s so embarassing…..”
“Maddy, you’re telling me because I might be able to make you feel better…..”
“Okay… I.. I… I went into the changing rooms… The boys changing rooms…”
“Oh gosh… And?”
“And… and… Ohhhh…. Mmmmmph…”
“Maddy….”
“Okay! I waited until people came in… and then I yanked my plug out!”
“Oh you little slut!”
“Yeah… and Frank J and Micheal P both tried to fill me……”
“And how did that feel?”
“So good! But… I was still missing something….”
“Good thing the soccer team came in too huh?”
“Mmmmmph yeah…. three dicks at once…. oh gosh I’m creaming myself just remembering it… This is so embarassing”
“What is?”
“Getting so wet in front of my brother! Gosh…. I’m so empty… Can you please…?”
“You’re emabarrassed to be horny in front of me… What about… You know? My cock sitting in the entrance to your little pussy?”
“Oh that…. That… It’s okay… It’s okay because… Becasue your cock is so big… I never knew…. I think It will make me feel full….”
“You want to do this? Even though I did this to you?”
“Mmmmmph…. guhhh… YESSSSS!!!!! Please… please I’m so empty!”
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….
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)