joy of man's desiring

Focus on the spiral. Listen to the voice. All will be clear.

Allow me to brag 🤍: Scripted by me, Voiced by me, Animated by me. 💕

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"Paul, this is Beth, and Beth, I'd like you to meet Paul," Jenny announced, as though there was nothing unusual at all about introducing Beth to a naked stranger who wandered out of her bedroom with his cock already at half-mast. "This is the man whose semen you've been drinking in your coffee for about a week now, and I thought it was time for you to get to know him so you can take it direct from the source and sink into drugged obedience like me." Beth's eyebrows shot up at that, and she wanted to splutter out a whole series of infuriated expletives at her roommate… but there was a subtle and seductive aroma filling the room, almost unnoticed by Beth's conscious mind despite its erotic familiarity, and she found that her mouth hung open instead of being used to speak.

"Now I know what you're thinking," Jenny reassured her, stripping naked in the middle of the living room with a graceful ease that would have probably have shocked Beth if she wasn't so busy being shocked by everything else that was happening around her. "But Paul's got a lot of jizz in those big heavy balls of his, and he's fully capable of keeping us both drugged into helpless adoration without any problems. You'll get regular doses of his magic cum just like I do, we won't have to fight over it even a little." That was absolutely not what Beth was thinking, at least not before Jenny said it, but she had to admit she felt something unclench inside her mind with a wave of relief she couldn't logically explain. She slid off her chair with a thump as her knees hit the ground, realizing she had her mouth open like a baby bird now but unable to close it.

Jenny went over to her, undoing the buttons on Beth's blouse and pulling it away from her tingling skin while Beth knelt there, unable to take her fixated gaze off of Paul's stiffening cock and his huge balls even for a second. She felt strangely passive now, unable even to take conscious action to satisfy the craving she was inexplicably falling victim to, and it was almost comforting when Jenny purred, "Don't worry, it took me the same way when Paul first blessed me with his hot, salty cum. Once you've gotten a full load, straight from the source, you won't be confused anymore and you'll know what you want and who you want to be. It's only now, when your mind and your body are all mixed up, that you're having trouble."

Beth was pretty sure that her mind was very clear on being shocked and horrified by her roommate's utter betrayal, but when Paul walked over to them her certainty began to sublimate into desperate arousal like ice in the Vegas heat. Jenny took Beth's hand by the wrist and guided it up to her own jaw, molding it into a grip that held her mouth open even wider, and then she began to stroke Paul's cock and fondle his balls until precum dripped onto Beth's outstretched tongue. "We never make him do it himself," Jenny intoned, her voice pressing a whole new conviction into Beth's malleable mind. "It's our task to pleasure his sacred penis."

Beth's brain was filled with so many questions--how was it sacred? Why did it have this effect on her? How could he produce enough semen to feed two whole women every single day? But all of them vanished when Paul's cock spurted a load of hot, sticky jizz onto her tongue and she felt her old self vanish into warm, cozy surrender. She swallowed every last drop, even using her fingers to catch a dollop or two that overshot onto her cheek, and finally understood exactly why Jenny had done what she did.

Focus here. Pay attention to the words you see. Focus and relax. Following my words so easily, relaxing so easy to them. As you listen And follow my words down. Down into that familiar feeling. Weak. Stop what you were doing. Stop what you were thinking. Just relax. I think it's time for you to have a brain break. Blankening with every word. Relaxing deeper with every word. Feeling yourself just slackening. Your mind opening up to my words As you simply allow yourself to go blank lost deep hazy fuzzy blank

Anything with that kind of thing would be awesome! Maybe some femdom ftm sub humiliation? (If you're feeling it, obv)

"Are you going to be a good boy for me?" Avamarie asks, and Chris's mind goes hazy and his boxers get soaked and he starts humping his chair without ever consciously deciding to do so.

Avamarie is his almost-stepsister--his mom and her dad have been will-they-won't-they since both of them were teenagers--and she mostly ignored him when he was still presenting as a girl, but since he came out and started transitioning, she's been--

"It doesn't look like you're trying very hard to be a good boy for me," she scolds, and he gets impossibly wetter and harder, hips working like he's trying to fuck the chair. He can barely think, his mind full of need and heat. "A good boy would make a mess all over himself, the sort of mess he would have to worry about hiding from Mommy and Daddy. In fact, that would be all a good boy could think about: how much of a mess he is, how much he needs to hide it, and how much he wants to cum."

Chris shoves three fingers in his mouth and starts to suck on them, lips stretched around them, drool spilling out the corners of his mouth. His mind is almost blank now, just desperation and humiliation at how his desperation is painted all over his body.

Can you tell I'm having fun with these audios?

Who said you're supposed to have thoughts, pretty doll?