still in the shell, bad at opening up

Even curious and smart girls could be corrupted ✨

Well, turns out only boys showed up, and it turned out they brought a Subtraction Pill -- the medicine that girls struggling in Subtraction Training take. The pill can temporarily make girls, um...well, you couldn't remember what they technically call it... But they make girls really fucking dumb.

You took it cause someone said it was something fun, and then within about twenty minutes, you were giggling as your friends told you how hot you are. "Mm-hm...do you like my cute titties?" All of them nodded, and you felt like the hottest slut in the fucking world.

Now you're dripping like a faucet. They've already fucked you twice, but you can't get enough. The biggest one -- Kyle -- has such a huge cock. You try to think of the cleverest thing you can say. "Kyle...your...your dick is so huge. Please...fuck me with it?"

You wiggle your ass, girl cream dribbling down your thighs.

Then his massive meat plunges into your stretched, ready, soaking pussy. "Ohhhhh Kyle I'm holes for you... I'm just hoooooles for you."

You slide back as far as you can go, gasping. You don't have a Master's Degree. You don't have a name. You are a hole getting filled by cock.

Eyes glazed, staring at nothing. Dumb smile on her face, streak of drool running down her chin. Panting, shallow breaths. Little wet spot between her spread legs, thighs glistening. A giggle every so often. She was gone.

For fun, he reached across and mimed plucking something from her head. She didn’t immediately notice, but after a delay of a second or so there came another giggle. Silly owner.

“I took all your brains,” he said, holding up his fingers pinched together, as though he was dangling something. He wasn’t, obviously, but she still struggled to bring her eyes to focus on it anyway, woozy, confused. She stared intently at the nothing a moment and then giggled yet again, blinking slowly.

“‘Don ‘wan brainsss….” she slurred, the closest she’d managed to actually speaking in a long while now. He considered this, nodding to himself.

“Alright. So I should just throw these away?” He asked, motioning to do that. She’d started groping her tits again, eyes fluttering shut, and if it hadn’t been him speaking she probably wouldn’t have listened at all.

“Brainss bad… no brains…” she mumbled, head lolling.

She was so gone.

“Alright,” he said again, getting an idea. “Maybe best to keep them for now, case I need them. Maybe your friends start asking questions again or something, you know? But where to keep them, hmm…”

With her eyes closed she didn’t notice him getting closer.

“Somewhere safe, somewhere we probably won’t lose them… ah, I know…”

She gasped as his fingers slid into her, so, so easily. Her whole body juddered, head falling forward, eyes still closed. She was so gone.

“This seems like a good place, hmm? Nice and safe here. I think your brains fit much better here than they ever did in your head. Isn’t that right?”

The sound his fingers made between her legs were obscene.

“Nnnhhhh ah riiggghttt…”

“So I think your brains can just stay tucked away here, nice and safe in your cunt. You do most of your thinking down here anyway, when I’m not telling you what you should be thinking, so this is for the best. Yes?”

“Besssst yesss…”

“My little dummy just thinks with her cunt. Can you say that for me?”

“N’little dummy s’thinks cuntss…” she slurred. He smiled, pulling his fingers out and not even waiting until she’d finished halfway-mumbling the words before feeding them, slick, into her mouth. She sucked automatically, moaning like how she’d been trained to, and how she thought she always had.

Good girls are...✨

Eventually everything could turn into pink ✨

Admitting why you are here liberates you ✨

Go ahead, edge a little longer… Watch a little more porn… Yeah… Click on that video of that bimbo with huge tits…

God, it feels good, doesn't it… You aren't really watching that porn, are you… Really, you're imagining her extreme body on yours…

Imagining finally giving in to the cravings… Those cravings that have led you to call cosmetic surgeons and then hang up because you get scared…

To finally let go and become like that bimbo… Free… Finally useful for the thing that brings you joy… Finally Porn… Finally… Less…