Braindrain is awesome

Karen had been trying to hail a cab when the car pulled up. She paused a second, confused and hesitant, and then for some reason got in the car.

There were three guys there. A driver, a passenger, and a man in the backseat with her. All of them looked at her for a second. Karen looked back. She nearly got out, suddenly struck by a wave of apprehension. She stopped when the driver spoke.

“Where to?”

He and the passenger turned away, looking out the windshield. Karen felt herself relax a little. “Well… 74 Stuart Ave, please.”

The man in the backseat spoke quietly to her. “That’s not right.”

She turned to him. He had a friendly smile, messy brown hair, and thick glasses. “What? What do you mean?”

“That address,” he said, voice soft and pleasant. “It’s not right. You don’t want us to take you there. You want us to take you to the party, right?”

Karen felt the strangest sensation. It was like something was rearranging inside her head, like tectonic plates of thought were shuttling around and reshaping geography. It wasn’t a physical sensation. It was more like her perceptions were settling into a different pattern.

She blinked, realizing that she hadn’t answered the man’s question. “Oh! Yeah. Take me to the party, please.”

The driver and passenger looked back at her, looking surprised. The man in the backseat cleared his throat, staring at them. They spun back around, looking forward, but not before exchanging excited smiles.

“I’m Tommy,” the man in the backseat said to her. “What’s your name?”

“Karen.”

“Very nice to meet you, Kitten. Are you having a good night?”

“Kitten? No, I said…”

Karen stared at him. Something about Tommy’s smile was strange. It was almost a smirk. Like he knew something she didn’t. Like he was playing with her. It was distracting.

Kitten shook her head. “Sorry. What did you say?”

Tommy smiled a little bigger. “I asked if you were having a good night.”

“Oh,” she said, “I suppose so. I was just at the library all afternoon, studying. I’m kind of tired. Looking forward to getting home and going to bed, and… um…” That wasn’t right. “I mean… looking forward to the party.” Kitten smiled. How had she forgotten about that?

“Wow,” Tommy said, voice sympathetic. “A whole afternoon stripping, huh? I bet that’s tiring work.”

“What?” Kitten said. “No, I said ‘studying’, not…” She trailed off. What was happening?

She wasn’t a stripper. Was she? She was a… a student, right? A student of… something. That was weird. She couldn’t remember what. Could she have been wrong? Was that possible? That sensation of her thoughts shifting place rose up again.

Kitten nodded. “Yeah, it’s very tiring sometimes. I love it, though!”

Tommy grinned. “I’m sure you do!”

Kitten just sort of smiled at him, unsure of what to say. He and the other guys seemed really amused by something, but she couldn’t figure out what. So she just smiled.

Tommy didn’t say much for a bit. He seemed to be concentrating on something. After a few minutes of driving in silence, he appeared to relax a bit. He turned back towards Kitten and said “I love your hair. Do you dye it, or are you a natural blonde?”

Kitten smiled, confused again. “Blonde? I’m not…” she paused, holding up a strand of her hair. Blonde. But that wasn’t… huh. “I, um… I guess I dye it?” she said, unsure.

“Of course you do,” Tommy said. Kitten nodded. Of course she did. “And how about those lovely implants, when did you get those?”

Kitten’s head was swimming now, she could barely keep up. Implants? She didn’t have implants! She looked down at her breasts, hands cupping them, and wondered when they got so big. God, nothing made sense to her right now! She didn’t remember getting breast implants, but… well, she didn’t remember having huge tits, either!

“I, uh, I don’t remember,” she answered lamely. Tommy laughed.

“I guess that makes sense. It must be tough to remember stuff when you’re such a bimbo, huh?”

Kitten shook her head, very slowly, trying to think. The guys in the front of the car seemed to lean in eagerly. Tommy watched her, an edge to his smile now. “No, I’m… I’m not a bimbo, though!”

Tommy grinned indulgently. “A dyed-blonde stripper named Kitten who gets confused by every question I ask her. Sounds like a bimbo to me…”

That sensation again, of things sliding around in her brain. This time, though, they didn’t just shift. They collided, cracked, and crumbled to dust. Kitten felt her mind just… give way.

She giggled.

“Gawd, you’re totally right,” she said. “I am such a bimbo sometimes!”

Tommy laughed again. “Sometimes?”

Kitten giggled again. “Okay, like… most times!” They all laughed. It was so funny!

“So anyway, bimbo,” Tommy said, leaning back in his seat, “you remember what your job is at this party?”

Kitten thought back. She didn’t remember, but that was pretty normal for her. She wasn’t that smart, after all. “Um… not really!”

Tommy rolled his eyes. “Typical. Well, you’re the entertainment. You’re going to serve drinks, then we’ll have you strip. After that… well, I’m sure there’s other entertainment they’ll be looking for then.”

Kitten had to think for a second. “Oh! You mean like fucking and stuff?”

Everybody laughed. “Yes,” Tommy said, “like fucking. Is that alright with you?”

“Ohmigawd, totally!” Kitten chirped. She was so excited. Tommy gestured to the driver, and he pulled over.

“What do you say we have a little preview right here, then?”

Kitten gasped, excited. “That is such a good idea!”

Sometimes you’re just so sweet. Seriously, you’re such a great friend. I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re just… just…

*click*

… just such a great guy.. Honestly! You’re one of the good ones. There’s so many jerks out there — weirdos and pervs. But not you.

So… what do you think of my bikini?

*giggle*

I don’t usually wear these but… well… I thought that maybe you’d like it.

Anyways, my department’s honor society is having a formal gala at the end of the month and I was wondering if you’d… you know…. come with me? As my date?

Really? You will! Oh wonderful! I can’t wait…

*click*

Chyah! I’ve never been before, but the senior girls in my sorority say its, like, totes the hottest party of the year. Fer. Sure.

Sooo, I dunno what the theme is gonna be yet, but I heard they’re deciding between either Slutty Schoolgirl or Hollywood Hos. Oh, and they do this ice luge shot thing that gets you 100 percent wastey-faced. Oh-em-gee!

Anyways, that’s on Saturday. But I’ve gotta head back soon. I told my roommates that we’d spend a night watching the Bachelorette, and you know I can’t disappoint my girls.

*click*

Like I said, my girls never disappoint. Enjoying the view, stud?

*unf*

Stare all you like now, but I expect you to touch ‘em, too. Seriously, getting a hotel room was such a great idea. I fuckin’ swear if you don’t break that bed pounding me, I’m going to be disappointed.

…

What? You want me to call you what? Well why would I say…

*click*

You’re the greatest hubby in the world!

I don’t know how you knew I needed a vacation, but you knew. Unf! I just love lying on the beach with you sweetie. And ya know, I think my man deserves a  reward, too.

So how about this? I go and great ready for our romantic dinner — I promise you’ll love my little red dress — we have too much wine, and then we come back to the hotel room where you can…

Fuck my stupid whore face!

Please!

Please Daddy I need it! I need your dick in me. I need your cock in my throat!

I’m just a dumb little slut!

If it had been any other time of the year, Mark would've been happy to help Sofia and Emily shoot one of their TikTok trend videos. However, it was near the end of November, and he was really regretting taking a bet he could last the whole month.

To say the girls were playing dirty was an understatement.

"Aaand one, two, threefourfivesix..."

"Oh, god..." Mark groaned, seeing the "dance" that was apparently trending. For November, he'd managed to almost completely stay off his phone, for the first time since he'd owned one. If he was going to make it, he'd have to avoid all of the temptations of TikTok and Instagram.

Unfortunately, with Sofia renting what used to be his sister's room, there was still one major temptation he couldn't avoid so easily. And as if that wasn't enough, she just had to keep bringing her girlfriend, Emily around.

The pair of them giggled at his reaction.

"Oops... sorry... he he..." Sofia giggled, "I think just realised why all these girls are doing this trend now. Ha ha ha..." She looked away, as innocently as possible. "Our little bet still on...?"

Emily scoffed, "wow... you bet you could last a month...? Dude... that is brave. 'Specially with us going at it in the next room all the time... ah..." she stopped for a moment and turned to Sofia. "Hold on... is that why you've been so horny this month...? Ha ha... are you just tryin' to get him to fail NNN...?"

Emily sighed. "Not that I've not been enjoying it, but... not sure how I feel about you fucking me, as a way of teasing him." She shook her head before looking to Mark. "Jeez... how much are you even betting...?"

"Um... just a hundy..." Sofia looked away sheepishly, blushing. Mark was also glowing red.

Emily's eyes narrowed. "That... seems kinda low..." It wasn't a lot for him to go a month without jerking off.

"Um... the money's just if I win..." Sofia was sniggering, but still looking very flushed.

"Wow... you are really bad at betting..." Emily shook her head at Mark. "Like, she doesn't really have to do anything, and you're just here gettin' blue-balls all month...? For a hundred...?" Something was off. "Wait... and if she gets a hundred if you lose, and you don't get it if you win... then... what the hell do you win...?"

"Oh... Um... I... said if he... made it all the way through November, I'd... he he... uhh... give him a hand... for his first fap of December..."

Emily's eyes widened.

"And umm... maybe he could... use me for target practice..." she finished quickly and quietly, before sniggering a little more.

Emily gasped. "Oh... My... GOD!"

"Whaaat...?!" Sofia looked back at her. "How was I supposed to know he'd make it this far...?" She looked back at Mark. "I thought he'd blow in his pants when I offered him the bet. Like... If I said he'd be able to cum on my tits, he'd just bust in his pants right there and... he'd owe me a hundred for it!"

"Wow!" Emily chuckled. "That is crazy..." She looked over at Mark, who was practically trembling now, he was so hard. "I mean... I get what you're saying but... now... what if he makes it...?"

"You want me to call it off...?"

Emily smirked a little. She was going to have some fun of her own now. "Hmm... You know what... no. I think you've been really mean here. Making the poor guy go this long, and they you say you might welch on him. And... if I'm being honest I'm kind of on Team Mark now... I hope he does make it. And I hope he absolutely blasts you right in the face for being such a tease..."

She smirked at Mark. "Buuuut.. she's still my girlfriend so, I wanna see it when it happens!"

Mark groaned again. That sounded incredible. But it was now also feeling more impossible by the second.

"Uh uhh... not yet, honey..." Emily teased him. "You've still got a few more days before you can bust that nice... fat load... all over..." she reached around to take two very full handfuls of Sofia's tits for emphasis, "these... big... fat... tits!"

"Ooh... Hello!" Sofia giggled. "Now who's getting all horny about our little bet?"

"Weeellll..." Emily leaned around to kiss her... "I mean... I like boys too... And... how often are you gonna get to see a guy with a month's worth of pent-up spunk just... unload it... all over the best tits I've ever felt...?"

"Ooohhh... feels like you're enjoying them plenty just as they are..." Sofia teased. "Lucky for us... the whole not cumming thing's just for him... Ha ha ha!"

"Mmm... you wanna take advantage of that now...?" Emily smirked.

"Mmm.... You bet!" Sofia purred, before sneering at Mark, "good luck..."

"We'll... keep the door locked though... don't want to tempt you too much!"

"Ha ha! And we'll try to keep the noise down!" Sofia giggled, as Emily squealed with excitement.

Sadly for Mark, he did not make it to December. Their teasing was more than enough to send weeks worth of built up spunk erupt into his boxers.

The girls paused for a few seconds, seeing the wet spot spread out from his tenting pants, before cracking up in hysterics.

"Oh! Shit Ha ha! So close there!" Sofia smirked, turning back to Emily. "Maybe he'll do better next year...?"

"Maybe..." Emily smirked at the implication she would give him the same offer again. "But in the meantime... if you'll excuse us... I think my girlfriend here needs a spanking for being such a tease..."

"Ooh! That sounds urgent!" Sofia giggled. "We'd better get on that quick! Um... you can just slip the money under my door when you're ready!"

As they excitedly scampered up the stairs, leaving Mark in his cum-soaked pants, Emily whispered, "And I think you owe me fifty of that!"

Sofia giggled. "Do I get a spank for every dollar I owe ya?"

In fact, her attitude had improved so much that now she didn't even mind me spending so much time online. Thankfully, that's what turned me onto Bimbotech. They offered some meditative audios of their own, but the effects promised to do more than just relax and destress. And since I knew the Bluetooth password for mom's headphones, I figured I would introduce these new ones to her. She'd sit on the couch and decompress like she always did. And without disturbing her, I'd swap one audio for another. If I thought she was zoned out before, now it felt like this new stuff just melted her brain all together!

It was incredible just how relaxed she'd become. Almost like she was in a total trance most of the time. It didn't matter how much of an uptight bossy bitch she was. She would just pop on the headphones and Boom! Not a thought in her pretty head. No stress. No worries. No minding when I bossed her around instead. Just total relaxed obedience. After a few weeks, I finally told her about the audio switch to Bimbotech. Before, she would've been so pissed that I messed with her headphones. But instead, she was amazed. The audio worked so well that when I mentioned Bimbotech also sold specialized vitamins, she couldn't order them fast enough.

After a few more weeks, she says she feels like a whole new person! She doesn't have to worry or think about anything. She just does what I say. She takes her vitamins each morning and listens to the audios every day. With a little extra of both if she starts thinking too much. Like whenever she catches me jerking off to her while she's changing or when she's zoning out. She'll just remember to relax and enjoy it.

"Baby? Like... is something different? Hehe."

"What do you mean, Mommy?"

"I dunno. I'm like, totally hawt and good all the time. Hehe! But I don’t member if I was, like, before or whatever? And I'm your mommy. You're not sposed to, like, feel me up by my hawt bubble butt or my huge tiddies. Are you?"

"You're so silly, Mommy. You forget you're so hot because you don't think. Bimbos like you aren't supposed to think. Remember what your headphones say?"

"Ohhh. Hehehehe! I like...forgot or somethin. Mmm. My headphones are so hot~"

"That's alright. I guess you'll need to use them a little more today."

"Yaaaaay! Hehehehe!"

I'm sorry you walked in on that, Mom.

I just thought I raised you better than that, Steven! I guess this explains why you're nearly 30 and don't have a girlfriend, let alone a wife.

That's not... look, I've had other priorities that made dating take a back seat.

But you found the time to "date" some animated Japanese porn cartoon on your computer?

I'm not "dating" Aiko. I'm designing her. As a template.

One handed?

OK, I admit, the closer I got to completing the project the more I need to... release the tension of anticipation. It's just unfortunate that you walked in at that moment.

Tell me about it! But once you finish your "template" will you stop abusing yourself in front of your computer and go find a real woman? That's all I ever wanted for you, Steven. It's what any mother would want for her son.

I appreciate that, Mom! And a relationship with a real, physical woman was always the goal! I just needed to finish the template first.

I just don't understand what one thing has to do with the other!

Well, now that the Aiko template is done, I can show you!

It's done? What...what is that thing...

It's a projector for the completed template. You did say you wanted me to have a real, physical woman, right.

Yes but what... oh my god, Steven! What are you doing to me? Oh god oh god oh god...eep!

<giggle> I am Aiko-chan!

Happy Birthday, Aiko-chan!

You remember Aiko-chan birthday? So sweet!

Wow! You turned out more beautiful than I even imagined you would!

You like Aiko-chan big titties? <giggle>

I do! I really do! Will you... will you shake them for me?

YES!!! Aiko-chan love shake titties! <squeal!>

Oh wow! I am totally in love!

You love Aiko-chan? You want Aiko-chan be girlfriend?

I would absolutely love for you to be my girlfriend, Aiko-chan!

<squeal!> Aiko-chan so happy be Steven girlfriend! Me love Steven long time!

And I will love you for at least as long as it takes me to build another template!

You want cum on Aiko-chan big titties, now that Aiko-chan girlfriend?

I don't get it, Mr. Petty. We're a pharmaceutical company. Why branch out into softdrinks?

Well, Coca-Cola was invented by a pharmacist and originally sold as a remedy. There's definitely a precedent

I guess. What were you planning to call it?

We're not sure! That's why we called in our marketing expert, Lacy! Give it a taste and tell us what will sell it!

Well, okay, if you really think the market will bear another soda.

<crack><fizz><glug>

Five Minutes Later

All gone! <giggle>

Good girl, Lacy! You don't still think it tastes funny, do you?

It tastes so yummy! And the bubbles are all, like, bubbly! They tickle my brain! <giggle>

Oh, that might be a good marketing slogan, once we figure out a name. You're so good at marketing, Lacy!

Yeah! <giggle> I'm the best!

I bet you'd like that to try the other flavors now!

There's other flavors? OMG! YES, I wanna try!

OK! But the dyes we use can stain clothing, so you should probably take your clothes off before we give you anymore. You're comfortable with that, right?

I'm totally comfortable with that! <giggle>

Ten Minutes Later

OK, last flavor! We're temporarily calling it Black Cherry Brain Bomb because the black cherry flavoring lets us mask a higher concentration of drugs than the bubblegum, cotton candy and strawberry flavors.

Cool <giggle> So there's, like, drugs in it?

Well, Lacy,we are a pharmaceutical company, after all.

Oh! Right! <giggle> I forgot!

That's OK, Lacy. Be a good little bimbo and drink that down.

I'm a good little bimbo! <crack><fizz><glug‐glug>

What do you think about calling it Bimbo-Cola, Lacy?

OMG! <giggle> Thas perfect! You're perfect! Everything is amazing! I LUV BIMBO-COLA!!!

Three Weeks Later

Hi! I'm Lacy and I'll be auditioning for the part of BIMBO-COLA girl number one!

We already know each other, Lacy,

Oh! Hi, Mr. Petty! <giggle> I'm not used to seeing you when I'm standing up!

That's quite alright, Lacy. No one expects you to be overly aware of anything.

Yeah, cuz, I'm, like, a bimbo and stuff!

You most certainly are! But I already know that! So why don't you be a good little bimbo and tell the camera why you drink BIMBO-COLA?

Oh! Oh, right! Cuz this is, like, an audition, right! I'm gonna be famous! <giggle>

Only if you get the part. A lot of the bimbos in Marketing and HR would really like to be BIMBO-COLA girl number one! So you've got to really sell the product and sell yourself! Look into the camera and tell the world why you drink BIMBO-COLA!

Oh! Right! <mhmm> Hi! I'm Lacy! And I'm a BIMBO-COLA girl!

I've been drinking BIMBO-COLA for, like, forever! I mean, not, like, forever, forever, but like, for a really long time! I kinda don't even remember when I started! <giggle>

I like ALL the flavors! But my favorite is Black Cherry cuz it makes everything so fizzy! I always have one ready to drink first thing in the morning or when I start to feel kinda thinky!

But making my brain all fizzy isn't the only reason I drink BIMBO-COLA! It's not even the bestest reason! The bestest reason is what it does for my titties!

BIMBO-COLA is the only softdrink guaranteed to grow your titties and make the round and bouncy! <giggle> It's so sweet!

It even makes your ass firmer!

Can your soda do that?

So like, what else can I say? <giggle>

I'm a BIMBO-COLA girl, and you should be one too!

How was that, Mr. Petty?

That was really good, Lacy. You made it clear to everyone that you're a BIMBO-COLA girl!

<squeal!>Does that mean I get the part?

Wellll, like I said, a lot of the company bimbos want to be the face and tits and ass of BIMBO-COLA....

Oooh.... ummmmm.... Would it help if I took it up the ass?

Why yes, Lacy. I think that might improve your chances.

Who.....who me.

YES, FUCKING YOU....

What the fuck is wrong with you, who do you think you are, calling me a slut you dirty...

SILENCE....

......... (goes to run)

STAND STILL.....better, now let me get a closer look at the slut who broke my little brothers heart.

Hmmm very nice, I can see why my brother fell for you, nice hair, nice eyes, nice butt (spank) haha, not much in the chest area, we can fix that, I know my brother like his girls more top heavy. Love the legs my dear almost as nice as mine.

.......Wh....y....

I said SILENCE, oh right why I came at you, you....you little slut broke my little brothers heart, you lead him on, then dropped him as soon as he wasnt useful anymore, well you fucked with the wrong family, now mum might not approve of using witchy powers on mere mortals but me hehe, I have a different approach.

............(eyes move wild, confused and scared)

Hmmm I have had a wicked idea on how you can make it up to my brother hehe..... BREAST GROW.....

..........(visibly shaken but pleasurable as her breasts grow larger pushing her top to its limit, she gasps).

Oh you likes that, I can see it all over your face. Oh I do wish I could do that to myself sometimes but cant the spells wont allow it... anyway im babbling, ON YOUR KNEES.....

..........(her body moves, betraying her mind as she screams for help, a mix of confusion, excitement and pleasure).

Oh such a good girl, you look so cute and hawt from this angle, oh the things I would do to you right now if I was a guy hehe. Next.....CLOTHING CHANGE......

..........(still silent and no a movement from her, but she felt the magic move across her body as her cloths changed to sexy black lace nightware).

Oh now that is sexy my dear, you looking like this is turning me on hehe..... but this isnt for me, its for my brother, now your mind is still intact, and once I release you, you will just go right back to the heart breaking bitch you were before, we cant have that now.....BRAINLESS BIMBO......

.....................( she could feel the magic in her mind, like a deep tissue massage for the brain, a combination of pleasure and pain as her memories and skills changed, no longer was Math or History, but now the best way to suck off a guy to make his explode the biggest cumshot. No longer did she care about looking respectfull, instead replaced with the idea that the more she bounces her new tittes and shows them off the more the boys will want to fuck her. Her whole brain had changed from Smart to Slut within seconds with a simple spell).

Very nice, perfect, you are now going to be my little brother perfect little loyal slut, you will fuck and suck on his command, understand..... and maybe he might let me borrow you hehe. speaking of brother there he is, now off you go slut.... go give him a hello Blowjob.

.............(without argument, without a word she did as she was told, she crawled off to be the perfect bimbo plaything. The old her was gone, now was a loyal little slut, leaking pussy juices as she crawled towards her new master).

Oh hi sis what are you.....oh fuck, what is she, sis who the fuck is this and why is she trying to pull down my jeans.

This is that bitch that broke your heart, she is now your perfect little playmate....your welcome.

No....no...this isnt, fuck, she pulling down my boxers too...sis..what the fuck...

Just let her, just a bit of revenge for breaking your heart....as I said your welcome.

Oh no...no.no.no....she wont let....fuck my cock is in her mouth fuck...she...she....wont stop...sis...

Oh that looks so hot, she wrapped her lips around your cock so quickly hehe, knew she would be a desperate little cock sucker.....you can see it in her eyes.....just relax little bro, i saw how quickly you got hard, let the heart breaking bitch suck and swallow hehe.

Oh fuck she is soo good, but sis little problem....fuck, oh god she is good.

What what is the fucking problem, I do all this for you, you clearly are enjoying it and you have a problem with it.

Yeah...fuck....oh good like that yes....

The problem little bro!!! what it is...

Yeah....yeah this isnt her....fuck...so...good....

This isnt her what?

This isnt her who broke my heart....fuck she is amazing though...

If it isnt her then who the fuck is she?

I dont know you turned her into... into... fuck... into one amazing cock sucker....

Oh fuck...ahhh.... fuck it, she is cute though, and damn she can suck, look at her go.

I...I know im about to...im about to....cuummmm....oh fuck, so good.

.........(sucking her new masters cock, swallowing his load, fucking his cock and being his personnel slut was her purpose now, she finished sucking him off, his cum held in her mouth as she looks up at him showing him the cum, right before she swallow).

Oh fuck that's was hot, hmmm such a good girl swallowing the lot hehe, well she is yours now, thats the name of the game with these spells.....hmmm how about this, would you mind if I go find the bitch that did actually break your heart and turn her like into a bimbo slut like her, can I....can I have her....she looks fun and super cute.

How about you turn my bitch of an ex into a bimbo slut and we can share both of them.

Oh fuck yes, you got yourself a deal.

Thank for this, work has been hectic laterly and I could do with a drink after the hell this week has been.

No problem, I could see how you was struggling and needed to blow off steam.

I wasnt struggling.....I was on my limit.

Ok ok on your limit.

Anyway, where is everyone else? I thought it would be the whole crew.

Oh they will be along later, how are finding the drink?

Abit inappropriate dont you think, manager taking his lonely sole female colleague out for a drink....im kidding haha.. oh the drink its really yummy.

Very funny lol and Good, glad you like it, i mean thats your 3rd one isnt it?

Hmmm yes, almost finished too hehe, just so nice, they make me I feel tingly.

Wait what, what is this feeling, i feel weird, im worried, should I be worried?

No not at all, its usual reaction to the drink, you will calm down soon.

Oh ok, ok I did drink them pretty quick hehe what.....what where they called again.

Yes you did but thats also normal, once the first drop touches your tongue, weak women like you are hooked right away. Oh its called Bimbos Revenge.

WHAT.....how dare you....im...im not weak....and what a stupid name.....fuck...fuck you im....going to....going to leave....

See you are already succumbing to its effects, this is the quickest I have seen yet, and your not leaving, especially if I show you this (Pulls out semi hard cock).

Hmmmm, that, that does look yummy.....NO.....how have you done this.....Why....are you...doing this....hmmm it does look so yummy....

Its simple, the men in the office dont need another paper pusher, what they need os tension release, so every once in a while I "hire" a new girl with "potential" and once all the guys approve of her, I bring her here turn her and let her "play" in the office until every one in the office has at least a couple of turns, but the end of the quarter who ever has the highest numbers wins the bimbo to keep.

But......but.....how....many before me......hmmmm that cock looks so yummy....fuck...

Oh its about 8 so far from my account, fuck Tom has kept 3 of them from his performance this year.

I cant...hold on much longer.....I.......I......

Let go Slut....

Nnnnnahhhh....

Good girl now what do you want?

Hmmmm daddy has a nice cock there, can I suck it.

Hmmmm almost baby girl.

Please daddy, I want it sooo bad.

Soon, the drink hasnt fully finished yet but soon.

When daddy, I need to be filled, my...my new body want to be touched, fuck daddy im so horny, please dont make me wait much longer, let me show you my new titties and suck you dry.

There we go baby, you are now a youthful sexy bimbo.

Does that mean I can now suck your gorgeous cock daddy. Please daddy I need it soo bad.

Good girl, and yes it does, let's see how good you are with that mouth.

Hmmm thank you daddy,.....suck.... hmmm...gak..gak..gak...... oh fuck..... slurp.. so good......

Oh you are a little slut, fuck your sucking like a vacuum....definitely keep doing that with your tongue....and your new tits feel amazing.

Thank...hmmm.....slurp....thank you....suck....daddy......

Oh i might have to keep you for myself.... fuck.... you know anyone I could use to replace you...... fuck fuck im going to cum.....oh fuck....good girl swallow it all.

Gulp, hmmmm daddy that was amazing, can we going again soon, I want more and my poor empty holes need filling, and my housemate Katie, she would love to suck and fuck all day, she is a slut now.

Perfect, then its settled, now call up your housemate and invite her here for a drink and after a few special drinks, we can both fuck her, she will go to encourage the troops so to say and you my little slut will be mine.

Yay daddy, Katie will love to be a good little bimbo like me, she is already half way there, now can we fuck after I call Katie here, my pussy is feeling very empty daddy.

Thank you for picking me up, being Ubër and all, but this isnt the way to my home.

My dear, I have never nor will I ever work for Ubër.

Wait...you...your not, then who are you.

Hello my dear, my name is Symon, I saw you and knew I had to have you, you my dear are gorgeous.

WHAT, omg you kidnapped me, im leaving...

Symons says stay.

Why...why cant I open the door....its right there but I cant touch it.

Its simple my dear, Symon said so. (Under his breath: Symon says breasts grow and build in pleasure)

Oh god dont be ridiculous, I......I......oh my god, what, what happened, you, you did this.

Oh it feels good, so good, im getting bigger, my dress it will rip soon, how, how did you do this you....oh....you fucker.

Oh my dear wasnt you listening haha, Symon Said, and Symon says you are going to grow more and be a good girl for me.

Oh fuck, you fuck...fucker..I....I will be a good girl Symon.

Good girl, do you like your new boobs, sorry i never got your name?

Yes Sir I love my new boobies they are nice and big and feel amazing, and oh my name its Amanda.

Beautiful name, and im glad you like your new breasts, how about we make them bigger?

Oh yes please sir, the bigger to serve you.

Oh good girl indeed, Symon says Boobs grow bigger, become extra sensitive.

Oh sir, it feels amazing, i can feel them growing in my hands, the pleasure is building. Oh fuck, sir Oh god i want to...im going to....

Symon says Cum hard, be my good girl.

Cummmmmmm...

Good girl, did you enjoy that Amanda?

Yes....yes sir, it felt great sir, I...want to feel more, I want to feel you, I want to feel you play with my new body, I want you inside me sir.

All in due time my dear, Symon says strip Amanda down to her underwear and teleport her into my snowglobe collection.

Wait sir what....

Its ok my dear it isnt snow, and isnt cold, its essentially Magic, you are mine now, the snowglobe itself will help mold you into my perfect play thing, you want that dont you Amanda dear.

Yes Sir, to be a perfect good girl for you. I cant wait to be touched by you sir.

Glad to hear, il leave you with this gift as you have been a good girl, Symon says Amanda will feel mind shattering sexual pleasure every time she touches her breats or pussy and will have ever increasing amazing orgasms.

Oh thank you Sir, I cant wait to serve you, to taste your gorgeous cock.

Good girl.

Claire nodded and Amanda snapped the pic. The lightly entranced brunette collecting her own trophy shot as she was inducted formerly into Claire's collection of humbled endowed women.

"Perfect darling," Claire released the wondrous weight she was hefting like the trophy they were. Another overly confident college who thought having big breasts made her queen of the dorm, helped to see how much easier it was to listen to poor old flat-chested Claire. As Amanda followed instructions and sent the images to Claire, the blonde hypnotist basked in her victory. It wasn't that breasts weren't powerful, they were an incredible hypnotic tool, but rather that being attached to them didn't protect you from them.

Amanda has let Claire guide her in a meditation, let her hold her wrists and point their attention to their feet, though of course Amanda couldn't usually see her feet. The soft jiggles of her wrists, the matching sway in her huge soft breasts, had been just as hypnotic on Amanda as if they'd been on the hypnotist herself. It had taken less than 10 minutes for Amanda to sink intro trance for her own chest, and less than twenty more for Claire to change their relationship forever.

The CT scan was completely saturated again, Mr. Compton. At this point, I don't know what to do. We're going to need to call in a neurologist.

Oh, that's OK, Doc. The pain is gone. It didn't mean to hurt me. Once it realized it was causing pain, it stopped.

I'm sorry, what realized it was causing pain?

The thing in my head. It's also messing with the MRI and CT scans. It can't help that, but it assures me there's nothing wrong with my brain. It just had to make room for itself.

So, you're hearing voices?

Just the one voice. It's really grateful that I'm letting it live inside me. It wants to know if I'd like a reward!

Mr. Compton, I think you may be suffering from a psychotic delusion. I'm glad the pain is gone but...wait... What just happened?

You're very pretty, Doc! The thing in my head found my medical fetish fantasies. It's really curious about our bodies.

Look, I don't know what's going on, but whatever you're doing to me, you need to.... you need to... take off your gown so that I can examine your big hard cock!

Of course, Doctor!

Oh my! It's so big! <giggle>

Do you like it, Doctor?

I do! But I'm not a doctor, silly!

You're not?

No! <giggle> I'm Nurse Kylie! Didn't you notice my nurse's uniform?

Oh, you are a nurse, aren’t you!

Yep! I've got a hot little nurse's ass and everything! See?

Well yes, you do, don't you! My friend in my head thinks I should squeeze it.

Of course you should! <giggle> That's what it's for!

Oh wow, Nurse Kylie! You've got an incredible ass!

I'm an incredible piece of ass! <giggle>

So now, how would you and the friend in your head like a blowjob?

I think we'd like that very much, Nurse Kylie!

It started with a sketchy file named physics_engine_update.exe that Chloe clicked by mistake, but the results were anything but virtual. The sensation hit instantly—a bubbling warmth in her hips that exploded outward, forcing her to stand as her office chair screamed in agony under the sudden, massive weight. When she reached back, her hands sank inches deep into impossibly soft, doughy flesh that felt like water balloons wrapped in silk. She tried to take a step toward the mirror, but the physics were broken; her new ass didn't just move, it lagged, the two colossal globes swinging wide before slamming together with a thunderous CLAP that rattled the windows. It was perpetual motion—one step sent shockwaves rippling through her body for forty-five seconds, a hypnotic ocean of flesh that refused to settle. She stopped moving, but her ass kept undulating, rolling in a chaotic rhythm that made her brain go fuzzy and soft. Why was she smart? Why did she need code? Look at the bounce. Look at the wobble. Chloe giggled, a hollow, bimbo sound, and deliberately wiggled her hips again, moaning as the shockwave nearly knocked her over. She forgot her job, forgot her name; there was only the Jiggle, and she was going to see if she could make it clap loud enough to set off a car alarm.