#dumb mutt

When you walk in, I immediately catch your eye, I’m sat in a booth alone in the corner, my huge breasts peaking out of my shirt and drawing you closer. You absentmindedly step towards me, before shaking your head and realising what you’re doing. You quickly rush over to the bar, taking a second glance at me from over your shoulder. I’m still staring intently at you, and suddenly you feel your gaze locked. You realise that you feel that same pull again, as if you’re being sucked towards me, but this time, you let it take you.

You sit in front of me, watching as i chuckle, breaking your short trance. You glance around, unaware that you’d even moved before you turn back to me. I’m sat there, swinging a pendulum in front of my boobs, you laugh for a second, thinking I’m insane before looking closer.

It looks so nice. It feels so good to stare at my huge tits.

You can’t help but lean in closer as your mouth goes slack, and drool begins to leak out.

“That isn’t drool, it’s your brain. Your brain is melting for my breasts, isn’t it?” I say in a soft voice.

You nod absentmindedly.

“I’m your Mommy now, okay? You listen to me. I’m smart, and you’re dumb. A smart woman like me wouldn’t fall victim to such an easy trick.”

You nod along, not caring what you’re agreeing with as long as you can keep staring.

“Take your shirt off.”

You didn’t realise it, but you’d pulled your shirt off over your head and thrown it aside. You weren’t wearing a bra, so your tits were swaying beneath you.

Swaying.

Just like the pendulum.

You watch it sway as your mind melts for Mommy.

Mommy is smart.

You’re dumb.

You need to obey Mommy.