She challenged us to become more like the Savior by picking a Christ-like attribute and working to make it part of our character. Even if we just picked one, our efforts would make us a better person. One student noted that while it might take 10,000 hours to master something, it takes far less time to learn to do a thing well. At the start of the lesson, the class came up with numerous characteristics and attributes of the Savior, including:

Mercy, Faith, Patience, Forgiveness, Passion, Knowledge, Generosity, Kindness, Understanding, Long-suffering, Equitable, Obedience, Humility, Diligence, Empathy, Hope, Service, Considerate, Supportive, Inclusive, Confident, Forgiving, Loyalty, Mediator, Creative, Perseverance, Healer, Joy!, Charity, Hope, Just, Integrity, Service, Meek, Virtue, Love, Courage, Compassionate, Self-love

A bit later, the teacher directed us to Moroni 10:32 which says “Yea, come unto Christ, and be perfected in him, and deny yourselves of all ungodliness…” and asked us how we could go about denying ourselves of all ungodliness. As several students offered their responses, something occurred to me.

When I was young, if someone had asked me about my ungodliness, I would have immediately turned to all the things about me that are LGBTQ. As I held that thought in my mind, the attributes and characteristics of godliness we had just written on the board seemed to reach out to me with particular force. I raised my hand.

“To me, denying myself of all ungodliness means giving up the opposite of everything on the board. And I want every bit of that - for myself and everyone else!”

I want to be someone who is Kind, Merciful, Joyful, Empathetic, Faithful. I want to be a Healer. I want to be full of Charity. I want to be Compassionate. I don’t want to be Unkind, Unmerciful, Miserable, Uncaring or Inconstant or Hurtful. I want Love, not Hate, in this world. If I can be all those good things, and give up all those bad things, I will be more like my Savior. Working toward that end for myself and those around me is a good life’s legacy.

And nothing on the board was about being LGBTQ.

Inspection time at the Institute.

Scattered through my blog are posts about my time at the Institute. Its full title is the Institute for Female Fulfillment. I was abducted and ended up there, on a laboratory table, surrounded by five or six men and women in white coats who had wires attached to me body. To them I was the perfect candidate - sexually intense, erotically focused, and compliant when it came to sexual adventures. They learned this from my blog before bringing me here.

Gradually, they mold me into the new Ann. I am still the same as the old Ann - full control of my faculties, I know what's going on, but through the Formula they give me, and the Intoxicant they develop that's tailored to my own sexuality I have become a sexually enhanced version of Ann. But still true. Most of the time, I don't want to leave, I don't want to be rescued, because I find it so fulfilling.

Although I now have numerous responsibilities in their work to enhance female fulfillment, they understand my need for deep submission, and I have regular sessions - sometimes lasting several days - when I am the sexual toy for one of the Directors at the Institute. He inspects me to start. I love the inspection. I get to wear my heavy duty nipple rings, that buzz through my nipples and then through my body, a current of arousal. I wear the metal collar, the chain for a leash - he makes sure I respond properly to being controlled. I am constantly on the edge of orgasm, and he can make me cum at will. Best of all, I have full access to his cock. I love men's cocks, and always have. I love to take them in my hands and mouth - I always have. I love to swallow a hard cock down my throat and feel his cum emptying into my throat. I could live on men's cum, I sometimes think.

This is an important part of my life at the Institute, these periods of deep submission. Maybe sometime I will be your toy. I would love to make you happy.

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