“The trigger worked perfectly, master.” The dark haired one said, wearing a radiant smil

“The trigger worked perfectly, master.” The dark haired one said, wearing a radiant smile.

“We are your little dress up fuck dolls now.” The leftmost blonde said, happily hooking her thumb in the hem of her skirt, showing her pink panties.

“We bought the clothes the hypnotic mirror in the dressing room told us to.” The dark haired one said, lifting the hem of her short yellow skirt.

“It’s my first time wearing heels, master. I hope it pleases you.” The one wearing red heels and a pony tail said, a light Russian accent in her voice.

“We broke up with our boyfriends, too.” The rightmost blonde leaned on the girl next to her, rubbing her thigh.

“We are so thankful you selected us, master.” The blonde in the middle said, pressing her perfect ass on that of the curly haired blonde standing next to her.

“Please fuck us, master. Ever since we left the store that’s all we can think of.” They all said, in near unison.

He was rock hard even before they opened their cock-worthy mouths, and now he was about ready to explode. Six beautiful young women, under his complete control simply because they happened to enter a certain dressing room at a certain store at a certain time.

Selected by fate, they were now nameless objects for his pleasure. Nothing more.

He let his trousers fall to the floor, approached the blonde in the middle, the one with the pink skirt.
He bent her over and ceremoniously penetrated her from behind, pressing his pelvis on her soft cheeks.
She deserved a reward for showing the most amount of ass in the group, after all, and her pussy was so fucking tight.