It was another lazy weekend afternoon for Mel and she was bored. She had a few hours to kill before she would go to the gym and she figured it would be best to just relax for a while. Kicking off her shoes she flopped on her bed with her phone in her hands as she flicked through the App Store for something that could keep her entertained for a while.

One app seemed to draw her attention. Maybe it was the strange way it flickered in the corner of her eyes as she scrolled through the popular games. Subtly pulling her gaze towards it without her really realizing. It seemed to be some kind of RPG, the picture had a scantily clad woman looking seductively towards her, presumably for the purposes of marketing the game to horny nerds. Still, Mel was a fan of RPGs and she decided it was worth a go.

In no time it was downloaded and she opened it up immediately. Somehow she felt almost anxious to start playing. The loading screen was a strange pattern, swirling around and around as part of the screen filled with colour to symbolize the progress of the loading. Usually Mel hated loading screens on games but this one was just so…so…mesmerizing. It pleased her to stare deeply into it and witness the colour draining into the progress bar oh so slowly. Leaning forward subconsciously as she gazed thoughtlessly, her head feeling as if it was beginning to spin in time and her thoughts were gradually quelled as the progress bar seemingly sucked them out of her one at a time.

After an indeterminate amount of time the game loaded. Mel was fixated on the screen, her mouth hanging open dumbly with a little drool spelling over her soft lower lip and dribbling down her chin as she began the game. She felt an odd feeling of excitement and bubbliness welling up inside her as she created her character. Of course she did her best to make it look exactly like her. To the games credit, it’s character customization was surprisingly detailed and she wound up quite proud of how similar her virtual counterpart looked. Giving her avatar the nickname Mel to match her own name she was a bit confused when she was thrown into the game and there was no tutorial.

As she got to grips with the game she found it was a rather simplistic RPG. Her character had a peculiar set of stats including fashion, waist, boobs, lips, hair. She found a lot of the options seemed superficial and wondered how they would help her in the artificial world of monsters and combat. Given several points to start with she found the one sensible option in which to invest them; brains. Everything else seemed vapid and she thought of herself as a fairly intelligent woman.

Next she checked her equipment. Of course she started out in some basic clothes that didn’t do much for her stats but she was a bit taken aback to notice how much they looked like what she was wearing in real life. It was kind of unnerving and she felt a small amount of concern for a moment before the screen flickered gently and her breathing became slower and deeper. Her concern slipped away all of a sudden and in its place the bubbliness increased. She checked what kind of upgraded equipment was available in the store and was somewhat disappointed that the only things that provided decent stat boosts were skimpy, ridiculous outfits that she would never want to wear in real life. It seemed kind of embarrassing just picturing her in game self wearing those kinds of slutty clothes.

As she tried to play the game she was beginning to get frustrated. Her character was so weak and useless. The brains stat didn’t help at all, in fact she was pretty sure it was making things harder. She needed to recruit a strong warrior to help her out but they all required higher stats in one of the silly options she had dismissed earlier. It was like she was meant to role-play as a ditzy bimbo who needed a man to fight for her, but she lacked the appeal to convince them.

At this point she would normally have quit the game and moved on, but something stopped her from doing that. Instead she decided to reinvest her skill points. She removed as many as she could from brains which were clearly no good and she didn’t need them. Instead she spread them out among boobs, lips, hair and hips mainly with a few in fashion. Once she was happy with her new setup she confirmed the changes and her phone buzzed for several seconds. Her vision became unfocused and all of her muscles relaxed as a powerful sensation washed over her. It was sweet and addictive and sent her mind into a tailspin as every thought inside was dimmed. The back of her head hummed and tingled for a while afterwards and the bubbles inside her felt stronger as the one hand she wasn’t using to play wormed its way underneath her stomach, dug past the band of her panties and slid delicious over her slick pussy lips, causing her to wriggle her butt just a little in horny delight. They worked their way inside her tight hole and teased her, making her pussy dribble even more with sticky liquid lust as she mindlessly masturbated. With eyes glossed over and one hand buried in her cunt she returned to the game feeling renewed eagerness and a pleasant dullness in her head.

It was so much easier now! How had she been so silly? She giggled as she thought about what a dummy she was to pick brains when boobs were, like totally the best choice! Now all the super hot boys were like, begging to join her party and fight the scary monsters for her. It was sooo easy! She got, like, tons of money. Too much to count. She giggled again, as if she could count very high anyway! Now she could buy new stuff, like those way cute high heels or that super sexy pair of laced panties. They would make her look soooo hot!

Soon she renamed her character to ‘Melli Melons’ and giggled in a high pitched, ditzy voice for ages at her ‘like, super sexy’ new name choice. Before long she had maxed out all her stats apart from brains….ew! Who needs dumb brains anyway? She asked herself as she admired her totally sexy new avatar. She looked like a slutty doll and even the eyes had changed to become duller and glassier and generally empty of any thoughts other than fashion and the hot guys she was into.

It didn’t take Melli Melons long to find the multiplayer part of the game and begin desperately flirting with any and all guys she could find. One guy seemed especially interested in her and soon she was rubbing her slit mindlessly to his avatar as she stuck out her tongue and imagined sucking on his cock eagerly. She wasn’t even really aware of what she was telling the guy. What she was wearing. Where she lived. How horny she was right now. Before she knew it she was literally begging him to come over and stick his cock in her, and she moaned and practiced bobbing her head and moving her hips as if he already was, drool and juices leaking all over the bed as she fantasized mindlessly about being his perfect slutty doll.

The app buzzed again and her entire body was flooded with bubbles. She felt her tits swelling up underneath her and her hips rounding out, her hair became lighter, longer and blonder, her lips tingled and plumped. Soon she once again looked like her avatar, in fact she was exactly like her avatar in every way. She lost all focus in the game now and just slipped out of her clothes and fingered her hungry hole as she waited for her new master to show up and use her like the mindless, slutty, obedient, bimbo fuckdoll she was always supposed to be.

Orcs

For a long time orcs were a serious nuisance to humanity. They’re a strong and hard headed race which proved difficult to defeat in battle. Of course they were distinctly lacking in intellect and as human weaponry and military strategy improved they were slowly overpowered and enslaved. Male orcs became manual laborers and the females were sought after by nobles for their bodies.

Female orcs make the perfect fucktoys for wealthy and affluent humans. Aside from their green skin and rather husky physique they are startlingly similar to human women. However they have several characteristics that make them more suitable as sex slaves.

Firstly their feeble minds. Female orcs are far less intelligent than humans and this makes them far easier to train. They will not question the wisdom of their owners or speak back once properly broken in and thankfully the only area they seem to excel in is at pleasuring men. Using their bodies to rub and squeeze cocks for their sticky cum.

Secondly, their bodies are very resilient. They can be fucked as hard as possible without passing out or screaming in pain. They can be tormented and tortured for the entertainment of their owners with little chance of lasting damage and their strength makes them useful in non sexual ways all around the house.

They aren’t humans of course and this is another big advantage. It throws out the moral questions one might ask if they were to purchase a human sex slave. Since human women are intelligent and part of our own species they clearly deserve more respect than a worthless creature like a female orc. Since they are essentially animals you can safely fill them with your cum without risk of pregnancy or need for any birth control. Orc diseases also don’t pass on to humans easily.

Moreover, the breaking in of an orc female is rather easy. The female orcs are surprisingly weak willed and in fact are used to being broken in naturally. In orc society they are attracted to the strongest, most dominant male and will completely submit themselves to the one they find to be most dominant. Once they submit and have been broken in, an act symbolized by a night of hard sex with their new mate, they are loyal and obedient to the male without fail. This holds true for human males also. The simple act of showing dominance over these creatures leaves them dripping and begging to be controlled and fucked like the pathetic slaves they truly are.

Orc women aren’t human. They’re mindless barbarian animals which have been a menace to humans in the past and are now being shown their rightful place at the end of noble men’s cocks being coated in hot cum. They are perfectly made for it. The ideal cumbucket for our pleasure.

It took a while but June had finally decided on her new roommate and was helping her move in to what was now officially their shared apartment. Callista immediately captured June’s attention when she applied for the spare room, there was something so beguiling and charming about her that June simply forgot all of the other people who contacted her. Callista seemed to be the obvious choice, June was happy to have her as a roommate and eagerly offered to help move her stuff in.

Once the last of Callista’s things had been carried into the building and unpacked she stretched out, sighing in relief. It had been quite a lot of work and it felt good to be finished, June thought. She rested on the sofa, inhaling deeply and slowly breathing out as she relaxed and let her tense muscles loosen up after her hard work hauling those hefty boxes up the stairs. It took a few moments for her to notice Callista had taken off her shirt and was removing her bra too.

“Um, what are you doing?” June asked, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with another woman stripping right in front of her, despite how beautiful her body was….supple skin, curves which made her blush with jealousy…why was June staring at another woman’s body like that? It was just weird. She scalded herself for it mentally.

“Oh, just making myself more comfortable. Settling in to my new place. It’s so stifling being covered up all the time isn’t it?” Callista purred in a soft, enticing voice.

June wasn’t sure what to say to that. Just a second ago it had seemed so inappropriate that someone who she barely knew would be pulling off her bra right in front of her but all of a sudden it seemed to bother her less. Was it really a big deal? This was her apartment too now and it made sense that she should be able to relax and feel comfortable in her own place. Not to mention that bras are so stifling. The way they squeeze your breasts and the straps start to dig into your shoulders, especially after all that lifting of boxes earlier…June felt tempted to take hers off too.

It wasn’t weird was it? They were both women and there’s really nothing wrong with freeing your breasts in the privacy of your own living room. It’s not like June was a lesbian or anything so it shouldn’t be weird. She gazed at Callista, whose firm, round breasts were now completely exposed as her bra had been slid off and thrown to the ground. It was difficult to keep her eyes from drifting to her gorgeous pink nipples, standing erect like little pink bullets, they were so delicate but oddly transfixing.

“You should take your top off, June, you seem to be getting rather…hot with it on.” Callista suggested in her gentle yet irresistible tone that made June’s eyes lose their focus and her mind wander.

Callista was right. She was getting hot in this top. It would be nice to take it off. June began to slowly pull her top over her head and lazily dropped it to the ground, feeling her mind getting fuzzy and her motions sluggish and kind of robotic as she sunk into a deepening state of relaxation.

“Good girl. It feels freeing doesn’t it?” June nodded dimly, staring once again at Callista’s soft, entrancing breasts with her mouth hanging open slightly. “It would be even better if you didn’t have that restrictive bra covering your poor sensitive breasts, wouldn’t it?” June listened happily to Callista’s words with her mind now hazy and receptive and without even consciously understanding what she was told she nodded once again, feeling a strong compulsion to simply agree with her confident roommate’s suggestions.

June moved her arms up gradually and began absentmindedly fiddling with the straps of her bra. Something so simple and ingrained as removing her own bra should have been no issue to her but with her mind now sluggish and unable to process properly her unguided fingers became confused and useless.

“Let me help you with that.” Callista offered as she moved closer to June and her slender fingers glided past June’s, teasing her as they brushed against her own struggling digits, and swiftly undid her bra and helped her to slide it off with ease.

As her bra popped off and was dropped to the floor, June felt a rush of warmth and comfort as her breasts were freed and she felt the air on her tender nipples. Callista was pressed up behind her now, hands wandering forward to snake around her breasts until she was cupping them entirely, caressing her small, exposed nipples with the tips of her fingers as she leaned in until her lips were almost touching June’s ear and began to whisper.

“Feels so good doesn’t it? Tell me, have you ever wondered what it’s like to be intimate with another woman?” Callista whispered in a breathy voice, filling June’s ears with her hot breath until her earlobe was tingling with warmth.

June’s suppressed, bewildered mind found it difficult to reply. There was a strong compulsion once again to just moan and say yes but something inside her felt uneasy about it and she stuttered out a quiet “n-no.”

“So you’re only into guys, June?” Callista asked, a little surprised that her thoroughly entranced prey had been able to do anything other than moan out a sloppy, horny ‘yessss’.

June gazed forward with glassy eyes, mouth hanging wide open now and drooling as she enjoyed the sensation of Callista’s fingers stroking her rapidly erecting nipples and squeezing her fleshy breasts sensually. It took her a while to formulate her response.

“Yeah…I only…like…guyyyyyyssssss” she groaned out as she savoured Callista’s wonderful touch on her sensitive breasts sending tingling feelings shooting from her chest right through her body, down to her hips as she felt a familiar heat growing in her crotch.

“So you like to suck on their cocks right? You like to suck, June? I know you like to suck. Tell me, June. You like to suck and lick and have your mouth filled right?” Callista asked, unfazed by June’s feeble, ineffective attempt to resist her advances.

“Yeah…I like to suck and lick and uhhh…” June murmured as her thoughts slipped further back in her head and her breasts tingled and heaved more under Callista’s erotic assault.

“Good girl. So you won’t mind sucking on my fingers for me.” Callista said as she raised one hand up to June’s mouth and guided her fingers past her parted lips and slid them inside. “It’s just like sucking a man’s cock. It’s perfectly normal for a straight girl like you to enjoy this, don’t worry, just suck on them like you would a guy.” Callista ordered.

Confused but unable to argue, June let the feminine fingers push into her throat and began to moan around them as she wrapped her lips around them and sucked obediently. She started to roll her tongue along them and closed her eyes as she swallowed the length of her fingers and suckled on them eagerly.

“Good girl. Get them slick and ready. I can tell you’re enjoying this.” Callista whispered with a smile.

June was losing her mind as all she could do was obey and every word Callista spoke invaded her mind and replaced her own thoughts. She was becoming quickly aroused as she slurped on Callista’s fingers mindlessly until Callista slipped them out of her mouth, now dripping with saliva, and trailed them down June’s chest. She flicked her nipple with a wet digit before continuing downwards.

“I’m going to slip them in you now. If you’re still clinging on to that silly idea that you’re still straight you can just imagine it’s a nice dick. It doesn’t matter, you’ll be moaning and humping them soon no matter what. Won’t you June?” Callista teased as her slippery fingers were pushing down into June’s underwear and reaching towards her already slick pussy.

June’s couldn’t think, her only response was a needy moan as she felt the intense urge to feel those fingers slip into her and press onto her throbbing clit. She wasn’t sure anymore whether she was straight at all. It didn’t seem to matter as she couldn’t think of anything but obeying her beautiful and dominant roommate.

Callista ran her fingers along June’s lower lips in circles until she was whining and dripping, wordlessly begging for those fingers to finally penetrate her. Then as they slid inside she couldn’t help but clench around them and push her hips into Callista’s hand as she found herself desperately humping the woman’s hand for release.

“Do you like this June? It feels amazing doesn’t it? You know what will happen don’t you? You’re too far gone now, you’ll never be able to resist my commands. I’ll be your new mistress and you can be my horny, obedient slave. That sounds so perfect doesn’t it? You aren’t straight anymore either, you’re a needy lesbian who craves my pussy. You know it’s true, the way you’re humping my fingers and screaming it’s clear, you’re a dribbling, mindless slave to my pussy and you can’t even remember being straight. Isn’t that right, slave?”

“Ugh! Yesssssss! Yes mistresssssss!” Slave replied as she felt her pussy twitch and squirt around her wonderful mistress’ fingers as she was hit with an intense orgasm. An orgasm that blasted her mind over and over with waves of pleasure, hammering in her mistress’ words until her previous life as June became utterly insignificant. She was a slave now, a wet and needy lesbian slave.

She slumped into Callista’s arms, a sticky, sweaty tired mess. Still wriggling and moaning happily. “Good girl” Callista praised as she planned what to do first with her new slave.

My Strange A-Dick-tion

I’m a bit of a strange girl. You wouldn’t know it to look at me, most of the time I’m acting like a perfectly ordinary person. I work, eat sleep, hang out with friends. Most of them completely unaware of my…um…addiction. I guess that’s the word.

I discovered it with my first boyfriend. He was pushy and eager to try sexual things and I kept telling him I wasn’t ready. I wanted to be responsible and my parents would constantly warn me about boys but I never realized why they were so strict until that day. That day we were alone in his bedroom, his parents had gone out to dinner or something, a few of the details are kind of hazy. I know what came next though. He took out his dick. Like, I wasn’t prepared or warned he just suddenly took it out and tried to convince me to play with it. I tried to argue but it just hit me so quickly.

That floaty, calming feeling of ecstasy. My head clouds up until all of my thoughts are drifting around slowly through my mind and my whole body begins to shiver and heat up. My concerns melted and slipped away as my dazed consciousness began to be enthralled by the semi-erect, warm piece of brilliant cock meat hanging in front of me. As I became more and more high on cock I found myself inexorably drifting towards it. It didn’t feel like I was moving my body, more like I was being pulled ever harder towards the cock. The room around me span as the only constant became the juicy dick as I was fixated on it. The way it twitched and jumped and swelled in excitement as I leaned in towards it and absentmindedly wrapped my drooling lips around it.

I was entranced and intoxicated by every sensation the cock gave me. Every pulsation made my heart race. Feeling it grow and fill my mouth was just undeniably delicious. The way those veins pushed up against the walls of my throat, so hot. I was so lost in cock I hadn’t even noticed how dripping I was. My hand reached down to my panties and they were already getting messy, it was crazy but I just couldn’t stop sucking. The further down my throat that thick shaft reached the higher I got on its salty taste and musky odour.

At the time I had never tried drugs but since then I have experimented a bit and I can tell you that nothing comes close. No drug compares to what I felt sucking that cock. It penetrated my brain directly and sprayed hot, mind numbing cum straight into me. I don’t even remember the rest of that evening, it was so powerful.

Obviously it wasn’t great when we drifted apart and I tried to break up with him several months later. Break ups can be hard but how was I supposed to break up when I’m addicted to dick? All he had to do was unzip his pants and my long contemplated list of reasons our relationship wasn’t working out became a pathetic mess of words in my mouth that leaked out onto the floor until I was just drooling and groaning in desperate need for just one taste of that cock.

When I came down from that high we did manage to break up, although he still likes to fuck me sometimes. He’s had other girlfriends since and the most embarrassing thing is when he shows them. Tricks me into talking to him in person and then boom! That cock is here again and even though his new partner is right there, staring at me with that look as if she just can’t believe he was telling her the truth, giggling and blushing as I instantly turn into a dazed, wet mess with no idea what’s going on except that there’s a cock I need to milk over there.

He got me to lick the cum out of his girlfriends’ freshly filled pussy with glee as I savoured that precious saltiness down to the last drop. They would laugh and abuse me as I was getting uncontrollably high on that sticky nectar that I can’t resist. I’m pretty sure they made me say stuff like “I’m just a cum dumpster for second hand cum” and “I’ll do anything for dick” and so on for ages for their amusement. I don’t remember it entirely but when I regained my senses in the morning I was just bright red with humiliation as I recalled what I had been made to do in my vulnerable intoxicated state.

I find it hard to keep partners. I cheat on them a lot. It’s not really my fault, I’ve tried many times but I can never resist a dick and there’s no shortage of dick! Whenever I go out I seem to encounter dick. Just yesterday there was a guy who was peeing in public and then suddenly I’m enraptured as I gaze at the stream. I try to tear my eyes away but I can see his dick already. It’s basically hopeless at that point. I’m practically cumming already and a little bit dizzy too as I stumble towards his dick. He doesn’t know what’s happening until his dick is already down my throat and with a few of the skills I’ve learnt over time he is quickly squirting that wonderful substance into me over and over.

It’s not just the infidelity. Once guys learn about my addiction they take advantage. Any time I disagree they whip out their dick and suddenly I’m a slobbering set of wet holes who will eagerly agree with anything for a fix of cock! They stop seeing me as an equal partner and start using me as no more than a sex toy. Every single guy does it. They find out they can completely own me with their dicks and in no time I’m their little cock addicted slave.

Worst of all is the rumours that are spreading. More and more people are hearing about the weird slut who will fuck any guy that shows her his dick. I mean, I resent being called a slut but it’s true. I will fuck any guy who shows me his dick. I can’t help it. Once I see dick my mind just goes all fuzzy and my urges take over. So now I have people recognizing me and just fucking me at random in public. Colleagues at work, where I shop and go to the gym…they’re all figuring it out. It’s getting in the way of living a normal life. It’s becoming my normal life. Go to work, get fucked by the boss whenever he’s on break. Go shopping, suck the cashier’s dick while the customers line up behind to fuck my ass. Go to the gym and it’s basically just one big orgy.

It’s like I can’t get away from all this dick! Even as I’m writing this in the hopes that someone has some kind of solution I’m getting soooo wet and horny thinking about dick! All I have to do is go outside and ask someone and they’ll give me some nice cock to suck. The more I suck the more I need. The higher I get on the delicious cum…and I love it!

Another easy class. Piper barely made any notes. She had expected university to be a lot of work but so far she really didn’t feel challenged. She was easily top of the class and her tutors praised her constantly. She couldn’t imagine what it was like for the less intelligent students, she was so proud of her intellect and did her best to keep her mind sharp even when the courses she was studying were vastly oversimplified to her.

As Piper walked back towards her dormitory she was distracted by her thoughts and didn’t notice her classmate Charlie approach her. She was only snapped out of it when Charlie grabbed her without warning and pushed her up against the nearest wall forcefully. Piper yelped but was quickly silenced as Charlie’s soft lips pressed against hers and her tongue slid into her throat invasively. Piper’s eyes widened as for the first time in her life she tasted another woman’s saliva as Charlie’s tongue continued its assault on her tonsils, exploring the inside of Piper’s mouth freely and wrapping around her own tongue like a snake coiling around its prey.

Charlie grabbed Piper’s wrists as she tried to struggle free. It was futile, Charlie was considerably stronger and Piper felt so confused and distracted and wasn’t used to fighting. As she stopped resisting their faces separated, mixed spit clinging to each woman’s lips and sloppily dripping down their chins and Piper’s chest heaved as she tried to wrap her head around what just happened. Charlie was still holding her up against the wall, but for the moment she could at least speak to her attacker.

“Ch-Charlie? What are you doing? I didn’t know you were…I mean I’m not homophobic but I really…this isn’t appropriate. You can’t just kiss me without my consent. I’m really not into women so…” Piper was interrupted as Charlie bit Piper’s lower lip seductively which distracted her for just a second.

That second of distraction was long enough for Charlie to move one hand down to Piper’s skirt, lifting it up suddenly and sliding her fingers underneath her panties giving her easy access to Piper’s vulnerable tight slit. As Charlie’s fingers slowly circled her pussy lips causing an unsettling rush of sensitivity and a flush of Piper’s cheeks, Piper gasped in shock (and definitely not pleasure she told herself).

“N-no please! Not there! Stop this Charlie I don’t want this. I’m not a lesbian. Please!” She begged and once again began struggling but Charlie responded by wrapping her free hand around Piper’s neck and she soon felt her face turning red and her breaths shortening and the will to fight drained away as dizziness washed over her head.

“Silly Piper. I’m not really a lesbian. I’m not trying to turn you into one either…although you will no doubt come back to me begging for another steamy session of sapphic pleasure. Still it’s not about that.” She said in a somewhat deep and sultry voice as her fingers rubbed along the entrance of Piper’s most intimate area and steadily increased their speed, drawing out her sticky juices and making Piper whimper uncontrollably.

“Wh-what? What is it about? I really don’t get it…” Piper gasped out as Charlie loosened her grip around the poor confused straight girl’s neck and she inhaled deeply.

Still Piper couldn’t seem to fight back properly. With every moment her strength was being sapped as her body began to writhe in unwanted delight and her virgin pussy opened up and leaked excessively for Charlie’s slender, skilled fingers which were invading her pink little hole more and more. Now she was inserting them deep into her pussy, coating them in gooey girl cum and pressing up to her g-spot frustratingly, just straying far enough that she couldn’t get that burst of sensation, keeping her wet and needy but unable to cum.

“You’re going to have to get used to saying that! ‘I really don’t get it’. You see, It’s about that great big brain of yours. You’re top of every class. A real life genius. Well I think it’s only fair you share some of that intellect. You know, I scratch your back you scratch mine kind of thing. Except I finger your slit and you lose a little brainpower.” Charlie explained as a dumbfounded Piper was wriggling and humping her hand, moaning softly as she failed completely to fight the waves of heat spreading through her entire body.

“Um I don’t…I don’t understand. Th-that’s impossible. You can’t steal someone’s br-ahhhhh…brains!” Piper stuttered out through rugged breaths and barely suppressed whines of lust.

“Oh I can Piper. Would you believe I used to be a bit of a dummy? A silly bimbo. Then I found out about this power. Now I’m the second most intelligent student in our course. Still you are one special case. I’m going to become incredibly intelligent once I drain your mind. Don’t worry, I’ll leave you some brains. Not enough to continue at university but you know, enough to get a job as a waitress at hooters or something. Won’t that be nice?” Charlie teased Piper who was shivering and quaking in time with the expert fingers sliding into her sopping pink pussy. Bending and moving precisely to Charlie’s will like a sweaty, moaning human puppet. “In fact I’ve already siphoned part of your mind away. I’m guessing you’re no longer top of the class. Can you feel it? Isn’t it a weight off your mind? Literally. You’re probably getting quite lightheaded by now.”

“I don’t believe you. You can’t do that. You’ll never take my brains. It’s stupid. Shut up!” Piper yelled out in anger, partly at the idea of losing the most precious part of herself and partly at the desperate need to cum that was saturating her mind and making it hard to think straight.

Actually it was getting really hard to think straight. Her head did feel strange…bubblier and lighter and kind of…emptier. She dismissed the terrifying thoughts that she was actually having her mind sucked out by this lunatic. In fact it was surprisingly easy to push that idea out of her mind. Somehow she felt like there was some kind of thought gradient where thoughts could flow out of her head with ease but trying to drag them back was almost impossible. It was kind of natural to let them just…slip out of her. Thoughts just dripping out like the constant flow of juices from her overstimulated, tender little pussy that was greedily sucking up Charlie’s sticky fingers and grinding against them eagerly.

If Piper could just cum. It would be so good. She felt kind of like she would willingly give away her brains for a chance to cum right now she was so horny and soaked and flushed and panting and sweaty and needy and soaking and….her mind was going crazy. Charlie once again locked lips with the dazed Piper and Piper could feel the heat of Charlie’s breath and the now familiar taste of her sweet saliva and her head became even more numb. She was starting to feel good to let her mind drain away. Every thought that slipped out of her head sent shivers down her spine and gave her a tiny mental orgasm that she couldn’t resist.

‘Don’t wanna think. Take my thoughts. Wanna cum. Take my thoughts. Don’t wanna be smart. Take my thoughts. Wanna get fucked. Take my thoughts.’ Ran through Pipers ever more feeble mind as she pushed out the last pieces of useful knowledge and Charlie’s kissing was interrupted by delighted laughing as she felt the rush of completely draining the once intelligent Piper of her mind.

“That’s a god girl Piper. You’re a dummy now. Barely intelligent enough to serve tables at Hooters I bet, maybe a strip club would be a better suggestion. Anyway I think it’s about time I let you cum.”

Piper, with her tongue sticking out, panting as she drooled mindlessly and whined in desperation at the thought of cumming, was now utterly dim and a shadow of her former intelligent, studious self. Charlie’s fingers bore down on her g-spot and Piper was thrown into mad spasms and delirious guttural moaning as the long awaited orgasm hit her. Unbeknownst to Piper her amazing orgasm was the part that cemented her change. Closed off her newly emptied mind and permanently transferred her lost brains to Charlie. She didn’t and couldn’t understand it. All she knew was the pleasure washing over her, jolting from her pussy all the way down to the tips of her toes which twitched erratically and all the way up to her dizzy, empty head and glassy, dull eyes which rolled back in ecstasy.

Withdrawing her filthy, soaking fingers and smiling down at the mess of a woman who writhed and moaned dumbly before her, still coming down from the high of orgasm, Charlie thanked her former classmate and walked away. Within days Piper was kicked out of the university after she was sent to the counselor for acting strange during her classes. Specifically masturbating and asking both male and female students sat near her to help her cum. She was deemed her to have some kind of brain damage and later found work at a local strip club where she could play with herself in front of men on stage and had so much fun.

Charlie would make better use of those brains than her anyway.

“Doesn’t it feel amazing, Suzi? Isn’t this everything you ever wanted. Don’t you just love the way Anna teases your clit? Don’t you just adore how Haley sucks your beautiful breasts? I know you want to be one of us.” Tiffany whispered into the ear of the confused and dazed Suzanne as she struggled to survive the three pronged lesbian assault on her body.

“N-no I don’t want this…I’m not into girls…p-please stop…I’m straight!” She said through ragged breaths as her whole body seemed to be melting under their expert manipulation. Suzanne was flushed and quivering and unable to keep her head straight as her most intimate area was totally at the mercy of Anna’s wet pink tongue which was undeniably perfect for pleasuring her sensitive pussy.

“I like it when they fight. I want you to fight. You’ll taste so much sweeter that way. See how long you can stay straight, Suzi. See how long you can keep that adorable pussy of yours from squirting all over Anna’s face. She’s really good at making girls squirt…especially ‘straight’ girls…” Tiffany whispered with a feminine giggle before she gently nibbled on Suzanne’s ear and caressed her right breast eagerly.

“I won’t…mmm…I won’t become….I…I’m not gonna…s-stop that…uhhh” Suzanne’s words stuttered out between soft moans which were escaping form her mouth against her will. Her head was swimming and the unending stimulation of her breasts from the pair of skilled lesbian lovers wasn’t helping. It was very hard to argue when her body was burning with arousal and she had to stop her hands from wandering over their bodies in response.

“Lots of girls think they’re straight, but they always succumb. They all end up begging for more. Hooked on pussy. You want to be hooked on pussy don’t you? You can already feel the craving. You’re a slutty lesbian whore and you know it. Say it. Say ‘I’m a lesbian slut and I love pussy’, Suzi” Tiffany teased as she ran her hand tenderly along Suzanne’s cheeks in a way that made Suzanne feel oddly relaxed and horny.

“Stop it. Ssssssss…..mmmm….stop doing this.” Suzanne said as she felt her resistance sapping away from her uncontrollably. Leaking out like her pussy juices as Anna’s cunnilingus corrupted her to the core. She was shivering and biting her lip and wriggling in a sweaty mess as she felt the inevitable build of an intense orgasm that was about to hit her. She could tell it would be more powerful than any orgasm she had ever had before. She didn’t know how she would stay strong and fight them if something like that hit her. Her whole body was humming with sexual desire, it was the kind of orgasm that would mess with her mind…maybe even turn her gay.

Tiffany’s lips locked with hers and despite trying to will herself to break away from the kiss, Suzanne instead found her tongue eagerly being offered up as they began a passionate sloppy kiss. Slurping sounds and moans were intermixed with greedy tongue sucking and the taste of Tiffany’s saliva invaded Suzanne’s mouth. She was strangely enjoying it. Her saliva was sweet and delicious, Suzanne couldn’t stop herself wanting more, and she certainly got more as they continued kissing and moaning into each other’s mouths desperately. If saliva was this good Suzanne couldn’t wait to sample her pussy juice…

Before she could scold herself for the thoughts that she knew weren’t what she would normally think, Suzanne’s head was blanked by the immense pleasure of orgasm washing over her. She twitched and writhed in delightful agony as Anna attacked her clit mercilessly and drew out the longest, most blissful orgasmic quakes which overtook her very being and overwrote Suzi’s mind with filthy, slutty, depraved desires and ideas.

When the spasming and twitching finally subsided Tiffany whispered once again in Suzi’s ear. “Say it now. Say 'I’m a lesbian slut and I love pussy’. Beg me for a taste.”

Instantly the newly corrupted Suzi complied and moaned out with ragged breaths “I’m a lesbian slut and I love pussy! Please mistress Tiffany let Suzi lick your pussy please I need it I nnnnnnngg!”

With a sinister smile Tiffany pushed the still dizzied slut’s head down to her crotch and inhaled deeply as she began to lap away at her sticky, soaking pussy with such hunger and thought to herself, 'straight girls really are the best slaves’.

Gabrielle screamed into the gag with wide eyes as her captor, the overbearing tormentor who had dragged her away forcefully to his creepy sex dungeon, flogged her already sore and burning ass painfully. This was not the first time she had been disobedient. Every chance she got she would fight back, she didn’t want to be here, she hated this. Hated him and everything he did to her.

She kept telling herself that. Kept resisting and getting punished. She felt like she had a strong will, could hold out through the torture and the rape and when this bastard was finally caught she would still be herself. That’s what she thought at first.

Of course she was wrong. No matter what she told herself, her will was steadily being whittled down. She didn’t want to admit it but this guy who was keeping her bound and restrained, naked and full of cum, was actually very adept at what he did. At everything he did. From the whippings and choking to the…fucking. There should be no way he could give her pleasure, no way she could get wet down here in this hell but…

Each time he fucked her his thick cock would slide in easier. He kept telling her how pleased he was that she was getting wet for him, how much he loved the feeling of her tight pussy around his cock, and how he could tell she was loving it too. She would yell into her gag and squirm in frustration, wishing she could say no. Wishing she could tell him she was disgusted and could never get any pleasure from his pathetic cock. She wished it were true.

Despite her attempts to fight it really didn’t take long before she felt herself breaking. Her pussy would twitch expectantly when he entered the room. She couldn’t work up the energy or the desire to fight him anymore, in fact it was enough effort just to stop herself from grinding her hips against him as he raped her firm butt and dripping slit. She felt so sick. So disgusted. Not with him or what he was doing, but with herself for how she felt. She felt horny. There was some strange hidden part of her that seemed to crave this. Some despicable part that overrode her mind and told her that this was right. That she should submit. She enjoyed being raped. Needed it. Needed her abductor’s vile, stinking cum squirted deep into her womb.

Gabrielle was losing her mind. Even when her captor was gone she couldn’t get him out of her head. She was constantly wet now, waiting in desperate need of his cock to fill that hole in her. Ready for his use whenever he saw fit to rape her. She felt like a toy. It wasn’t like before, when he used her by force. She would thrash and resist…but now she felt utterly defeated. Now she couldn’t stop her body from reacting, her hips from wriggling, her toes from curling whenever he fucked her. Now she really was pliable and obedient and such a perfect little set of wet holes for his cock. Even her mouth, which had only been freed from her gag to drink and eat, was eager to taste his cock. It disturbed Gabrielle to think that way but somehow that just made her wetter.

At this point she knew she was lost. It was just so hard to fight when she could do nothing all day but imagine being fucked. When he took off the gag on her face and pushed his massive cock past her soft wet lips she let her eyes roll back. She had never been like this before but he had grown this undeniable desire inside her to obey. To be used and abused as he wanted. He fucked it into her. Now she was about to cum from tasting his cock. She had just been so desperate to have him in her mouth for a while now, it had been all she could think about to find out what it felt like having the hot throbbing meat so wonderfully stuffed into her face. Feel it against the back of her throat. Feel it choke her with its incredible size. She dumbly humped the ground and her body spasmed in orgasm as she savoured his cock buried down her throat. Knowing she was completely broken. Knowing she was his. A toy for him to drain his balls into. That’s all she would ever be now.

You see, this is why every maniacal evil genius needs to test their inventions rigorously. I had hoped to create an army of completely obedient and ruthless minions to do my bidding. Clearly things didn’t go to plan.

The mind controlling Ray had several drawbacks as it turned out. Firstly, it didn’t seem to affect men in the slightest. I had of course adjusted the frequency so as to avoid the disruption of my own thought patterns (some kind of nullifying headset crossed my mind but I didn’t want to appear foolish). Anyway turns out the adjustment caused it to be useless on all males. There goes about 50% of my potential force of hypnotically controlled agents.

Secondly, I may have had the intensity calibrated a tad wrong. By that I mean that instead of removing their free will and making them subservient to me, the women who were affected had their brains utterly fried. Case in point, pictured is Marilyn. At least that’s what her ID said. She is now incapable of saying or even recalling her own name. That is the extend to which I fucked up her mind.

Useless as a minion too. If I sent her into a bank she would walk around in circles until some horny guy realised he could exploit the situation and stuck his dick in her mouth. More to that point, I figured she would at least be useful for stress relief purposes despite her condition. Well I was misguided in that area as well it turns out. I had assumed sex was done mainly on instinct but the dumb cunt doesn’t even know what to do with my dick! She can’t even get it in her mouth on her own.

Perhaps you are thinking that this is just one girl. It’s not that bad. I can simply re-calibrate my device and enslave people properly. Well you are wrong. This wasn’t a test run. Most mad scientists don’t go through the testing that ordinary ones are forced to endure. I checked the theoretical work and then I just switched the fucker on! I’m an evil genius, it comes with the territory.

So how large was my error? Well let’s just say there is not going to be a female president in the near future. Every woman in the nation is a complete moron now and that’s a compliment! I can tell you, following the news this country has descended into anarchy. Lots of people fucking women in public. Moans are about the only sounds these women can make anymore but they seem to be enjoying themselves. More animals than human now…

I never designed a way to reverse this. I’m worried it may be permanent. I think there will be a lot of mindless sex to come…

[I really miss the gif that this was originally captioning. It was a woman brainlessly slapping a dick at the side of her face with her mouth open and her eyes blank. Fuck you tumblr!]

Bounce.

Bounce.

Bounce.

Ever since Ellie found the dildo in her boyfriends apartment, sticking out like a sore thumb in an otherwise ordinary and in fact charming room, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. He acted as if it wasn’t even there, to the point of almost convincing her he hadn’t noticed it himself. Many times she had tried to ask about it but he avoided the subject with such skill, always distracting her from the topic of the clearly out of place toy in a man’s apartment.

She suspected a previous girlfriend had owned it and he refused to move it, or perhaps it was some kind of joke he shared with a friend and wouldn’t let anyone else in on. Yet those baseless suspicions remained all she had. Her curiosity grew and grew the more she visited his place and eventually he left for a work meeting while she was over, trusting her alone in his apartment and providing the opportunity to investigate.

She inspected the phallus from all angles, nothing was out of the ordinary. It seemed to be a regular toy one could buy cheaply from any sex shop and although she didn’t have one of her own she had often considered purchasing one, especially in times between relationships. She had gained no answers about its origins but from what she could see it was very clean-she wondered if it had ever been used before. There was no odour she could detect as she sniffed at it, feeling particularly weird with her face so close to the protruding pink penis she could practically lick it. A ridiculous thought. She pushed it out of her mind.

Still desperate for more information she reached out her hand and grasped the thick shaft of the dildo. It was somewhat stiff with some compressibility and could flex to an extend. An ordinary dildo. She knew it was weird to grab someone else’s dildo, and in fact pretty disgusting if it had been used, yet she didn’t let go. Pondering why someone would stick it to the floor right in the middle of the room she was having trouble understanding. Was it so that they would be on display? For a dirty webcam show maybe…surely it wasn’t convenient being on the floor like that, how would one even go about using it properly?

She thought to herself of possible positions to use the dildo but struggled to picture them properly in her head. In order to more accurately picture it she hovered her body over the dildo and attempted to get into the position she imagined using it in. Knees on the ground and hands in front of her for balance, she moved her waist down to the level of the dildo and looked at herself. Yes, this would work, actually it seemed a great position to take, mimicking her being on top and good for exercising her thighs.

Losing track of what she was doing she wondered when her boyfriend would return. Recently they had been taking things slow and it was actually his idea. She thought it was odd but agreed it would be a good way to prevent them from rushing into anything and endangering their relationship early on. Now she was starting to regret it as it had been far too long since she last had sex. She didn’t even know what he was like in bed but she suspected he was quite skilled as he had many girlfriends before her and was in great shape.

It was a while before she noticed that she was rubbing her pussy on the dildo through her pants and she blushed when she did. She didn’t stop though. She could tell she was growing wet from her musings and the mild stimulation of her horny humping. She had always wanted to see what using one of these toys felt like and thinking reasonably why would her boyfriend keep a used dildo in his apartment, that was disgusting! Surely this was a prank and the dildo had been bought and placed there to tease her. That was her best explanation and it led her to think that if he could tease her like that, she would play his game. She could use the dildo herself…yes, that would show him!

She stripped off her clothes entirely, only realising afterwards that it was somewhat unnecessary to take off her shirt and bra. Then she lowered herself onto the dildo and carefully slid it into her glistening pussy. It fit so well and she shivered as it went in, gripping the carpet with her fingers as she did. Once it had fully penetrated her she slowly began bouncing with increasing pace. Gradually she was bouncing faster, harder…moaning and screaming as she did so.

This was amazing! She couldn’t believe she had denied herself the joy of a toy like this her whole life. Every woman should have one of these. Her hips shook and ground themselves even more into the dildo as her bouncing continued relentlessly.

Bounce.

Bounce.

Bounce…

That’s how he found her, bouncing and moaning in delirious ecstasy. Her hair was a mess and her face grinning and contorting as she came and came and kept on bouncing, juices coating the dildo and spraying the nearby carpet and rug. The smell of her wet sex permeated the air almost as much as her explicit moans. He smiled, his plan had worked. The shop hadn’t lied about the power of the dildo and he knew eventually curiosity would get the better of Ellie and she couldn’t resist trying it out. Now that she was completely open and ready he began telling her about her new duties, her new desires, her new life….

I told her the rules. Clearly and precisely I told her how it worked and what the consequences were.

What am I talking about? You see, I have the power to grant wishes. Like a genie…of sorts. There’s no limit to the number of wishes I grant, but there are some conditions and restrictions. I’m not obligated to grant wishes at all, but I hate to turn anyone down. The rules are as follows:

1. You cannot make a wish that physically harms anyone or controls love.

2. You must use the phrase “I wish” before a wish for it to be valid.

3. Each wish has a cost which can be paid in one of two ways-intelligence or self control. The magnitude of the wish determines how much of each one must be given up and it is up to the wisher’s discretion to chose how they pay.

I explained it all to Cecilia very carefully, as I always do. She agreed that it was a great deal, after I convinced her I wasn’t some crazy person. She was so excited by the possibilities.

Her first wish was simple. Money. Everyone wants money. It’s no surprise. So I asked what amount specifically. It was clear she was weighing up how much she could get away with, probably guessing how much she could get without losing too much of something else. She told me she had her eye on a larger apartment, inner city closer to work and her favourite shops. She could purchase it for a hefty sum and decided to ask for exactly that amount of cash.

She elected to pay in self control and I had warned her that this could mean she would have more urges, sexual and otherwise and that this was quite a big wish. Disregarding my advice she made the wish anyway and I took my payment. All that cash was deposited straight into her bank account and at the same time she dropped to the floor in front of me. She wasn’t expecting the effects of losing so much self control to be so intense. I knew she must feel an incredible need emanating from her pussy which was making it difficult to focus. Her base urges would hold much greater control over her from then on.

Having checked her bank account and bought the apartment she pondered her next wish. She could have anything she wanted and I’m sure it was difficult to chose. Eventually however she told me what her next wish would be. She wanted to be beautiful. She had been single for a while and clearly with these new urges she wanted to be able to attract the attention of men more easily.

Beauty is subjective of course. She also needed to define how beautiful so that I could properly grant her wish and take the appropriate payment. After some consideration, much more than the first wish, she came up with a definition. It turns out she had crush on a colleague of hers, Riley, who was already in a relationship. She asked to be beautiful enough that he would leave his girlfriend for her and she also wanted to maintain some of her asian features which she was most proud of, her hair and eyes amongst others.

She was quite impressed with the transformation and elected to pay in intelligence, aware of the need between her legs and not wanting it to go beyond what she could control. Transforming her body was, of course, no small wish. Her brain was drained substantially in return for her new looks and I could see she felt somewhat dizzy afterwards.

Once she settled down and had some rest she thought she was ready for another wish. Money and beauty were not enough for her and she wanted more. She wished for a promotion at work. She was not satisfied with her low paid desk job and wanted something in a managerial role. I told her that this required mental manipulation of several people and would be a large wish. Still she wanted it and I did as she asked.

She paid in self control, unhappy with the empty feeling inside her head and aware she would need some intelligence to handle her new job. Immediately her eyes widened at the new feelings flooding through her. A primal desire to reproduce took her over and her pussy leaked through her panties. She stripped down in lust filled desperation and began writhing on the floor.

In her passion she inadvertently made another wish. “I’m so fucking horny, I wish I could just fuck all the time!” I granted it, getting rid of her new job and other responsibilities and modifying her digestive system so that she could survive on nothing more than semen. Payment was made in intellect, she didn’t need to select this as she no longer had sufficient self control to pay for the wish.

At first she seemed startled as she yelled “wait no I don’t mean…” But soon her words turned to unintelligible moans as her remaining intelligence flooded out of her. Brain cells became mush and her eyes glossed over, growing blank and dull. She mumbled something, struggling to recall the correct words…

“F-f-fuck…me…”

It wasn’t a wish. She didn’t have the funds to pay for it if it were. However, I decided to grant her this one last desire, as an act of kindness. Grabbing her legs and spreading them wide I pushed my enormous cock deep into her. I couldn’t make wishes myself but I had managed to make some dumb whore wish my dick bigger in return for her last remaining thoughts a while ago. This was how it always ended up with the women who made their wishes. No matter how intelligent or strong willed, even the ones who claim they don’t need anything from me, it always ends with my dick in their pussy as they have been reduced to no more than a mindless piece of fuckmeat.

gamesmachine:

It’s warm out on the patio, a light wind blowing through your hair as you lean against the railing, listening to the music blaring from the speakers. It had been too hot to stay inside the dark, musty club, and so you’d come out here to get a breath of fresh air and see if maybe there was something worth staying here for. You’d come with friends, but they’d all since found guys to dance with, leaving you alone; that was fine with you, though – they tended to get annoying when they were drunk anyway.

You see him before he sees you, which gives you the perfect chance to look him up and down carefully. Dark hair contrasts with pale skin, tight jeans accentuate thin legs, straight hips, narrow body, and a black t-shirt - all in all, you decide you like what you see. You scan back up his body to his face, examining each of his features, and it’s then that blue eyes meet yours.

He smirks, knowing exactly what you were doing, but you just raise an eyebrow, not embarrassed in the slightest. This time, it’s his turn to check you out, giving you an appreciative glance up and down, and when his eyes meet yours once more, you motion him over with a tiny nod of your head. He shakes his head, and you smirk; you always have liked a little bit of a challenge.

The original plan was to essentially eye fuck him until he caved, but then your favourite song starts to play over the speakers, and you give that up quickly. You make your way through the crowd to him, and his smirk only grows bigger as you take each step. No words are spoken when you finally get there; you simply grab him by the wrist and pull him to the dance floor, turning around so your back is flush to his chest.

You start to move to the rhythm of the song easily, your hips rocking fluidly against his, and his hands immediately move to grip them just tightly enough for you to feel his body heat through the thin material of your dress. His breath is hot on your neck, only adding to the fire that’s starting to run in your veins, when he leans down to whisper lowly, “Ryan.”

You look back at him, blue eyes meeting yours once again, and tell him your name, never stopping the motions of your lower body. His hands wander up your sides, down past your hips to your thighs, then right back to where they started, sending tiny shivers up your spine from the feather light touch. “Come here often?”

“Often enough. Never seen you around before,” you answer, slinking down his body slowly as you raise your arms over your head to rest on the back of his neck gently.

“You could say I’m just passing through,” he says with a grin. You’re curious, but don’t question him further, choosing to let him remain mysterious for the time being. Instead, you turn to face him, your bodies still pressed together as closely as they can be, and you rest your hands on his chest, feeling the muscles contracting underneath your palms from your touch.

One song turns into two turns into five, and you’ve hardly moved from this position. His hands have boldly dropped from the small of your back to the curves of your backside, keeping your hips flush against his. Your lips are only inches apart now, an intense, teasing look being shared between the two of you as you dart your tongue out to lick your lips seductively before dropping your gaze once more. You want him, and he wants you, but neither of you wants to cave first and tell the other to take you home. You’ve lost this unspoken game once already tonight – it’s his turn.

You feel him shift and his head move slightly, and you look up at him just in time to feel another body pressed against your back. You start to turn around, wondering just who could be behind you when you’ve obviously shown Ryan is the only man you’ll be dancing with tonight, but his hands anchor you in position. “Relax. He’s a friend of mine.”

You look to see an almost exact copy of Ryan… He grins, and if this was under different circumstances, you would melt at just how sweet his smile is. “I’m Geoff,” he says, his hands coming up to your waist as Ryan’s move back around to your sides. “Mind if I join you?”

You’re confused to say the least as you tell him your name, but when you look up at Ryan, suddenly everything becomes clear without him having to say it. Twins. Nonetheless, he grins and explains just what’s on both of their minds. “Why don’t you come home with us tonight?”

“With both of you?” you ask incredulously; even though you understand exactly what he means, you can’t believe they’re serious. Wasn’t that… a bit weird?

“Unless you’re not comfortable with that kind of thing,” Geoff says immediately, starting to let go of you, but you grab his hand and pull it back.

“No, no,” you say with a smirk, turning around to face the the other boy and running a finger down his more defined jaw gently, making him shudder lightly. “I’m totally comfortable with it.” And for some reason, you are, even though you’d never dreamed of yourself as the kind of girl who would even dance with two men, much less go home with them. And especially not twins.

Ryan’s voice is low in your ear as he leans in from behind you, “I knew I picked the right girl.”

The ride back to the hotel is silent, but there’s a tension in the car that you know will break as soon as you reach the room. You’re in the middle of the two of them, Geoff’s hand resting hot and heavy on your inner thigh, creeping up with every mile that passes; likewise, you’re doing the same to Ryan, feeling him get harder with each inch your fingers move. His grip on the steering wheel is so tight his knuckles are white, and after much too long, he pulls into the parking lot of the hotel where they’re staying.

An awkward walk through the lobby and a tense ride up the elevator later, you step into the room, keeping a cool demeanour the entire time even though the butterflies in your stomach are fluttering like they never have before. You turn back to look at Ryan and Geoff and grin. “Well?”

They exchange a look before Ryan steps up first, wrapping his arms around your waist tightly and pulling you in for a hot kiss. You melt into the embrace, his lips warm and soft against yours the way you’d imagined they’d be. At the same time, Geoff comes over and leans into your neck, kissing the side gently as Ryan’s lips work against your mouth in the perfect rhythm, causing your eyes to flutter shut in bliss already.

“My brother and I are gonna take good care of you, Baby Girl,” Geoff whispers in your ear before moving to suck at the sensitive skin behind it.

“Exactly,” Ryan agrees, his fingers sliding down your body slowly to the hem of your dress. “We’re gonna make it a night you’ll never forget.”

“Oh,” you pant out as Geoff sucks and nips at your neck, leaving small red marks with each bite. You groan as Ryan pushes down the top of your dress without hesitation, taking a minute to stare at your breasts appreciatively before reaching in and squeezing the soft skin in his palms. You arch up into him, feeling his erection already straining in his tight jeans, and moan softly. “Ryan.”

Geoff spins you around quickly, “My turn,” barely giving you enough time to catch your breath before he kisses you with just the same amount of fervour his brother did, his tongue slipping past your lips to lick at your mouth. Ryan moves behind you, his thumbs flicking against your exposed nipples as you moan and lean back on his chest. Your entire body is being overtaken as you groan, your legs shaking from just a few simple touches. You can feel both of their erections against your back and front, and you reach your hand up to stroke Geoff through his jeans, making him moan into your mouth.

“You like that, don’t you, baby girl?” Ryan whispers to you as he watches your movements. “I knew it from the second I saw you that you’d love this.”

“Mhmm, you’re so fucking sexy,” Geoff whispers in your ear, and you give a gentle moan as he bites your earlobe slightly, tipping your head back. Ryan pushes your dress down all the way, then Geoff’s fingers hook into the top of your panties gently, sliding them down your legs and leaving you completely exposed to the both of them. Almost simultaneously, they pull away, eyeing you from their respective angles, drinking in the sight of your body in front of them, and Geoff lets out a low whistle. “Damn.”

“You can say that again,” Ryan whispers, spinning you around and kissing up your chest to your neck while dodging Geoff’s hands, which are sliding around your stomach and down to your centre. “God, you’re so fucking hot,” he mumbles against your skin, gently rubbing his hips against yours and making his erection slide between your already slick thighs.

You hear movements behind you through your haze of pleasure, and you know it’s Geoff beginning to undress. Ryan pulls you in his arms and kisses you hard, one hand going to your breast and cupping it gently. Geoff strips quickly, then grabs you by the hips, spinning you around in his arms and kissing you as Ryan takes his turn to undress himself. He gently runs a hand down your side, his other hand firmly planted on your backside, pushing your hips even closer to his and letting you feel just how hard he is against you.

You’re immediately pulled onto the bed, each one of them settling on either side of you, and even though they’re openly staring at your naked body before them, you’re not embarrassed in the least bit, instead pulling Ryan down for a deep kiss. “What do you want first, baby?” Geoff whispers in your ear, kissing the skin in front of it gently. You don’t do anything but groan as Ryan gives a hard pinch to the nipple, your entire body feeling like it’s going to combust at any minute; you have no idea what you’ve done to deserve two men – two brothers, twins even - who seem to only want to please you, but you’re not complaining in the slightest.

“I don’t know, I can’t,” you pant out, the pleasure taking over your body to the extent that you can hardly breathe, much less think. There’s a look shared between them, and then Ryan moves behind you on the bed, his erection rubbing up against the small of your back as he settles you in front of him. He groans from the contact, hissing out your name and spreading your legs wide. You open your eyes that you hadn’t realised you’d closed, looking down at Geoff, his eyes filled with lust. Ryan’s hand roughly grabs one of your tits as you lean your head back and capture your lips with his, kissing him roughly.

Geoff moves his head between your legs, smirking slightly. “You’re so wet Baby Girl. And it’s all for me.” With the first flick of his tongue on your clit, you’re completely gone, moaning into Ryan’s mouth and your hand resting in Geoff’s hair.

“Shut up,” Ryan says to his brother. “It’s at least half me as well.”

Geoff laughs to himself. His tongue licks slowly up and down your entrance, his mouth working on you like you’ve never felt before.

You pull his hair hard as he sucks at your clit, making your hips buck up into his face, and you pull away from Ryan to let a moan escape your throat as your head tips back onto his shoulder in absolute ecstasy. He then slides a finger into you, curling it upwards while his tongue is lapping at your clit with a feather light touch that has you sitting on the brink of coming but not able to fall over the edge.

Ryan’s lips trail up your neck, kissing every inch of skin he can reach, and his voice is husky when it reaches your ears. “Look at him,” he whispers lowly, one of his hands moving from your chest to your hair. He wrenches your head down, forcing you to look at Geoff’s face buried in your vagina. “Watch him while he makes you cum… you love it almost as much as he does, don’t you?”

One hand grips Geoff’s hair and the other grips Ryan’s thigh as you rock up against his face, half sobbing from the pleasure. “G-Geoff, please, I’m right there, I’m gonna cum, I’m,” you babble, and with one more press of his tongue to your clit, you come as hard as you ever have, screaming out his name. He works you through it easily, as though he could do this for hours, and when he finally brings his head from between your legs, your entire body relaxes against Ryan’s, completely spent.

Ryan, who is more than ready for his turn, switches places with Geoff quickly.

“My turn,” he says, almost mockingly, wasting no time in plunging two fingers deeply into you, causing you to scream out his name. His thumb goes right to your clit, still sensitive from Geoff’s tongue, and you can hardly take the pleasure that overcomes your entire body with that simple motion. Ryan just smirks as you let out a loud cry and curls his fingers upwards perfectly, as though he’s always known where your spot is, stroking it gently and making you cry out once more in pure bliss. Geoff’s hand comes to cup your chin and turns your face to look at him, kissing you deeply and swallowing your moans as his hands trace over your chest lightly.

“Ryan, fuck, please, R-Ryan,” you pant out, hardly able to form words when you break away from Geoff for air, and it’s not long before Ryan leans down to give one long lick up your folds. The sudden feeling of the wet heat against you makes you come insanely hard for a second time, your cunt squeezing around his fingers as you scream out his name. Ryan works you through your second orgasm easily, then leans up and kisses you gently. You turn your head to the side onto Geoff’s shoulder, not being able to grasp the pleasure you’ve just felt as you pant hard, catching your breath as best you can.

You’re not about to catch a break, though; the twins are obviously just getting started. “You ready, love? You’re not tired yet are you?” Ryan asks with a smirk, his eyes mischievous, challenging you to keep going.

You’re not about to stop now, not after that look, and you shake your head with a chuckle. “Not a chance.”

He grins and looks to Geoff. “I told you I picked the right one.” You switch positions again, this time sitting backwards in Ryan’s lap just like you had been before, and his arms wrap around you tightly. You pull Geoff in for a deep kiss, your hand traveling slowly down his chest to his hips, and Ryan smirks against the skin of your neck that he’s kissing gently.

“You ready for me, Baby Girl?” he asks you, lining himself up with your entrance. You nod, your entire body shaking slightly as Ryan thrusts up into you hard, causing you to arch your back off his chest and moan his name loudly. He’s filling you completely, thick and so hard inside you that you can feel him pulsing against every inch of your insides, and the heat from his breath on your neck and his skin against yours threaten to drown you in it.

Geoff’s lips move to your jaw, down to kiss over your already bruised neck, and you sigh in bliss, reaching down to wrap your hand around him gently. He moans against your skin, surprised slightly as you start to stroke him; he barely fits in your palm, your fingers hardly meeting, and he’s throbbing against your skin, making you want him even more. “Fuck, that’s it,” he groans, closing his eyes and bucking up into your touch. “Just like that.”

Ryan is pounding into you relentlessly, keeping his pace, his entire body moving in time with yours perfectly. “Fuck, you’re so fucking tight,” he groans into your ear. “How are you still so tight, god, you feel amazing.” He’s babbling, but you can’t bring yourself to care, hardly able to concentrate on the pleasure building yet again in your lower belly and on getting Geoff off at the same time. One of your hands grips onto Ryan’s as he moves your hips for you, and the other moves faster on Geoff’s now aching erection, trying to bring him to the same point you are.

You look up into bright blue eyes, silently communicating what you want, and he understands in an instant, sitting up on his knees so that your face is almost perfectly level with his hips. You don’t waste any time in taking him into your mouth, sucking on him frantically, and he moans loudly at the feeling of the warm, wet heat surrounding him; he’s so on edge that it’s not going to take much. “Oh my god your mouth. Fuck.”

You can feel Ryan smirk behind you without even having to see it. “You look so good with your lips on his cock,” he groans, fucking up into you harder and hitting your spot perfectly with each shallow thrust upwards. Holy shit. Was he actually talking about his twin’s cock like that? “Wanna feel you come… let go for me.” You let out a loud moan around Geoff, following Ryan’s instructions as you come harder than your previous two climaxes combined, the pleasure traveling to every inch of your body and numbing every feeling that’s not complete and utter ecstasy; you didn’t know it was even possible to feel like this.

The vibrations from your throat have Geoff shouting your name and cumming into your mouth with a loud cry of “Ah, fuck!” His hands run through your sweat-damp hair, pushing it back from your forehead, and hold your head to him as he bucks up into your mouth, riding out his orgasm against your lips. You swallow it all without a second thought, not letting a drop escape your lips even though you can hardly breathe from the sensations overwhelming you right now.

To add to it all, Ryan reaches his climax at almost the same time, and his hands hold your hips tightly as he groans loudly, releasing inside of you with a groan. “Oh, oh my god fuck, you’re so good, oh god.” You let him ride out his high at the pace he wants, your head falling to your chest as his motions slow down behind you, and you can hear him sigh as he finishes.

You’re absolutely spent, your thighs and hips bruised and throbbing. “Ryan, f-fuck,” you breathe out softly, tears in the corners of your eyes from the pleasure, so good that it’s actually painful. He slips out of you gently, and you wince despite the fact that he’s trying not to hurt you as much as he can. You collapse back onto his chest, and Geoff lets out a sated sigh, sitting back down on the bed tiredly.

“Well?” the twin with the sharper jaw asks you, genuinely concerned that you weren’t pleased enough.

“It was great, Geoff,” you whisper, your voice hoarse from all the screaming you’d been doing. “Better than I’ve ever had.”

“I hope you don’t think we’re done yet,” Ryan says slyly from behind you, his voice tired and husky. Your eyes go wide as you look back at him, and he sneaks a soft kiss to your lips before he explains. “Geoff hasn’t gotten his turn with you.”

“And Ryan hasn’t gotten to feel that pretty mouth of yours yet either,” Geoff adds, his thumb running gently across your red, kiss swollen lips.

You give a soft groan as you get up from between them, catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror – it looks like you’ve been beaten with the number of bruises littering your body. You start towards the bathroom without a word, and the boys share a confused glance, wondering if they’ve gone too far as they take in the marks all over you.

They’re quickly appeased when the shower starts running and you peek your head back around the door frame. “You coming or what?”

It’s a few rounds later. It’s either really late at night or really early in the morning. You can’t be sure. You’re lying between the twins, Ryan in front of you and Geoff behind. Geoff has an arm around you, hand casually resting on one of your breasts. Ryan has been trailing his fingers up and down your side for a few minutes. He says your name, the end lifting up into a question.

“Yeah?” you ask.

“There’s something Geoff and I would like to try,” he says. “We’ve never done it before, but we’ve always wanted to.” You nod.

“Sure,” you say. “What is it?”

“Well,” Ryan says. He lifts his head a bit to look at Geoff where he’s resting his mouth against your shoulder.

“We were wondering,” Geoff asks quietly, planting soft kisses down your neck and then back up to your ear. “Do you think you could take both of us?”

“Haven’t I already?” you ask softly. Ryan chuckles to himself.

“We mean more one of us in your vagina and the other in…” He trails off. Your eyes widen a bit.

“I…” you stutter. Oh god. They’re both so big. You’re not sure you can do it, but… “We can try,” you decide. “Might as well.” Ryan grins and kisses you, brushing your hair back.

“We’ll go carefully,” he says. “Don’t worry. We’ll get Geoff in back first, okay? Have you ever…?”

“Had anal?” you ask, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah. A few times.” Geoff hums in your ear. You can feel him stiffening up against your ass again, his thumb flicking over your nipple, making it go hard.

“You dirty little slut,” Geoff says, his hand sliding down to your sore cunt. “Ryan, you really did pick a good one.” Ryan laughs.

“Don’t mention it brother,” Ryan remarks. He gets up to go over to his bag and Geoff pulls you in, his fingers working over your clit as he kisses you.

“Why don’t we warm you up a little?” Geoff asks. You can feel him hard against your thigh so you push his hand away and grab his cock, pulling it between your thighs and up against your pussy – not in, just between the folds. He moans under his breath, dicking up at your hips. He rubs into your clit lightly, his hand squeezing your backside.

“Hey now,” Ryan says. He lays back down behind you, pulling you away from Geoff’s cock. “Don’t you two get carried away now. Here, love. Straddle me.”

You get up on all fours and climb on top of Ryan, grinding your cunt down against his half-hard dick. He hisses.

“Geoff,” Ryan says, pushing a bottle into his brother’s hands. Lube. You take a deep breath. “Don’t worry sweetie,” he says. Just relax. You’ve done this before. You nod and then there’s cold lube running over your hole. You gasp.

“Cold,” you say.

“Sorry,” Geoff says, and you can almost hear the blush in his voice. His finger presses against you and you lean down into Ryan’s chest, lifting your ass up so Geoff can get as good a view as possible. He hums appreciatively, his first finger sinking in. You sigh, Ryan’s hand running through your hair. It’s nearly dry from your round of sex in the shower earlier in the night.

“You good?” Ryan asks.

“Obviously,” you say. “It’s not like I’ve never had one finger in my ass. You can do two or three.”

“Well,” Geoff says, “don’t mind if I do.” He pulls his finger out and then pushes three in at once. You make a tiny noise, somewhere between a pained one and a pleasured one.

“Please,” you whisper.

Geoff takes this as a good sign. Ryan reaches down to spread your ass to give his twin more access. He’s still hard against your thigh and it’s killing you that it’s not in your mouth but Geoff’s rough fingers feel pretty good in your ass. They both had rough fingers.

“Are you guys musicians?” you ask, seemingly out of nowhere. Ryan lifts his head and looks at you.

“Yeah,” he says. “Why?”

“You guys have really rough hands is all,” you sigh. “You can keep going.” Ryan shrugs and goes back to spreading your bum cheeks apart for Geoff.

“You still have a nice tight ass,” Geoff says. “Can’t wait to get in here.”

“I bet you’ll look good with his cock in your ass,” Ryan says, nuzzling into your cheek. “Though I reckon I would look pretty good too.” Geoff laughs once.

“Funny,” he says flatly. “It’s funny because we’re twins. Hysterical.” You smile into Ryan’s shoulder.

“I think I’m ready,” you say, lifting your head a bit and looking back over your shoulder at Geoff. Geoff looks down at his fingers and nods a bit.

“Okay,” Geoff says. “Do you want me in first or Ryan?”

“You first,” you say. “Ryan will go in easier.”

“Fair enough,” Geoff says. You hear the lube bottle again – probably lubing his cock up – and it’s discarded to the other side of the bed. “Alright. I’ll go slow.”

“Relax,” Ryan says, one of his hands leaving your ass. You look back and Ryan is actually grabbing Geoff’s cock and guiding it against your ass.

“Oh my god,” you say.

“What?” Ryan asks.

“You’re… oh god.” You honestly can’t handle it. You don’t care how fucked up you are for thinking this, but suddenly you just want to see the two of them wrapped up together, cocks rubbing, and ugh. “Do you guys ever…?”

“Sometimes,” Ryan says. He’s actually absently working Geoff’s cock a bit. “It happened once when we were young and it’s kind of stuck ever since.”

“Fucking,” you say to yourself. Nope, no way you can handle this. “Just. Geoff, fuck my ass.”

“Well alright then,” Geoff says. He grabs your hips and pushes in, Ryan’s hand helping keep him angled correctly. You wince a little but it doesn’t really hurt. It’s just the bit of discomfort of the stretch. The little noise that slips is drowned out by Geoff groaning. “Oh my god.”

“Tight?” Ryan asks.

“Fuck yeah,” Geoff says. He looks down at the way you’re stretched around his cock and he hisses between his teeth. “Ryan, fuck her pussy.”

“I’d love to,” Ryan replies. You smile to yourself. Their sibling banter just made this even more enjoyable. Ryan pulls your hips down a bit and lines himself up, easing into you with a soft moan. He holds you still, one of his hands going from your hip to Geoff’s. “Fuck. How do you feel, love?”

“Full,” you sigh, adjusting slowly. “Fuck, you’re both so big.”

“Well, yeah,” Geoff remarks. “We’re kinda twins.”

“Stop it,” you say, swatting Geoff’s hip playfully with a smile. “Would you two just go on now?”

“Definitely,” Ryan says. He starts up first, holding your hips up a bit so Geoff can get in at a good angle too, even as he leans down to press his chest against your back. You’re sandwiched between them now and Ryan dicks into you as Geoff pulls out and they alternate and oh god, you can barely breathe. Ryan is mouthing at your neck, moaning in your ear. “So good.” Geoff bites your shoulder.

“Ryan, you have to try this ass,” Geoff says. “You can’t imagine.”

“Fuck,” you whimper. It’s all the noise you can manage. You’re so overwhelmed with their cocks fucking into you that you’re barely even thinking about your pounding clit. “Oh my god. More.”

“More?” Geoff asks.

“Please,” you gasp out. “More. Harder. Please.”

The twins are more than happy to oblige you, both of them increasing their paces. This results in them losing rhythm with each other and now sometimes they alternate and other times they’re both deep into you at the same time and you’re lying limp against Ryan’s chest, moaning and gasping sentence fragments. Ryan pushes you up a bit, sitting up. Geoff shifts and you’re still pressed between them but all sitting upright, your legs wrapped around Ryan’s waist and his hands on your sides.

“Ride us,” Ryan says.

“Fuck,” you breathe. You start rocking your hips back and forth on them and Geoff reaches around, grabbing handfuls of your chest and feeling, fingers squeezing at your nipples, which just makes you grind down on them harder. “Oh god.”

“Good girl,” Geoff says softly in your ear. He groans into your neck. “You have such a tight little ass.” You nod eagerly, leaning back into him. Ryan takes the opportunity to look over your body.

“I think this is a better idea,” Ryan says. He pushes Geoff’s hands away from your tits and instead leans down to lick at them, sucking a nipple into his mouth. You drop your head back over Geoff’s shoulder.

“Oh my fucking god,” you moan out. “I’m not gonna last. Gonna cum soon.”

Ryan grabs Geoff’s hand and shoves it towards your cunt. You whimper just at the fact that your clit is about to be touched. Geoff rubs with two fingers, making little circles. You’re so sore and sensitive from all your orgasms that you jerk forward up at his hand and Ryan’s cock slides out. Geoff quickly grabs Ryan and pushes him back in. Seeing Geoff hold his twin’s cock like that has you on edge.

“I swear to god if you touch each other’s cocks one more time I’m gonna fucking cum,” you say, fucking yourself on their dicks.

“What if I tell you that I’ve sucked his cock,” Geoff says quietly in your ear, all breathy, and you can tell he’s getting close too.

“Fuck!” you gasp. “My clit. Please. I’m gonna cum all over your cocks.”

You’re not sure whose fingers find your clit first but you don’t even care. Two circles in and you’re screaming, throwing your head back over Geoff’s shoulder and moaning loudly as you ride your orgasm out. Geoff grabs onto your hips tight – it must be Ryan rubbing your clit then – and stills a bit, then dicks up into your ass twice more before he groans and you feel him cumming inside you. You gasp, squeezing just for him. He growls softly.

“Your ass is fucking incredible,” Geoff pants.

“Oh god,” you whimper. “I’m gonna have to cum again if you keep talking about that shit.”

“Well,” Ryan says, “I haven’t gotten off yet.” He looks at you. “Would you like to have a bit of a watch Geoff?” Both you and Geoff nod quickly and you sit up on weak legs as they slip out of you. You can feel Geoff’s cum leaking out and Ryan reaches around, wiping it up with three fingers before shoving them in his mouth.

“I’m going to actually die,” you say, flopping over as Geoff parts your thighs and slides in between them. This is going to be a long night.

What I can Tell And What I Can’t Tell You

I can’t tell you how many sicknesses exist in this world…

I can’t tell you how many times you’ve been chained up and raped…

I can’t tell you how many times you failed to escape from this place…

I can’t tell you how many guards there are…

I can’t tell you how long they have been holding you hostage…

I can’t tell you if they’re going to free you…

If they are, I can’t tell you when…

I can’t tell you who I am…

Because those are the rules.

But what I can tell you…

Is that I will always be there for you.

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Whenever I’m at home, everybody loves me.

But at school…

I’m bullied.

I don’t care about popularity, really.

I just wished I knew how to defend myself.

Or how to make some friends.

You see, I don’t really care how I look so…

I’m ugly.

And I’m made fun of because of it.

I fell into depression.

My bullies continued to make fun of me.

One year later of depression…

Suicidal thoughts came.

More bullying…

I started to self-harm.

I started to believe what they were saying.

I don’t remember graduating high school…

On anything for that matter.

Probably because I killed myself the day before graduating.

I’m sorry I killed myself, Mom.

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sonnesextet:

Interviewer: Richard, is this your first time doing vocals for someone else?

Richard:Yes.

Hotei: (Whispers) Thank you!

Richard: I was a virgin, you were my first one!

Hotei: That’s why I was scared…

Richard: I think guitar players always have this thing where they wanna be the singer, but they never really try, or they’re afraid, or whatever, so I did it. And I hope the next time I do something that he will sing on my track, in Japanese. Ha ha! That could be an interesting collaboration too.

Yes, Richard is so good in flirting!