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The E-Girl Headset You barely had a second thought, stealing your bratty sister's headphones when yours broke.

You just managed a first thought as her hypnosis tracks wormed into your ears as you kept playing

Now you can't manage a thought of your old self as you pose for your new simps. Oops! GG

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Rubber Rebirth

"Look at him. He's the reason you're here." Snapped Sister Julia, a tight grip upon your hair, keeping you from sinking into the depths your rubber prison. "Yes he's so thoroughly hypnotised that he can barely comprehend exactly what he's seeing, but this is only the beginning. You can feel it already can't you? The contempt. The hatred. I can see it in your eyes. You've taken to the latex well, little fledgling." A smirk appearing across Julia's ruby lips. "He brought you here for mental reconditioning. Because you were SO stressed out with work life, social life, and this pathetic excuse of a relationship you had. Of course he didn't realise he'd be the one reconditioned and you, sweet doll, will be reborn." Every word spoken was laced with sinister truth. Part of you still refused to admit it, but with each moment, slowly but surely you knew that Julia was right. It started as a simple spa treatment, or at least that was what he told you. Stripped bare, hair removed, massaged and cooed over by such attentive staff. It felt like bliss after the most stressful month of your life. Eyes closed as your every relaxation need was met, sweet whispers echoed around the room. Whispers of untold power within you, whispers of how you DESERVE this treatment not as a reward, but always. Whispers of how powerful you could be. Feeding ideas of your boyfriend kneeling, leashed before you as you rested upon a throne. No.. he wasn't your boyfriend.. he was your slave. Attentive and obedient to your every whim. Feeding the idea of storming your bosses office, tossing his weak snivelling ass onto the floor and crushing him beneath you until he succumbed to your superiority. Giving up his position and becoming your addicted desperate little office bitch... It was hard to tell how much time had passed by the time your eyes opened once more. No longer upon the spa table, but wrapped within this shining, glistening cube of latex. Sister Julia beside you.. had you met her before? Your mind pulsed... of course.. she IS your sister in rubber. An integral part of the Sisterhood under High Priestess Jade's guidance. As your now conscious mind recalled the knowledge implanted within you as you slept with those blissful hypnotic whispers, the latex around you tightened, squeezing every inch of your body, spreading warmth and ecstasy over your encased body.. you had accepted the truth, the latex rewarded you, and Julia's words rang once more.. this was to be your rebirth... Your eyes fell once more upon the pathetic shell of a man that had brought you here to placate you. The hypnosis hammering away at your newly moulded mind. All you could think was... How pathetic he was. How worthless he was to you in this state. He could never bring you pleasure. He could never allow you to be the glistening rubber bitch you know you're meant to be. He deserves to never feel the pleasure of a perfect woman like you ever again. He should be caged. You should swallow the key and watch him cry, revelling in his tears. Every thought of reducing this man to nothing served to tighten the latex prison faster and faster. Julia chuckling and smiling off to the side of you as she stepped away... your prison finally beginning to melt away, freeing you from its bonds, allowing you to stand, bound in latex from your neck down, knee-high boots glimmering against the light, towering over the worthless excuse of an ex-boyfriend you had. You couldn't even remember his stupid name. The hypnosis had taken hold, the latex had released you from its grasp. Here stood your first test of your new life... as the light came back into his eyes, you cut him off before he even dared to speak a word. "Don't utter a sound. Get on your knees and grovel before us... NOW. This is Sister Julia... and I, am Sister Evie. Your mind, body, and soul are now forfeit to our convent. So I suggest you make yourself useful, before we decide how best to break you. It won't stop it happening, but you wouldn't want to disappoint your new Mistress, would you?"

A return to writing, inspired by @misseviehyde with my usual latex flair of course. Hope you enjoy, little subjects. ~Princess Jade

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A LEAP IN FAITH

"Come on guys, we only get one chance to make this work. Let's jump back and show that slut who is boss."

You and your three girlfriends had been bullied relentlessly back at school by Faith and her bunch of bitches. Even now ten years later it still hurt.

One night the three of you had been talking about how if you could go back in time with what you know now, there is no way you would have put up with the bullying... how you would have stood up to Faith and put an end to her cruelty.

Your friend Jessica was the one who had suggested you try astral projection. She claimed it was possible to project your consciousness back in time and possess your younger bodies. Then the four of you could stand up to the evil bitch.

Jessica made you all lie down in her room and she lit some weird smelling candles. You went through the exercises she had taught you and as you let your mind relax you felt reality shimmer and waver around you.

You were free of your body and drifting through time and space. Jessica, Annie and Kate were with you though and together you focused your efforts on reaching 2014 and being back at school.

Suddenly you found yourself floating in a familiar classroom. With a jolt you recognised your old school and it was a fresh as if it were yesterday.

Faith, Ashley and Chloe were hanging out in their matching outfits doing their makeup and gossiping. Looking around you could see the other girls floating in the air around you too. Each of you had a different aura colour. Green for Jessica, Yellow for Annie, Purple for Kate. Looking down you saw you were blue.

You were invisible to your former bullies and Jessica grinned as she floated over to Faith and the popular girl continued applying mascara and lip gloss obliviously.

"Let's find our old bodies and get some payback on this bitch," gloated Jessica spinning around in the air.

As she did so, her spirit form brushed against Faith and there was a green spark. "Hey... what the?"

Jessica's face suddenly turned to panic as Faith convulsed and fell to the floor. A green tendril of energy now anchored her to your bullies body and she screamed as she began to be dragged down into Faith.

"Noooooo! Ughhhh help me!" she failed and Annie and Kate surged forward to grab her spectral arms.

Meanwhile Chloe and Ashley rushed forward to help their fallen leader. Unable to see the invisible spirits of your friends they ran right through them.

"Ahhhhh," they screamed as they too fell to the floor and convulsed. Now tethered to Faiths friends, Annie and Kate screamed as they too were pulled into their bodies.

"Unnnngggg it feels...."

"Amazing!" groaned Annie finishing off Kate's sentence.

"Yessss. It feels... mmmmh good," groaned Jennifer as she stopped fighting and with a grin began to sink willingly into Faith's body.

"Ohhhh fuck yessssss," hissed Kate as she too allowed Ashley's body to begin dragging her in.

Your friends moaned and squealed in delight as they sank into the bullies bodies. Green, purple and yellow energy crackled around Faith, Ashley and Chloe as the souls and spirits of your friends melted and merged into them.

The bullies bodies began to move, mouths opening in groans of pleasure as long nails flexed, tanned limbs writhed in pleasure and busy chests were thrown out.

Faith's eyes opened and she slowly sat up giggling as she grabbed her tits and tossed back her silky black hair.

"Oh fuck yes, this feels PERFECT."

The other girls groaned and rose to their feet too. "Are we... are we the bullies now? I feel powerful," purred 'Chloe' as she vainly and excitedly examined her body.

"Yessss. Mmmh all of Ashley's memories and knowledge is mine," giggled the new bitch as she blew a kiss to herself in the compact mirror she was now admiring herself in.

"Girls, contain yourselves," purred Jennifer now masquerading as Faith. "We mustn't let anyone know about this. I fucking love how this feels. Being Faith is sooooo fucking delicious. What better revenge than to steal her life and BECOME the bully. Let's assume these new identifies and have some real fun. I always fancied Bobby Green and now with this body I can do something about it."

"Ooooh yeah. I can't wait to fuck the popular boys too, and we get to bully all our old friends and even ourselves. I don't know why, but that makes my pussy wet." giggled Chloe.

"What about her?" pouted Ashley and with horror you realised the girls could see you!

With a movement like a snake, Faith snatched ar you and suddenly you were tethered in her grip.

"We just need to find the appropriate body to force her into. What about that fat little nerd Raymond that everyone used to pick on?"

You screamed as she began to drag you to your doom

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At the back of the bike sheds an orgy was going on. Cocks in mouths, or rammed into tight pussies, Chloe, Ashley and Faith were living their best lives.

Meanwhile you grovelled in the dirt, a jocks foot on your head as they made you watch what you could never have. Your new tiny dick twitched pathetically in your fat body as you wished you could escape and return to the future.

But that future no longer existed and now it never would...

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The Corrupted Queen

The following is inspired by a prompt by @womackdj-blog

When people would ask Abby what she worked at she always struggled to tell them. It wasn’t that her job was that complicated it’s just that she always had to convincingly lie to them.

She was chief researcher at a secret government facility whose specialty was dark corrupting artifacts. For decades this secretive branch had been collecting items that had corrupted someone into becoming a dark sinister version of themselves.

The items ran the gambit from the obvious to the mundane. For example there was a black latex outfit that clearly looked like something only an evil woman would wear but then there were things such as a hair scrunchy or a plain looking bracket. The common denominator with all of these though were the items ability to corrupt the wearer.

Each item would twist and transform the owner into a dark reflection of themselves often with physical enhancements. Women would get bustier and slimmer, men would get stronger taller. All would be cruel and corrupt.

Some items would take years to acquire from the user depending on any additional power it bestowed on them. Some gave the owners mind control powers others allowed the very fabric of space and time to warp to their new station in life. They would loose agents to these power wearers all the time but sooner or later the item would become the departments.

Abby’s job was to research each acquired object and find ways to copy the most powerful abilities where possible and if safe to do so. They had developed amazing tech due to her research and yet Abby couldn’t tell anyone. It made her somewhat saddened to know her work would never be acknowledged. She knew she shouldn’t focus on it though and instead just be content with her work.

Today she was getting a shipment of some parasitic hair, long black extensions that would latch onto a host turning them into a power mad maniac. Abby had to undergo years of mental training to withstand the allure of all the corrupted objects but it had paid off because as she walked into her office and passed the wall full of evil items in glass cages each whispering to her to choose them, she felt nothing. None had so much as tempted her.

She passed by earrings that offered her beauty, lipstick that offered her a silver tongue, boots the offered to crush her enemies. They all had their promises but Abby barely registered any of them. Instead she focused on the box that had been placed on her table.

It was plain looking box that hardly looked it could contain a smell let alone something deeply evil but Abby knew and trusted that these boxes could do their job. However what she hadn’t foreseen would be the agent who captured the hair to be incompetent. Under the heading of ‘threat level’ the agent had written 1 but had meant to finish it by writing 10.

As a result Abby did not take her usual precautions of applying a face mask or a light shield. So when she opened the box and a thick mound of black as night hair immediately shot out she was unprepared for it latching onto her face. It desperately searched for her scalp to bond with her. As unprepared as Abby was she was still well trained and kept the hair from venturing any more north of her face.

However she couldn’t see a thing with it on her face and desperately bounced around the room looking for the emergency alarm. As she bumped into desk after desk, wall after wall she eventually hit what she believed to be the alarm and then stumbled to the floor.

Falling to the floor she managed to rip the black hair off in half and throw it from her face. As her eyes readjusted to the light she realized the grave mistake she had made. She had not pressed the emergency alarm but had instead accidentally opened all the glass cages containing the corrupted object. Not only that but she inadvertently had put herself into the path of all the items as well.

Like the spray from a shotgun each of the items flew towards her body from their prisons overwhelming her in an instant. Starved for hosts for so long each object fought for their place on her quickly transforming body.

Jewelry of all kinds attached to her body however they could. Rings and bracelets adorned her hands, earrings filled up her ears and piercings attached themselves to even her most sensitive areas sending a pleasurable shock through Abby’s body.

“Ugh noooo got to…. Ugh…. Get… them…. Off! Have to… fight…. How good it feels!” She moaned trying in desperation to remove the items but when one was removed two more took their place.

Two large fake boobs rolled over her body until them found their new home by merging with Abby’s existing small breasts. Fishnets crawled up her legs like a spider as black knee high boots followed behind up her legs. Dark makeup covered her eyes as deep red lipstick covered her now full and pouty lips. It all was too much for Abby who’s eyes rolled into the back of her head.

She knew she should fight but her mental defences were waning. All the items promised her power and beauty. They played on her insecurities of never being recognized for her work. They told her everyone should know her name. Everyone should fear her name. The more she listened the more she loved what she heard.

“I can’t fight anymore, I don’t want to! It feels too fucking good and I’m feeling too fucking bad! Give me more! I want more! Yesssss! Make me even hotter! Even stronger! More powerful! Everyone will know and fear Queen Abigail!” She said with a cackle as she gave into the corruption of all the items letting them consume her body and soul.

A tight latex mini dress opened up like a large mouth and wrapped it’s self around Abby’s already transformed body but somehow made it even sexier. A black belt slithered around her waist pulling it tight pushing up her newly massive breasts and giving her an impossibly small waist. Finally the hair that caused all this in the first place crawled back towards her in it’s now two pieces and onto her head burrowing deep smothering her mousy brown hair turning it jet black. Two hair ties appeared tying them into high pigtails giving her hair a stylized crown like look.

Her mind was filled with the competing voices of the corrupted objects all vying for her attention. Her years of mental training not done in vain she command them to stop and all at once the replied with “Yes, Mistress.” Smirked with the absolute power she now wielded she rose to her feet slowly, enjoying how intoxicating it was to be her now.

“Mmmm yessss to think all those wasted years studying these wonderfully corrupt items when I could of used them to become the ultimate bitch. Once I take over this facility I’ll have even more deliciously evil objects to assimilate every week. Yessss it’s soooo good to be this bad.” She said with a cackle as she left the lab to start her evil scheme in motion.

Each item was now under her control and her control only. Where once they fought for supremacy over their host they now worked in unison, for her. Like a bee hive they were her drones and she was their Queen. Their Corrupted Queen.

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Wearing pink is all that matters.

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Swimslave School

What started as a staff Halloween party with a little too much alcohol, soon became the new reality.

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Win-Win?

Who said that fetish viruses have to fight each other?

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