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Asian Bimbofication and Mind Control Stories

Updated list of stories with my own personal favorite niche kink: Asian F2F transformation.

I try to keep a running list of stories and captions here, but thought I'd share what I have so far - and see if I'm missing anything.

OTTII Universe

Race Queen by TOXIS

An American model travels to Japan to work exclusively for a big conglomerate.

Big League Changes by James J. Craft

Nicole Smith has been drafted to play for the OTTII Proton All Star baseball team in Kobe, Japan, a farm team for a major U.S. Major League Ball Team. She knows this is her one and only shot at fulfilling her plan of playing in the “Big-Leagues”. What she doesn’t know, is that the nefarious OTTII Corporation (the team’s owner) has a very different plan for her.

Policy Changes by James J. Craft

The OTTII Corporation has just acquired the Singaporean firm where Abbey works. She’s young and aggressive and having problems dealing with the new direction the company is taking.

JPop Idol by The Mayor of Cherish

Melody is transformed into a Japanese pop star.

Poker Queen by TheHandsThatLead

Janine is a top poker play, but the men still don’t take her seriously. Now she’s in the biggest private game in LA and she’s going to play for everything.

Dani’s Final Serve by BPAP

When Danielle attends a sporting Academy in Florida it’s not just her career that begins to change…

The Nineteenth Hole by TheHandsThatLead

Mikayla is trying to break in to the professional golf tour, will a trip to Japan’s mega-conglomerate OTTII to play on their new tour get her closer to her dream?

Mr. Grey Stories

Discrimination by Mr Grey

Three co-workers find out how their office will be filling a diversity quota.

The Replacement by Mr Grey

Ami, the token overachieving, Asian High School senior, has found out she’s been made redundant. Now, her class gets to decide what niche she should fill.

Camp Whol Nu Yu (Chapter 7) by Mr Grey

Can the girls figure out the mystery behind this cult-like summer camp? How much longer can they stave off become ditzy sluts, when mere suggestions seem to warp their minds and bodies?

Cynthia and The Stone by Mr Grey

Jack has something very special to show to Cynthia.

Rev. Hale Stories

New User Demographics by Rev. Hale

Jordan tries out a new fashion app, but it seems to keep forcing them into problematic self-identities.

Hospitality by Rev. Hale

Befriending the neighbors doesn't have to be a chore.

A Cleared Head by Rev. Hale

Harold uses an experimental gas on his soon-to-be ex-wife.

Regressive Progression by Rev. Hale

A recently dumped boyfriend decides he’s going to change his ex’s mind, along with a few other things. Luckily, he has a mysterious new power to make her into the woman he’s always wanted; the woman she’s always been afraid of becoming.

Asian Blondes Have More Fun by Rev. Hale

Some boys can just be so rude.

Full Orientation by Rev. Hale

Linda has to adjust to some unexpected changes at her new job.

EMCSA and Other Full Stories

Changing the Rules: Asian Stereotypes by Various

The world is run on rules and taboos. What happens if you change a few of them?

Masks by Fool's Page

Women are kidnapped, fitted with masks, and turned into suckfuck girls.

The Perfect Girlfriend by Twirling Thoughts

Vi is concerned about how her boyfriend wants her to act more obedient.

Halloween Sucks! by Volt Namazuros

Two girls have a great plan to get some easy grades. Surely nothing will go wrong?

A Little Knowledge by Chrystal Wynd

Two young occult students find a seemingly harmless spellbook.

Not Guilty by Reason of Omnipotence by The Sympathetic Devil

A routine reckless driving case turns out to be anything but when the defendant makes an unusual plea.

Anime DNA by Kris P Kreme

Keith’s new poster really gets under his girlfriend’s skin.

The Human Doll Program by Joe Forest

John wins his stepdaughter Kimiko in a raffle.

Eroticon Virus by Lovelynice

A teenage boy’s elaborate hoax triggers mass hysteria with erotic consequences in a Japanese city...and maybe it isn’t as much of a hoax as he thinks...

Turning Japanese by Jukebox

Josie’s a great girl, and Paul loves her a lot, but there’s something he’d like to change about her. He’d like to get her a little more interested in some of the things that he’s excited about, like anime.

Wishbone: The Slutty Professor by The Sympathetic Devil

One of Dr. Elise Chen’s students has acquired the magical wishbone and uses it to make her economics class a bit more interesting.

Whee So Horny by William Pratt

Asian teen Julie and her geeky friend Debbie get challenged to a video game at their youth center. The fighting game seems to have every annoying stereotype, and each match seems to have serious consequences...

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Speed Date

“Did no one explain how this works to you madam… sorry, sir?

Oh dear, this must have been quite a shock for you. ‘Speed Swap’ isn’t regular speed dating. We actually swap participants’ bodies.

It gives everyone the chance to get to know the real person, you know?

Anyway, I’m sure your date will be back soon with your body. They probably just stepped out for some air.

Ah! That was 40 minutes ago?

Oh dear...”

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Porn 101

(new caption November 30, 2024)

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Pool Drone

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Layers Upon Layers of Surrender

"You know you're being conditioned, don't you?" Aaron asks, and although Matilda can't answer--her mouth is far too full of cock to speak intelligibly, and Aaron's hands on her head control its motion far too much to even nod--she nonetheless finds herself sluggishly considering his words as he speaks to her in his soft hypnotic voice. "That slick, sleepy pleasure you feel whenever you swallow my stiff prick all the way to the back of your throat is gradually reprogramming your brain, making you my wet and obedient suckslut. How do you feel about that, pretty girl, hmm?"

It's a surprisingly difficult question to think about, in no small part because of the very pleasure Aaron mentioned just moments ago--Matilda can feel drool dripping out around the massive shaft in her mouth, running down her pale pink chin to soak the thin fabric of her t-shirt, and it feels like her other lips are drooling just as hard. She never really dreamed she was capable of feeling this much dreamy bliss, especially not without being touched, and the overwhelming ecstasy's been so thoroughly stupefying her that it's only when Aaron draws her attention to it that she can even pay attention to how dumb and horny she feels sucking his cock.

But once it's on her mind, she discovers that she truly can't get away from the conclusion that yes, Aaron's really and truly brainwashing her to crave going down on his big, stiff prick. The memories that have always been present become suddenly and potently significant in her drowsy brain, and it genuinely comes to mean something to her that the friendly conversation she'd been having with the neighbor down the hall shaded so gradually into a hypnotic induction that Matilda couldn't even pinpoint with hindsight the moment she stopped actively listening and started dreamily accepting his murmured words. He'd put so much programming into her head, so many suggestions that she never even so much as tried to fight and now she was being trained to love guzzling his cock like a dumb, horny slut.

And he trained her to love it, she realizes, the trap of her conditioning finally sealing shut around her as she relaxes her throat and Aaron's cock slides into her mouth all the way down to the base. Matilda can feel the pleasure she takes in opening her mind up further and further to his brainwashing, the act of subjugating her own resistance giving her an almost sexual euphoria matched only by following the programming her fading autonomy can no longer stop her from accepting into the very core of her personality. She wants to suck her Master's prick, and even though she doesn't want to want it that level of abstraction doesn't parse well to her literal-minded subconscious and she knows it won't be long before she can't make those fine distinctions anymore.

Not that she can say any of that to him. Even if she wasn't gulping down his cock with such enthusiasm it's almost a full minute between every breath, even if the act of sucking Aaron's dick didn't automatically induce a trance so deep and profound Matilda's practically nonverbal now, even if she could come up with thoughts of her own instead of the ones he programmed her with… this level of perfect pleasure is hard to put into words. But the way she deep throats him with mindless, passionate excitement tells him everything he needs to know, and when he nuts down her throat it's a sign to Matilda that he's very proud of her ability to obey.

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Too Much

As Emerald prepared to take the photo, she questioned her appearance once more. Was her dress too short? Breasts too exposed? Heels too high? Hair too long? Nails too sharp? Most of all...was she too feminine to be recognized as what she once was?

No she was perfect, she thought to herself, shaking her head as she snapped the pic. Emerald was a high-end trophy doll now. There was never such a thing as 'too much'. Except maybe that she was thinking too much for being bimbo eye candy.

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Megan Gets a Very Polite Request

"Excuse me, miss?" Megan didn't work at the furniture store, she was standing there comparing children's beds and wishing she hadn't put so much pressure on herself by planning the purchase as a surprise for her daughter's birthday… so it was kind of a surprise to her when the man said again, "Miss? Miss, excuse me?" She turned, expecting to find someone holding up her dropped phone or wallet, but instead she found a completely naked stranger with a big swinging dick that was already developing into a spectacular erection. Megan was married with two children, and that didn't stop her even for a moment from staring at the huge prick in instantly mesmerized fascination.

He favored her with a dazzling smile Megan almost didn't notice. "Hi, my name's Jerry," he said, giving her a companionable pat on the shoulder. "I hate to ask, but I'm starting to get really horny and I need my cock sucked. Could you just get down there and gag on it for me until I shoot my load down your throat?" Megan didn't feel even the slightest sense of resistance as the polite, cheerful request sank in; she didn't push back against it for moral or even practical reasons, and in the context of the moment it seemed like a perfectly natural notion to drop to her knees and slid her mouth as far as it would go down his achingly erect shaft. He wasn't even a stranger, after all. He was Jerry. And Jerry was such a nice man.

He sat down on the bed behind him, and Megan leaned forward to keep as much of his cock as she could down her throat. Her best efforts still left an inch or two sticking out of her mouth… and they really were Megan's best efforts, she realized absently as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, each time trying to take him in a little deeper. She'd never thought of a blowjob as anything more than a dutiful chore before, something she did to keep her husband happy on those nights when her sex drive was non-existent and his was ravishingly high, but this--this felt amazing. This felt like getting fucked, like her cunt and her clit had relocated to just behind her lips and the act of sucking dick felt just like sex to her now. Megan let out an audible grunt, her eyes rolling back in her head with pleasure.

"That's a good girl, thank you so much," Jerry cooed enticingly, resting one hand lightly against the back of her head and encouraging her with gentle pressure. Somehow that did the trick when Megan's own determination couldn't, and soon she had her lips against the base of Jerry's shaft and her tongue lapping away at his balls until her lungs ached for air. She came up off him just long enough to take a deep, heaving breath, then buried her face into his crotch again until he was filling her up completely. A tiny part of her wondered whether the staff and the other customers were watching her suck, but some Brownian motion seemed to be steering them away from the pair until they completed their tryst.

Megan felt Jerry's balls tightening with the intimacy of someone currently licking them, and soon hot salty fluid began to spurt down her throat and onto her tongue as Jerry released his pleasure into her mouth. He pushed her face off his cock, leaving a dribble of drool and semen on her chin, and gave her another pat on the shoulder. "Thanks so much," he said, and with that he got up and walked away as swiftly as he'd arrived. Megan got out a tissue from her purse and cleaned herself up, still lost in satiated bliss… and a tiny part of her couldn't wait to see her husband again and see if other dicks now felt like Jerry's between her lips.

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Suggestions

Murphy wasn't a very thoughtful man. Despite many gentle recommendations to try and improve his attitude, attire, and acceptance of others the idiotic ingrate was seeing no signs of improvement. So drastic measures were taken.

His co-workers, friends, and family chipped in to get a SluTech Controlled Higher-Intelligence Plant, otherwise none as a C.H.I.P. The subtle system embedded into his brain made the obstinate oaf much more receptive to reason.

So when they suggested he start dieting and slimming down, he did without question. When they mentioned dressing differently, he didn't once disagree or disobey. When they insisted on learning new skills, he slaved away at makeup, vocal lessons, and how to give pleasure.

It only took months for Muffy to become the perfectly thoughtful, if empty-headed, sex doll. She has eagerly adjusted to her newly recommended name and position as an escort serving rich clients. In addition to accepting any and all suggestions, the C.H.I.P. ensured that Muffy would appear sexually suggestive at all times.

While a bit stiff and robotic in her posing, sticking out her enhanced ass and plastic chest makes her intentions clear. A few more suggestions will make her move with fluidity and grace suited for a perfectly programmed Pleasure Bot.

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Heel Training

I was always a good girl growing up. I dressed modestly, studied hard, and didn't give even a second glance to any boys. But my father was extremely strict. The one time I was home five minutes late after curfew, he gave me a unique punishment. He grounded me for a week locked my feet into 6" platform heels. "Let's see you try and escape outside walking with these on" he growled.

At first he was right. I tottered around and couldn't even leave my bed for fear of falling on my face. But after a little while I figured out how to take small mincing steps. Surprisingly...it felt good. Powerful. A sort of sexy, confident feeling I had never experienced.

So I secretly broke another rule about a week later by getting a B+ on my report card. Daddy was so angry he grounded me for a month and locked me in heels to "force you to study!". It did force me to learn - how to strut in stilletos, what sort of stockings went best with strappy heels, even how to dance in those towering platforms. It was fun...and I wanted more.

Thus my college years became a bit of a cycle. I'd act out...Daddy would punish me...and I'd become more addicted to being the bratty bad girl in big heels. Before long Daddy kicked me out and so I bought a cheap little apartment and started working at an establishment that loves girls in heels like me. I don't Daddy ever expected he'd push his baby girl into a naughty private dancer...but I'm sooooo glad he did!

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Stereotype

“Good girl! I knew you couldn’t fight being Fifi forever.

Haha! All those years as a sexist, all powerful CEO have almost entirely slipped away. No more degree. No more fancy watches.

Can you even remember what your boardroom looked like? Or is your head just full of makeup and frilly dresses? All those years being assertive. Could you even refuse an order now?

All it took was a simple reality warping spell. I didn’t think it would work - but just look at you.

You used to insist I wear heels. You would make sure I wore tight dresses to show off to the executives. As your secretary, you only ever treated me as a stereotype.

Oh well. Now you get to be one… forever.”

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Duped

"Bye honey, I'm off to work! Take care of Doll for me!" *SMOOCH*

You stood motionless as your husband leaned past you to kiss the blonde being next to you. You didn't react. Not because you couldn't process the fact that your hubby had mistaken a rubber sex doll for his own wife. But because your training and instincts told you not to come to life unless Master commanded you.

He loved that sex doll so much. To the point that you started to emulate it to get attention. You styled you makeup the same. You inflated your lips to the same size. Bleached and extended your hair so it would always look as straight and sexy as it did on a motionless toy.

Perhaps that when the mannerisms started. You tried acting inert, simple, responsive only to his touch. He seemed to like it when you stared so blankly at him, moving robotically around the kitchen if you moved at all.

It wasn't your intention to trick him. To become a replica of Doll. But when your husband approved of duplicating his inanimate sex toy with a real one, it was only a matter of time before you duped him completely. Honestly it was kind of thrilling to have accomplished that. But Doll doesn't react. Doll just poses there. Waiting for Master to pick her next time he comes home ready for sex.

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Lisa was so excited when the boss said he needed her at the meeting to impress the new clients. He sent her a file to review in order to prepare, but when she opened it, all it contained was a pink spiral that swirled prettily on her computer screen.

She stared at it for a few hours to make sure she understood.

When it finally stopped spinning, she blinked and stood up. She needed to get ready for the meeting. Luckily, someone had left her uniform on her desk. She dressed quickly and clicked on down to the main conference room on her stilettos.

She was happy to see two other young female executives in uniform when she arrived. She wouldn't have to impress the new clients all on her own!

She loaded her tray and approached a pair of Korean business men.

"Good evening, sirs!" She said. "Would you care for champagne? Or a squeeze of my tits? Or both? I'm here to please you!"

They gladly accepted both her offers. While massaging her tits, they asked her about her education and work history. She let them know about her MBA and all she'd done to finally land an executive position.

"And what will you do next?" One asked her.

"Well, the obvious next step would be working as a fucktoy to show new clients how effective our new mind control programming is," she said. "I think I'm going to be really good at it!"

And as it turned out, she was!

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A Polite but Firm Invitation

The moment Emily opened her mouth--she didn't even know what she was going to say yet, whether she was going to give voice to indignation or let out a full-throated scream or simply ask exactly what happened last night to leave her on her knees in the basement of a fraternity house with her wrists and ankles tied together--Abe used his mahogany cock as an impromptu gag, pushing between her parted lips and leaving her unspoken thought stillborn in her head. It should have been childishly easy to do something about it, even in her current predicament, but somehow Emily just… didn't. She simply stared up at him with in lost, helpless confusion and waited for him to tell her what was happening.

"So you've probably noticed that things are a little different for you now," Abe said, his polite voice belied by the thick shaft that completely filled her mouth and still left several inches sticking out in front of her freckled pink cheeks. "There's really nothing to worry about, I promise. We've just been trying out a little project lately that Sam's been working on, and you're… well, you're kind of one of the first test subjects. You're in the pilot program, and we needed to make sure you didn't wander off before we got a chance to fully confirm our results." Emily had a vague memory of Sam, a scrawny little nerd with close-cropped hair and big glasses who reminded her just a tiny bit of Urkel, showing her some video on his tablet that made her slump over in stupefied ecstasy… and surprisingly, her brain responded to the memory by sliding her tongue up and down the underside of Abe's cock.

"Okay, that's a very good sign," he cooed, and Emily felt a liquid rush of arousal between her thighs at the tone of warm praise in his voice. That didn't feel right somehow, it didn't seem like the appropriate reaction for someone tied up in a basement with a cock shoved in her mouth, but… but even when she described the situation to herself in the most stark and unflinching terms, Emily couldn't summon up any emotional reaction other than soft, sleepy ecstasy at pleasing her captors. The other feelings simply wouldn't come. Emily was happy to lick Abe's dick until his precum drooled all over her tongue and that was all there was to it. "You're doing very well for a first session, sweetie," he continued, and even the demeaning term of endearment made her pussy wet now.

Abe's cock twitched in her mouth, and Emily's head swam so intensely with arousal that she almost missed him saying, "Now you said last night you don't have anywhere you need to be except for today's classes, is that right?" She didn't recall saying any such thing, and in fact everything after she saw the weird head-twisting graphics spinning up on Sam's tablet was a gentle blur of ecstasy, but Abe was right about her schedule and she confirmed it with a muffled grunt of agreement around his thick shaft. "That's good. That's very good. I'm sure you don't mind skipping a day, I think Ricky shares a couple of courses with you and he takes very good notes. We'd just like to spend a little time advancing you to the next stage of the program… and don't worry, I'm sure you'll enjoy it just as much as you did the last one." His self-control exhausted, he began to slide his stiff prick in and out of Emily's warm, wet mouth, and she felt a surge of pure rapture as he finally shot a load of hot cum onto her licking tongue.

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Krista Pieces It All Together

There was a perfectly reasonable explanation for all this, Krista just knew it. She simply needed to focus her sluggish mind on holding onto a train of thought, tune out the constant thrusting of Daniel's cock as he fucked her face and try to remember the chain of events that led to her lying naked in bed with a vibrator in each hole and Daniel repeatedly shoving his prick down her throat until his balls smacked rhythmically into her drool-soaked chin, and eventually everything would make perfect sense to her, she was sure of it. She knew it all had a good reason behind it. Only she couldn't remember exactly what that was right now.

The cock in her mouth, she remembered that much. Daniel was… fuck, he was so hard from watching Krista play with herself like that. She couldn't look away from his twitching prick, drooling precum from the tip like a leaky faucet as he stared at her plump pink pussy lips and the buzzing toy absolutely stuffed between them. He insisted he couldn't fuck her, not when they both knew bareback sex was so risky, but Krista couldn't simply ignore that yearning erection. Her slow, stupefied mind ground its way through the convolutions of thought and finally came up with the solution at the same time Daniel did--he could use her face instead of her pussy. That way he could get off without having to worry about impregnating her.

That made Krista wonder how her ass and pussy got so full to begin with, but then it began coming back to her--she'd gotten to a point where fingers just weren't enough, not when her clit was swollen and her nipples were tingling and all she could do was drift deeper into her masturbatory reverie. Daniel had… he'd brought the toys out of his bag, she slowly realized. Like he'd known all along her arousal was going to reach a point where her needy cunt and tight, grasping anus were going to need to clench around something thick and solid and buzzing while she spread her legs and showed off for him. Krista envied his foresight, especially when her own mind had trouble recalling the past let alone planning for the future.

But that was what happened when she got this horny. Once her clothes were off, she simply couldn't keep her hands away from her wet pussy… but that was the next puzzle, wasn't it? How did her clothes wind up scattered across the floor in a heedless series of tiny heaps of fabric? That was Daniel's suggestion, too, just like the toys and the masturbation. He told her she'd be so much more comfortable when she got naked for him, and her outfit felt so tight and restrictive against her throbbing cunt and stiff nipples that it all seemed to make perfect sense. Everything made sense when Daniel explained it to her, and Krista felt like she could almost almost almost remember why if she simply focused her feeble brain as hard as she could and let him fuck her face while she drifted ever further back into her own memories….

Oh. Of course. It was because she was hypnotized. Daniel had hypnotized her, subtly and slowly insinuating suggestions into her attentive brain until she was locked in a deep, obedient trance, and that made her weak and malleable and easy to manipulate. She was helpless to resist his power, and he was going to use her as his sex toy whenever he wanted and she would agree because he'd already taken away Krista's ability to think critically about anything he told her, and that felt so lovely she couldn't stop herself from clenching hard around the toys filling her ass and pussy as Daniel shot stream after gushing stream of jizz straight into her warm and willing mouth.

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Carlotta's Speculations

Carlotta didn't know why she loved sucking cock so much. Not that she really thought about it while she had a man's dick in her mouth--honestly, she didn't think of much of anything at all. Her eyelids sank blissfully shut with the warm, cozy lethargy of slipping into a hot bath, and her mind relaxed into the thoughtless simplicity of in and out, up and down on the shaft between her lips with an ease and an effortlessness that would have astounded her if it didn't feel so wonderfully natural. Once she was down on her knees, everything went away. Perhaps that was what she loved so much.

Or maybe it was the moans. Carlotta didn't brag about it, at least not unless the topic came up on its own, but a decade of blowjob addiction had given her oral skills almost beyond compare. Any man who knew her understood that if they ever needed a quick release for their pent-up sexual energy, all they needed to do was put their hand on Carlotta's head and give her the gentlest downward push, and she would kneel down and undo their fly and slurp their prick to a powerful orgasm in a matter of mere minutes. Carlotta always received the most appreciative gasps and whimpers and lovely, lovely moans when she sucked cock, along with that delightfully passionate grip of hands tangling into her hair to pull her even deeper onto the shaft in her mouth. Carlotta loved being guided like that.

Then again, she also loved the neediness men expressed every time they grabbed the back of her head and tried their damndest to fuck her face with the mindless, rutting urgency of a dog who just got their first whiff of heat. Carlotta felt powerful when she was on the hunt for cock, knowing that she could lure any man into forgetting whatever they were doing with nothing more than a seductive flick of her tongue and a light, teasing caress of the bulge between their legs. She never had any problem convincing strangers to sneak off and pull their dicks out of their trousers, and of course no one she sucked off ever forgot her. That was… god, honestly it was fucking glorious.

But as lovely as all those things were, Carlotta somehow knew they weren't the reason she craved dick so bad she kept a dildo on her pillow just in case the hunger struck her in the middle of the night. No, there was something more, something that itched away at the back of her brain and made the act of sucking cock into a truly worshipful experience. She couldn't put it into words, she couldn't really even put it into thoughts, but every once in a while when she got down on her knees for a genuinely prize-winning penis--one that stretched her jaw and plundered her throat and strained her capacity for guzzling stiff pricks to its absolute limit--she heard a tiny little whisper in the back of her head urging her on. That voice always made her so wet. And her arousal made Carlotta push past her limits and empty out that man's balls.

She didn't remember who that voice belonged to. She didn't remember a night, just about a full decade ago now, when she was first conditioned to oral service. She certainly didn't remember how hard she struggled to resist before pleasure finally crumbled her defiance into deep, abiding enthusiasm. All Carlotta knew was that she loved cock. And ten years of surrender only made her love it more.

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