Sweet was an awfully pretty word, Miari thought, tilting her head in wonder as she stared, open-mouthed, at the pretty, bobbing cock in front of her. She licked her lips. Sweet was the prettiest word in the world. It was like birdsong. Like a sun shining through rain clouds. Sweet. Like a waterfall of sugar water casting pretty little rainbows all across t...
Frustrating Moments and Dreams Margaret awoke with a hangover. After downing a pint of orange juice, and a couple of aspirin, she figured on a hot tea as the next best thing. She sat at the kitchen table, nursing a sore head, cursing the maniacal lawn mowers, that is, the men pushing or riding them. Wondering if last night was a success, she remembered so...
Tiffany stood up from the bed and quickly darted out of the room. If she stayed near Jen's lewd display she would probably never leave the other woman. It was so enticing at times watching her stroke the thick flesh that was now throbbing between her legs. The skin was smooth and smelled delicious; perhaps she could just go back for a minute. Tiffany shook h...
Glob, Glob, Glob, Glob, Gag, Glob, Glob, Glob, Er... GULP. Ugh... Ah... Oh... I am having a bad day. Well, at this point, a bad month. Maybe even year. My name is... Nicole.. well, that was my name anyway. I'm a prisoner in this strange, awful place. I've just finished choking down my 6th blowjob since dawn, All the same cock as you can probably tell - My...
--- Friday -- Afternoon --- It was the midway point of the out-please-ment center and I had earned 2 points. That result wouldn't have sounded so bad if Miss Trophy hadn't earned 4 points in the same stretch. While I felt like pouting and sulking at her comfortable lead, I was also furious at myself for missing easy points. While I felt giddy about the doub...
The man sitting next to me driving is Darnell. He's a total black playah who owns a black bar near my house. He has his arm around my neck in a triumph of ownership. Basically I'm trapped in his black Lincoln Navigator, forced to listen to his gangsta rap and he's got a good buzz going. He's really happy because I'm wearing every piece of a little sexy outfi...
--- Week 4 -- Thursday Night --- I didn't get to go home this night 'cause Ortega didn't call me a taxi. No surprise there. Duh! However, he didn't call Justin to pick me up, either. Instead, he saw off his business partner Miller, not paying any kinda attention to me or Shelly. I guess he was still super mad at his ass-istants. Whatever! Like a pair of go...
We arrived home and Annie greeted us warmly, then stepped back to get a good look at me from head to toe, having me turn to see the full look. Satisfied with what she saw, I was told to bring in my clothes, put them away and then pick something pretty to wear as dinner would be ready shortly. Miss Maddy and Annie headed into the main house and I went about m...
Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. * "Come-on. Undo my straight jacket," said Abigail, surprised that Brooklyn, Bronxie and even Madison would be so afraid to undo the knots tied in back. After all the laundry area had no guards and no cameras. "Hello, I can't use the tablet unless...
I would like to warn you, the introduction of the guide stated, that becoming a bimbo can be quite intoxicating. Once you begin, you may not be able to go back. You will need this deep inside of you. *** Day 8: Your New Hairstyle Over the last week, we have made great strides in your looks and behavior. We are looking to continue these changes this week...