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Rules For Using @tessthebimbo's Whore

Contact @tessthebimbo for permission

Any gender

@tessthebimbo will make sure I am OK

D/s is fine.

No pictures, it's a cyber session.

Don't be too rude.

This is about you getting off

Don't worry about me

'Payment' is sending @tessthebimbo a report when I is done with how I did and if you are willing a screen shot of when I made you cum

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“See how its dripping with my juices Molly? As my property it’s your job to clean it. Now, wrap those pretty little lips around it and suck it clean or I’ll fetch the cane.”

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kathycantstop

@tessthebimbo has instructed this piggy to edge 5 times today and 10 times a day until New Year.

Piggy is not allowed anything in it's needy wet cunt and must use something different for each edge.

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I am sure expression of gratitude was implied. Or did you forget that sort of thing over the holiday break!?

kathycantstop

Thank you Miss Tess

@tessthebimbo has instructed this piggy to edge 5 times today and 10 times a day until New Year.

Piggy is not allowed anything in it's needy wet cunt and must use something different for each edge.

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Drooling messy 💦💋

I am a desperate mommy dyke.

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Needy little thing.

- A xx

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”Wait, so you’re telling me the hero guy isn’t called Zelda? Like, what’s his name?”

God, I sound like such a fucking idiot.

“Link? Oh, so that’s why that one old game is called ‘Link to the Past!’ It’s like a joke!“ Stacey giggled and twirled her hair. Please, god, if you exist, kill me now. Spare me this embarrassment. But Stacey wasn’t struck down, and continued her stream.

“O. M. G! This game is like, so hard!” Stacey exclaimed as she died for the fifteenth time. She wanted to cry. This was her favorite game growing up. She’d beat it hundreds of times. She was a real gamer, not some fake geek girl!

Well, the operative word there is ‘was.‘ She ‘was‘ a speed runner. She ‘was’ flat chested. She ‘was’ a serious streamer. Until her stream clip went viral on YouTube. The one where she called out all the fake nerd girls, how it was just an act to make money. Then, one day she woke up like this. Tits the size of her head. Unable to wear anything that didn’t show of three quarters of her breasts. No control over the airhead things that came out of her mouth. And worst of all, she sucked at video games!

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“Like, what’s an ‘ah-hey-go?‘” Please don’t. “Oh, it’s that silly face! Like my tattoo! I totally make it every time I see a juicy cock! Like this!” Please kill me.

“Oops! I like totally drooled on my boobies!“ What did I do to deserve this? “Anyway, what game do you guys like want to see me play next? Can it be like an easy game this time? Ooh! Maybe Pokemon! I love all of those cute little animals!“

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Stacey ended her stream. Her panties were soaked, as always (Well, when she wore panties). As with every night, she turned on her N64. She tried to play for a few hours. To regain some of her skill. But it seemed like every night, she just got worse. And really, she thought, that wasn’t even the worst part. Her follower count was ridiculous. She made enough off her stream she quit her day job and moved into a nicer apartment. She could get laid whenever she wanted. (That wasn’t a concern before, but now the aching need between her legs led her to seek out a guy or girl or both almost every night) By every metric, she was happier than before the change. And that was the worst part. She was begining to like being a fake gamer girl.