Madison Meets Dumb and Happy
"Why don't you try Dumb again for a while?" The offer momentarily befuddled Madison, until she remembered that Ms. Laura had two big titties and they both had names. She'd been sucking on Happy, and sure enough it was making her so happy that when she finally released the broad pink nipple it was with a wild, helpless giggle of uninhibited glee, but Happy had a friend and that friend's name was Dumb and that was where Madison started her little trip into dopey, dizzy bliss. She nodded vacantly, her eyes glassy with mesmerized fascination, and leaned over to latch onto a breast as big as her whole head to suck more of her empty, fuzzy mind away.
Sucking on Dumb really did make her dumber, to the point where Madison barely even understood some of the words Ms. Laura used when she said, "That's a good girl, just feeling all that intelligence draining out of your head and down into your pussy. It's drip, drip, dripping away down there, isn't it?" But even though her sluggish wits had to kind of gloss over that one big funny-sounding word, Madison nonetheless felt the most complete and utter contentment when she nodded without letting go of Ms. Laura's giant tit. She'd never seen boobs as big as her landlady's, and to have them right up close and in her face like this… Madison might have described it as 'overwhelming', if she was still capable of dredging something so complex from her fading vocabulary.
As it was, she was practically too dumb to remember how she got introduced to Dumb, or for that matter how Ms. Laura managed to convince her that those massive, hanging udders had the effects their names described. She faintly, vaguely recalled a knock on the door of her tiny in-law unit, and Ms. Laura standing outside wearing nothing but a pink silk robe that exposed a deep valley of astonishing cleavage, but from there Madison's memories got a bit muzzy and distracted because just looking at Dumb and Happy made her dumb and happy. And the closer she looked, the dumber and happier she got. It made her want to motorboat Ms. Laura's big titties, but dumb girls were submissive girls and Madison wanted to be good and wait for permission. Even if she couldn't exactly define 'submissive' or for that matter 'permission' anymore.
So she sucked herself dumber, and when Ms. Laura cooed, "Why don't you try Happy again, honey?" she switched nipples with a glazed, vacant expression on her face and drool soaking her chin. Ms. Laura reached down between her legs to feel how much of Madison's mind had leaked out of her pussy, and it must have been a whole lot because Madison could actually hear the fingers churning away in her soaking cunt. Which just made her even happier, and something in her dazed, stupefied mind gave way and a resistance she didn't even know she'd been holding onto simply.. popped. Like a bubble. Madison let out a tiny, whimpery sigh as she realized just how much happier she was now that it was gone.
She wound up sucking on Ms. Laura's titties for what felt like hours that day, until she was so stupid and giggly she didn't even remember how to latch on properly and the older woman simply crawled on top of Madison and buried the petite blonde's head between her breasts like they were a pair of earmuffs. The two of them ground against each other, cunt to thigh and thigh to cunt, and eventually Madison simply stopped thinking altogether… but even with her brain practically flatlined, even with those gigantic boobs muffling her landlady's voice, Madison could still hear her programming. And everything she heard, she accepted.
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