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Why doesn't this dumb slut tell us what her telegram is so we can use and degrade her even better
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Why doesn't this dumb slut tell us what her telegram is so we can use and degrade her even better
Hehe its tiny_dead_babybat ☺️🩷
Bro, I told you, hypnosis is fake. Wait, am I naked? How did you do that? Oh fuck, you hypnotized me into being an exhibitionist? Come on, man, that’s not fair! Give me my clothes back!
Wait, what do you mean you gave me more programming? Programming to do what? Shit, dude, I’m feeling so groggy and weird. Kinda tired. But like, nice. Calm. It’s kinda funny! Do you wanna, like, kiss or something? I dunno why, but I feel like a real dumb slut right now.
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Your girl like got her nails done as reminders of like what she is♡
“You like getting turned into a dumbslut?” I asked.
David laughed. “Yeah dude,” he said, grinning big at me. He's so sexy when he’s dumb. I kissed him and he giggled.
“You remember your old life?”
He thought for a moment, or tried to. Then he laughed again. “Fuck, bro! I don’t remember nothing. You really fucked me up!” He kissed me back. “I’m your dumb little toy, right? That’s all I know.”
“That’s right, boy,” I said, rubbing his hairy bare chest. He closed his eyes in bliss, totally unaware that five minutes ago, he was my boss.
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What happens to customers at the strip club who can’t keep their hands to themselves? They become part of the show, like poor Harvey here. He kept bothering the dancers, touching them and trying to pull of their clothes. So security came over and grabbed him, held him down as they poured the dumbslut potion down his throat. He struggled for a moment, but then the serum took over his mind and he got a glazed, vacant, horny expression on his face. The security guards released him, but he didn’t stand up -- just rolled over to crouch in front of them on all fours, back arched, ass protruding like he couldn’t wait to get fucked. He’d be the club’s resident fuckpup for the next 24 hours before the potion wears off. Of course, he’ll remember everything that happened, and he’ll be mortified.
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I caught this burglar breaking into my apartment and cast the dumbslut spell on him as he was trying to flee. Instantly, all of his clothes disappeared except his socks and underwear, and he gasped in humiliation, trying to cover himself up. "Dude, what the fuck! I’m sorry! Please, gimme my clothes back!”
“Call me sir,” I said.
“Yes sir,” he whimpered. “Can I please...”
“You’re mine now,” I said, and he nodded. “But I like my toys a little thicker in back.” I cast a second dumbslut spell and his ass started to swell, tearing through his underwear.
“Ohhh fuck me, sir,” he moaned.
“Good little slut,” I said, grabbing him roughly and throwing him to the bed.
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“I wish I had enough stamina to keep up with you,” my boyfriend Walter said.
I had always had more of a sex drive than him. I love to fuck several times a day, but it exhausted him. Until he made that wish.
As soon as the words left his mouth, there was a strange tingle that ran across his body. “What’s happening to me?” he gasped as his clothing evaporated.
His muscles throbbed and expanded, growing huge. His chest bulged with strength, his shoulders became wide and round. And his ass thickened before my eyes, ballooning huge and perky behind him.
He rubbed his ass cheeks. “David, I ... I really need to get fucked,” he said.
I grabbed him and pulled him into the shower, pressing my cock against his thick new butt. His hole invited me in, no lube needed, and I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight as I fucked him under the warm water.
As I fucked him, I watched our reflection in the bathroom mirror. A tattoo appeared on his chest: “DAVID’S DUMBSLUT” it said in big bold letters. That’s what he was now. My toy, and object, a piece of property. All mine, and always ready to use.
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