Airhead
This doll needed respite. A break. Too much noise was in her head and all around and wanted to exist without any pressures for a moment.
Our session started with her already in trance after seeing my spell and dropping into trance to call me.
I quickly spun a little spell in her, that those deep lewd thoughts just need letting out, anything horny just bubbles up in her chest and building pressure until she confesses to me that thought.
I counted her up and already her breath was heavy was arousal. She was squirming in her chair as her bulge began to swell.
Like a devious puppet mistress, I began to pull strings. I'd ask innocent little questions like, "What's wrong sweetie?" or "Something's got you worked up, hmm?"
"I... want... to be... used.... hnnngg..." she breathed.
My eyebrow raised.
"Oh yeah, is that so?"
"Mmmmhmmmm... use meeee..."
So I brought her back onto my lap, heavy trance washing over her, quelling her arousal and her silencing her thoughts. Then I began to weave.
The spell would be so irresistable, and so easy to let it consumer her. All I needed to do was utter a little phrase and POOMF! she was a blow up doll. Legs out and apart, arms bent at the elbows, cock hard and ready, breasts swollen and sensitive, mouth open and inviting. Anything I described doing to her she would feel like I was there doing it to her.
I had her stroke her cock when I brought her out, but gentle and slow. Reaching deep into her shaft so she could buck into her hand, and then up to her tip and circling the hole to make her nice and leaky.
She moaned deeply with each pump, like my hand was around hers. We played like this for a few moments, to get the motions trained in her mind and in her pleasure.
Then I turned her into a fuck doll.
The sleeve that was now her mouth moaned with excitement as I described continuing stroking her.
I placed her between my legs so she could feel my warmth at her back.
I reached around to begin playing with her breasts, teasing and toying with her candy pink rubber nipples.
I began timing each pump of her dolly cock with a click of my fingers, quickening my pace.
I pressed my bulge into her behind and invaded her fuck hole with my length, her rubber mouth attempting to moan in pleasure.
And then I began to weave again, speaking my ribbon into her mind, that that beautiful pressure was beginning to build in her cock.
I pumped faster and faster, bringing her closer and closer, not letting up, not letting her come down from the climax I was pushing her to.
But I held her at the edge, pushing her rubber body to the absolute limit. She was squirming trying to coax her new body into bucking and getting closer, but nothing would work.
That was when I pushed her over that edge, letting her tumble into bliss.
She rode every wave and every pulse of pleasure.
I gently let her down and slowed my play with her form, eventually dispelling her doll body allowing her to relax in my words again.
She was speechless.
Everything she wanted in that moment was fulfilled.
We went through aftercare, making sure she was able to regain her bearings, and that was when we discovered something.
She had cum; a sweet mess dripping from her tip. She couldn't believe it. That, after encouragement, my words could coax an orgasm like that out of her.
Needless to say, a few doors of possibility opened after this session.
