Atlan69 - Ich Komme Aus Schleswig Holstein

Leo was eating a bowl of cereal in jeans and a plain white t-shirt when she knocked at the door.  To say that he wasn’t expecting company was and understatement, let alone a beautiful woman.  When he answered the door, the spoon dropped from his mouth.  “Annette?” he said, vaguely recognizing his co-worker.  She always looked good, but seeing her not in jeans and a sweatshirt, with her hair done…  Leo thought his eyes were going to bulge out of his eyes, like the wolf in those old cartoons.

The way she walked into the room, the way her eyes didn’t quite seem to focus, something did seem a little off.  Like, this wasn’t Annette, even though it was.  It was like she wasn’t in the driver seat.

“There a few rules, Leo,” she said mechanically, “You have 72 hours.  I’ll do whatever you ask, and I’ll enjoy it. Don’t do anything that bruises the face and don’t cut my hair. When you come in to work on Monday, I’ll remember nothing, and nothing’s going to happen between us after.  I’m just your sextoy, don’t form attachments. And don’t remove my watch unless you want your fun to stop.”

“But– wha? Why?” Leo was able to stammer out to her tits.

“Josh in R&D says happy birthday, and that Project Three-Seventy-Two is successful,” she said as she walked towards his bedroom. 

What the fuck is this? That’s what ran through Lily’s head as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Her blonde hair was coloured some bright shade of pink. Her face was bathed in makeup. She was dressed in some tiny, undersized, bikini and wearing large, flashy, headphones.

She stormed out of the bathroom and straight into the bedroom where she began to yell at her boyfriend.

“Hey what the fuck is this!?”

“Oh my god!” he gasped, “What happened!?”

“I don’t know I ju–”

Before she could continue he jumped to his feet and began to check her headphones, “Did one of the wires come loose or something?”

“Hey what the fuck are you doing?” she complained, swiping a hand to strike him away.

“This is annoying,” he mumbled, “now I’m going to have to get them fixed, or replaced.”

“Wait… do you know something about this? What the fuck did you do?”

“Hmm even if the file isn’t playing anymore the triggers should still work.”

“I’m gonna kill–”

“Waifu Mode.”

A rush surged through her mind as he activated one of her hypnotic triggers, her brain clouding over as she suddenly began to giggle happily.

“Hiya Master-san! Lily so horny! Lily suck Master cock?”

“Not now Lily-chan. I need to get your headphones fixed first. Be a good waifu for me and listen to your happy songs from my laptop instead. We’ll have plenty of sex when we get back.”

“Lily wait good. Love you Master-san!”

Back on that lovely brain washing music went. She still had around six weeks of her course left to go until her old self was completely gone and she’d be reduced into her Master’s waifu slave forever. Her Master wasn’t going to give her a second chance to escape.

“Do you remember what you used to be like, Maddi?”

Of course she did - she thought about what she used to be every day: Madelyn Stintson, powerful career woman with a bright future in broadcast journalism. Until he got a hold of her. But that Madelyn was locked away, a prisoner in her own body, and could only look on.

“Like, what do you mean, daddy?” said Maddi. She thrust her chest and gave a confused look - she hated when master asked her hard questions. She liked it much better when she got to suck his cock instead.

“You weren’t always my personal fuckdoll, you know.”

“Don’t be silly master, I’m ‘sposed to look pretty and make your big cock happy.”

“And you do a fine job of it, too. In fact, why don’t you get on your knees and come on over here.”

*teehee* “Like of course, daddy.” Maddi got down on her knees and crawled on all fours, licking her lips. She unzipped his pants and smiled ear to ear when his erection sprung out. A little bit more of Madelyn faded away that day, replaced by Maddi. Soon she was all there would be.

P.S. This is one of my very favorite images. Of course she has the bleached blonde hair, the huge tits, hoop earrings and heavy makeup requisite to be a bimbo, but that look of sheer stupidity - that’s what gets me. You know there’s nothing going on back there. Plus, those eyes are absolutely amazing.