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"You're insane. You can try your little tricks all you want, but I guarantee they'd never work on me."
"Really? RRREEEAAALLLLYYYY?"
"Yes, really, Idiot."
"This is going to be sweet. I tell you what. I think you're going to need to sit down....babe."
"Babe?" I felt a sudden tingle and brushed it off. "Why the fuck did you just call me that?"
"Oh man. I've been waiting for this for so long."
"Waiting for what?"
"Come on, come on. Let's get to it!"
"Fine. Whatever. I'm telling you, I can't be hypnotized. It doesn't work on people who are already resistant to the idea. I've read about that shit online."
"Uh huh" he smirked. "What if I were to tell you that you've already been hypnotized. Like, alot?"
"Yeah, I wouldn't believe you. I'd call you dumb, stupid...moronic. Maybe tell you to fuck off."
"Of course...because you'd remember if you were hypnotized, right?"
"Yeah, and like I said, I can't be."
"Cool, babe."
"Can you please stop calling me that? What the fuck? I don't get it. Is it some kind of new inside joke?" I was defensive. I hated how hearing it made me tingle a bit inside. Tingled in a pleasant way. I couldn't understand it.
"Sure thing, sweetcheeks" he grinned.
"I'm wet!" I screamed in my head. "Woah, woah, woah. Wet? Why would I think that??" I grimaced before speaking aloud again. "Nice, dickhead. Nice" and lowered my head a bit so he couldn't see my face as confusion set in.
"So what if you weren't supposed to remember any of it?"
"The hypnosis? I don't think it works that way."
"What if it did though. What if there was a way to get someone to just do whatever you wanted, whenever. Reprogram their brain."
"And they wouldn't remember something like that? Bullshit. You're in fantasy land."
"Yeah, sweetcheeks, I am."
My body tingled all over. "Look, just drop it, I'm not interested anymore, okay. And stop calling me that and babe. It's annoying" my frustration amused him. "Why are you even bringing this up?"
"Huh...I wonder" this mischevious look washed over him. "I don't know. It might have something to do with some BIG stuff happening tomorrow."
"Big stuff, like what?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Alright, be a five year old about it. I'm going to watch a movie or something."
"Wait, wait, wait. Not yet. I've got something already loaded on the tv. Something special."
"Here we go, more nonsense?"
"Nope. You can watch it, if you want. It's part of the Big stuff happening tomorrow."
"Alright, jackass. Fine. You win. I want to know what's happening tomorrow. Please tell me."
"Awesome. Tomorrow, your pet name changes from Sweetcheeks to Sugartits."
"Grow up." I tried to hide the strange excitement coursing through me. "I'm done with this."
"No. No. No. Babe, wait. This is real. Tomorrow, you're getting your breast implants in. I don't know the size, you kind of worked that out with the surgeon on your own, but I know they're a very generous starting set."
"Have you lost your..." I was cut off as he played a voicemail from my phone. It was a nurse confirming my appointment. My appointment. I heard my name clear as day. He clicked it off as she rattled down a list of instructions.
"Don't worry, you've already prepped, and believe me, you're as excited about this as I am."
"Wow, I don't know what kind of joke you're playing..."
I was interrupted again as he hit play on another voicemail. "Hey Big Guy, just calling to let you know I'm leaving the Doc's. Everything is set for the surgery. He's very optimistic about the size and look, so that's cool. I really want them to POP, you know. I'm counting the days til you can stick that dick between them. I can't stop thinking about it....and a lady is listening to me and giving me weird looks. Call me back. Or come by and I'll go down on you. I don't know. Fuck, please come by. Love ya." It was clearly my voice.
"There's no way that is me!" I immediately went on the defense.
"Of course it is, Sweetcheeks! And to satisfy your curiousity, I did come by to see you at the gym that day. You blew me in my car."
"Oh fuck off!!! No way, no how. I would never ever suck dick, let alone an arrogant asshole's like yours!" the thought filled me with pangs of lust. The tv clicked on as he un-paused the video that was loaded up.
"MMM MMM MMM" the audio rang out as the picture came on. Somebody was thoroughly enjoying getting a mouthful of dick. "MMM MMM MMM, you taste so good baby." It was my voice again.
"NO! NO! THAT NEVER HAPPENED!"
He pressed fast forward. "The vid is a little long, I mean, you know I've got stamina, Sweetcheeks." I felt like gushing at that. He stopped every so often so we could listen to how much the sucker was enjoying their work. "You love the D, babe. You love the D." "SLURP, SLURP, SLURP" "MMM, when it's this big and hard, how can you not." "SLURP, SLURP, SLURP" the obscene situation played out.
"It's so fucking true. I've never met anyone with a passion for blowjobs like you, Sweetcheeks."
I felt proud for some reason and almost smirked. "I don't know who the fuck that is, or why it sounds like me, but you can't even see her face! So fuck off with this!!" The video was obviously in our living room. You could see Miles clearly but the one pumping his dick could only be seen from behind. She or he did look similar to me, but there was enough doubt to seriously question who was moaning around his meat.
"Wait! Wait! Wait!" he fast forwarded to the end.
"Give me that cum, baby. Please give me that cum." I could clearly see myself jerking him off furiously. The phone wasn't recording from across the room anymore, it was right in the midst of the lurid action. I was looking directly into it. "I need that hot cum in me. I've been thinking about it all day." "MMM, keep working me, work that dick. Like that. Like that." I saw the cockhead dip back into my mouth as I sucked hard.
"This isn't real! There's no way!"
"No way, huh. That's why you're sporting a hard on now? Watching yourself suck me off?"
I looked down to see how right he was.
The video kept playing. "MMMM, give me that cum." "UGH, UGH....UUUGGGHHH!" ropes of sperm splashed my face as he painted me. I watched myself desperately maneuvering to catch some in mouth. "Hold still, I want to take photos" as he grabbed a few pics of me covered in his goo. I then scooped it all off my face and swallowed to his delight. "Good girl, good girl."
Miles gleefully showed me some of the photos. He settled on one of me flashing a kawaii peace sign with a huge grin on my face. "That was just before you gobbled it all down. You loved it so much, you made it your phone's lock screen."
"FUCK NO! I never did ANY of that!" I wrestled my phone from him and clicked it back to life. My cum covered pictured stared back me. "I don't know where you found someone that looked like me...but there is NO WAY"
"Babygirl, calm down!" he interrupted as I begrudgingly sat down and started breathing heavily. "All of this can be explained" he laughed. "You do want to know why you're munching on my cum, right?"
"FUCK YOU!"
"Sweetcheeks, Sweetcheeks, in due time. I know you're an eager beaver, but I need to savor this." He queued up another video. "Are you sure you want to watch this one?" he removed his shirt, perplexing me. "It's the big one, whole enchilada, and there's no turning back" He unbuttoned his jeans.
"What the fuck are you doing!?!" I couldn't help but stare at him.
"Getting ready. I need to cum, so I'm going to dump a load into your pretty mouth again."
"Oh my god, fuck off!" the thought titillated me like nothing before ever had. "This is all some fake, CGI bullshit or something! Never would I EVER want to suck a guy off!!"
"Right, Babygirl. Not what you said yesterday when you gulped me down." Another set of photos on his phone proving his point. "I've got thousands of these. Now, do you want to argue or do we get to it?" The video on the tv started.
"This is your release." the soothing voice commanded. "We will count backwards from five. With each number, you will remember more of your journey from the last nineteen months."
"Nineteen months?!? WHAT?!?"
"Sweetcheeks, quiet. Just watch it."
"Just watch it?? You've supposedly been fucking with my head for nineteen months and all I get is, just watch it??"
"If you don't, you don't get answers. Simple as that."
My attention immediately shifted back to the tv. "FIVE." A rush of blood coursed through me as I was hit by a wave of lightheadedness. I remembered suddenly how easy it was for Miles to push me into a trance and bend my will to his. How surprised he was that he could do it with so little experience as he showed off for a bunch of his friends at a party. "FOUR." His perverted curiousity got the better of him as I walked in on him watching porn. His girlfriend refused to come over to cure his blue balls so he made me. "THREE." His needs escalated. Having me suck him off whenever his girl wasn't around wasn't enough. He needed the perfect side piece. Always down to fuck, never said no to anything. "TWO" I was forced to watch porn training videos endlessly. My brain was reprogrammed to look at dick with uncontrollable lust. Now when I sucked him off I was doing it with genuine enthusiasm. "ONE." The big one. My life was already over, I simply didn't realize it. I had been on hormone replacement for over a year. I hit the gym every night to slim down my body and grow my ass. I had a navel piercing and a tramp stamp. My areola were tattooed to make them look much bigger. I underwent multiple laser hair removal treatments to permanently give myself silky smooth skin. At my breast implant consult, I had lip filler injected into me for that perfect DSL look. I was a damned makeup and brow artist. It was all a part of me now, I remembered everything. The reality was mine.
"O! M! G! I sucked your dick...i sucked your dick....I SUCKED YOUR DICK!"
"Damn right, Sweetcheeks. Did a fantastic job too."
I jumped to my feet and ran into my bedroom. My bedroom. I didn't even recognize it at first. I was assaulted by the baby pink walls and lingerie neatly laid out on my dresser and vanity. The vanity had makeup everywhere. "Part of my training" I thought as I walked over to the floor length mirror. "No way...that's me? That's me...." I was already dressed for action. I had on a french maid costume with lacy black stockings, garter and thong. I was effortly prancing about in my Mary Jane platforms. "He really did this to me. How could I not remember? How could he have hidden ALL of this?" I moved to check out my reflection's ass. I put Cammy to shame. "I did such an amazing job with this eyeliner though, fuck. On point" I smiled lightly. My DSLs looked awesome in this shade of lipstick too. "Geez. I do know how to paint a face. Maybe not as good as Miles' method, but wow" I started whispering to myself. The padding in my bra gave me a big boost up top. "Not going to need these after tomorrow" I eyed extra silicone inserts next to my new driver's license. "Fuck, forgot to put that in my bag." I had finally changed my name legally just a month ago to Cherry Cummings. I wanted something pornstar-ish.
"I can't believe you did all of this" I walked back into the living room.
"Yep. Made a god damned masterpiece!" he grunted.
"How?? Why?? I don't understand."
"Why not? I needed a place to stick my dick and thought "What the hell? I made that bitch bark like a dog, let's see if she'll swallow some cock."" he laughed.
"Cute"
"Doing it was easy. I mean, part of you HAD to want it. They say the easiest to hypnotize are the ones who do. So...it's kind of your fault I turned you into a blowjob queen." I gushed at being called a blowjob queen and immediately thought "Girl's got skills". I almost vocalized it too. "I see you smiling, little slut. Besides, it's better for you this way. Half my friends thought you were a chick to start with or were at least into guys."
"Cool, so that makes it okay" I retorted.
"Uh huh."
"So why now? You've been using me for over a year. Why even bother showing me what's really been happening when I thought I was watching porn instead of staring in it?"
"Had to. When you got your tattoo, you almost snapped out of it. When you got your piecings, you almost snapped out of it. Getting those tig ol bitties tomorrow, yeah that'll do it. So either I complete my work of art or end up losing it."
"Such a dick."
"I really hope you're not planning on cancelling now that you're "awake". You did quit your job and already pre-paid for them. You might be resisting now, but don't worry, all your training is going to turn you into my personal slut eventually. And you'll definitely be wanting those tits then."
"I'm not cancelling. I mean, look at me. I couldn't even go back if I wanted to. Might as well fill myself out and commit" I assured him. "That, and the thought of you tit fucking me is awesome." Oh shit. I said that out loud.
"Ha ha! WOW! Not even an hour and you're already down to fuck. Am I good, or am I good?" I grew red with embarassment. "Tell you what, Sweetcheeks" he walked over to me. I had become acutely aware of his hard, shirtless upper body. This man was built. All of that chest and facial hair suddenly had me swooning as he closed the gap between us. "How about you come with me" he grabbed my hand as he led me into his bathroom. It wasn't anything too special, but I was always a bit jealous of how much bigger it was than the one I had. He did have the master bedroom, afterall. "I want you to see this" he cupped my head and forced me to stare straight into the mirror ahead of me. He pushed me against the countertop, my hands slapping against the marble to brace myself. "I gave you those dick sucker lips" his fingers traced my cock pillows. "I made you learn how to do that perfect makeup" he grinned. "I made you get your nips tatted and enlarged. Hell, I made you get tits" he laughed. "You got that cute piercing to make me happy. Even better, you got that flat stomach to make me happy" he was squeezing my ass now. "And this?" he slapped my cheeks, "This you did to make me VERY happy" he pushed his hips against me. I was squished against the counter as my ass nestled against his hardness. "Oh man, I've waited for this" he grabbed my head and forced me to look at myself, my new self, with him at the ready behind me. "I made you want all of this, didn't I?"
I nodded as I felt the defeat of my self and the victory of his programming taking over.
"Say the words, bitch. Say the words. Say you want this!" he pushed his hardness against me.
"YES! I want you! I want that cock!"
He laughed. "I've been waiting to plow this ass for months." He pulled himself out and slapped his cock on my cheeks playfully. "You know I'm putting this on SnapChat later, right?" he setup his phone to start recording us in the corner. "I'm going to send it to pretty much every guy in my contacts. They've all been loving this little experiment of mine." He pushed my panties aside as I felt his cock head pressing against my asshole. There was a splash of oil and he sunk inside of me.
I couldn't scream or manage any words, I simply let out a meek whimper as my mouth went agape. He grabbed my long auburn hair and pulled back violently as he shoved his dick into me. His hips hit my ass cheeks with a resounding slap. My virginity, as far as I had known, had just been taken. He immediately withdrew and slammed back in. "I'm gonna rail you, Cherry! I'm gonna rail that ass!"
I was dumbfounded as I stared into the mirror. This man was sodomizing me with the enthusiasm of a porn star. I could feel my ass bouncing now to his rhythm. He worked in and out of me, latching onto my shoulders for his leverage. He wanted my head free to see him working his magic. The shock of it all started wearing off. My mouth was no longer stuck in the "SURPRISE!" position as I turned to watch him behind me. He was a man on a mission as he slapped his balls against me. I smiled. "Oh god! I smiled at him!!" I thought as I turned back to stare into my own eyes. I felt tears well up for a brief second before I moaned like a whore. "Yes, baby!" I screamed as I thought "I'm gay. I'm gay now. I'm gay. He made me gay." My ass bounced some more as his thrusting picked up. "UGH. UGH. Give me the D, Miles. Give me the D!" the pain was turning pleasurable just as he emptied his ball sack up my ass. My internals were coated in his thick cum.
"YEAH! How do you like that ass bang?!" he celebrated. He grabbed his phone and took some pics of my asshole coated in cum. He slapped it a few times with his cock before tucking himself back into his pants. "Go make me a sandwich, Cherry!" he smacked my ass. I steadied myself and headed into the kitchen to grab my man a snack.
He was already watching the game as I brought it over to him. "A snack from my snack" he arrogantly smiled. "Come here" he pulled his dick back out. "It's half time, so put on a show and suck me off, Sweetcheeks." I got on my knees and eagerly started to work his cock head. This was the first time I was doing it under my complete control. No autopilot, just my pretty little mouth on his meat. I bobbed up and down while massaging his balls and stroking his shift. I felt like a pro as I felt him explode in my mouth. He clamped his hand on the back of my head as he grunted. Each grunt accompanied by a blast of sperm to swallow. I greedily helped myself and cleaned him up. "No babe, one more" he forced me back down onto him. I vigorously sucked again while he started thumbing through his phone. "HA. Guys love me taking your ass. Couple seem jealous too. Can't blame them, that is a great ass."
"MMPHHH" I agreed with my mouthful of dick. He blew his load again.
"You've gotten better at that since last week" he winked. "I'm going to watch the rest of this. Get some of your shit together. You're moving into my bedroom tonight and I'm wrecking that ass again." I hurried to gather some things. My new life had finally started.