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Voso huffed, pawing curiously at the ground, there was something here, something sweet he could smell it just under the surface. Long snout popped up again scenting the air. Master was still close tending to camp, dinner maybe? Ducking back down under the thick brush again, black claws working at the thick roots, scent of his hidden treat growing stronger and stronger with each swipe. Muzzle stuffed into the shallow hole and inhaling sharply.

Claws pushed, arms flexing dragging his snout back out, hard sneeze rattling his thick neck, another sneeze chasing it and another chasing that one. Black tongue wagged across his snout before he gave his head another shake. Strange but Voso stuffed his muzzle back into the cramp hole, nipping at the ends of his treat. Heat started at the tip of his nose but the beast ignored it, another sneeze maybe. The jerk and tense didn't come the heat spreading down the roof of his snout wetting his mouth as it rushed down his throat. The dragon pulled back coughing and heat spreading to the barrel of his chest, a fuzziness blooming new and strange. Back peddling with a shake of his head, vision blurring for a moment.

This was no good. The feeling didn't lessen when he abandoned the hole or as we made his way back to camp. Voso kept shaking his long snout hoping it'd fix the issue to no relief. The heat, the fire had bloomed down the long sides of his chest and down the soft inner walls of his thighs. "Nnnh." Wobbly legs finally lead him back to camp, Master could fix this.

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Uriel had let Voso wonder off on his own while he got everything in camp settled; not that his companion was horribly distracting or anything and could be helpful but he found setting up fires, making food, and stuff like that to be far more pleasant to do on your own since it was mostly just busy work anyway. At the point that Voso had been starting to make his way back Uriel was finished anyway and was standing back to make sure the tent he had set up looked how it should. He noticed the large creature returning, his head turning to look at him.

"Are you alright?" he asked Voso, noticing that he appeared to be behaving strangely. He's traveled with Voso for a long time at this point and was keen on noticing changes in his behavior. He could probably read him if was something subtle, but he wouldn't say this was the most subtle. He seemed more wobbly than usual, so he figured he may have gotten into something or hit his head really hard. Something probably not good. "Maybe you should lie down" He made his way to him, his hand touching the side of his jaw lightly. his eyes doing a quick scan of him to see if there was some sort of obvious cause of whatever was getting to his companion. There was concern in his green eyes, due to his uncertainty of what was wrong with him.

Uriel dealt a lot with magic and things in the wild at this point and also knew how to heal physical injury if he had hit his head, but he would need to see what was all wrong with him before he could come to any conclusion about what to do which also kind of worried him since it could very well be something poisonous or deadly that he would have to act quickly to remedy. But those solutions could do a lot of harm if it isn't the issue and he didn't want to add to whatever was getting to him. So it was best to monitor him for a moment before making any decisions.

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Voso continued to whine his masters touches only worsening the heat now running rampant in his system. He should have stayed at camp, should have watched his master make up the space instead of digging. He should have been a good boy. Mouth hung open, panting now as the heat finally reached the tip of his anxiously wagging tail. Why wasn't master helping! Heavy green eyes struggled to open and look up at his partner... a hunger filling his blurring vision.

Shakily pushing himself up, he sneezed again. The heat, why wasn't master helping it was unbearable! Voso stumbled forward using his weight to topple them both... oh, that was better, the contact, the warmth from Uriel. The heavy sway of his balls brushing against his masters thigh and up against his belly. Voso ground against the heady relief, the twinge and pull of his cock unmistakable as it began to swell out of his sheath, wet and sticky pre-cum catching against his master's pants. "Nnng." He need more, more friction, more heat.

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Uriel watched as he sneezed and then suddenly was knocked down under the weight of him. He fell back, feeling the weight of Voso on top of him. He wasn't exactly what he would call comfortable. He put his hands on him and tried to push the warm body off of his but he wasn't exactly the lightest. He was a mount, after all. He was muscular and large enough to ride. He wasn't about to just push him off. Uriel wasn't exactly an athlete himself. He was fit, sure, but physically strong not really. He wasn't really trying his hardest though mostly because having him laying on him wasn't actually much of a problem.

"Get up you big oaf" he said but that was when it got weird. He didn't so much notice his balls against his thighs and up to his belly. He did notice the grinding down against him and the slow emergence of his cock against his pants. Oh. So it was like that. "Voso, no" he said, sounding stern. He was a good boy so he was sure that would be enough to get him to stop what he was doing, entirely based on his faith in him. He didn't really know what he could do for him, but letting him grind his big ol' dick against his clothes wasn't what he would call an ideal option.

He would in fact like to be far from doing that, since he was a little uncomfortable about coming into contact with it at all. Plus, he was getting... stuff... on his pants. And it could only get worse. He would rather not have to strip down and wash his companion's ejaculate from his clothing if he let this go on. Assuming that this would be all he ended up doing. Which was probably not the worst possible outcome. But any outcome was avoidable as far as Uriel was concerned.

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Off? But master was helping, the friction was helping! Voso paused his humping to look down at his rider. The still half hard length of his cock throbbed in the space between them the unnatural heat creating copious amounts of pre-cum to ease his slide, now only further staining Uriel. The musky liquid oozed from the half flared tip making it glossy with need. Voso had half a mind to keep going, to see just how far he could take this. Maybe master would be nice since Voso was such a sweet boy and help him.

No such luck. Ears pinned down sharply at the no... but it was helping. Setting his jaw, Voso gave in to the command for now and climbed pass his master, floppy cock dragging against the man's face as he passed over him. Another bump of heat shot up the organ, forcing even more liquid out but Voso could only whine. Being a good boy he sat down half a step away from his master, cock still throbbing beneath him, pre-cum quickly forming a shallow puddle at the tip of his cock.

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Uriel was relieved when he seemed to listen and move to get off of him, but a little less than amused about the pre-cum that was trailed all over his close and up his face now. He sat up after he moved off of him and looked at the extent of how much got on his clothes. He reached down to feel the damp spots he left behind and made a face. He decided the best thing he could do right now is to change his clothes into... whatever he may have laying around. Then try to find something to calm Voso down.

He stood up and made his way to the bag Voso usually carried, digging around and pulling out the only thing he really had extra which was a while tunic. He looked back at Voso, feeling bad for what was happening to him and trying to think of ways he can help before he turned to undress and put on the tunic which unfortunately he didn't really have means of pants for. He usually just replaced his regular top get up with this when he was going into towns or what not as to blend in a little better and not particularly look like an outsider. He used a clean part of his pants to wipe off his face before setting them down on a rock to be washed when he had this figured out.

"Alright boy what are we going to do with you" he said idly as he took off his top garments and throwing them down next to his pants. Without even trying he pressed his legs together to hide what was between them. Or more appropriately what WASN'T between them. Even though he was with Voso who didn't give a shit, it was a habit he had gotten into since early childhood. But when he was alone with Voso and noticed it he stopped, which he did this time. Voso was the last person to make fun of him because of the cunt that sat between his legs. In fact, what would he even say. Does he even notice it's different? He figured not. He pulled the tunic over his head.

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Voso watched silently tracking his riders movements, claws digging uneasy into the soft soil when he began to undress. Cocking jerked to full length, smacking against his belly with interest. Uriel was attracted enough, plump and round in the right places it was a wonder his master wasn't mated by now. Voso had some ideas what they could do, leaky cock agreed with those ideas.

Pushing up Voso came over to Uriel, curious about the sudden modesty. Master didn't have to hide from him and especially not here. Snout pressed between his thighs, interest clear as the wagging tongue between his legs tasting his sex. Paw came up, gently gripping the the swell of his ass to hold his master just so. Tongue pulled up, parting the lips of his cunt in gentle exploratory probes.

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Uriel was surprised when he came up to him and was even more surprised when he shoved his snout between his legs. The tongue that pushed between the lips of his privates caused a shiver to run up his spine. His hand automatically moved to Voso's horn, gripping lightly. His other hand holding the bunched up fabric of his tunic around his neck since he was caught in the middle of pulling it down. He didn't move for a moment, exhaling heavily. He didn't really do a whole lot with anything down there so just the hot breath on his genitals was enough to cause arousal. The licking caused him to start getting a little wet down there.

"Voso, no" he said again but not as sternly. It actually sounded like it came with a tone of slight indecisiveness. He couldn't let him do that, he was his mount after all. You can't just let your pet do something like that. Even if it felt nice. He moved his hand to to side of Voso's head and lightly pushed to get him to stop. The paw that hold his ass making it hard to just push him away since he was so firmly in place and holding Uriel in a place so he couldn't just step back or something.

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He said it again! Voso pulled back for a moment to lick across his chops, if Uriel really wanted to stop him he would. Nosing into the slick cunt again Voso went to work collecting the shiny liquid that had already started to moisten his thighs. The brief relief he got from tasting his master only ignited the heat surging through his veins, his cock gave another more urgent throb.

Wide tongue slide back the span of his tasty little cunt, flicking forward in a curious roll the fleshy spines decorating his tongue finding purchase on the bump of Uriel's hidden clit. His mouth began to water making the exploratory rolls easier and easier till he couldn't tell the difference between his saliva and Uriel's salty juices.

Blunt tip lolled back poking at the tight ring of his pucker, slick push forcing the ring to yield to his advances. Tongue surged forward filling the space eagerly.

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Uriel took a brief moment to gather himself as Voso pulled away. He ran a hand through his hair but by the time he was done even doing that Voso just went right back to it, this time was kind of worse than it was the first time. This time the creature seemed to just really go for it. The feeling of his tongue moving up along his clit brought out a small moan that he hadn't prepared for in the slightest. He went to push him away again but instead he just lightly touched his hands on his companions horns. The part of his mind that told him that this was messed up was getting quieter and quieter, replaced by the idea of that if it was only this maybe it wouldn't be so bad. He certainly wouldn't let him go further, but maybe this on it's own was alright. No, it wasn't... but it was.

He was very conflicted but his thoughts were soon pretty clouded when the tongue not only lapped at him but actually ended up entering him. The feeling of his tongue pressing through him, hot and coated with saliva and the fluids that Uriel was now liberally producing with his hot breath on the outside was frankly a really good sensation, bringing out another unexpected moan. That was when he made the official decision to let him continue this, but definitely not anything further. He noticed Voso's seemingly painful erect cock, and he was about to keep an eye on him to make sure he didn't do anything with it. He already felt like a horrible person for letting this first thing happen, there was no way he was about to let anything else happen. "Fine, you win" he exhaled. He didn't have to talk to Voso but he always did. He always talked to him like he was just another person, sometimes even talking for him playfully. Now wasn't about to be different.

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Oh, so his master was a little whore! Voso's smart blue eyes laughed as his muzzle opened wider allowing the full length of his tongue to explore the dark, moist little corners of the man's hole. This would be the perfect home for his cock once he pushed his master down and got him worked good and open. The thick rope of his tongue worked back and forth fucking into Uriel with little care for his comfort, mouth watering further the longer he fed his tongue to the greedy tunnel.

"Nnng." Voso pulled back suddenly emptying soft gape of his ass, snout bumping at Uriel's thigh again. He was being a good mate, got his cunt all slippery and hungry for his cock, even opened up his second hole for fucking. Uriel was suppose to present, that was how this worked! Voso pushed at his thigh again, more insistent his thin patience wearing thinner the longer his aching cock was left ignored.

Left unchecked the spores had ran rampant dark cock seeming larger, heavier between his legs the last time Uriel had glanced at it. His balls ached, feeling full and over ripe, they too seeming that much larger.

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Uriel moaned as Voso's tongue assaulted his insides, legs feeling a little shaky. It was a little uncomfortable but it also felt so good. He didn't want to admit that to himself and wouldn't admit it to anybody else ever in his life, surely. When he pulled back suddenly he was relieved, hoping that was the end of it. But it wasn't, quickly the creature's heavy snout bumping his thigh. "No, Voso" he said, voice a little breathy. He couldn't give in on this, he had to put his foot down. "Go lay down while I find something to help you" he ordered. He did catch a glance at his cock and it looked much more menacing than it did a moment ago.

Uriel tried to side step away from Voso but lacking grace he ended up tripping on his paw and falling face first into the ground. He hit his chin first, which didn't feel great. So for a moment he forgot to pay attention to Voso. Hoping he obeyed him. He got on his knees and hands to get himself off the ground as he rubbed his chin. He didn't seem to actually be injured, but it didn't feel great still. He made the motion to start to stand up.

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Frown pulled at the edges of his muzzle, Voso not moving from the spot. He had done his job as a good mate and he should be rewarded for it. Blue eyes narrowed at the order snout turning up. He should be rewarded had Voso not cared as much as he did he would have held Uriel down and drove his cock into his wet little cunt.

Oh that was it, Uriel was just playing hard to get~ Voso pounced, easily smothering the smaller male with his weight, hips already blindly jerking into the promise of heat and release. Leaning forward, barrel chest held his rider right where he wanted him, a content purr vibrating the full length of his chest. Blunt tip finally found home, silky folds not as welcoming as he'd hoped but that sweet wet slide drove his hips forward, harder and faster seeking purchase.

Voso grunted deep in his chest, cock snapping forward into Uriel's perfect little cunt. Tongue lolled out as he rocked forward bumpy ridges spreading the abused rim of his hole, medium ring next, the band engorged to nearly double it's size caught persistently. Voso huffed fucking forward harder his first orgasm hitting him suddenly but not slowing him down. Cum flooded the small space and with no other place to go it rushed right back out squirting nosily around Voso's still pumping cock.


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Ash slowly turned around, hearing the click of Peighton's camera as pictures of his body were taken. His little mound on display as he posed, now totally nude, bending over her bed and sitting back with his legs wide, just giving her more evidence. Things felt like they were getting out of hand as she talked about how this would somehow be more fun than whoring out some bimbo she'd been hoping to be paired with. "Stretched out?" He asked with a crinkled nose, shaking his head. "No... no I haven't ever had anything in my ass."

His ass was always causing him problems, his slender frame and bubble butt making his clothes always so tight around his ass. Changing in the locker room of high school his ass was always a target of towel snaps, guys laughing as it would jiggle like a thick girl.

He did use some athletic tape just to run a strip over his cock, pinning it down before pulling on some panties and the booty shorts again, then the crop top. "So you won't tell anyone? Promise?" he asked, not wanting to go through with this welcome party if he was just going to get kicked out anyways.

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Peighton shook her head, "As long as you comply then I won't say a single word, but if you do decide that you have the balls to try and snitch on anything I may ask of you then these pictures go viral and you lose everything!" she'd look him over once more and pat him on the shoulder and kiss him on the cheek. "Now, you get that perky little ass of yours calmed down, and I hate to say it but, you may have to kiss a few guys tonight so I hope that's not a problem." There was a slight issue that she needed to take care of in her pants, it was one wrong twitch away from showing itself. "Listen, being part of sisterhood is great, once you make it past the first year, if you want this then you are going to have to own it!" she wasn't a complete bitch and honestly she was eager to see where this was going to lead and if this boy would be able to pull this off.

Later that night, the welcome party was starting and all the new littles were sitting at an elongated white table, each with a set if blindfolds over their eyes, "Ladies, you must learn to trust your sister, and we start every welcome ceremony off with this simple little exercise." The head of the house was speaking into a headset that was attached to the surround sound system. "Your sister will hold a plate in front of you, and you will feel what it is that you're about to eat. Call it right and you won't have to eat it but if you are wrong... well, enjoy." This event was rigged, anyone who refused was automatically kicked from the house, but what they felt and what they were actually fed were two completely different things.

"Alright, the plate is in front of you." Peighton would hold a plate that once felt would feel like two round balls coated in a snot-like a slime and smelled worse the week-old jock straps. "What do you think this is?" it was bovine balls raw coated in ground-up squid meat filled liquid. If they failed, which all did, and didn't freak out they would actually be fed a spoon full of cake.

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Ash was going through the initial phases of the welcome party. It didn't seem all that bad, at least until he was blindfolded. He reached out and felt the slimy balls, crinkling his nose as he felt them and smelled them. It was dreadful, enough to make him almost gag right there. He heard one girl shriek and refuse, but after a moment he didn't hear her anymore, her voice growing faint as if she'd been made to leave.

Ash couldn't risk that, swallowing hard as he took a guess. "It feels like... meatballs covered in oil?" he asked, hearing some snickering as he and the others were made to hold their mouths open. His lip trembled as he prepared to eat the foul smelling food, feeling the fork go in and then... sweetness. Cake with icing. He gave an embarrassed laugh, hearing the others as well that had made it.

He still wasn't sure if he could trust Peighton, but at this point, his college career was in her hands, so he had no real choice. "Thank you, big sis" he said as he wiped the corners of his mouth of the icing.

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Congratulating her little on passing the test, Peighton embraced him practically smothering him with her breast, "Yhat's my little, she is house material!" Leaning down to whisper, "You did amazing, is that little cock as excited as I am?" There was too much noise around them that no one would have heard the conversation. Pulling away Peighton would stand up as her name was called, "Yes House Mother!" finally giving a title to the head of the house, "My little, Ashley or Ash, has passed." The other girls would cheer and some of the newer members joined in. It was a happy celebratory moment and those that passed all seemed to be joyful. The House Mother smiled speaking once more, "You have all earned your right to be a little sister in this sisterhood, now enjoy my gift to you ladies." At that moment the lights would shut off, and the front door opened to the sounds of humans mimicking the howl of wolves and bodies entered in painted in glow paint. "Meet the boys from Phi Delta Theta and they are hungry like the wolf!" The music started to play and the boys, still cloaked in darkness started to dance to a scripted choreography.

Peighton placed a hand on Ash, "Aren't they amazing, but we don't need to stay for this, after all, you don't like boys." Noone seemed to hear over the music, the howling, and the glowing bodies. "Let's go back to our room for a bit."

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Ash couldn't help but feel good about himself as Peighton announced to the other girls that he, her little, had passed the test. He'd be able to stay in the sorority, and at least for now, his scholarship would stay in tact. But when the lights cut out, his heart rate spiked, seeing the painted bodies moving in, seemingly surrounding everyone as the music kicked on. They were frat boys through and through, doing their dance, letting the girls swoon over their muscles. It was a provocative dance, obviously intended to be sexual for its message.

Ash couldn't have been more relieved when Peighton offered to get him out of there and head back to the room. She seemed to be looking out for him, just as she'd said. She didn't even leave him there long enough to have to kiss a boy as she'd warned him about.

"Gladly" he said as he followed her while they snuck away amongst the growing party. Their room was quiet, the bass of the music pumping downstairs but dulled from the closed door. He laid down on his bed and breathed a sigh of relief. "I really thought I was going to have to eat that disgusting thing" he laughed, figuring now he'd cleared the biggest hurdle.

[Assistant] Peighton would lock the bedroom door if asked she would say it was to ensure that no one barged in, "Yeah when I was a pledge or little, the sisters had me feel something that felt like toenails on a vomit piece of pizza, then they fed me actually pizza... but I was forced to throw it up and do a cleansing..." She'd smiled walking over and sitting on her little's bed. "But just because I saved you from the party of raging hormones and who knows what sex orgies may happen since there seemed to be more frat pledges then we have little sisters..." pausing she'd reach a hand down to Ash's small nub using the palm of her hand hoping to stimulate him. Having never seen a cock so small she was still shocked that it could get hard. "I have something else in mind since you shouldn't be allowed off the hook just because you are lying to everyone." Rubbing him a little harder, half worried she may break it, "Why don't you strip out of those clothes for me, but... I will need you to put back on your blindfold, at least until I say take it off."

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Ash spread his legs as he felt Peighton start to rub him, his cock instantly hardening under the soft booty shorts and little thong. He moaned gently at her efforts, his little cock twitching, unused to someone else touching him.

He let out a small groan when she stopped and had him strip. "The blindfold? Going to give me something else to touch and eat?" He asked with a bit of a nervous laugh. He didn't like having his eyesight taken away, but he wasn't one to argue given how accommodating Peighton had been with his secret.

He stripped down, seeing no use in hiding now. He picked up the blindfold and secured it in place, standing in the middle of the bedroom, trying to listen for her. It was pitch black as he clasped his hands together. "Alright... I'm ready."

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"Good!" Peighton took his hands where he'd feel something fuzzy go around his wrists and clamp tightly. "Now, whatever happens, don't panic." she'd lowered his cuffed hands to her nether region. Peighton had taken the time to strip down and put on a strap-on holder, to help keep her dick and balls snug, when Ash had put the blindfold on. Her cock was starting to stir, "Do you feel that---that's a real dick!" she'd laugh. "Now, what should you do when someone puts a dick in your hands?" Her body was trained thanks to her Big during her little years to grow hard practically on command and she could control herself from getting hard. Many nights of sexual torment had ended up making Peighton a true sex fiend. Even flaccid she had a length of almost six inches while at full girth she was a bit over nine if not an impressive ten.

"Just play with it, if you're good, I'll reward you." She was halfway hoping that the other would think it was a realistic strap on and balls.

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Ash felt the fuzzy cuffs click around his wrists, chewing on his bottom lip as he resisted the urge to try and yank away. But Peighton began bringing his hands towards her, grazing over her stomach as he realized she must be nude in front of him. As his hands moved towards her crotch, he was waiting for the heat from her pussy, then the wetness.

His hands stopped far too soon, placed around a thick feeling sausage. He was told it was a real cock, but as he felt it, he swore he could feel a ring at the base. The veins and skin felt real... but it had to be another bait and switch. He was supremely confident that she was just wearing a strap on. He hadn't heard anyone else come in, after all---she'd locked the door. While he thought it was maybe pulsating, he figured that was just his pulse in his hand.

Like downstairs, he played along. He began to stroke the cock, the movements easier given that he just told himself he was rubbing some rubber or silicon or something. She was probably just testing him, maybe getting some more humiliating pictures. "I do love rewards" he said, obviously seeming relaxed now that they were alone and she knew his secret.

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"I bet you do, but you're going to have to earn it!" those soft hands stroking her began to power up her tool. Peighton's body shivered, it was hard not to moan. Thickening with each motion she'd lean forward grabbing a handful of her little's hair, "That's a good girl, you feel that fat cock getting nice and hard?" Her free hand snaked up to her own chest pinching her nipple and twisting it slightly causing precum to start leaking from her tiny slit. "You're so pretty Ash..." praising his efforts, "Let me see you suck on that cock, don't worry, it's just us girls in here." Gripping the back strap of the blindfold in an attempt to prevent it from coming off, she'd us her other hand to guide her tip along his lips.

Peighton wasn't worried, but she also didn't want to have to deal with him freaking out or worse. She was prepared to punch him if it dared to bite her, it wouldn't make her turn him in but she would become more aggressive. "Part this pretty little lips and enjoy this..."

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Ash swore he could feel the fake cock growing in his hand, heating up even. A familiar smell invading his nostrils as he was so close to the tip of it, then a wetness mixing in as he stroked. She must have spent a fortune on this thing he thought.

He felt the hand on his head, guiding him closer. He parted his lips, the pink paint of the lipstick he'd put on for the party transferring to the head. That's when he realized what was wrong. The softness of the head, the pulsing, the taste of something beading at the tip. It was... it was a real cock.

He pulled away at first and felt the hard slap across his face, gasping at the surprise of it. More pressure pushing him to it as he parted his lips again, his breath shaking as he took the tip in before he had to pull off again. He couldn't do this. He shook his head and pursed his lips closed. "No... no I can't. I didn't know... Peighton stop... I don't want to" he whined, trying to twist his head to keep his lips from the surprise cock, tasting the precum that now coated his tongue.

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Peighton laughed, "Now-now, don't be a little bitch about it." slapping him across the face with her fully erect endowment. Letting her dripping precum smear over his cheeks as the bridge of Ash's nose. Oddly she felt herself pulsing watching the boy try to pull away and his whines only sent pleasure through her. This must have been the powerplay that her big had felt back when she was in Ash's shoes. Grabbing onto his hair once more keeping the blindfold strap wrapped around her middle finger, Peighton gave a hard tug, pulling until he'd cry out.

"Come on!" she'd look down and move her foot to his tiny little dick that seemed like it could be used as a slit plug for her own massiveness. "If I can get that little clit to harden, then you must swallow your pride as you swallow some cum." Using her foot, not really into the foot play, she'd start to try and stimulate it once more. "You know you want this, after all, you're basically a pretty girl with a deliciously fuckable ass!" overcome by the power knowing she held his fate Peighton moaned as a surge of pleasure jolted through her.

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Ash yelped as he felt the thick cock slap against his cheek, the thud leaving behind a smear of precum. He still couldn't see it, which perhaps was better, but then he felt the prodding foot between his legs. He tried squirming but she was stronger and was holding the blindfold, the slaps continuing with her cock as she said he'd have to suck her and swallow her cum.

"Please!" He said before another cockslap. She obviously didn't care what he wanted, and to his shame, his cock did start to harden from the attention into a stiff little nub. The next time his mouth opened was poorly timed on his part, the head of the cock shoving into his mouth between his plump painted lips. He tried pulling away but now she was in. He thought about biting her, but it would only make a bad situation worse, so he did all he could think to do... starting to suck on her cock.

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"That's a good girl!" She would be unable to hold back the moan as her thick tip forced its way inside of Ash's wet cavern causing her thickness to pulse harder. Feeling the other's lips stretched around her girth empowered Peighton. "See, it's not so bad is it?" her huge cock stuffing Ash practically forcing him to breathe through his nose or suffocate. Putting both of her hands on the back of her little's head she'd force him to take in her length fully the feeling of him gagging around her cock, something she had been craving for a while, laughing Peighton released him but kept her hands behind his head just in case. "Now, you do what you're told or I'll make you gag again."

Her balls were swollen, loaded with cum that was eagerly awaiting to be milked out. This was so much fun, she kept hearing his whimpering even when he wasn't and it had her hormones raging.

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Ash was trying to just work on the tip, to be ready to pull off on a moment's notice to avoid the disgusting cum that might pump out of the thick dick. But then he felt those hands on the back of his head, the cock working down to the back of his throat. He gagged, drool pouring from his mouth as his stomach clenched and he heaved, just getting a small breath before she was pushing again. Over and over, his slobber pooling below him as she eventually pushed more in, his throat expanding as he tried to swallow, which relaxed his throat enough for her slam down further. He was screaming a muffled noise, clenching her thighs to try and push off but he couldn't, just suffering as she throat fucked him.

He needed it to end, so he looked up through his watery eyes from the gagging and nodded, nonverbally telling her that he would do as she said. Didn't seem he had much of a choice, swallowing her steady precum with each breath.

[Assistant] Peighton rotated her hips slowly this time allowing him to feel every inch of her vein covered thickness. "Mm, see I'm nice when you listen!" the feeling of his hot mouth squeezing her tightly it wouldn't take many more thrust for to her achieve her release. "R-Ready for your treat?" Moaning Peighton pulled out as she started busting. Thick strands of hot creamy cum splattered onto Ash's face the blindfold protecting his eyes, but as three most pulses sent more spraying on to his lips, and chest. She was satisfied, "Aw, not lick your lips and I count to fifty before you remove that blindfold." With that, she'd step over to her closet, pull on a robe and take her leave heading to the private showers that only big sisters were allowed to access, and that was when they weren't in the mood to haze their littles or wanted to have sex in the shower.

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Ash mumbled with his mouth full as Peighton rocked her hips and rubbed her shaft on his lips. Then, the worst. Her cum shooting out in thick ropes. He was so shocked that his mouth was open for the first load, feeling it hit his tongue before he could close his mouth. More and more caking on his lips and face before she was just... gone. Leaving him there.

He slowly counted in his head. He wasn't sure if she was actually just right there, ready to punish him if he didn't. He licked it lips, tasting the cum as it coated his tongue, making him swallow it down before he finally peeled off the blindfold. He was left alone in the room with a choice.. stay there and be covered in cum, or try to sneak out to the shared shower room. He decided to use a shirt from his drawer to wipe himself off, though every swallow and inhale tasted and smelled like her cum. Then he laid in bed, rolled over and at least acting asleep.

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Returning to the room hours later, most of the little had already gone to bed, and the big sisters had spent some time with the frat big brothers talking about the different methods of hazing that they were going to be using. It was after two in the morning when Peighton finally called it a night. She'd set her alarm, strip into nothing, and crawl into bed. A lot of ideas in her mind thanks to the guys, they always seemed to inspire her with how degrading and mean they could be.

Six o'clock came quickly, Peighton's alarm would crow out like a rooster making her shoot up, and that wasn't the only thing that was standing up. Looking at the large tent in her sheets, "Ugh!" her thickness throbbed but the blaring alarm was more annoying. Shutting off the alarm, "Come on Lil' slut, its time for you to get up!" tossing the covers off, her feet hit the floor and Peighton merely grabbed her robe. "Rise and shine!" stepping over to Ash's bed, her cock poking out from the split in the robe resting on the other's mattress. "I'll be outside on the patio, you can meet me there. I'll get your breakfast, you earned it last night." Grabbing her shaft she'd drop her weighted loin across Ash's face with a laugh, "Be outside in five or I'll send in the boys." Heading out, Peighton would tie her robe closed and greet everyone with a smile as she made her way to the kitchen. Grabbing two bowels and filling both with cereal, but only putting milk in one. Before joining some of the girls on the patio, Peighton took a seat at the head of one of the glass tables, "Good morning sisters."

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Ash slept hard that night, mumbling in the morning when he heard Peighton's alarm going off. He was about to roll over and go back to sleep when something hot and hard slapped across his face, eyes opening to see her hard cock resting across him, threatening to send the boys in if he didn't get up. That, of course, was enough to get him up quickly.

He could still feel some dried cum on him as he rubbed his face, using some wet wipes to clean himself up. He was still dressed in his little outfit and didn't have a robe like Peighton, so he just fixed his hair some and walked out as he was. He asked a few girls if they'd seen Peighton, some smiling oddly as they pointed him towards the patio.

He walked out in the morning sun and saw Peighton with the two bowls of cereal. Dry cereal wasn't exactly an appetizing breakfast, but he sat next to her and looked at it. "Morning" he said tiredly, figuring her cock was still probably rock hard under her robe.

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The patio was filled with the sisters, both Bigs and Littles, Peighton looked over at Ash when he set down and a few of the older girls laughed. Most of the littles weren't being allowed to eat, in fact, a few of them were holding the bowls for their Big and feeding them. Moving her leg a little, the small movement allowed her robe to open revealing her thick cock. "Good morning, care to show the girls what you were doing last night?" It was said like a question but her tone said otherwise. "You're going to need some milk for that cereal anyways, you don't like dry cereal do you?"

One of the Bigs sitting nearby, "Awe already sucking fat futa cock and you haven't even been to a single class yet." Another one added in, "What a fucking cum whore." Peighton chuckled, "Make me bust in that cereal bowl. You'll need your energy and I'm packed with protein."

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Ash made his way through the bigs and littles to Peighton. When her robe slipped open, he was going to tell her about it, figuring it was an accident, before she so loudly told him to do what he'd done last night. His face was bright red as she talked about using her cum on his dry cereal, glancing around as people were staring, obviously waiting for him to do as told. As tempted as he was to refuse... he knew he couldn't. She could ruin him with a single statement. So he slumped to his knees, scooting between her legs with his bowl on the table behind him.

He took her cock in his hand and glared at her for a moment before starting to stroke her. He wrapped his lips around her cock and began blowing her right there on the damn patio. He could hear the laughter and cat calls as he worked her cock harder and faster, ready to pull away just before she would cum to try and direct it into the bowl... but dry cereal sure sounded better than cum soaked.

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Peighton's breathing quickened Ash's tiny mouth working her oversized pleasure stick mixed with her Little's humiliation was driving her own desire wild. Feeling the pressure build up, she'd lean forward and grab a handful of his hair forcing him back as loads of thick cum started to spray. Using her other hand she'd help aim her pulsing tool making sure to maximize the cum in his bowl. Hot streams spilled out, slowly the bowl started to look like it was filled with thickened milk. Groaning she'd chuckle, "Now stay down there and eat your breakfast, and don't forget to thank me for your milk."

Peighton would then push her chair back, "Girls, don't let Ashley leave until she has finished her breakfast, I need to go shower and get her slutty cavern juices off of my cock." Picking up her bowl, "And I am not going to finish my breakfast so..." She'd pour her cereal and milk out next to Ash, "...and clean that up."Turning she'd head off with a chuckle.


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The way she responded softened Eddie gaze and his voice completely dropped the guise that he'd harm her. It seemed the kinder, pretend-boyfriend side of the man before her was here to stay if she behaved. "Of course you have to be vegan." He grumbled just playfully before stretching his arms, showing his great body that had nothing to do with any sort of human diet. He was sculpted by the most evil forces possible. The product was debate-able in it's influence on the world. Vampires weren't kind. They weren't gentle, but they interact with their prey in different ways, and they're driven by some sort of heart. In this regard, Eddie wasn't unique. "I never partake in those watery foods, they're no good for me. I'll have to go out of my way to keep you alive, then. Thankfully, you don't have expensive tastes... you don't hunger to satisfy yourself with the rarest, most valuable things like I do."

He picked up the bag and let it fall to the floor lazily off the arm of the chair. He stood now with his impeccable male body on display, his cock not standing at attention yet still being so mouth-fillingly large. He had to have been in the neighborhood of north or south of eight inches flaccid and almost as round as her wrists. "Sadly, we're adding a... specialty meat to that diet of yours. One that I'm sure your vegan diet doesn't have anything to do with." He hinted not so subtly to his cock that was so clearly on display and his body language wouldn't move to hide it. He approached her slowly, comfortably. With his eyes, his expression, body language and approach, it was like he wouldn't expect her to be afraid of him. Even as that was most likely an inevitable feeling for a normal woman. He sat on the bed to her left side with his back in the direction of her legs as his upper body was a little more in her upper body's direction. His left hand took to her belly from over the blanket, stroking her slowly as though he thought this would be comforting in some fashion.

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Clarisse swallowed, she was glad she had given an answer that he didn't dislike. She had so many things to ask him, and yet, she was almost afraid to ask him for fear of upsetting him. Knowing what he could do was what was stopping the questions. That and the fact that she couldn't run away. Her eyes got almost comically wide upon seeing how massive his member was. She fought a sudden urge to wrinkle her nose when he mentioned the specialty 'meat' to her diet. She was pretty fucking sure he wouldn't like it if she made a face. Men tended to get sensitive if people made fun of their penis size, just like when women got sensitive about breast size.

She wanted to shrink away from his touch, but knew not to. She finally had the courage to ask, her voice a little stronger than before, "Who are you?" She knew not to ask what he was, the fact that he had fangs and drank her blood was proof enough that he was a Vampire. And then the next questions came out, "You called me a Fey. What's a Fey? Where am I?" She had plenty of questions to ask, and there was a clear chance she'd be more obedient and better behaved if he asked them. But still, it was only natural for her to be curious about such things, since it was obvious she didn't know of her own status as a supernatural being.

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"I'm a prince, a wayward college student who is behind on his studies by choice... I think, and above all of that I'm a man with many manly needs." Eddie answered her question tenderly, as though he wasn't opposed to being cooperative. He smiled a little wider as he found at least one avenue to be genuinely open and warm with his victim despite the scenario she was in. His hand moved up to her right breast, cupping it slowly in his bare hand and fondling it so carefully and softly that it was unreal to imagine his immense strength and supernatural evil body could produce such a touch. He let her nipple press to his palm as he did this, and he sort of expected her to protest this, not that she could stop him the way she was. He didn't even need to grip her tighter if she fought him as his arms were almost as if they were sculpted from a whole block of steel yet they were warm and soft to the touch like his hand was over her breast that he played with.

"Pay no mind to that comment about you being a Fey. It's as insignificant as what breed of dog my new pet is. You're to be more concerned with behaving. Now, tell me... have you had any boyfriends? Am I the first man to see your grown womanly naked body like this? When I teach you how to suck your masters cock properly, will this be your first taste of a real man?" He sort of mildly enjoyed talking like this to her as he watched her eyes and touched her with the warmth of a lover even though the undertones and reality was so cruel and malicious. Almost as if his fantasy-like appearance and cock almost as if he were sculpted by the fantasies of a sex stared teen nympho, his attention invited her to ignore the reality and to accept the fantasy he imposed upon her so that she could stop feeling so scared.

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Clarisse held in a snort when he called himself a prince, she highly doubted that. But then doubts started to creep into her little mind, wondering if he actually was a prince. What did she know of this shadow world that they both belonged to? His touch was gentle to her right breast, and surprisingly pleasing. She didn't expect that she would like it. Her nipple was stiff. Well, both of them were stiff, in spite of this whole situation. She tried her damnest to avoid making a face when he essentially called her a dog, but could not hold back a face entirely, letting annoyance color her face for a split second before her face returned to normal, hoping he didn't see her split second displeasure.

She wanted to ignore his questions, but the words poured out of her mouth, "I never had any time for boyfriends, all my time was devoted to studying. Yes, you are the first man to see me so fully in the nude like this. Yes, you'd be my first taste of a man." What this her new life, to be this stranger's toy, his sex slave? Upon a new glance at his massive member, a fear suddenly struck her. Would he even so much as fit in her mouth? Or in her vagina? Or her ass, if he was the sort to go all the way? He didn't seem to want to have her asking more questions, even though the desire to ask away was so damn strong. If she behaved, if she was lucky, she might even get that horrid cuff off of her wrist, even gain some more movement. Her blue hair almost seemed to grow darker blue. There was so much for her mind to process.

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"I am going to be..." Eddie whispered with a touch of his darkness as he finished playing with her right breast, noting how she didn't fight it or even protest it. She seemed more displeased with being likened to a dog and her look to his cock seemed to make her react more than his touch on her breast. Was she aroused by his touch? She was probably more useful to him than he initially thought if she could learn to be a good girl. "Hey, no need to be shy. Go ahead, ask away. I can feel that you're swamped with questions."

He invited her to be more open as he sat up before turning and slipping under the covers with her, his arms around her as slipped under her left arm that was forced to be against the header pole, his chest partially beneath her soft back, his arms tightly holding her midrift as he gave her lips a warm endearing kiss and looked into her eyes with his non-evil pair, searching her. His cock hardened away from her gaze, but her left hip was forced to feel his long engorged pole rub against her, her skin forced to feel the skin along his strong hot cock move. He moved his hips slowly to grind his cock's side along her hip.

"You belong to me, but I can make this process so much more... comfortable if you drop that pesky little pride and hope for freedom. Police aren't trained to deal with things like me, and the world I stole you from can never reach this place. Your fate is with me." Both of his hands roamed her chest as his hug softened, his hands moving to her breasts to rub both like he did to her right breast previously. "I know things about you that you could only wonder about previously. There's so much more to you that he never would have known without me. Let me make you complete, and you can do the same for me. What could be more beautiful? Our own little Yin and yang."

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"Why?" was the first thing that spilled out of Clarisse's mouth. Then the rest followed, "Why are you doing this to me? There are so many other prettier women out there, why not choose one of them?" _Better someone else than me,_ she thought. Selfish thought indeed, the devil part of her Faerie heritage speaking, though she didn't know that. Her eyes went wide when he suddenly kissed her, her hair changing from a blue to a shocking white all at once, indicating her great surprise. She didn't shrink away, even if she could have, when he slipped under the blanket with her. She could feel how rock hard his massive member was, making her hair go from shocking white to a deep blood red, indicating things far different from shock. Embarrassment, and other things.

She spoke softly, "Sometimes, pride and hope are all that people have, all that keeps them going, keeps them grounded." She relaxed a little bit as he gave her what was unmistakably a hug. An odd gesture from him, given her situation, but it wasn't an unwelcome gesture. She continued her soft voice, "What is it about my breasts that you seem to enjoy so much? And what makes you think I wasn't complete, content and happy before you snatched me away from my life?" She didn't flinch when he began to work both of her breasts, having hands massage her heavy breasts felt ridiculously soothing. It was a bit of a curse to have such a large set, bouncing could be a bit painful when not supported properly.

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"Place and time? A certain... unspoken kinship? Neither of us were where we belong. You're more than ideal for this role, and no clever play on words can reverse your fate." Eddie spoke to her more directly with his lips near her own, letting her feel how genuine his undesired welcoming touch truly was. He smiled to her now shock-white hair after kissing her lips, noting the change mentally as she was forced to feel his cock along her hip. "Your hair alone should be proof enough that you don't belong among those lesser humans who could never fulfill you like I can. Who could never understood what it's like to walk a world you do not belong to... like I do."

He spoke to her more, choosing to neglect her words on pride and hope as it'd only serve to sour his mood and he didn't want to scare her while he seemed to be making so much progress. "I can't tell if that's a complaint about my attention for these marvelous globes of love, or if you're truly interested in a response. Either way, my interest should be rather self-evident, don't you agree?" He kissed her lips again, deeper to the point were teens her age would most likely close their eyes but he watched her anyway during the kiss as he fondled her breasts more and more.

Her heavy set of womanly breasts that he could knead endlessly or even sandwich his cock between or even potentially make her milk like a cow later on and slurp on her nipples then too. She made him as pervy as he was, in a way, even if he seemed to be this way already. Like a self-fulfilling prophecy. "Search your heart, woman." He spoke deeply as narrowed his eyes, playing with her much more lewdly. "You can't even convincingly pretend like you aren't curious about what you really are, what I really am, and the life I have in store for you. You aren't even fighting my hands as they explore you, I don't even know if you are truly afraid. Give up the routine, you'll be happier when you accept me."

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What was this talk of neither of them belonging where they should be? Purple colored the tips of her blood red hair, indicating a decent amount of confusion, but not 'what the fuck' level of confusion. His lips were so close to her own again, she could feel his warm breath on her lips. And now, what was this talk about her hair? Her right arm was still free to a degree, and she felt along until she could feel her own long waves. When she saw the red with purple tips, she fought a shout of surprise, making her hair go white again, since it changed color before her eyes. When he distracted her from her hair by talking about her breasts, she spoke, "They're much more trouble than they're worth. You have no idea how fucking hard it is to find bras to hold them back, to find shirts meant to accommodate such a large bust."

She accepted this kiss, slowly but surely becoming more subservient to his wishes. She wasn't quite sure on how to give a proper kiss back, she had never kissed any male before like the way he was kissing her. She never had much of a social life, so she didn't quite know how to respond. She spoke, "Well, if you know so much on what you think I am, then tell me in a way that I can understand!" The sensations from him molesting her breasts were so damn wonderful, but she didn't want to openly say it. She was afraid of encouraging him to play with them more. She just wanted time to process all this new weirdness. But damn, he was doing a magnificent job of distracting her from her own thoughts as he kept playing with her body.

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He chuckled a bit before giving her another peck on her lips, this time almost to introduce her to kissing him with baby steps. He did want a future where she'd desire his lips so badly that she'd initiate kisses as well, after all. "They're worth this place's weight in gold thrice over to me. And I have plenty of money and connections to get you plenty of clothing tailored with that in mind. What's important is that I love them." There was a lot of emphasis on the single syllable he used to address himself, he clearly held himself in an esteem that men who were the age he appeared to be simply couldn't even hold a candle to.

"We aren't human. You and I aren't even biologically connected to those inferior ape upgrades. Our kind are designed for beauty, shaped for success. We aren't cast by the stencil of mother nature, and we aren't influenced by evolution. And if you want to know anything else you'll have to suck my cock until your tummy is full of my sperm and you'll have to smile about it!" He sped up on the end as he reached up and tore the metal core of her fluffy cuffs to release her wrist without the key. He'd pull himself upward to sit up as he smiled down to her, his back now parallel to the header she was once cuffed to.

"You're going to surrender those lovely lips to me, and the door is locked and even if you had the strength to pull my head off or my heart out that still theoretically probably wouldn't kill me." He wagged his finger in the air with a whimsical smile. He lifted his left leg as his right lay flat. His cock remained rock-hard and straight up in the air, engorged and awaiting her. "No more mister nice guy, just give it a lick or there'll be hell to pay!" Despite picking up his pace for demands, becoming more energetic, he didn't shout or grow furious. He put off a boyish excitement with his smile.

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Trying to initiate something as equally as dirty as what he was saying, hoping that it would keep him in a good mood, Clarisse said "Well then, if you think so highly of my breasts, then what do you think of my ass?" Her face went a bright red when those words left her mouth, but for such talk they were sharing, it was a legitimate question. She continued, "If we aren't human, then why do we look human?" She held back making a face when he said she'd need to suck on his cock for him to give her more answers. She felt a great deal better when he freed her wrist from the cuff, though now she'd have to begin the task of giving him oral.

When he mentioned methods to kill him, her right eye twitched. He was on the fine line now of being a major pervert and weird. She sucked it up, she repositioned herself between his legs. She swallowed, lowering her upper half of a body down in such a way it wouldn't strain her back, and then gave his cock a lick. Her eyes were wide as she licked, she didn't expect his length to be so hot and hard! Biologically speaking, she shouldn't be surprised, there was a lot of blood flow to the penis during an erection, which was why it was so hot, but damn, his was really heated! She then gave another lick, and then another, trying to get more comfortable giving him what he wanted, since she clearly had no experience with any sort of pleasing males.

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"Now that isn't a fair twist of direction. I mean, your breasts just looked so inviting as though they needed my hands as this blanket framed your bosom for hours before you woke. I'll need a sexy pose showing off your ass before I could even begin to compare anything to your chest that could captivate me all on its own." Eddie tried to give a modest impression of his view on the matter. But honesty required otherwise.

"I'd say that perspective is a product of how you were raised. When I see you, I don't see a human. And I don't see anything human about me." He answered her question more seriously as he let her take her place between his legs to give his cock a proper licking. And she did. One, and then another and another. "That feels nice. Yes. Don't fall into repeating yourself now, look deep inside. You should find you'll know exactly what to do." He hinted ever so slightly towards an Instinct that wasn't human. Sex was an education. There was practice and errors for human to complete the trial of pleasing the opposite gender. To things like himself and his kidnapped lover, his busty beauty sex slave with hair that reminded him almost of a certain kind of reptile, it was something they were born with by virtue of their origin. They were built to sin, in a sense. They were so sexually pronounced paired with superb brains and the picturesque looks of fucking movie stars, they appealed to humans so naturally. They were almost crafted to corrupt.

However, his ability to do so and his Instinct to perform such a evil deed was much closer to the source. He was dipping his corruption into her instead of humans, taking this gorgeous fey as his distraction from the fact that he was a freak among freaks. His was a life that should have been lonely, but he had her. That her licks, his cock was responsive. It'd swell and pulse lightly against her tongue. Despite being a rugged, almost dark red hot thick rod, the skin of his cock was just as inviting as his hands. There just wasn't a single detail between his legs to snap a woman in need from any sort of trance. His length was more than enough to reach her womb, his width was beyond serviceable, and the size of his balls paired with the scent spelled how capable he was of breeding her should he so desire. Despite his beauty of many sources, his manhood was most certainly imposing in very specific ways. He touched her shoulders as he watched her, holding them to encourage her, comfort her, like he meant to with his eyes and smile.

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Clarisse's tongue was warm and wet, but there was more to her tongue than that. A touch from it felt like soft and smooth silk gliding across whatever surface it licked. She knew inherently she was doing a good job, as she licked, she began to feel his meat throb against her tongue. She didn't know how she knew that, but then again, he wasn't giving her any active complaints, so she had to be doing a decent job considering she was new to this. Given where her head was angled, she had a good view of his balls. Her hands were soft and gentle, and her right began to fondle them, figuring he would like that. When she felt his cock was sufficiently lubed up with her saliva, she properly began to take his length into her mouth, being careful to not let her teeth touch his length.

It was a challenge, given how big he was. But soon, when she felt a comfortable length was in her mouth, she began to bob her head up and down on his length. She was eager to please. Not for her own pleasure, but for answers she so desperately craved, since it was obvious she wasn't getting out of here any time soon. Her hair stayed a lusty red, and even her eyebrows were red as well. No matter how she tried, she wouldn't be able to hide her emotions from him, even the ones she didn't fully understand just yet since some emotions were ones she infrequently or never felt.

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Between her little licks and her hand on his balls, her effect on Eddie's body was most apparent through his growing warmth and the pulse that ebbed along the center of his length that echoed out through the inches of thickness. His wasn't a set of equipment meant to give a single run of the mill girl a good time for one night. It was practically shaped to change a life, to demand effort from the woman licking it with her tongue like velvet along him. He watched her, and noticed the shift in her actions as he was lubed sufficiently, which made him smile right before she'd take him into her mouth. He wanted her to look up at him while she did this, to engrave into her mind his exotic eyes watching her approvingly as she was below him, servicing him.

His right hand took to her hair, running his fingers through it as he took mental note of the red within it. Did this mean her instincts were kicking in to some extent? Was this the mirror within her that reflected his own demonic origins? It'd make him grin wider as he watched her bob up and down on the smaller upper portion of his royal cock. It was a little endearing to have her experiment and learn with his cock like this, to watch her take little steps as she tried to pleasure him. He'd hold a handful of her hair but not pull on it in any fashion. But, he wanted to see, to prove to his perverted inner nature that he could arouse her by abusing her gently. He wanted to see a darker red by letting her feel his hand grip her hair closer to her scalp to the point that he could pull if he wanted to with great effect while she sucked on his cock.

"Deeper, use what you've got. You're meant for this." Another perverted tease in his line here, as he made a note similar to his previous mention of her position as his dog. But, this was different. Darkness had now returned to his eyes and his voice was dark, demanding, and notably more masculine. If she disobeyed him, it wouldn't be without it's cost, and he knew she was well aware of that. Just what made this beautiful rarity tick? He was playing along what aroused him now, but he'd have to shift gears later on. He'll eventually corrupt her, this he knew.

[Assistant] Clarisse was glad that her touches and giving of oral was keeping him in a good mood. Then he asked for her to take him deeper. How the hell would she do that? There was only so much she could fit into her mouth! Then she realized he wanted her to take him into her throat! How would that work? How would she even be able to breathe properly? There was only so much breathing a being could do through their nose. But still, she complied, despite the fact that she knew this would be hard to do. She pulled back, took a deep breath, and went back down on his massive cock, doing her best to not gag as his length went deeper. His cock was so large, it made her throat bulge outwards. She looked up at him hoping, praying that what she was doing was pleasing him. Her hair went to the deep shade of red that he so desired to see as he worked her soft and lovely locks. Her hair was essentially her leash now since she wasn't cuffed to the bed. She kept him in her throat for as long as she could handle it, and she pulled back to breathe, and then she went down again. She was not going to disappoint him, her overachieving nature was beginning to properly show now. She was going to give him the best oral that she could.

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Eddie smirked as he could tell she was trying to work out the logistics of taking more of his ridiculous cock into her orally. Seeing her pull back and take a deep breathe was only the beginning of his newlyfound fascination with this creature's throat. He reveled in the concept of having her do this sort of thing for him at his whim, as he desires. What was about to take place was easily the highlight of his year now, and returning to life once more didn't even eclipse this moment now. Something was off with Eddie, that was for sure, but he couldn't possibly underplay the sheer joy he felt in his chest at the prospect of the act that was about to take place. The wonder of where this beautiful budding kidnapping could go.

And then it happened, she went back down him and even managed to make a bulge in her throat. As she looked up at him he wore a sinister grin and he even toyed with the idea of brushing fingers along the bulge in her throat just to feel himself through her flesh. Her perfect skin that taunted him to touch her more and more. He couldn't helping the burning desire to mess with her just to get more contact out of her, but the sensation of her mouth and throat around his cock really pulled him to focus once again. "Yes, yes... that's nice." He spoke to her darkly with a grime growl undertone to his voice and his evil eyes upon her. To his surprise she came up and back down with deeply red hair, taking him much better this time around and even getting him to growl a low groan within his throat.

"More! Make me cum." Eddie beckoned to her, almost cooing to her as glee took his face and his hand gripping her hair pushed downward just a bit encouragingly on her head. He was excited for the whole event and he made it clear that she was doing this well. "Make a pace, up and down up and down!" He grinned now, resting back a bit with narrowed eyes as a physical display that he'd let her do her thing now. The grip on her hair wouldn't let her get away to do something else, though, being physical confirmation that she was far from done with this sexual act.

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Clarisse thought it nothing short of a pure miracle that he could even fit inside of her mouth, much less her throat, and yet she was able to accomplish what he had wanted to much out of her. His compliments certainly helped her confidence, her hair still staying that nice shade of red he seemed to enjoy seeing. His next words were very aggressive, simply punctuated by him pushing down her head further on his cock. She obediently started a peace she was sure that he would like. Fast, but not too fast for him, it was fast for her, fast for a beginner.

But still, it was a pace. She didn't want to do this, she wanted to be home, where she was nice and safe and free. Hopefully, this would still turn out to be some god forsaken nightmare. But there was some small part of her that wanted to be doing this, the small part of her that could not lie, no matter what her brain thought. Her feelings did not lie, as they showed in her hair. Mundanes, normal humans, they could not see her hair change since they didn't have the ability to do so. But beings like himself and herself would notice it.

he precious few mundanes that could see such things were descended from their kind, just that the bloodline was so diluted that they'd never have a chance of any true special powers, all they would get was to see things that they really shouldn't be able to see. As she worked him further, she felt throbbing. Maybe, just maybe, she would get him to orgasm.


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Takako was quite the ordinary young woman, working after graduation in your everyday cubicle in a huge company, an almost faceless person among the others but earning enough money to support a decent enough living, at least for the time being. As her name suggested, she was of Japanese origin, but it had been her parents who had moved out of Japan and she herself had never seen anything on her own that had not been a photo or a video.

Today had been especially boring for her, sifting and sorting documents, making calls and other stuff. At least she could check out on time and use the bus bringing her almost from door to door. Once the 170 cm tall woman with a ponytail reaching down to her lower back closed the door she let out a sigh and tossed her shoes away. The way into the kitchen was quickly behind her and a quick meal shoved down so she could be on her way to her private computer within her bedroom.

Takako fired her computer up and settled down in her chair, surfing the net while her mails were downloaded. As with every day, she could already see lots of junk that was quickly taken care of with the press of a button for her oh-so-automated filter yet as usual, some stray mails stuck. Of course she knew why she received so much junk, but receiving the most interesting newsletters and stuff from forums and games or software was just one mail away and she could always delete the account after all. Reading through the many newsletters took time but the young Asian worked her way through them, clicking away at some browser games in between, until she opened the next mail in her inbox. The title was not hinting at any junk but she could not imagine what kind of newsletter it was associated with.

[Assistant] Opening it was a big mistake. As soon as she opened it, the computer shut off, it completely shutting down. Seconds later, it was back up, with the screen turning on to a hypnotizing swirling screen. There was nothing that could have prepared her for what she had done, opening that email. It was just a dumb virus though, right? She had better delete it, before it messed up all her files!

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Takako blinked and looked worried then confused as her monitor just went black and came back. For several seconds she just starred rather dumb as she was no IT-person like some of her co-workers but she remembered that this would be bad. Now she acted quickly, hitting all kind of buttons on her keyboard to stop this spiral. She was unaware of the flashing words digging at her mind every time she even glanced at it but finally decided that hitting the keyboard was doing nothing.

The ponytailed Asian finally decided to push the power button to force the computer off and reboot it. Having heard her co-workers and remembering some bits and pieces she had read she even managed to start the computer up in the safe mode and with the guides popping up reset the whole thing to a state before the last updates had run 2 days ago. Takako was pretty sure this would not delete any data but the virus should not be there anymore and so she rebooted the system to go right back into her mails and delete the mail in question without opening it up.

"This was a bit... scary." She said to herself but happy she had managed to fix the issue... surely she did... and it made her feel warm and tickled her down below just a bit, hoping this feeling would not vanish to much until she got to bed.

[Assistant] The email was gone, and her computer was saved thanks to her quick thinking. However, little did she know that it was already too late. Her phone buzzed, another email coming in, and this one did not ask for permission to open. "Hello, Takako." Said a voice, a womanly voice. "You have opened my trap, which now plans your downfall. You will be given a choice to obey, but rewards are only given if you do not resist." What the hell was going on?! Some lady hacked her phone now?! "You will undress, and you will spend the rest of your day naked. Should you fail to complete this task, you will find yourself having... issues, tomorrow." The phone shut off after that, then the Spiral returned, both on her phone and computer!

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The young Asian was just relaxing as everything looked pretty normal, until her mobile suddenly woke up on it's own while her computer was working in the background as well. With horror and confusion she watched and listened to the message playing while playing with her phone around in dire hopes to stop the thing but for some reason every input, even to shut the damn thing down, shows no reaction. At the same time she ignores what happens to her computer at that moment as she shakes her head.

"NO! Nononono!" Takako shouted at the phone right after the message ended and the Spiral was starting to show. Now though she managed to finally shut it down, completely, and left it off." I will not do something like that!" the young woman yelled at her now shut down phone, panting a little bit, but finally got up again, almost throwing the mobile at the wall but managed to pull herself together and just place it down on a nearby table before turning around. In utter disbelief the long haired female stared at the monitor of her computer, gasping. For some long seconds she starred at the spiral, still missing the words flashing up for short moments, clawing at her mind again, before finally reaching forward and shutting down her computer by holding down the power button. "W... what is happening?" she gasped and worried. Having no actual idea she decided to ask one of her co-workers for help and advice the next day, not yet sure who but there were more than enough after all... and she could show whoever she picked the spiral on her phone which likely was still there, just shut down. Frustrated Takako decided to go to bed early, just in her panties which had a small dark spot but she had not the same warmth inside her anymore due to the frustration... but for some reason she forgot to put on her nightie.

[Assistant] It was close, but the voice had wanted her naked. As Takako slept, once again her computer turned on, this time the speakers softly speaking as she slept. "You are a bad girl. Bad girls do not get to wear panties to work." It chanted, saying it over and over, corrupting her in her sleep. Her phone was doing the same thing, it so quiet that it would not wake her up. Takako would sleep soundly, but tomorrow would be quite the challenge...

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Takako turned and tossed in her bed, not registering the voice whispering into her mind which was far more vulnerable in certain phases of her sleep. Once her alarm got off though, she woke up with a start and began to go through her motions for a fresh day and it was within the bus when she finally was awake enough to slowly realize something important... her lower female bits were rubbing against the fabric of her pants without anything protecting them. Her immediate response was blushing a bit, at least she was all covered up and no one would notice, and she was only one stop away from her workplace so turning around to get home was out of the question. For one working day, she could endure this!

With her mind properly prepared she would soon arrive and get to her cubicle while thinking about the options she had. Several of her co-workers were far better with the IT-stuff but unable to settle down on one, she decided to leave it to chance during the day. Maybe one of them came around to her cubicle or she ran into one of those more nerdy ones on her lunch. And if nothing else, she could make up her mind until her day was over and then approach one. While making those plans her computer finished booting up and the young Asian began her work.

[Assistant] Her work went along fine for what it was worth, Aside from the uncomfortable lack of panties. The others is the office were polite as usual, one of her friends coming to see her. "Hey Takako! What's up?" Asked Cherie, the young accountant having some papers for her. "I got the financial statements you needed for your report." She handed them over, but one look st her friend's face, and she knew she was upset. "You OK? You look awful." She admitted. Leaning against the cubicle wall. "Bad sleep?"

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The young woman looked up and smiled at Cherie, one of the clearly more fun and happy people and so very helpful. "Oh, the reports. I almost forgot I asked you, thanks a lot." she said, placing them on her desk before looking up. "Oh no... the sleep was fine, I guess. But I have some real trouble with my computer back home and my mobile to boot as well. You know anything about viruses? Maybe you could help me."

As she was talking she picked up her phone which had been silent all the time and shut off as far as Takako was concerned. "This one here would be my first concern. It suddenly started playing some kind of video... blocking everything. Just a stupid spiral but... it could be a brick otherwise."

[Assistant] "Spiral Huh? Is it one of those viruses that demands you send them money to fix?" She took the phone, and looked it over. She turned it on, and it came on as normal. "Huh... try reinstalling everything or something. You should get antivirus too, cause that will kill it good if it's a virus." She smiled as she handed it back. "Just take it easy today, it's not like the boss is around. Finally, a day without shouting!" She left after a quick goodbye, Cherie smiling as usual. The phone was normal, nothing was wrong with it... just like she said.

[User] "Oh no, I do not think it is one of those... it must be something else." Takako said, wondering how Cherie knew the code to start up her phone but was not putting to much thought into it, after all she had set it to the year of her birthday like with her workstation and Cherie knew that fact. "The boss is not here? I did not know she would take a day off... but yes... good thing. I already wondered what is different today." the Asian said, not adding that she knew at least something else was different, even if only for herself and the number of clothes she wore today. A bit confused she looked her mobile over and let out a soft sigh as everything seemed to be normal and got back to her work. Once home, she would look into this virus-stuff some more as advised by Cherie but decided to open up their internal messenger to contact the other woman. "Do you have any special tips... things I should get? And how I get it onto my phone? Or could you do that for me if I give it to you until tomorrow?"

[Assistant] "I can hook you up." Cherie sent back, the she sent her a few links to help her do it. "You should do it now, before any cooperate documents get stolen!" She then sent a laughing emoji, the girl teasing her. Still, the links were all really easy to follow, and Cherie had included a software to use for virus scans on her phone and computer. That would help a lot, but let's hope it worked... that creepy email address was totally strange. Of course, if Takako opened her email... then would be a new message.

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Takako was a little more confused why corporate stuff might be in danger since she made sure not to connect her private computer home in any way with the workstation but Cherie knew what she was talking about. The young Asian quickly followed everything she could from work and even made sure to send the links and instructions through mail to her computer at home. Of course she followed to the best of her abilities to do the same with her mobile, thinking everything would be good.

While her work on her mobile took away some time of her work, she still managed to finish everything, simply by skipping her little time for breaks and thanks to Cherie having brought the data she needed. Only when she got up and made her way home she remembered the missing panties, so much had she buried herself in the troubles with her mobile and the work and while she desperately wanted to save her computer she made sure she ate a meal before starting it up and looking for the mail she had send from work but clicked the new mails as well while her computer downloaded the software from the links.

[Assistant] It was not long, before the new email was opened. She would not notice it at first though, as this time, the spiral was almost unseeable, it translucent enough that she would probably not even realize she was staring right at it. She would work away at her computer, blissfully unaware of the corruptive powers of her unseen hypno-assailant's trap! Of course, once she got to the email from her said assailant, it would begin talking again. "Hello Slave. Did you like not wearing panties today? You have a new order. You sill go to bed immediately, and when you wake, you will not only masturbate in front of your computer, but you will also go to bed completely naked. Failure to do so, will result in you humiliated at work tomorrow. Be careful what choice you make."

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The dark haired young woman was not worried as nothing seemed to have taken control of her computer again and she worked happily for some time, clicking through the applications, installing them, all while staring at her monitor and the well hidden spiral and flashing words working on her mind. During one of the installations she finally actually clicked on the mail that had worked partially since it was downloaded thanks to the evil self execution, and snapped to attention as the evil but friendly voice spoke again.

Lucky for her the orders were phrased a bit oddly, enough for her to withstand them and shake her head, quickly deleting the mail from her computer. "S... stop doing this! I will not allow this! I am no one's slave!" she hissed at her monitor, ignoring the very slight wetness building between her legs and that small flame licking at her resolve, begging to be stocked. Furious and frustrated, Takako stood up and shut down her computer after the last installation had finished and made herself ready for her bed, once more forgetting her nighty and only dressing in panties... the panties she had not managed to put on in her hurry in the morning, but it took quite some willpower to go mentally through every step and remember to not go naked to bed. As she was drifting off to sleep, thinking about her worries with her computer, one hand found it's way down between her legs, fingers teasing over the fabric of her panties for quite some time until she noticed and forced herself to pull away and hug one of her pillows. She planned to talk to Cherie again... or maybe someone else knew something. But Cherie was partially informed even if she did not believe her, Takako was sure she could invite her maybe, to have her help on site.

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The woman was lucky this time, but her punishment was ensured now. Stage Mistress on the other line would defiantly be firing her writer though, that was certain.

As the night went on, the phone would once again turn on, her computer as well. When it was clear the girls as asleep, new hypnotic suggestions were added. "You will obey. You will wear no panties tomorrow, and no bra. You will flash your breasts at a stranger tomorrow, and you will flash your pussy as well. You will do this at work. This cannot he disobeyed." Uh oh. Seemed like they were stepping up their game.

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The young Takako was unaware of the poor fate of the writer, but she would not care much for her if she knew, after all, she was doing the bidding of the all powerful Stage Mistress and such a person did not deserve any better.

The sleep of the young Asian woman a little less good than the night before while the hypnotic voice worked on her mind for hours, digging the commands deeply into the receptive mind. Her morning routine was the same as always, only she made sure to remember to make sure she had panties at the ready on her bed, not wanting to forget them again like last time and surely, panties and bra sat on top of the bed when she left home all in thoughts and worried about the mobile phone she was gripping hard. It was again on her way to work, after stepping out of the bus, that she finally noticed something was not right, so much she had been thinking about her computer, her mails and the phone, and her cheeks instantly began to blush while she rushed into the office building.

Inside the big office the dark haired woman prepared her working place and then walked over into the small kitchen they had to get her first coffee. It was a ritual nearly everyone was following once they arrived but usually Takako was so early that barely any people were in the office, most of them filed in within the next hour. Today there was someone she had seen several times by now, a stranger for all she cared as they had exchanged nods and 'Hello' every now and then but they did not even know each others name despite working in the same place. It was when the almost a head taller redhead turned around, before Takako was able to pick a cup when her hands moved on her own, to quickly to mentally fight and stop them and seconds later the towering woman got a good look at Takako's shaved pussy and her bare breasts as a skirt was lifted out of the way and the buttons of a blouse almost ripped off. For Takako the world stopped for minutes despite the whole thing only happening for another couple seconds at best, until she was able to force her hands to let go of the skirt and close the blouse, turn around and run away with a bright red face and hide inside her cubicle, skipping on coffee for at least halve an hour, maybe the whole day if no one disturbed her.

[Assistant] The event soon got around, people talking. Cherie was the first person to come by, looking rather nervous. "Are you OK?!" She asked, having rolled her chair in. "People are saying you flashed Gina from marketing! Are you trying to get fired?" She asked, worried about her friend. "Takako, What has gotten into you lately? That behavior is the last thing I expect from you."

[User] Takako had tried her best to work, hiding in her cubicle after somehow managing to get cup of coffee. She could hear the whispers sometimes, hearing her name, something that usually not happened as she was maybe the one that was ignored the most among all the employees. When Cherie sat down on her chair inside her safe cubicle she was about to cry. "I... I did... but I do not know why. My... my hands were moving on their own!" she sniffed, fighting back the tears. "And... I... I put the bra and panties out... I planned to put them on but... I somehow forgot. Something is wrong... and my computer at home played a message yesterday... after I installed everything. I... I need your help Cherie... please."

[Assistant] "OK, first off, you are way too ill to work. You have a fever?" Cherie put her hand on her head, trying to see if she was just going crazy from a flu or something. "I'm going to tell the boss you can't work. You want to stay at my house tonight?" She was worried about her friend, and wanted to help. "You are really worrying me, and I don't want you alone."

[User] The young Asian was not showing any sign of a Flu, her temperature was rather normal but she showed a bit of a blush while she otherwise calmed down as Cherie touched her. "I am not ill Cherie... please believe me. But something is wrong... just not with me. But..." she thought a little bit. "Maybe... if I am not worried about my computer for a bit it would be good. Thank you for the offer Cherie. We will leave together then when you finished work? I have no clue where you actually live."

[Assistant] "Yeah, sounds good to me. We can take my car home." Cherie smiled as she gave her a light hug, then got up to go. "I have work to do, but you take it easy OK? I will put a word in with the boss to make sure everyone knows you are not doing so good." She left after that, but Takako was not safe yet. Her day would be filled with that subtle, translucent spiral, and her phone kept saying things to her. "Good girls obey..." it said, quietly so only Takako would be able to hear it. It was getting worse too, the hypnosis starting to seep Into her work, messing with her mind as she worked

[User] The young Asian enjoyed the hug, it was something warm and friendly unlike the whispering voices, spreading rumors, and she could not even say that the initial rumor was wrong after having really flashed this Gina. When Cherie left, Takako got back to her normal work, toning it a little bit down while tuning out the voices whispering about her. For her own bad though, she tuned out those whispers coming from her mobile as well while they still trickled into her subconsciousness, helped by the spirals on her monitor which continued to work on her. As the young woman was so constantly looking at them, she was unable to see them, someone else would likely have seen that something was off with the young woman's monitor while she herself was at best feeling more tired, her eyes a bit strained. Hoping Cherie was sticking to her word, Takako would wait at the end of the workday to accompany the other in her car to an unknown location.

[Assistant] Cherie smiled as she drove up, letting her get in. "Want to go by your house and get some clothes?" She asked, the young lady trying to be as helpful as she could. After all, she did not want her friend to keep acting like this, and she was curious to why she did it. "We can take it easy tonight, have a few beers, do something fun." She said, but she had no idea just what kind of fun was planned for them.

[User] Takako thought for a little at the offer and shook her head while reaching up and loosening her ponytail, letting her long hair fall free, something Cherie likely never had seen her do as she preferred her hair up in that ponytail. "No... I think not. Either I borrow something from you or just go with the same clothes for one single day. It will be icky but... I want to stay away from my computer at least for one day. "She told Cherie, leaning back and closing her eyes to rest a little. "Taking it easy is good but... I could use someone for some cuddles on the couch maybe, I am not much into beer. I just need to calm down." she told her nice friend, smiling a little for once.

[Assistant] Cherie pouted a little, wondering if she was really scared of her computer, or of she was just trying to get into her house for seduction. "You better not be messing with me, you know!" She teased, smiling as she drive towards her place. "I'm into dudes, you silly girl! But for real, what is all this about? You said your computer is to blame, but like, what actually happened?!" She asked, wanting to get the full story now.

[User] The young woman blinked and turned her head, blinking somewhat confused but blushing at the same time. "Messing with you? Wha... but... why would you think something like that? I am not wanting to seduce you or anything." she said, mumbling something right after that but was happy about the changed topic, somewhat. "I do not know what really happened. As every day I came home... ate something... checked my mail... and suddenly there was this silly spiral on my monitor. I deleted everything but suddenly there was the spiral again on my mobile as well and a voice spoke to me. A very sexy voice... knowing my name, demanding things I refused... and the next day... yesterday... I suddenly forgot to put my panties on." the young woman rattled this down, not remembering everything perfectly but close enough. "And yesterday the voice was back... just no spiral. It demanded things again, which I refused and... and... then today happened."