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Earlier this week I launched Hypnokink for Trans Rightsan erotic hypno fiction collection to raise money for trans rights causes. The whole collection is now eighty-five s with an hour of audio. Give what you can. Here are a few suggestionsbut those are by no means exhaustive lists. Please spread the word and donate if you can! al boost. In the same boat as Splash here.
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Assuming life can slow down, I would like to get in on this. In the meantime, check this out! They were the perfect girls.
For over two decades, they were the completely unstoppable. The perfect girls were the perfect heroes. It was a bad time to be a super-villain. That was, of course, until they ran into me and my Bimbo-Ray. I knew about their origin, the experiments, and the mix-up with Chemical X. As a scientist, I often find that the solution of a problem can be traced to its root. I studied Chemical X. It took almost a year before I truly understood its power. I deed a weapon with a new variant of the original chemistry.
I called it Chemical XXX. The trials were a total success.
Hundreds of subjects, and each one became reduced nothing more than a big-titted, obedient slut. I decided it was time to give my creation a true test. It was becoming more and more frequent since Peter had ed the Avengers. Late nights.
Unexplained absences. A myriad of excuses. Too many lies.
It was getting to be too much. She just wanted Peter to spend some time with her instead of that Stark guy. As tried to fall asleep, she heard a sound by the window.
Her question went unanswered as she got out of the bed. If she was being honest with herself, the whole thing just kind of freaked her out a little. She saw the open window and let out another sigh. She shut the window and locked it, her worries about Peter racing through her mind.
Still, she needed to see if he was okay. Mary Jane turned from the window and was about to go look for Peter in the bathroom when she felt a slight prick on her shoulder. Instantly, her mind stopped.
Her worries about Peter, her frustrations at being alone, all of her thoughts simply disappeared as she went totally blank. Mary Jane stood there, her arms falling softly to her sides as her eyes became glassy and her gaze became vacant. A slender, feminine figure entered into her view. She was wearing a black, latex catsuit that left little to the imagination.
Her body was nothing short of perfection and Mary Jane likely would have been jealous if she was capable of thinking at all. So empty and perfect.
Her voice, like her stare, was distant and empty. She remained perfectly still as the woman ran a finger along her cheek. My name is Puppet Master, though you may call me Mistress. Mary Jane stood helplessly as the villainess continued to explore her body. She was, as her Mistress had said, simply a doll now. Then, send him an alluring photo.
Be sure to tell him how desperately you need him. The dollified Mary Jane Watson began to move toward her bedroom. She followed her instructions just as her Mistress had asked. The doll snapped fuck dolls tumblr photo and sent it to Peter.
As soon as she sent the message, the doll froze into place once more. Puppet Master entered the room to see her new plaything posed so perfectly. Now then, my dear, you are going to help me. You will seduce your lover and lure him into my trap. Once I am rid of him for good, you will become a part of my collection.
Do you understand? All that mattered, as she followed Puppet Master onto the bed, was that she was a good doll and she was about to be played with. April was excited when her husband came home with a bottle of wine. The couple fancied themselves wine enthusiasts and enjoyed trying new, random wines every weekend. He said it was perfect for a romantic night in. She picked up the bottle and examined it. April had never heard of it before, but that was what made trying different wines so fun. Plus, if a sommelier was recommending it, it had to be good. She read the description.
April thought the description was unusual; after all, she knew that full-bodied wines were almost never sweet or light. Curious to try it, she poured herself a small glass and gave it a taste. April was amazed; the wine was absolutely fantastic. It had the candy sweetness of a dessert wine but lingered on your tongue like a good Merlot. She immediately poured more into her glass and took a sip. April could not believe how good it was. After only a couple drinks, April began to feel drunk. She normally had a pretty high tolerance for alcohol, but this one seemed to go straight to her head.
It felt as though she was floating through a sea of pink bubbles. They were filling her head quickly, washing away any of her unhappy thoughts and leaving only sweet, happy feelings. April bit her lip lightly; she was beginning to feel very good. Her mind became lighter and lighter as more bubbles appeared.
Sexy thoughts began to run through her head. She giggled to herself; she had never felt like this before.
See, that’s what the app is perfect for.
She ran her hands down her body and moaned. A tingling throughout ran through her entire body. Even the slightest touch drove her wild.
She jiggled her left breast. April could have sworn it felt bigger, and more full. She gave it a soft squeeze and pleasure flowed through her. They were so sensitive.
Swept up in the buzz she was feeling, April began to play with herself. She swore she could feel her chest growing in her hands.