PING!

John stopped scrolling through his newsfeed and flicked open his message inbox. One unread from Selene.

He opened it without thinking.

Hey, Sweetie! Having a good day?

John scowled and tapped out his reply.

Not really. I’ve been feeling pretty stressed lately. Kinda wished you were closer.

The meeting with Sales tomorrow, the quarterly report, trying to find time to stay fit. No wonder he was feeling stressed.

Aw, poor guy. I think I know what will cheer you up? Can you talk to me?

John was just sitting on his couch at home. He texted back that he was alone, although he didn’t quite understand why that should be important. Sometimes his long-distance girlfriend could be a little strange.

His phone vibrated, announcing Selene’s incoming call. John put it on speaker.

“Hello, pet,” Selene’s velvety words poured from the speakers. John’s shoulders immediately relaxed. "Are you listening closely?”

“…yes..” John replied softly. Her voice was like silk in his ear.

“So you remember what happens when you hear me call you my good, sweet pet, right?”

John sank back into the couch, his eyes beginning to droop lower and lower.

“…y-yes…”

“When Selene talks…” said Selene.

“…I listen…”replied John.

“That’s right! And when I tell you to listen…”

“…I obey…”

“That’s so good, sweet pet. And what happens when you obey?”

John felt his head teeter on his neck. A warm, sleepy smile spread over his blank face.

“…I…go…toooo…sleeeeeeeeeeeppp…”

John’s head crashed into the couch cushions.

“Such a good memory, pet!” Selene’s voice continued to seep into John’s sleeping mind. “So good at remembering what I tell you to and forgetting everything else. Now let’s talk about how tomorrow is going to go for you…”

John woke up on the couch. He couldn’t believe it. Had he fallen asleep talking to Selene again? What was wrong with him? He made a mental note to send her something nice later to make up for it.

John stripped off and went to the shower. As he soaped himself up, he noticed that his hands kept drifting down his cock, letting the warm soapy water get him hard as he thought about Selene’s sexy voice. He edged himself a few times, but resisted the urge to haul off and cum. What were they even talking about last night?

Damn! He wished she lived closer!

He toweled off and shrugged on his smart casual workwear. After scarfing down a nutritious breakfast of Rice Krispies, he headed out the door, cutting through the inner-city park to get to work.

He made it about three blocks before a young female jogger rounded a corner and sped towards him. John had to shake his head and blink his eyes.

The fit red-headed woman was jogging down the street completely topless!

John must have been gaping a little too hard at the woman’s perky, freckled breasts as they bounced and jiggled with each of her heavy steps. He couldn’t help but stare at the bizarre, arousing sight as the jogger passed him, shooting him an angry glare.

“Eyes to yourself, asshole!” She barked at him as she picked up her pace down the road.

John stopped and had to slap himself in the face a few times. Once for the sake of the poor girl he had just eye-humped in broad daylight, and a few more times to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.

He looked up to see a milfy blonde walking her Dachshund, her large, floppy tits swinging back and forth with every step. He glanced around nervously. Wasn’t anyone else seeing this? All over the park, he could see women with exposed chests enjoying the fresh air and sunshine, but not a single man leering at the sight.

Well, except for possibly him.

This couldn’t be real. He needed a coffee.

He stopped in at the nearest Jitterbucks and ordered a tall black roast with sugar. The cute Korean barista smiled at him, her delicious, sweet titties peeking over her green apron. John grabbed the coffee from her, keeping his gaze riveted to her cute face, trying to ignore the rosy pink nipples pulling his eyes.

He tried to enjoy his coffee in the Jitterbucks in order to steady himself, but had to leave when a taller woman with ebony skin accidentally spilled her latte over the front of her body. When her two busty friends began mopping up her full, naked rack with napkins and wet cloths, he knew he had to leave before he made an idiot of himself.

He stumbled into the office and immediately ran into Bobby, his starry-eyed secretary. Whatever she was saying was lost on him as he tried to sneak peeks of her gorgeous, perky boobs bouncing with every word she spoke.

“John? Aren’t you listening?” she said cocking her head to the side. Her boobs jiggled like a jello mold. “I said you have that meeting with Sales in ten minutes!”

“Oh, yeah. Thanks, boobies…uh..Bobby! Thanks, Bobby!”

He turned beet red and half jogged over to the conference suite.

The table was already half-filled with his business colleagues, including several professional women tinkering on their laptops or looking over their glasses at notepads with their tits practically spilling onto the oak table. As the Sales team made their way in, John bit his lip as he recognized Patricia Stown, the busty blonde team leader whom he always had a small crush on. Her white blouse was completely unbuttoned and her magnificent D-cup breasts stared back at John like two huge eyes luring him into hypnosis.

Despite his manic state of distraction, John was on fire during the meeting, picking apart the Sales team’s reports and proposing ideas that gave the whole room pause as they considered his suggestions. The more John ogles Patricia’s bare breasts, as well as the rest of the jiggling tits around the room, the more his mind seemed to clear and find the most creative solutions to the company’s waning sales. Two hours later, he left the business room with the biggest grin on his face while the business ladies couldn’t help but shoot him approving glances.

John finished up work and headed back to his place. He stopped in the park again when he realized the entire women’s college volleyball league was holding a tournament in the sports field of the park. He sat down in the grass and gazed happily as twelve fit, topless women ran and jumped up and down again and again, twelve pairs of tits bouncing in every direction, making his brain tingle with excitement.

At last, John made it home, scarfed down a few microwave burritos for dinner before plopping down on the couch and scrolling through his phone.

PING!

It’s Selene again asking if he can talk. John replied that he was alone, not really understanding why he’d say that, and then picked up her upcoming call.

“Hello, pet!” Selene’s sweet, dark voice says in his ear. “Did you have a better day today?”

“Well, yeah actually. I ended up having a pretty amazing day after all!”

“Really?” Selene’s voice danced through John’s brain. “Why don’t you tell me all about it?”

John felt his shoulders slump down as he began to talk, every word he said making his eyes heavier and his cock harder.

“Well, first I took a walk through the park and saw…mmm…a really cute redhead…”

Two freckled breasts bounced in front of his eyes.

“Uh-huh?” Selene prompted.

“Then there…ooh…was this sexy milf in the park…Then I got a coffee from a…a Korean barista…”

John could picture her rosy nipples in his head, his dick was pressing hard against his pants.

“Good pet…Keep going…get comfortable,” Selene commanded.

“I…I talked to Bobby, my secretary…ah!” John’s hand found its way to his cock. His other hand was drifting to his phone, switching to a video call. “I…I went to the s-s-sales meeting…”

“And how did that go?”

John could hardly think, a barrage of titties that had paraded past him all day were suddenly overflowing in his mind, making his cock hard as a rail and aching for attention. He shamelessly began to beat his cock, not at all caring that Selene was watching his every stroke with a Cheshire grin on her face.

“It…it went really, really well. I was so confident and assertive. Everyone was impressed, especially the women in Sales.”

“I’ll be they were…anything else? Think carefully…” Selene sing-songed.

John’s brain felt like it was sizzling on a frying pan, a frying pan made out of smoking hot tits that made his thoughts melt and drip down silky smooth cleavage.

“I…mmm! I watched a girls volley ball game!” he confessed.

“Oh, that’s good. Just think about that. Think of all those cute, young women just jumping, and bouncing, and running, and jiggling. Just keep imagining that wonderful sight, playing again and again in your head. Making you so excited…so horny… until you…just..POP!”

Selene snapped her fingers and John gushed a huge load of cum from the tip of his cock as his body convulsed in orgasm. It was like all the pent-up horniness in his day came crashing through his stiff cock all at once, and he was emptying all his cum, all his stress, all his thoughts for his incredible hypnotic mistress.

Finally, his throbbing prick slowed down and, softening as his mind felt the leaden weight of sleep begin to pull him.

“There. That’s so much nicer, isn’t it?” Selene cooed to John as a sleepy smile appeared on his face. “No more thoughts, no more stress. Soooo good to finally let that pent-up energy out!”

“…yesssss…” John slurred.

“Getting so sleepy now, pet. So ready to fall asleep, happy and satisfied, lost in lovely dreams of naked, bouncy breasts.”

John’s eyes closed and he slumped against the couch cushions.

“Remembering what I tell you…forgetting all the rest…so relaxed and happy…So grateful to your girlfriend for taking away all your stress…Sleep now…and think of all the nice things you’re going to buy me when you get your next raise at work. Sleep and dream nowww….”

John smiled from ear to ear as he succumbed to sleep.