Mark's Invention


by bunnyb0mb

Tags: #cw:noncon #cw:sexual_assault #bimbo #bimbofication #dom:male #f/m #hypnosis_device #sub:female #mind_control #urban_fantasy

All stories are a complete work of fantasy. Characters are not based off of any real or fictional people and all are intended to be eighteen or older. Themes are not reflective of my real life beliefs about politics or human rights. Sex should always aim to be safe, sane, and consensual for all parties involved.

All rights reserved by Bunny Barrett and Wobbegong Print. 

Water dripped down Josie’s chin as she tried to drink. The liquid ran down making see-through patches over her erect nipples. Her new lip injections were still swollen and bruised but Mark refused to let her use a straw. He found it funny to watch the silly slut struggle to do simple things like drink.

The cold water made her already cold nipples tingle. They had been a lot more sensitive since Mark had gotten them pumped with silicone. Her once modest chest was almost triple the size. She had developed backaches from the massive lumps of flesh that emerged from her small frame. The one old bra she had worn when he had taken her barely covered half of her new tits. Not that she was allowed to wear bras very often anymore. Her wardrobe mostly consisted of see through lingerie or strappy leather pieces. All of the clothes were various shades of pink. Part of her “bimbo uniform” Mark had said and she hadn’t questioned. It wasn’t like she could refuse him anyways.

Each morning she woke up in John’s bed. Mark had set a morning routine that she followed every morning. First she would shower and shave. Then she would style her peroxide blonde hair. He preferred curls but some nights he would instruct her to do something different. Her makeup was to be done perfectly. Everyday she painted her lids with a light pink shadow and a little glitter. After her lip implants he allowed her a reprieve from her bright red lipstick but she knew it would become part of the uniform again once they were healed.

After she was made presentable it was usually time for Mark to wake up. This was one of the few parts of the day that Josie had any choice in. He allowed her to wake him by wrapping her lips around his cock or by straddling it with her wet pussy. This was her most cherished part of the day. The fog would part from her mind long enough for her to actually think and make a decision. Normally Mark’s cocktails of hormones and aphrodisiacs left her in a giddy state. Completely incapable of decision making and only able to obey.

Of course sometimes the feelings of resentment would creep through the fog. Sometimes when she passed the mirror in the entryway. Her massive tits and doll-like face staring back at her. An image at the edge of her mind of a modestly dressed brunette girl tugged at her clouded thoughts. She would reach for it only to find it slipping away. This was not who she had always been. The thought always danced away, replaced with pink clouds.

Mark fucked her multiple times a day now. He had free range of all of her holes. Before him she had never tried anal but had grown a fondness to it. The first few times were brutal as he pounded her asshole mercilessly. Even with lube it felt like she was being ripped open from the inside. Now she begged for it. Sometimes his cock pounding her little asshole was the only thing that could get her over the edge.

Cooking and cleaning for her Master was not the life of luxury a part of her used to dream of. The pink clouds in her mind prevented her from ever thinking about it hard enough to get upset though. She took his cock day after day satisfying his every need. Mark found that he didn;t need the hormone treatment but he never dared to remove her earpiece. The soft hum of monotonous tones had become the constant that kept her going.

Thank you for dealing with me uploading the wrong version TWICE. Embarrassing :') 


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