When I wake up again there’s a cup of creamy potion on my bedside table. I sit up and guzzle it down eagerly, my fingers stroking my wet pussy until I’m squirming with want. But I know I can’t cum yet.

I lay back down and idly stroke, looking up at the lights on my ceiling and watching as they swirl around. The colors are so pretty in pinks and purples. I fall into them and my mind feels like it's leaking out of me.

Bimbos don’t need to think.

I can’t remember when Bambi - I laugh when I remember her name - left me yesterday, It might not have even been yesterday. Who cares about time when I can cum and cum and cum?

Except I can’t.

Master doesn’t want me to cum. I have to wait for Master.

“Oh, Master, please.” The words are muffled as I talk around my fingers but I don’t, like, care or anything. Master can hear everything. He wants me to beg.

Bambi told me everything while she trained me. All bimbos need training to be perfect for Master.

Good girls are sluts for Master.

Bimbos submit to Master.

Master takes away all of our worries.

Good sluts don’t worry about silly things.

Good bimbos giggle.

Good bimbos cum.

Good bimbos do as they are told.

I wanna be a good bimbo.

I don’t need smarts.

I wanna be hot and sexy and slutty.

I’m a good bimbo.

I’m a good bimbo for Master.

“Good bimbo for Master. Good bimbo for Master. Fuck me, Master. Need your cock. Need you filling me up. Breed me. Want to be full and pregnant for Master!” I don’t know how I’m not cumming but I know Master will be so proud of me waiting for him.

It’s not my choice. Master makes my choices for me now.

The medicine they gave me has already started to change me. My titties are filling up and soon they’ll be as big as Bambi’s. Maybe even bigger! My stupid old brown hair is already lighter and its a bunch longer than it was yesterday. I dunno how many inches that is.

Don’t care. Numbers are stupid. And dumb bimbos like me don’t need to think.

The door to my room opens and there’s Bambi. She’s not wearing anything and her belly is starting to swell with the baby Master put inside her. It’s making her tits huge.

I want huge tits and a belly from Master!

“Come on, baby, Master’s waiting. It’s time for your bimbo birth.”

“I’m a bimbo!” I giggle. My legs are sticky with pussy juice and I’ve been leaking so much that the sheets are wet with it. It smells like girl sex and Master will know just how ready I am for him.

He’s going to claim me and name me and make me his.

I used to have a name. They called me something when I came here. I don’t care what it was. My name belongs to Master.

“I belong to Master.”

“Yes you do, slut,” Bambi tells me.

I stumble towards her as another wave of arousal washes over me. I belong to Master!

She leads me down a narrow hall to a pair of double doors that lead to Master’s room. And it’s huge! There’s room for a bunch of king size beds, but there’s only one, right in the middle of the room. But the carpet is soft and there’s bunches of big pillows on the ground where Master’s other sluts are rolling around and fucking each other.

They’re here to see Master claim me. To watch him add me to his harem.

I only pay attention to them for a second. Then I see the man on the bed. He’s sitting up with the covers pooled around him, with his hand stroking up and down his thick hard cock. Even from across the room I can see the veins, the way it's all thick and purple and ready to explode in me.

I tear my eyes away from his cock. Want cock, need cock, fuck me, please! And get my first real look at Master. He’s the one who figured out how to take all my worries away. He’s helped all these other bimbos to become empty headed sluts.

Just like he’s making me an empty headed slut.

His eyes are so dark it’s like looking into shadow and he’s got just enough stubble that I know it will leave marks if he kisses me. His abs are cut out of stone and his jaw is just as hard. He’s all Man.

I’ve never seen a man like him before. He’s better than all of them. Sexier. More commanding. The kind of Master worthy of the bimbo harem he’s created.

I can’t walk toward him. I’m not worthy. I sink to my knees and crawl.

I see Master smile and I know I’ve pleased him. I’m whimpering with need as I get closer. If he touches me, I know I’ll cum. I’m not s’posed to, not till he gives me permission. But he’s so overpowering. So perfect.

I belong to him.

“Master!” I crawl up onto the bed, but stop when I reach his feet. I can’t get any closer, not until he gives me permission.

“Such a good little slut,” his praise is low and rumbly and I could die happy right now. He’s pleased with me! I’m a good little slut!

“Your slut,” I moan out. “Your good little slut.”

He reaches for me and looks me over. “When did you get here?”

“Um…” Time is really hard but Master asked me a question and I have to answer it. If I answer it he’ll stick his cock deep inside of me and fill me up with his cum. I think really hard, but when I imagine my brain there’s nothing there! It’s all pink and fluffy and full of nothing but sex and cum and Master. I think real hard until my brain hurts and it’s like I’m burning up the last of my smarts trying to even think about what time means. But I snatch onto a memory and give it to Master. Everything I am belongs to Master. “Yesterday!” I say in triumph.

His eyes blaze and his cock gets even harder. “You didn’t even fight it,” he says.

What’s that supposed to mean? “Wouldn’t fight Master!” I can’t even pretend. Not even for fun. Not unless Master told me to.

“You were just a slut waiting for a reason, weren’t you?”

I don’t know what that means, but if Master says it, it must be true. I nod.

“Have you ever had a cock inside that tight pussy of yours?” he scowls as he says it, like he’s jealous of the idea that I’d ever let a man besides Master touch me.

I can’t lie to him, and I’m so happy that he’ll like the truth. “I’m a virgin, Master. My cunt belongs to you. Only to you!”

“And you’re going to let me do anything I want with it.” It’s not a question. Master doesn’t need to ask permission. He tells me and I do what he wants. Like a good little bimbo. His little bimbo. “What’s your name?”

“Um…” I stick my thumb in my mouth as if that will help me think, but all it reminds me of is that I want to be sucking something else. Master’s cock is in front of me and just as hard as ever. Can I have it? I need it. “Cock, please, cock!”

He chuckles. “No, that’s not your name, you blissed out little bimbo.”

I am such a blissed out little bimbo.

“That’s who you are now. Bliss, my little bimbo.”

Bliss. Bliss. Bliss. It echoes around in my empty head and I know it’s my name now. My name. My purpose. I’m Master’s Bliss.

“Show me you’re thankful,” he commands, gesturing down at himself. “Suck my cock.”

I squeal in joy as I surged forward, licking against his thick shaft and wrapping my lips around his head. I could cum just from the salty manly taste that takes me over. It invades my empty brain and fills me up until there’s nothing but the taste of master.

I’m gonna remember it forever. I’m never gonna stop tasting him.

I slurp him down, messy with my tongue and lips and spit. I’ve never done this before, but it’s like my body knows what it’s supposed to do.

He’s so big that I can barely fit the tip of him in my mouth before I start gagging. Master doesn’t care. He fucks my face and his precum starts to trickle down my throat.

It’s perfect. Magical.

And though my eyes are tearing up and I’m gagging, I can’t stop. I love this. I want more of it. I want his cum down my throat and in my belly. I want to float in a sea of it. I want to bathe in it forever and ever and ever.

He digs his fingers into my hair and starts thrusting even harder. It should hurt, but I’m crying in ecstasy at the pleasure Master is giving me.

I don’t know how long I’m in that bed with him plunging his cock down my throat. I can hear the other bimbos moaning around us. They have to be so jealous of the way Master was using me. We all wanted him to ourselves.

But Master needs more than even the sluttiest bimbo could give him.

I just had to make myself as slutty as possible so I stayed one of his favorites.

“Cum!” He commanded, and his cock exploded in my mouth, sending jets of cum into my tummy.

I moan in rapture as the release I’ve been holding back all morning finally breaks me. My brain is all pink and swirly and dizzy and I can taste Master everywhere. His cum starts leaking out of my mouth there is so much of it, and I have to catch it with my fingers.

I can’t let a drop go to waste.

Master isn’t done with me yet. My brain is too gooey and cum drunk to do anything. But he doesn’t need me to do much. I’m a hole for him to fuck. I’ll always be his hole. It’s what I am made for.

My pussy is so wet, so swollen with need. It almost hurts how sensitive I am.

It doesn’t matter that he just came. Master has control over everything, even how quickly he can get hard. That’s why he’s Master.

He plunges his cock deep into me and I scream in pleasure. Did I cum before? It’s nothing like the way he fills me up.

I’ve never been whole before.

I need Master to be whole.

I’m Master’s hole.

He uses me. It’s rough, and fast, and so so so so perfect that I forget even the new name he gave me. I’m nothing but his pet when he’s fucking me.

I’ll do anything to keep him fucking me forever.

His cock hits a spot deep inside me and I cum. And every time he hits it I cum again. Tears are streaming down my face at the assault that this pleasure is bringing me.

Any smarts I had left are gone. I can’t think when I’m being fucked.

I can’t think when I want to be fucked.

I always want to be fucked.

Master fucks my brain away.

Bye bye brain.

I start giggling and it mixes with my moans. From the sound Master makes he has to like that.

“Keep it up, slut,” he commands.

I giggle again. It’s what Master wants. Master can have everything he wants.

“I’m about to fuck you pregnant, little bimbo. Are you ready for it?” The words are harsh in my ear.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I’ve never wanted anything more. I was born for this. Master’s going to fuck me pregnant. Of course I want it!

He buries himself so deep that I’m going to feel an imprint of him for the rest of the day. Maybe longer. And then there’s his hot seed spurting deep inside me, filling me and filling me and filling me until I am so sure I’m pregnant I want to cry with happiness.

As he pulls out I feel his cum gush, there’s so much of it.

He kisses me again before pulling back. “That’s a good girl. Welcome home.”

I whimper in pleasure.

“Now, Bliss, let’s see if your friends want to join us.”

I cum again.

***

Master has a special video studio and right now I’m sitting on a bench, my legs splayed wide while Bambi is eating me out. She’s the best pussy eater out of all of Master’s bimbos. But he likes fucking me best.

I don’t know how long I’ve been with Master. I can’t believe there was ever a time when I didn’t know who he was.

But Master says there’s other bimbos out there just waiting to know the truth. Bimbos who knew me before I was called Bliss or spent my days cumming all the time.

Master likes it when I cum. He wants me to cum all the time now.

Some days I feel like I’m made of cum.

Another one of Master’s bimbos has the camera set up. She’s just as perky and blonde as me. I love all of Master’s bimbos. Even though I can get testy when he fucks them without me.

“It’s, like, ready!” She chirps.

I can’t focus without Bambi’s lips on my cunt. I’d be too horny to speak. And I have to speak. I have to make this video. My friends who knew me before I was Bliss need to see it. They need to see what Master can do for them.

They need to be happy little bimbos like me.

“Hey, girls!” I smile widely. One of my sister-bimbos tried to give me a script, but reading is stupid and I couldn’t remember my lines. But I know what I have to say. “I was so worried before. All the stuff that’s going on. All the boring life stuff. But now I have the cure. Check the link in my bio to see how to prevent all your worries. Bye!” The video cuts off just as my eyes roll back and I cum again.

I can’t wait til my friend see the video. I want all of them to have the bimbo cure.