You woke up lying in some sort of strange medical facility. Your head was pounding and you couldn’t remember how you got here. You sat up and felt your chest bounce up and down. You look and see massive breasts.
It wasn't anything out of the ordinary as you’d spent the last week wearing large fake breasts after your girlfriend tricked you into wearing a latex suit and deciding she was going to dominate you from now on.
Strangely though, these breasts felt different than they had all week, something about them felt different but you couldn't put your finger on it. You close your eyes and think. Last week you woke up in a locker room and got fucked by a ton of guys.
Which actually turned out to be the exact thing you wrote in one of your stories that you had hidden on your computer. It came back to you, your girlfriend had found the stories and decided she was going to make you reenact those stories.
So that must be why you are here. She must have finally decided to make you reenact another one instead of sitting around the house all day wearing latex and being utterly useless for anything but sex.
Now you just had to figure out which one. Only one of your stories had a medical room like the one you were in. It’s a story about a girl who gets kidnapped by a crazy surgeon who uses his skills to enhance her body physically, and then it ends with the girl receiving hypnotic training.
You once again looked down at yourself. So your waking up was the start of it. So the reason you feel so different was likely because your girlfriend put bigger breasts, hips, and ass forms on you. It was strange though, as you couldn't feel where the seam for them was.
Before you could figure it out, in walked a person wearing a long lab coat, surgical mask, and blue latex gloves. It was clearly your girlfriend, she was playing the role of the surgeon who kidnapped you which made sense.
She walked over to you and remained silent even as you asked questions and tried to talk to her. She then turned towards you and approached you. She finally broke her silence and asked you how you liked your new body.
You laughed, she was really into this, so you played along. You told her she was crazy, and that when you broke out of here you were going to the cops, she then stopped you in your tracks by grabbing your nipples and twisting them.
They hurt a lot. She let go and you looked down at them. Why the hell could you feel them? They were breast forms, right? Your girlfriend then grabbed your breasts and started to fondle them, and just like when he twisted your nipples you could feel it.
Unlike when she twisted your nipples though, her fondling them felt really good. When she stopped you were so confused and looked up at her. You asked her in a serious tone what was going on. She sighed and said she had kidnapped you in order to give you the perfect female body.
Now that the physical changes were complete and you were a very sexy and busty girl, you were ready to go onto stage two. She pulled a curtain and revealed the area you wrote about in the second half of the story.
That’s where the surgeon takes the girl, straps her to a table, and subjects her to nonstop hypnosis until she becomes a super obedient girl who does whatever her master commands without question. You realized that she was taking this all seriously.
It wasn’t roleplay, she was dead set on making you actually live out all the stories you wrote. You looked down at yourself. That means that these massive breasts that you can feel, are real, and they’re attached to your body.
It wasn't just the breasts though, your massive jiggly ass was real, your thighs are actually so thick that they crush each other and your waist is really this slim. You started to freak out and beg her to stop this.
It has already gone too far, and if it continues you end up an actually submissive bimbo that does whatever she says without question, and if it continues after that, the remaining eleven stories you wrote will be just as bad for you.
Your girlfriend took your panic and thrashing as a good sign and continued with the story as you wrote it. She dragged you to the table, breast flopping around as you tried to break free, but thanks to the latex you were helpless.
You were strapped onto the table and your girlfriend walked over to a table nearby to grab some things. When she came back, the first thing she did was stick a gag into your mouth so you’d stop making so much noise.
After that, she secured a pair of over-the-ear headphones on your head and hit play on her phone. You did try to knock it off, but she wove some of your hair through it, so it wasn't going anywhere, not without ripping a lot of your hair out.
Then to finish it off, she pulled out a Virtual reality headset and placed it over your head and onto your eyes. She then hit a button and a video started to play. In the video, it had images of women being extremely slutty and submissive flashing quickly.
It paired with the audio she was blasting into your ears. Together the two of them were attempting to break down your mind and rebuild it into the perfect submissive, just like how your story ended, and just like how your girlfriend wants you to be.
You tried to fight it, but the video and audio were on a loop, so all you heard and all you saw was the hypnosis. Basically, you’d feel a tube be fed into your mouth followed by water or liquid food coming out of it so you could eat, and a similar tube was used every so often so you could use the bathroom.
You weren't sure how long you were stuck like that, hours, days, months, you had no idea. All you knew was by the time the headset and headphones came off, it had worked. It broke you down and turned you into a bubbly bimbo who was happy to serve your mistress.
Just to make sure it worked, your mistress removed you from the table and ordered you to get down on the floor and lick her shoes clean. Which you did without hesitation. Now that was good enough proof that it worked, but your mistress wanted to have fun with it.
So she opened a door and called out telling people to enter. In came seven guys wearing latex just like you and carrying a different type of sex toy. From massive dragon dildos to floggers and even pony gear.
Your mind was a bit fuzzy but you recognized this. It was yet another story you had previously written. You remembered it being called Snow White and the Seven Doms, and well, it was a very kinky story.
You knew in the back of your mind you should be worried, but with your new mental conditioning, and an order from your mistress to serve her guests, you were excited for what was to come, well more like you were excited for who was about to cum, inside you.
Riley
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