Bred by my Sister's Boyfriend (Mind Control/Breeding Erotica)
When 23-year old Leslie finds out that her sister Sasha is pregnant, she's utterly shocked, and insists on meeting the man made her sister go completely baby-crazy...never expecting that he'll cast the same spell on her. One glimpse of his cock, he tells her, and she'll become completely obsessed with it, coming back over and over again, until he knocks her up as well... More
When 23-year old Leslie finds out that her sister Sasha is pregnant, she's utterly shocked, and insists on meeting the man made her sister go completely baby-crazy...never expecting that he'll cast the same spell on her. One glimpse of his cock, he tells her, and she'll become completely obsessed with it, coming back over and over again, until he knocks her up as well...
Leslie, of course, doesn't believe a word that he's saying.
EXPLICIT: This story contains 3680 words of naughty hypnosis, beginning the decline of a nice, normal, innocent girl...as an obsession with her sister's boyfriend's cock slowly starts to take over her life, making her obsessed with getting it inside of her, getting knocked up, and having her stomach and tits expand until they match her pregnant sister's...and a total obsession with cock.
I dreamt about Gus's cock that night. It was inevitable, really - dreams are a reflection of what's on our mind, even if only on a symbolic level, and all day, I hadn't been able to stop thinking about the conversation I'd had with Gus.
How could someone be so insanely self-deluded? And, if such a person existed...why on earth had Sasha been convinced by his mania? I'd only seen her and her girlfriend together a few times, but they'd seemed happy enough...why would she leave her for this piece of trash?
And even if she did, somehow, believe his nonsense about having a perfect cock...why had she thrown her life away, and let herself fall pregnant? We'd always agreed that we wanted to be mothers, but I'd assumed we were talking years away - and that love and marriage and all that would come first.
With all these thoughts running through my head, it was no wonder that when I finally got to sleep, images of Gus's cock ran through my head.
In my dream, it was huge, as big as a building - it towered over me, its single eye seeming to glare as a single drop of pre-cum slowly leaked out. I stared at it, entranced, as the drop grew larger and larger, until finally it broke free, and started to fall. Too late, I realized that I was directly in the fluid's path, and tried to dive out of the way...but I was too late.
The drop enveloped me, and for the first time I realized I was naked. I tried to tread water, but eventually gave up, and opened my mouth - instead of drowning, the orb of water I was in started to seep into my mouth. It was sweet - the perfect flavor, I realized, and soon I was standing on my own two feet again, the taste of Gus's perfect cum in my mouth.
As I stared at the cock in front of me, I realized how inferior I was - before me was the most beautiful specimen of manhood that I would ever encounter, and I wasn't worthy to be in its presence. My body took over, and I dropped to my knees, praising its beauty, worshipping everything about it. My eyes noticed a vein pulsing, and suddenly my mouth watered - all I wanted was to take his member in my mouth, swallow it down, adore it, bring it pleasure however I could...