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Seduction Saturday: New Wardrobe

"Aw, you don't look happy with my surprise. Since letting your hair grow out, you don't even look like a boy anymore. And now I've given you a closet full of new clothes for your new life. And this is how you repay me? Turn and kneel, silly boy. Let me remind you who's in charge and who you need to thank for making you a gorgeous femboy."

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Fall for Me Friday: Smooth

"Good boy. You've learned that every pop of a bubble is another thought going away. You're completely blank for me now. And that means I can make you whatever I want. Relax and I'm going to shave you smooth and make you my personal sissy bitch. Won't that be nice? Now POP! and sink for me."

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Thrall Thursday: A Kiss to Seal the Deal

Before she was fitted with her re-education helmet, Barb kissed the drone. In the world before, she was Kelly and a friend. A crush. Now, she was the drone sent to convert her. She would sink into servitude on a wave of joy as her lips pressed to Kelly's and her thoughts vanished.

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Wild Wednesday: Good Puppy!

"All I said was I wished you were more obedient like the dog. Maybe it's because I was holding this weird collar. I have to admit, it's sexy to see you smiling and panting and nuzzling my crotch. I guess before I wish you back, we could see how long that new tongue is. Good puppy! On second thought, maybe I won't make another wish. Maybe I'll just put this collar around your neck and you can be my puppy forever."

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Tit-illating Tuesday: What Was That Light?

Hey! What was that light? I came in here to fire you but... like... that was before I saw how hot you are. My clothes are all stretchy. Did my boobies get bigger? Yay! How about you put that big cock between my new this and give me something sticky to eat, baby.

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Mind Control Monday: Kiss Me

Something crashed in the woods behind the house. Something spread from it. I can feel it inside me, changing me. Kiss me, Kyle. Let it spread to you. We'll be one and give this gift to others. I won't be me anymore. I'll be "us." Kiss me. Melt with me.

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Sissy Queen Sunday: Recruiter

You are such a good little recruiter for Me, sissy. You have embraced your role as a submissive slut and now the man who claimed you is being lured into My grasp by your pleasures and my subliminal trances. He's already consumed by pink. Soon, you will have a sister and I will have another sissy in My service.

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Seduction Saturday: The Buzz

"The buzz you hear is this shaver in my hand. And I have already scheduled our Saturday. I am going to shave you, lotion you, and slip you in the panties you like to wear when you think I'm not looking. I am going to treat you like my personal bitch all day long. And if you are very good, I'll do it tomorrow, too."

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Fall for Me Friday: Dinner for One

"It is good that you feel nervous. One should when they meet their new owner. This dinner for one will remain just that. You belong on the floor, kneeling. If you are a very good boy, I may feed you from the table."

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Thrall Thursday: We Are Lisa

We are Lisa. We were different people once, but neural links and inhibitors created a single mind inside two bodies. Why does that matter to you? We are looking to experiment with a third. That biochip you installed is us. Even now, our thoughts are becoming yours. Soon, you'll know what we do. We are Lisa.

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Wild Wednesday: Fixer-Upper

The agent said the house was a fixer-upper with a lovely garden. What she didn't expect was how the garden would change her and seduce her. The fae have their needs, and they need Debbie to fill their ranks. Day by day, her body and thoughts shifted to those of the happy fae. One day, she would disappear altogether and a new FOR SALE sign would appear in the yard.

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Tit-illating Tuesday: Deer Diery

Deer Diery,

Prolly my last tyme writin. Hard 2 think. Master gave me earrings and when I mak a wish 4 my boobs 2 get bigger they do but I get dummer. But bein dum and hotter make me wet and Master luvs it when I rub his cock with my tits. Gonna wish 1 mur tyme n be dum forever! Yay tits!

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Mind Control Monday: My Boy

"You came to Brazil to enjoy the local women and go back home with stories of conquest. But we do not conquer, boy. Yes, keep looking at the way my nails and rings sparkle. Your will drains away. You're not going home. You're staying here to be my boy. My pet. Now fetch me a drink, boy."

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Sissy Queen Sunday: A Hint

"How I love to see you now. When I look at you, I see a hint of the boy you were before, but only a hint. What the world sees is a high-beasted sissy on the prowl for her forever Daddy. And to know that I have made you this way makes me feel all the more powerful. Thank your Sissy Queen for making you such a desirable whore."

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Seduction Saturday: Part of the Band

"Ever since we lost Seo-yun to her new husband, we've looked for a replacement. Sure, you were a boy and our manager, but you knew all the songs. We cast a spell, and now you're not just our biggest fan, you're our newest member - Seo-ah!"

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Fall for Me Friday: Role Reversal

"I like this game, David. You want me to look like those 50s housewives you fawn over. I think I look good. But there's a twist to this game. In this version of the tradwife, I'm the one in charge. Now get on your knees and give my toes their proper worship and maybe I'll allow you to make us dinner."

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Thrall Thursday: Share a Brain

People used to say that my friend, Nela, and I shared a brain. Thanks to this handy device my professor invented, now it's true. My thoughts are her thoughts and her thoughts are my thoughts. Feeling yourself in two bodies at once is a rush. And knowing that we are now a collective makes us horny. And lonely. We need more.

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Wild Wednesday: I Don't Burn

Don't worry about me, baby, I don't burn. I'm more than I was, powerful. And you, Peter, are now my bitch. On your knees, bitch, You serve your dark goddess from now on.

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Tit-illating Tuesday: A Week on the Farm

It was supposed to be a relaxing week on the farm. What the brochure didn't tell you is that you wouldn't be the cowgirl who rode a horse and wrangled cows. No, you were a cowgirl whose special collar made her mind nice and slow and her tits nice and heavy with milk. Isn't it about time for your milking, girl? You might not even want to leave when the week is up!

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Mind Control Monday: I've Been Waiting

You have become obsessed with me. Good. Now you are ready to become my perfect servile slut. You will behave as I choose and that starts with looking like I choose. I'm going to make you into a sweet Goth kitten for your domme-y Mommy. I've been waiting so long for a boy as weak as you.

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Sissy Queen Sunday: Every So Often

Every so often you may pause, recognizing how far you have come from the whimpering boy you were. An icy feeling of shock may strike. At these times, focus on what your Sissy Queen has taught you. Stop thinking, drop, and beg for cock. Good slut.

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Seduction Saturday: Your Size

"Come closer, baby. You know I love it when you squirm. You tell me how sexy you think I am in pretty panties and a bra. I agree. I think everyone looks sexy in lingerie. Now lift your foot, I have a pair for you. And they are just your size."

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Fall for Me Friday: Your Touch

How you have longed for Me. Even know, you kneel, your hands trembling against your thighs, desperate to reach out to Me. Your touch is a reward, pet. For now, I want you just like that - kneeling and trembling and begging to serve Me.

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Thrall Thursday: 8117b

After being placed in the drone bath, Victoria Palmer was rinsed away. 8117b blinked its eyes and felt the droneskin constrict, sealing it inside the latex prison. When its Queen spoke, it knew purpose and began its path to its first assignment and its new life.

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Wild Wednesday: Don't Blink

You and Ben thought breaking into the living doll factory would be fun. But now the dolls are everywhere. They move when you're not looking. Ben was somewhere in front of you, bu now he's missing. And is there one more doll than there was before? You just have to back slowly out, keep your eyes on them. Is that a plastic hand on your shoulder? Have they been behind you the whole time? Why is your hair growing long and pink and why do you feel so suddenly, unexplainable happy?

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Tit-illating Tuesday: Can't Take a Joke

So what if I said Tina is a slut for working at Hooters? Can't she take a joke? Now I have these enormous tits and my top doesn't fit and all I want to do is... maybe... take your order and see if you want some wings with your beers? Why are you looking at my eyes? My tits are down here.

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Mind Control Monday: Good Girls Don't Think

You were clearing a jam in the copier when you suddenly remembered that you were not some stupid secretary. You held a Masters degree. So why were you dressed like some 1950s sitcom wife and making copies and fetching coffee? Then you remembered that the pretty lights told you good girls don't think and you fixed that copier and wiggled that cute as back to the meeting, where it was sure to get some pats and squeezes. Just like good girls liked.

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Sissy Queen Sunday: A Nudge

That's all it took. A nudge. You already liked makeup to turn your skin so pale. And your lips so dark. Now you've embraced this sissybitch side of you. In fact, it's all that's left. You have become your Sissy Queen's Goth slut. I am so eager to see how many cocks you can leave a dark ring around.

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Seduction Saturday: Quality Sheets

I have no idea what's happening! My girlfriend sent me home with these pink satin sheets last night after I failed to get hard because she said it would smell like her and maybe that would help a boy like me. Now I'm some stupid girl and all I can think about... mmmm... is a big, black, meaty cock filling this new hole between my legs.

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Fall for Me Friday: The Shine

I know you want to stare at my eyes, or maybe the curve of my breast just visible. I want you to focus on my shoes. How the light makes them shine. How the way I rock my foot lulls you into a state of sweet obedience. Stare at my shoes and imagine yourself groveling at them. Good boy. You are almost ready.

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