A post from the DGF that caught my eye:
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This video arouses me tremendously.
https://youtu.be/nmXG0dDrNQc
I am dreaming of consensual lobotomy to become a devote, willingless, cardiganized sissy wife in twinsets.
https://youtu.be/mpsuAAtE7-Y
The buttoned cardigan is an absolute must, even better a classic round neck twinset Grace Kelly style.
https://www.stepfordwives.org/dressing.html
Can anyone help me into this by a beautiful consensual story?
Aching for it .... Kate
I am so much aching for it.
See how i am longing for oblivion and becoming a human vegetable.
prettyplease ... do it!
YESSSSSS.... I love the pain!
Wonderful, I love it .....
My dreams have been fulfilled. Now I am ready for cardiganization.
Ready for my Stepford outfit.
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And lead to this:
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*Lobotomy Spike 01*
"Well hello my dear, what can I do
for you?" Smiled the cardigan-wearing lady standing next to the machine
that looked, for all the world, like a 50's sit-in hairdryer.
"I.. uh..." Kate muttered, nerves alight as she stared at the machine.
"Cat
got your tongue girl?" The lady asked, smiling and adjusting her
tumbling blonde curls. "Why don't you have a seat and we'll talk." She
urged, patting the seat.
Gulping, Kate spun around and sat
herself down in the seat. Looking up at the slightly intimidating lady
and her actually intimidating horn-rimmed glasses she grinned anxiously
and wrung her hands.
"Now that we have you sat down," the blonde
lady cooed, taking hold of Kate's hands with her own strong, smooth,
fingers, "what can I do for you?"
"I, uh, I heard that you do..."
Kate half-stammered, anxiously trying to force the words out but
stalling as though they were a lump too-big to free from her throat.
"Oh
we do. We do so many things." The blonde lady cooed, showing a shocking
array of teeth as she smiled. "What particular thing that we do are you
curious about?"
"Ummm..." Kate took a deep breath, her ample
bust expanding impressively, and struggled to speak around a body tense
with nerves. "L-l-l..."
"L?... Lollipops? Lordy no, we don't do that. Something else?" The smiling lady asked, leaning in close.
"l-l-lobotomy!" Kate blurted, cringing in the seat.
"Lobotomy?" The curly-haired blonde asked, sitting upright and adjusting her glasses.
"Y-yeah... Do you do?..." Kate's voice trailed off helplessly.
"Oh my, yes." The blonde lady nodded with a smile. "We absolutely do that." She cooed. "Is it... for you?"
"Erm... yeah. I... is that ok?" Kate asked uncertainly.
"It
is absolutely fabulous. Just like you." The blonde lady purred,
stroking Kate's brown curls as she picked a long, t-shaped, Spike up
from a nearby table.
"Oh gosh! I-i-is that..." Kate stammered, eyes growing wide as she stared at the gleaming tip of the Spike.
"It's
the Spike," the blonde lady cooed, "the tool that gets thrust into your
brain and then churns up that annoying part that is you and all your
thinking." The blonde lady said, tapping Kate's forehead with one
finger. "It will turn you into a pretty, obedient, mindless little
plaything." She smiled.
"Oh gosh, oh wow... that..." Kate
muttered, thighs rubbing together as she felt her pussy tingle in
delicious, terrified, anticipation.
"That what?" The blonde lady asked, a hint of menace in her tone.
"Th-that
sounds... like what I want!" Kate exclaimed, nipples tingling as she
stared at the razor-tip of the gleaming metal tool.
"Good girl."
The blonde lady purred. "And, once I'm done, I'll dress you up like such
a good little housewife. You'll wear a prim dress, a buttoned-up
cardigan and not a scrap of brains."
"Oh yesss..." Kate moaned,
licking her lips and grinding her hips into the seat as she felt an
eager, submissive, thrill course through her. "Do it, make me a perfect
housewife!"
Showing off every one of her truly impressive teeth,
the blonde lady smiled and brought the tip of the Spike up terrifyingly
close to Kate's face.
"Uhhm... H-how will you do it to me?" Kate asked, voice trembling as her nipples stiffened.
"Simple enough." The blonde lady smiled. "This tip goes in right next to your pretty little eye and down into your brain."
"Ohhh...
Oh yes please." Kate moaned, biting her lip and slowly rocking her hips
into the seat as her cunt became increasingly juicy. "A-a-and what do
you do once it's in my brain?"
"I'll work the tip around and
destroy every last scrap of your personality my dear. When I'm done with
you, you won't be you anymore. You'll be a mindless, brainless little
housewife who will do whatever she's instructed without a second
thought." The blonde purred.
"Ohhh... Yes, yes, yes! That sounds
so fucking good." Kate gasped, body writhing sensually as her pussy
churned with heat and need.
"Good girl." The blonde lady cooed as she carefully guided the tip of the Spike up to Kate's eye. "Ready to go?"
"Gods yes, do me." Kate moaned, staring at the tip of the Spike - so close it was blurry.
*Spllltch*
Went the Spike as the tip smoothly slid into Kate's eye, around the
sphere of her left eyeball and headed towards her waiting brain.
"FNuuhhh..."
Kate moaned, clutching the armwrests and thrusting her stiff-nippled
bust out as she struggled to keep her head still.
"Beautiful
girl..." The blonde lady purred, stroking Kate's breasts with one hand
as she continued thrusting the Spike into her head with the other. "Nice
and steady, no sudden moves."
"Unnhh... T-this feels
amaaaazing..." Kate groaned, biting her lip and jamming her left hand
down to her sopping pussy as she trembled in the chair, feeling every
sliver of the Spike's progress towards her brain.
Then Kate gasped as she felt a sparkling white pressure that left spots in her vision.
"Feel
that my dear? That's the tip kissing your brain." The blonde lady
smiled. "One more nudge and the Spike will be in you and ready to ravage
you."
"Ohhh... yesss, do it to me..." Kate moaned, hand working
her pussy furiously as she readied for the pain of the final thrust of
the Spike into her brain, the center of who she was.
And it came -
a blossoming surge of pressure and lightness inside her forehead that
left Kate gagging and shuddering in lust and pain.
"It's in pretty thing," the blonde lady whispered into Kate's ear, "ready to have that brain of yours reduced to nothing?"
"Hnnn...
I feel it... so deep in me." Kate replied, a slight slur in her voice.
"Do me. Make me nothing." She moaned, hips starting to shudder as an
orgasm started to blossom in her loins.
Kate saw the blonde lady
take a firm grip on the Spike's t-handle. Felt a pressure in her head
spike into pain. Felt her orgasm ripple though her.
Felt her world...
...her world...
...lights, colours, disjointed...
...jumbled, turning, upside-down and rushing towards the ground...
...an orgy from earlier that spring...
...noise, screaming, her friend Josie spraying against the wall as she was fed into a meatgrinder...
...the spike in her brain...
...brain, hers? A brain...
...an asian girl, laughing...
...cocks slamming into her, violating her ass...
...the smiling blonde lady's hand working the handle back-and-forth...
...the smell of roasting flesh as a darker-skinned girl rotated on a spit...
...pressure, strange, the tip of, of... Spike.
Kate blinked. Or did she.
A pretty brunette blinked.
"Good
girl..." Cooed a smiling blonde lady as she placed a bloodied Spike on a
tray and turned back to cup the brunette's face in her hands.
"Thank you." The pretty brunette replied.
"Up you get."
The pretty brunette rose up from the seat.
"Now
let's put this on you." The blonde lady said, handing the pretty
brunette a nice, knitted, cardigan. "Like a good little housewife."
"Yes. I will do that." The pretty brunette replied, taking the cardigan, slipping it on and carefully buttoning up the front.
"Perfect.
Such a good girl." The blonde lady smiled. "Now, go that way and do as
you're told. You'll be such a treat for whoever takes you in."
"Yes. I will be a treat." The pretty brunette replied, smiling and heading in the direction she was bidden.
As the pretty brunette primly walked away she passed a pair of chesty beauties who stared at her in amazement.
"So... she's just... a zombie now?" The tall, tanned, brunette of the pair asked the blonde lady.
"Not a zombie. A perfect, obedient, fucktoy of a housewife." The blonde lady corrected with a smile.
"And you can do that to anybody?" Asked the toned redhead, one eyebrow raised.
"Absolutely
anybody, as long as you hurry that is. My shift ends in 20 minutes and
then my darling replacement Melony is going to be so kind as to do the
very same to me." The blonde lady grinned, giving an eager shudder and
licking her lips. "So, either of you?..." She asked.
"Yeah, I think... both of us?" The redhead replied, looking to her friend for confirmation.
"Both
of us." The tanned brunette smiled, giving the redhead a kiss before
scooping the beauty up, sliding into the seat and depositing the
giggling ginger into her lap.
"Very well then, who first?"
******
Thoughts on this?
Wednesday, 28 November 2018
Wednesday, 7 November 2018
Thanksgiving-Shaped Story Sale & Prize Draw!
In celebration of one of the following: (take your pick)
How does it work?
Simple. You buy one and then you get one of equal or lesser value for free.
This is valid for stories and for comics, so feel free to mix & match to your libido's content.
I'm running this sale for the next 2 weeks before I shut it down.
Oh, and, I'm going to randomly draw 1 person from among the people who buy something during the sale and I'll send that person a copy of *EVERY BUNDLE & COMIC* on my 'Buy my writing' page.
Motivated? You know you are!
Questions? Comments? FrictionByBill@gmail.com.
- American Thanksgiving
- The Democrats taking the House.
- Days that end in Y.
- Satan.
How does it work?
Simple. You buy one and then you get one of equal or lesser value for free.
This is valid for stories and for comics, so feel free to mix & match to your libido's content.
I'm running this sale for the next 2 weeks before I shut it down.
Oh, and, I'm going to randomly draw 1 person from among the people who buy something during the sale and I'll send that person a copy of *EVERY BUNDLE & COMIC* on my 'Buy my writing' page.
Motivated? You know you are!
Questions? Comments? FrictionByBill@gmail.com.
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