A Pink and Purple Spiral

It's been a tough day today. You didn't get enough sleep. Work sucked. There was a traffic jam on your way home meaning you got to spend even more of your day away. But you are home now, finally.

You flop on the couch. You don't bother to change from your uniform. You will probably try and go to bed soon, anyway, but maybe just a little TV first. You have gotten so little time to yourself lately, just a little bit of down time would be nice before having to start it all over again tomorrow.

You grab the remote and flip on the TV. The screen flashes. A bright pink and purple spiral appears. Spinning. Circling into the center of your screen. Nothing else. Only a colorful swirl taking up the entirety of your 42" TV.

It's strange. You don't remember ever seeing something like this before. You certainly don't remember it being the last thing you had on your TV the night before. But that doesn't seem to bother you right now. You loosen your grip on the remote and let it fall from your hand. Something about this is nice.

You feel so relaxed watching. You sink deeper and deeper into the plush cushion of your couch. The tightness in your muscles just fades away. The long toil of the day is behind you now. You are home now. Staring deep into the spiral and it feels so so relaxing.

The swirling pinks and purples pulsate and change. Drawing you further and further into its almost gravitational pull. You can't look away. More importantly, you don't want to. Your mind completely trapped in the event horizon of the spiral. Deep in the center. Pulling you in more and more. So sweet. So calm. So relaxing.

Your thoughts begin to drift away. Floating in and going *poof* like little bubbles in a stream.

*pop*

Gone. Just as quickly as they form. Leaving your mind blank and empty. Docile. The swirl etched into your mind. Wrapping your ditzy little mind in a steamy pink haze.

You giggle to yourself. Just a bit ago you were thinking about work. About how little time you felt you had. Now all of that seems so unimportant. It's funny. You chuckle again. You are so silly. You are just a dumb bimbo. You don't need to think at all anymore. You don't need to do anything but keep watching.

A heat starts rising in your chest. You feel a gentle warmth fill you as you take a deep deep inhale. That heat is flowing to your breasts. Your hands begin to rise. Lifting up your shirt and flinging it to the side. You find your fingers begin to grope and caress your nipples. Teasing them. It feels good. It is making you hot. Horny. More and more sensitive with each wandering caress.

You begin to feel your tits expand. Growing, filling in the space between your fingers. Pushing and straining against your hands. Bigger and bigger with each deep breath in. Inflating into big round balloons with big sensitive nipples. They are perfect for a dumb bimbo like you.

You begin to imagine how they might feel bouncing around as you are getting fucked from behind. What they might look like with cum splattered across them. It gets you even hotter. You squeeze your big new titties between your finger tips. Dumb. Blank. Obedient. Horny.

Trickles of spit dribbling from your ruby red lips as your mouth hangs open. Pinks and purples dancing in your vacant empty eyes.

Your hand now starts to drift between your legs. Reaching down to your crotch beneath your waistband. You don't remember whether you had a cock or a pussy before. Though it doesn't matter. This show is for girls. That must be what you are.

Just a dumb, bimbo slut. Existing only to suck. To fuck. To be used. To look pretty. That's what girls are for. No thoughts. No will. Only pleasure.

You rub your crotch with growing devotion. Still looking deep into the spiral. It's staring back at you. It starts to feel almost encouraging. It's warm glow washes over you. Your delicate hands gently stroking your crotch. More and more pleasure emanates from your fingertips.

Your other hand rises to your lips. Tracing a tender outline of their plump curves before pumping your fingers into your hot wet mouth. You imagine your lips wrapping around a big juicy cock. You love big cocks. You try to fit a few more into your mouth at a time all the while your tongue glides along, picturing hot sticky cum shooting down your throat.

You stroke faster and faster. Both hands are now pumping as fast as they will go. You feel yourself building and building closer to an orgasm. You want it. You need it. But you can't yet.

As your fingers piston words appear on screen for the first time.

"CUM" in bold black letters.

Your entire body erupts in ecstasy. An electrifying orgasm rattles through your bones across every nerve ending in your body. You thank the spiral for allowing this release. Allowing you to reach the pinnacle of pleasure. You convulse. Every muscle squeezes tight and then releases.

You fall down on the couch, limp and exhausted. The spiral's dominant light still dancing in your vision.

The last thing you see is the word, "SLEEP," briefly flash on your screen. You lose consciousness and the world goes black.

You wake up the next morning covered in sweat. You notice a large damp spot between your legs, sticky to the touch. There is something else on the TV now, but it seems super boring. Just some dumb guy talking about blah blah blah. Who cares? You don't pay it any mind.

You get up to clean up the tacky feeling between your thighs. As you enter the bathroom you look in the mirror and see the beautiful blonde bimbo that you are. That you always must have been.

You kick off your pants and hop in the shower. As the hot water pours down you think about all the fun you are going to have today. Maybe you pay that news guy a visit? Maybe he's not so boring with his pants off. You find your hand reaching back between your legs as you drift away forever wrapped in the pink and purple haze.