All of it combined

I fixed a stack of papers, sitting at my desk while smiling at my older but very beautiful assistant. "Thank you, Diana. It's been quite the venture becoming a psychiatrist of all things, having so many new patients has been a bit intimidating. I can always rely on you."

Diana smiled while pulling back her blonde hair and blushed, "Well I just figured the new patients might bring back troublesome memories and so a nice treat, some fresh coffee and a little gift could at least help you keep the strength to press on."

I smiled weakly and it was my turn to blush. I had once been a powerful sorcerer, but the power had corrupted me and I had lost everything. I had turned my old house into a fortress, my family into servants and the last thing before I realized the error of my ways...my crush into my sex ****. The sweet and intelligent Marissa was transformed into a complete primal slut and no amount of magic could turn her back. My own sex addiction had ruined the lives of those around me and I proved I was not worthy of my gift. Thinking back I reached up and nervously rubbed the small metal collar around my neck, holding both my powers and temptations at bay. "You are a true sweetheart."

Seeing my frown she smiled warmly and touched my hand, "Honey, you've spent months telling those that come in here that you truly believe people can change. And look at that they did. All they needed to do was believe that their past didn't define their future. It's about time you take your own advice."

I nodded weakly and frowned harder at my next patient. Sex addict. "You still have the...gift I gave you?"

Rolling her eyes my assistant nodded, "Always keep it at my desk, just to keep you from exploding with anxiety. Can you think on my words at least? Maybe try to make amends or find closure?"

I nodded and watched the blonde leave, unable to stop myself from watching her ass sway to the door in her black dress. The collar hummed and echoes of my old self chimed in my head, "Why just leave her as a loyal assistant? She will do anything you say. Bend her over the desk and claim that sexy ass! It already belongs to you. Make her beg for your ultra cock and tell her that her sexy sister and daughters are next! She's a slut just waiting to happen, you can feel it. Just with a slight nudge you can bring that side out!"

I shook my head and took a sip of coffee, that tantalizing rear gone when I looked back up. My heart felt tight, it was true, the last spell he casted was a loyalty and servitude charm on Diana. She was meant to be incredibly loyal, admiring and helpful but the voice was right. If he asked anything of her she would do it happily. I don't know what came over me, but I gave in just enough to keep the voice at bay. Pressing the intercom I heard a beep of the assistant answering, "Diana? You are wildly horny and need to cum several times to get it out of your system. You are incredibly sensitive and uninhibited and your orgasms are stronger than anything you have ever imagined. You will be so horny you won't care about anything but cumming. You will not enter my office. After you cum yourself silly you will clean yourself up. You will now forget I ever asked anything of you."

On the other side of the door Diana blushed. An overwhelming heat had hit her and her thighs were blasted with a torrent of her juices flooding her panties and pouring down her legs. Fuck she never felt herself get so wet so fast? It felt like she pissed herself! God her dress and underwear were drenched and instinctively she reached down to take them off, "OOAAOHHH!" she moaned loudly. Just lightly touching near her pussy set her brain on fire. By the time the shock had faded she shivered in bliss realizing her fingers were inside herself with her panties pulled to the side, she wasn't holding back and loud wet sounds echoed in the office. She felt her moisture flick over her hand and onto her chair flooding anything that came close to her pussy and the heat radiated in her chest. The sweet assistant's eyes were wide open and practically feral, "UUNNGHH I need to cum. GOD I NEED TO CUM! FUUUUCK!" With a wet squirt the papers on her desk were rained on, ruining them instantly but Diana didn't care. Fuck those appointments. She couldn't help them in this state! Doubling down from her first amazing orgasm the blonde used her other hand to reach down the top of her dress and squeeze her breast, "Ohhhh so fucking sensitive! Mmmhmm about to...agAIAAAAAAAAIIIN! ~*whhooohhh*~" You would think that two world shattering orgasms would not just melt her brain as it did, but exhaust the woman. But her need only grew, the heat overtook her and she screamed and moaned like a pornstar. She loved the sensations and she pushed herself on, **** for another orgasm like the one before. She crushed on the Doctor and secretly hoped he heard her and took the stick out of his ass and fucked her on the desk. She was so fucking horny. Luckily they were done with appointments until tomorrow morning.

I smiled hearing very clearly my assistant go from sweet and warm to absolutely debased and slutty. It reminded me of before and gave me my fix. Something about corrupting a woman and pleasuring them was addicting. At least this way Diana was stopping me from giving into my old self and becoming toxic or controlling. A few minutes of fun for both of us was harmless. She would even have a high from all the chemicals assaulting her brain.

Diana couldn't stop giggling between her moans, drool fell down her chin. Gone was any rational thought and all she felt were uninhibited thoughts. She pictured herself storming into his office with her tits hanging out of her dress, smelling like desire and dropping to her knees, begging him to cast his magic on her and transforming her into...anything he desired. God she remembered hearing of Marissa and imagined being a young, super curvy slut stripping with her at her club, kissing and- "YYYYYYNNNNNNNGGGGAAAAAAAGHHHHH!" The woman fell off the chair squirting wildly and passed out before she hit the ground.

God not jerking it after hearing a scream that would chill the blood of most people was hard. To the average person her scream was a terrifying one of someone being tortured or in danger, but to my experienced self I recognized it as the shattering of one's self. For that orgasm Diana had fractured both mentally and sexually into something else. The voice was right, there was something hidden under my spell to make her so well behaved. I wanted to check the damage so badly, how wet her workspace had become. What naughty position she had cum her brains out in. If she still was wearing that sexy dress. But these were the very thoughts I was fighting. As an addict I had moments where my morals, my relationships would fade and cave versus my desires. The collar just helped keep myself in check and stop my magic. Luckily Diana was already charmed. Letting out a loud elated sigh I went back to work reading the case I was concerned with all week.