Emily: Bow-cha wa wa

It had started out with just two kids 'just fooling around'... At first she honestly thought nothing of it. But when an incredible and irresistible smell attacked her sensory organs which lead straight into her brain. Emily felt her brain fill with pheromones, her thoughts becoming foggy and indistinct.

"What is that that unusual sent, I cannot concentrate, must start thinking about dinner, must get to work, I'm late," Inner Emily cried as a mist made it way into her mind, the mist coalescing, slowly taking shape and form as a trio of girls which looked a little like Emily but a few years younger. "Forget about that, gal, bow cha wah wah" one of the mist girls told her as they transformed her mind into what could only described as a 'sex dungeon.'

As they continued kicking down all the walls of her self-control, Emily could only whine "but... but, I want romance like Romeo and Juliet."

_"Forget about that now and go work up a sweaty mess," _the misty girls countered in unison as much of Emily inner self rebelled. "But what would mother say?" Emily asked, hating the fact that she wanted to have a good fuck

_"She'd say stop fighting and Surrender," _the mist girls assured her.

"But what if tomorrow there's regret..."

By now what was left of Emily mind was just a horny mess as she let herself fall into the mist and what was left was a half naked cop with fish net stockings and a steamy personality.