Fast

You decide you have to hurry and finish this cock that's in your mouth so you can get back to figuring out what's turning you into an Asian escort.

It doesn't take you long, new memories fill your mind with hundreds of cocks you've sucked off. It doesn't take long before your mouth is filled with salty cum and you finally find you have control over your body again.

You freeze as the door to the toilets unlock and open for a second, standing in front of the mirror and trying to wipe some leftover cum off your face without ruining your make-up.

Silence.

You turn around, seeing nobody and nothing but your own items strewn across the floor. You move over to the door and lock it again.

"Was there someone in here? Me should check before me self sex," you say as you blush a little at the thought of a poor girl catching you jerking off. And turning into an Asian escort. And being covered in cum. She must have snuck past you when you were distracted wiping your face clean.

"Wait, why is cum on my tits?" you say as you find yourself realizing the issue. "Wait, why is cum in my mouth? That's no good, it will turn me into-" You say as a orgasm-inducing pulse tears through you, causing you to moan loudly and fall to the floor, spreading your legs as you start squirting uncontrollably.

You lose your sense of self in a sea of pleasure for an unknown amount of time before you open your eyes again. "Oof, dat biggest orgasm ever," you say to yourself as you stand up, feeling... surprisingly refreshed and clean.

(Marica Hase)

You glance down your body and find you're in some sexy underwear. Well, duh, what else would you be wearing while working? You glance at your face in the mirror as you pick up your black dress and get ready to slide into it.

You're in your early thirties and you've been doing what you love so far in your life. Right now you're in bit of an financial slump as you find yourself whoring yourself out at a college and not spending your time as arm candy for some rich boys.

Your body is in great condition, though your womanhood has been partially overused. Sucking and taking it in the ass worked well enough for the single-digit boys, but nowadays only black men really made your pussy throb in anticipation for a good fucking.

Having put yourself back together, you see your phone and purse. Oh, the hypno app, you almost forgot. Now that you think about it, you are pretty certain that you didn't use to be a luxury escort an hour ago, but the alternative doesn't really spring to mind. You pick up the phone and scan yourself and find the various effects active on you.

"Hmph, what if me write something like this..."

"Edit: free use, status: complete."

"Edit Exposure corruption, source: cum, effect: complete."

You write the two sentences and smile as the active buttons disappear from the app. "Very good Ping-Pee," you say proudly to yourself and gather the items together. You should go and see Dennis if he is still a latex bitch turning bullies into pigs. Maybe you two could start your own escort company? The app would be perfect to tailor you or any employees to your clients wishes!

though, if this app is very common, maybe others are using it to change people... in which case, going into hallway without a plan might be a bad idea...