His spell turns your mind to mush

I need to break this spell, you think to yourself. There has to be some way to... FUCK... As his spell fully takes hold, you never finish your thought. You scream and hold your head in your hands as your mind is flooded with one desire - to satisfy the wetness already growing between your thighs.

You collapse to the floor, trying futilely to push out the thoughts of satisfying yourself with Master's glorious cock. You look up at the chief with a fire in your eyes. "Aaaaaauuuuuhhhh," you moan, trying to spit a scathing retort back at him. But no matter how hard you try to focus your thoughts and formulate words all that leaves your lips are grunts and moans. You continue trying to focus on simple things. Your name. Rosa. Your spells. Healing. Your objective. Get... On that cock and let Master fuck you. NO! You continue for several minutes, trying desperately to hold on to some semblance of your old self.

It is an impossible battle. You look up at Master again, fixating on his large, throbbing manhood, ready to fill you with his seed. You've never wanted something more in your entire life. He steps away from his throne and walks up to you with a smile on his face. With his spell corrupting your mind, you return the smile, happy that your kind master sees you favorably. All the others in the room know better, however. He's smiling because he won.

"I am Chief Kos, your master," he begins, searing his words directly into your subconscious. "You are **** to my cock. You only live to serve my cock." You nod your head, staring expectantly at his fucktool, wondering how long you will have to wait for him to bend you over and claim your virginity. Instead, he continues speaking, searing his words permanently into your brain."Your name is Cunt."

No! Your mind protests for but a moment. That's not my name, my name is... Cunt. You smile. Master is kind enough to give you a name! One so fitting for your position. As **** to Master's cock, your worth is only in your cunt, after all.

"You serve me and me alone. You will do everything I command you. I will fuck you whenever and wherever I like." You wet yourself slightly at that phrase, your corrupted mind completely thrilled that Master will have full access to your body. "You will gain pleasure only from this cock. You will not satisfy your desires by yourself, or from anyone else." You are confused at this command. Why would you need anyone else when Master can fuck you every day? "And finally," he continues, "you will bear my offspring and produce an heir worthy of protecting and ruling this village."

You close your eyes momentarily, then open then again to a permanent blank stare. Your constant mental images of being filled with Master's cock shift into images of your breasts, tender and swollen even larger than your already massive tits. Your nipples are stiff, enlarged, and leaking milk. Most of all, your large, round belly is ready to birth Master's child. The thought completely breaks your will and you stop fighting the urges. You cannot wait to begin serving Master and having him take your virginity and fill you with his seed.