Let them realise but don’t let them stop

You watch with diabolical glee as the two girls, speaking in nothing but sexual pleas, try desperately to communicate with one another. Neither one aware of what they’re saying and trying frantically to understand why the other is behaving, speaking and teasing them like this…

But you can’t help yourself, you want to take it further… you want to double down their humiliation by revealing the truth of what you’ve done to them. Taking hold of the gemstone with your free hand you concentrate on both helpless girls simultaneously;

You are aware that what you are doing and saying is not normal, but are unable to stop.

The change that comes over both of the aroused girl’s faces is dramatic and immediate. Each one suddenly looks down at themselves in horror, Misty’s legs quickly jumping to cross themselves at her slick wet thighs, while Taylor’s hands stop rubbing her breasts and quickly cup them protectively. The soaking wet patch in the front of her yoga pants only grows bigger.

Both girls stumble, like the waves of powerful arousal you’d put in their heads have grown even stronger with clearer heads.

“Spank my fun buns!” Misty gasps in shock. It’s immediately clear from her tone that she actually tried to say something like ‘What the fuck’ – but of course your instruction replaced every word that came out of her mouth. What makes it even better is a split second later as you watch the girl simultaneously realise what she’d just said and try to bring a hand up to cover her mouth in shock, only for that hand to dart down to her ass instead and smack herself hard.

This time she reacts with a squeak, jumping onto her toes in horror as she feels the full stinging impact of her own hand with new-found consciousness. The red blush on her ass is quickly matched by a similar crimson spreading across her other cheeks.

She squirms awkwardly on the spot, up on her toes as she reels around and tries to shield her bottomlessness from her topless friend with one of her hands between her legs.

“Sexy phat ass!” *Smack* “Fuck me in my needy asshole!” *Smack* “I’m a buttslut!” *Smack*

Misty moans out each time, her voice breathless and strained as you watch the realisation of what’s happening to her dawn on her face. After a tentative moment she experimentally tries to speak again, “Anal fuckslut.” *Smack*

The brunette quickly snaps her mouth shut and stares wide eyed and frantic at Taylor, who isn’t faring much better.

The topless blonde has meekly backed away from the bottomless girl, her eyes like saucers as she clutches at her own sensitive breasts – half to keep them covered and half to keep the pleasurable stimulation going. Now aware of how she’d been playing with them, Taylor feels the full **** of her own arousal far stronger in her clearer mind.

More timidly than the other girl you watch the blonde open her mouth to speak, her bottom lip quivering even as her lips move back and forth. You snort, trying to hold back a laugh as you watch the girl realise there isn’t a sound escaping her talking mouth until, with a terrified mewl, she softly strokes her nipples.

Suddenly it’s like she’s been unmuted, her voice cutting in mid-sentence;

“-ouncing boobies!”

Taylor immediately stifles herself, gasping in mute horror as the two roommates just stare at each other, mortified, confused and desperately, desperately, horny.

Despite herself Misty is obviously struggling to keep her eyes off of Taylor’s breasts, and Taylor can’t help but lick her lips, her gaze glued to Misty’s ass – It’s obvious the pair are helplessly infatuated with each other’s ‘assets’ despite their horror.

Unseen by both of them you smirk, you want to break them… to push them over the edge…

Concentrating on Misty you issue her new commands; Your name is ‘Tushie’ and the name of the girl opposite you is ‘Tits’, you know this isn’t right but can’t remember or think of anything else to call each other.

Switching to Taylor you give her the inverse; Your name is ‘Tits’ and the name of the girl opposite you is ‘Tushie’, you know this isn’t right but can’t remember or think of anything else to call each other.

With a final flourish you focus on the pair of them, feeling the gemstone grow a little warmer in your hand as you do; When you speak, your words come out as you intend them to.

It doesn’t take long for ‘Tits’ to try to speak experimentally again, her hands teasingly massaging her bare breasts as she does,

“T-Tushie… what’s happen- I can speak!” The girl gasps, letting go of her tits to reach for her mouth, only to mute herself again.

In response ‘Tushie’ shakes her head frantically, “That’s not my name!” *Smack* “My name is…” *Smack*

She stops, her bottom lip quivering as her eyes dart around the apartment wildly, “That’s not right!” *Smack* “My name is Tushie and yours is… Tits!…” *Smack* “Oh god why do I keep doing this it hurts…” *Smack* “What’s happening to us?! Our clothes…” *Smack* “…Our names…” *Smack* “Your boobs…” *Smack*

Tushie’s voice goes breathless again and you watch as a literal trickle of wetness slides from her aching sex and starts to run down the inside of her bare thighs.

"What's my name...?" *Smack*

Tits whimpers and matches her roommates shaking head, only her eyes stay glued to every spanking Tushie gives herself and on the final smack you actually see Tits lurch forwards a single step, her mouth open, like she was about to rush Tushie and bury her face between her cheeks.

You brace in anticipation, your hand slowing its pumping on your cock as you watch the two girls obviously fight against their own urges, holding your breath… is this the moment they break?