Turning Yourself into a Addict

Among your favorite genres of stories were ones about dependence. Sometimes it was something more fantastical like an addiction to cock. How many times had you been talking to college recruiters or distinguished adults while playing with the fantasy of being trained to be psychologically dependent on a man's cock? Pleading with him from an unmanageable state of desperation. In a state where you'd do anything to have it?

And had the fantasy remained there it might have stayed an impossibility.

But, on one of your nightly crawls for degrading porn, after finishing your homework of course, you came across a story about a woman who'd been slipped **** at a party. No matter how hard she fought it, she eventually came back for her latest fix. And in that story, her dealer took full advantage. Shaping her into his ideal woman.

The truly horrifying part was the description of her decay. The way she sold off parts of her life she held dear just so she could get her latest fix. How her need for it totally consumed every part of her. You came over and over that night, thinking about having your prestigious life taken from you by your own dependence.

And just like that, you were hooked. Porn about dependent **** addicts became a regular part of your masturbatory repertoire. Soon, your own brain had started to betray you.

Just how could you go about turning yourself into a **** addict? Putting yourself into a state of total dependence? Ruining every aspect of your life to get a fix?

With the same logical, goal-oriented brain that you'd used to become top of your class, you began to consider how you could turn this fantasy into reality. The first question, of course, was just what **** to get hooked on...

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