Surprisingly yes. At least, from his perspective.

John kept eating Veronica's ass a bit before responding. It felt... weird to her. He wasn't tonguing the outside or anything. No, he was spreading her as wide as he could and sticking his tongue as deep as he could. He went on like this for a little while, leaving her to her thoughts.

Eventually, she found her thoughts enough to reply. "Mmmmm... you could play with my hole a little bit more. You don't have to go so deep. That feels so nice. Still, though. You pushing your dick down my throat while I slam my hands on your hips to push you away was for my benefit? I swear, I can almost physically feel my AGS slide into place on this one. I believe you. Really, truly - I do. But I don't understand. How on earth does that make sense?"

"Don't worry, pet. I'll get to your sphincter eventually. I'm doing something here." Calling her 'pet' - it was a gentle nudge to remember her pronouns. He pulled back, and spit into her ass. Then he did it again, and a few more times. "I'll explain everything. It all comes down to a few factors. First, I need to protect you. One way or another, all it will take is literally a few of the wrong words from someone outside, and your memory is erased completely and you are dead to the world. It's instant, and it can even happen on accident. Remember that girl you described who just wandered about saying 'Please can I suck your cock?'"

Veronica nodded, remembering. The first story she had found had been about that girl who wandered about in a daze, only able to think when a cock's deep in her throat, but unable to speak. What had horrified her was that this girl had been lauded as a *success story.* As in, no one had kidnapped her and abused her to ****. The article she was reading had even suggested that other "AGS handlers" might want to try that method to protect their loved ones.

"She was what's called a Gibbering Mouther. You remember we fought one of those in D&D a few years back? Well, the AGS community stole the name, and you can see why. There are people who seem to really enjoy picking out AGS victims and turning them into public toys like that. There are straight-up premade scripts and contracts online, and a whole forum of... ew... hunters... who will seek out untrained pets and spend 5 minutes reading one of their terribly robust sets of instructions and then just... walk away. Then the Mouther is forever programmed to very precisely do the horrific or sexual or sometimes even violent public thing, and the instructions are carefully written to be very hard to erase. Some are even stealthy - a movie slut with headphones, glasses, and a hoodie who unzips you, blows you, and runs off to do it again in the next theater before you can tell what just happened or follow them at all, but they keep going _forever. _It only takes 50 loads a day to sustain a small slut, so they just live on the cum."

"Sometimes, if they find someone else with AGS they convert them too and it spreads like a virus. One movie theater had a literal horde of them - like rats or something, they'd hide in the building, doing their best to avoid being seen at all times. Then, when the movie started, they would swarm into the theater, sucking every dick and licking every pussy multiple times. The theater had no incentive to fix it, their business was booming and there was no cost - the Mouthers lived on cum and piss and gave each other daily tongue baths in the back rooms. They were even programmed to blowbang any cops sent until the cop collapsed. They were set and left by some passing hunter, and it took months to clear out the colony. And once they're set the poor Gibbering Mouthers usually just... suck cock and eats pussy until they die. A lot of the gimps in gay town are secretly like that these days. I need to protect you from that fate, or worse - a true sociopath finding you."

John shuddered a little at the thought. There were some threads with a bunch of sociopaths trying to one-up others. Its got ugly.

"A sociopath wouldn't just remove all four of your limbs, with no true limits they can push out to some insane places." John shuddered. "There's this video. One sociopath took his victim out to her school and had her sit naked in a hammock out front - she was still 18 and in high school."

For the first time since he'd started speaking, John pulled his tongue out of her asshole before he continued.

"It's fucked up. He hooked a clear tube up going between his ****'s ass and her mouth, commanded his **** to throw up and shit, then started to take donations from her old classmates. He'd abused her so much through training and transformation that he was able to take donations to... ugh... change which direction her fluid flowed through the pipe. He could even change which fluid was involved - making her spit flow much faster than was natural. He let people pay to change how each felt or tasted to the ****. There's a full video on this. It starts at the beginning, where you can see... before all this starts, he wipes her memory. All the conditioning, all the commands are still in place, but it feels to her like she just showed up to a normal school day before this horror show happens."

John shuddered, then continued. "But we're not even close to done. In the worst part, the **** saw her bully walk up, pay $20, and tell the sociopath that they wanted the **** to shit into the pipe hard enough to push the ****'s spit back into her mouth, but that they wanted that spit to taste like horse cum. Then they paid an extra 10 to fuck her tits while she did it - the whole time, the sociopath prodded the bully to say things involving her childhood, stuff like:

'Hey, remember when you and I were at church camp and you said you didn't like potato salad? You were so cute! You had a little temper tantrum! I saw your tits jiggle a bit while you stomped around - I never expected your nipples to be so big! Does that horse cum taste better or worse than that potato salad? Awww... you can't talk, it's okay - I can help! Cum if it tastes better. Never cum again for the rest of your life if it tastes worse'.

Then sociopath sold the videos to the rest of her classmates, teachers, coworkers, and all her facebook friends. Then he sold them online. Then he hacked her parent's computers and locked the video in as their screensaver. Now the videos have spread so far they're just a fucking meme - the goddamn rainbow shitsnack ****. Running into one of these people is almost an immediate **** sentence unless I'm around. And these fucking sociopaths are everywhere, each trying to one-up another. So that's the first factor. You're hard to protect, and I need to protect you."

Veronica's eyes widened as he spoke. She had seen some stories that had made it all the way to the public news - but this was from fringe websites, and holy fuck she had no idea this kind of thing was going on.

"But protecting you isn't enough, obviously. There's more than just that."