You melt into him~

His words echo in your head,

"Everything will be easier"........."Relax"........"Let go"........

Your body, once rigid and on edge, ready to bolt out the door, begins to "Relax". All the sensations and words swirling around in your ever increasingly slowing mind, making your thoughts fuzzier and your body hotter. Your heart pulsing and tummy alight with butterflies. Sensations so new and unfamiliar. Your breathing hitching and rapid.

Youve never been aroused in this way. Its Electric! His fingers feel SO Hot on your skin. You begin to melt into him, and you fully trust him to brace you, and that "Everything will be easier" this way.

Ever since you met Bobby, youve found him the kind of man you wanted to be. Built, confident and casually cool, an aura of dominance. Often hanging out and trying to impress him with how many girls you could lay. You just didnt realize what this interest was properly until Right now.

"Uhm...mmmffuck..ngh..S-s-sir-erUH I MEAN UhmBobby! I-uh I didn-" you moan out in a stuttering mess, overloaded by all the stimulation. Where the fuck did that come from!?

"OH-HO~ Nonono, i caught that, oh how cute.... I like that." He says in a playful but domineering tone right by your ear while applying more stimualtion to your buds "Wow...you've got it bad don't you? You're such a Good Girl for me already~"

Those words Short circuit your further dumbing brain into Subspace and a Powerful shiver smashes down throughout your nervous system, pooling in your tummy as if there was a swirl of sensations moving rapidly around within, alighting more internal burning desire. You've completely forgotten whatever pathetic denials and refusals you would've sputtered and just "Let Go".

"You've always been so **** for my praise and attention. Its been cute, watching you these past few months." He says in a tone that pulses all along your skin. He's lightly nipping at your neck, and your brain just completely halts at this point, you're just a toy.

Your hips begin to lift into his throbbing member. Slightly beginning to grind on it without even realizing yourself.

"Allright girls, slow down. Focus on sucking and biting her inner thighs, savouring her taste. Drive this needy slut wild, make her want to be a good dog and Beg."

They both stop servicing your cock and balls, an audible pop and a giggle from the redhead as she leans back, the both of them giggling to eachother over their mutual understanding of the **** you're about to go through and the front row seats they'll have to your expressions.

You almost begin to cry at the loss of the sensation around your cock, the sudden lack of warm bitings along your neck, and hands on your chest, along with the knowledge they're only going to tease your senstive body now instead. You're so far gone by this point, you've never experienced subpace. Your whole body just feels so heavy, your knees are Pure jelly. Suddenly the floors out from under you.

Bobby lifts you with nearly no effort thanks to his adonis like new form. You just barely register this a second before you feel yourself land in his lap and you're nestled against his chest, his arms around you. Bobby is sitting on the side of the bed, with you sitting, straddling one thigh, with your back laying against his torso, you twitch and writhe as the girls at your inner thighs are suckling, biting, and licking all along them.

Your body is a haze of sensation, your mind so full of pleasing words and arresting aromas. The scent of sex permeating the air from their session before you even arrived. Bobbys musk is so present in your mind, theres no one thing you can focus on. Your arousal is building in a way you've never experienced before. You've not been changed yet, but at the same time, you feel you have been, irreversibly so.

You're still terrified in the back of your mind, alarm bells ringing and screaming, "LEAVE!" "GET OUT" "WERE NOT A SISSY BITCH, SO GO!" But at the same time, another, louder, but less agressive, and far more prescient and sensual part of you is sweetly embracing and subduing your denial and rage, "But what if we are, everything will be easier, no?......What if we're no different than our sister?.......What if we could be like her?.......She looked so blissed out when we saw her......We were meant for this."

"Its Ok, R E L A X and L E T G O."

Unbeknownst to you, Bobby doesn't actually intend on forcibly changing you. He wants to, the drive to just aggressively break you in physically sounds just perfect, but no quick out for you. He wants you so broken down that YOU'RE begging for it willingly.

He knows you're in love, he's always known since before even you did. He wants you to be his submissive pup in, mind, body and soul, not just your subconscious. You've been his bitch for months, which is apparent by the fact you immediately ran to him for safety upon being in danger during the incident with your Brother, well, now Sister.

"You're gonna be so Beautiful, all Stupid, Empty, and Absolutely Devoted."

He whispers into your ear. You shudder and audibly whimper at the insults, knowing they apply, more now than ever. They're correct...fitting...you ARE becoming dumber, or have you always been this dumb? Are you even thinking anymore?

"You're so cute when you're dropping like that. How did I ever make myself wait? Should've done this forever ago."

He immediatelly bites into the crook of your neck, towards the nape, and your entire system is sent into Overdrive. Your whole body is somehow both tense and completely slack. Your brain is mush, and everything's focused on the spot where his teeth are digging into your skin. Marking you. Like an owner. Your head thrown back, mewling and crying out. The girls giggling at your display. Nothing makes sense but it all feels absolutely right.

"Mmmph mmmpl-pllease-se s-sto-"

He growls into your neck and applies a slight more pressure, cutting you off.

"MmmFfuuuu~uuuck-k-k...y-ye-yesssyes...."

You stutter and hitch each word. He lets go of your neck and licks up the bite mark. The cold air on it is driving you wild while also minorly sobering you. But every lick sends you back into a stinging bliss.

He chuckles at your display, watching you writhe and moan, your sputtering out contradicting words. No's, Yesses, Mores and stops....you need to be told what to do. Trained to respond. He knows it. He wants you to know it. Your place beneath him, a good dog at his feet.

"I-I-umf-I doNgh-don't-t...Kn-ngh-know what-t-to doo~" Your voice somehow is more feminine, more pathetic, your stuttering is back in full ****, breath so rapid, your throat feels tight. You sound like those trannies from some of the porn you used to watch. Ever since the Bimbug Virus you've become a lot more rude to them, conflating them with Bimbug Sluts and blaming them for the worlds current problems, when it was really due to your fear and some feelings you didnt understand when you saw them and definitely didn't want to dwell on.

You turn your head to face him, resting back on his shoulder, "I've never...I-I haahn~ I-I've never felt....felt like this before. I don't, ah~, un-understand, wha-whats happening t-t-to me? Please.........Help me." Your eyes looking up at his, pleading. Wether that's to beg for more, or for him to stop it all and save you, you're not sure.

(This is my first attempt at anything like this, ive never written since i was like 13. Im 26 now lol Please give me feedback. Or if you like what I wrote <3)