Chapter 4 by Comcast
Tests on the Guest
Dumb Blondes Believe Everything ;)
Foster led the now dumb blonde woman to his kitchen. When the arrived he held a chair out for her. When she sat down Foster sat down across from her. He figured he would get her name before any further changes to her mind. She had been dumbly playing with her hair like she forgot why she was there when Foster spoke, "So what is your name miss mines Foster." he said before waiting. The woman seemed to think "So, like I think it is like Monic or or Monice maybe Monica. Yeah, yeah my names like Monica. So are we like gonna talk about Jebus and stuff?" Foster figured that was good enough he also thought it was funny she forgot the name was Jesus.
Foster's next thought was "Gullible Dumb Blonde" the woman didn't seem to change but it wasn't an outright change he made. Foster figure she was dumb enough now that she wouldn't even notice a test. "You know in a guests home you aren't supposed to hold a bible right? Also that when you sit is a seat you are supposed to spread your legs as wide as you can." the woman seemed shocked. Foster thought it failed for a moment but then the woman spoke up "I'm like so sorry sir and like I can't get like why I sat wrong." The once intelligent now gullible dumb blonde spread her legs completely and practically threw the bible onto the table. Foster was pretty impressed by his newly obtained power. He thought of how he could rule the world but that wasn't exactly what he wanted.
"Do you know why you came in here Mons?" Foster said which seemed to cause Monica to think. "Like I think to talk and stuff? And is my names like Mons? Because that like sounds nice." Foster chuckled she completely believes her name is Mons now. She was that dumb and gullible that a nickname has become her real name at least she thinks it is. "No, Mons you came here to give me your virginity and to get pregnant." Mons seemed to shake her head at this. "But like I thots I was like saving my virgenity for mirage. But if you like say that it musts be like true." Foster was completely broken inside full of laughter. Mons couldn't seem to pronounce the bigger words and either said them wrong or said the wrong word. Also he had just made her believe she came there to have sex and get pregnant.
Mons was already beginning to strip before Foster even said another word. Foster figured he should catch up to his now nude companion slipping off his sweatpants and boxers with one pull. Then he pulled his shirt off. Mons leaned against the wall. "So like you gonna sex me or what?" Mons said her religion showing through with just using the word sex. "Well, Mons I am gonna I know how much you love sex with me and talk with as many expletives as you can." Foster then stuck his dick into Mons pussy. "YES! Like FUCKS me raws with your like hard ass penis." The curse words coming out of her mouth only made Foster go faster. He came straight into her womb. Foster's coming caused Mons herself to cum and she was having spasms on the floor.
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