She resists.

"This is my body! Not yours! Give it back right now!"

"Why would I? It's not like you can do something to make me."

Jen could not threaten the voice with anything. She was weaker and therefore had to resort to deception.

"This crown. T... Touch it. Please. Does it sit properly?"

This seemed like an important thing for the new host, and soon her arms were touching it.

"I think it's a bit asymmetric. Can you adjust it to perfection, please? I want to see justice done to my body and my outfit."

The girl's arms tried to pull it apart, but it felt very weird, as if she tried to separate her brain in two, but there was no pain. The metal of the tiara was also very stiff, refusing to bend a lot.

"You want to trick me into removing it. To trick me so straightforwardly, so bluntly. Besides, it would not go off without a key, just like about anything else in the Mall. Nevertheless, you committed a crime against your own bright future as a cum machine. I want you out of here."

"THIS IS MY HEAD! THIS IS MY MIND! HOW DARE YOU—"

Her hand slid under the puffy dress' skirt, clutched the dildo base and started to mess around her vagina with it aggressively.

"Ahh, feel the movements. Ahh, my knees are weak already. Lightness enters my mind, and I finally understand what the story is about. I'm Jen, a cummy girl. A cummy-cummy girl made to cum. So good so simple. Yes, lie down on this boot rack. Nothing's interrupting us. Your sexy heels are so girly and so playful. And now, the dress just describes who you are so well! You're a little cumslut and nothing more than that. That's the meaning of your life. When it's reduced to it, there are just waves of physical joy and the satisfaction from fulfilling your destiny for the next indefinite. Isn't it ideal? Shouldn't we submit to it and hope it lasts forever?"

Jen's body came three times by the time the tirade was over. Her hand was tired, but she needed the cycle to continue, so she looked hungrily at all the sexy white clothes and accessories, wondering what would help her best, all while jerking the dildo inside her pussy with the other hand as a temporary solution.

The original Jen's consciousness was no more. It was erased by this ritual of sin and could not stop her own mental and physical enslavement.

ENDING #34