Bad Breakup

My girlfriend and I were a perfect couple. We had the greatest dates, she always brought me gifts, we’d always have fun. I loved everything about her… well, almost everything.

After being with her for two years I realized that I actually loved huge tits. This led me to cheat on her multiple times. Every woman who’s tits were nice and round, I would hunt them down and dive into their panties. After cheating countless times, I grew comfortable, too comfortable, and she found out.

Quickly our relationship fell apart. She started packing all her things preparing to leave back to her parents. I was devastated, but I could allow her to leave me.

How could this bitch just leave me? My mind stewed. After everything we’ve been through?! Sure I cheated, but that’s her fault! She should’ve had bigger titties! Then, like a lightbulb in my mind, it came to me.

Recently there had been news articles and stories of a mysterious group. They would supposedly kidnap women, change them in… ways, and then send them back to the family or significant other. If the stories were true, there’s some horrific things that had been done. Supposedly (again this is all rumor), some came back as bimbofied versions of themselves that had their mind fucked to single digit IQ’s. Sometimes, if the stories were to be true, they came back a cube of flesh. All their features could be seen, but they were flattened down like someone had simply squeezed them into that shape. Some came back completely normal, or so it seemed. There were plenty of men bragging that this “entity” if you will, had mind controlled them to think, feel, or act certain ways. However, none of that I was interested in. There were many stories where the women were returned as a sentient sex doll. My dick throbbed at the thought of it. I knew that I had to go to these people and get them to change my girlfriend before it was too late!