Camilla gifts Laura new memories

“Your kid walked in on you fucking the plumber” sniggered Camilla maliciously. This was creativity time. She could make Laura obey anything she wanted, make her believe anything she wanted but with the amplification powers of the magic tattoo, she could plant memories indistinguishable from real ones. “It was hilarious because you shooed her out of the room and went right back to it”.

Laura smiled uncertainly. She remembered that. The plumber was a stocky balding Italian man with a thick moustache and a beer gut. He stank of sweat and cigarettes. He had come in to fix their sink and she had been alone at home then. When he had grabbed her ass, she had smiled at him and felt his cock through his jeans instead of kicking him out and calling the cops. It did not feel like that was something she would do, but Laura knew she had done it. The memories were fresh as if it were yesterday. She remembered how she had flirted with him and taken his free hands to her breasts. How he had torn her blouse to suck at her then natural tits. It had been so exciting, like a porno. They had fucked in the kitchen for an hour until Angie had come home early. And then she had rushed her to her room and locked it, barely covering her nudity with a frying pan, yelling at her for coming home early. She’d then taken a smoke break and realised that there was another couple of hours before her husband would be back, so she’d gone back to fucking the man she hadn’t even bothered to ask the name of. She believed the doctor but she kind of felt ashamed of what she had done rather than think the whole thing was hilarious. But more than that, she was starting to feel horny.

“You must have been surprised that your usual tactics didn’t work this time,” prompted Camilla with glee. “You must’ve spent half your joint savings account bribing both your kids every time they caught you cheating on their dad with a random guy. Was their demand too high this time? Did your girl ask you for a piece of the action?”

The doctor was right, of course. Laura loved to fuck. Craved it. When she wasn’t fucking, she was most probably thinking of fucking. A single man could never satisfy her. She had felt ashamed about her memories before but thinking back to all the times she had been unfaithful; she could not help but rationalise her actions. It was only natural that she slept around on her husband so much. She loved sex and seduction. Come to think of it, it had been her that had seduced the plumber. He had been a faithful married man, but she had turned him with her charms. And she had loved it so much. Her fingers had started idly playing with her clit, now. She reminisced how that had been her third meeting with the plumber, over the same old busted pipe. And there were so many others.

She remembered that she had always been careful but because her elder kid’s schedules had been so unpredictable she had been caught doing what she loved the most in the world by her twins a bunch of times. Usually, she would bribe them with material gifts like clothes or video game consoles. They, in their turn, had gotten used to being her secret keeper. But that last time, Angie had said that she had had enough. That there was nothing she could do to buy her silence. Laura did offer to eat her out but maybe that was what put the last nail in her coffin.

“It was pretty high” mumbled Laura, red faced, openly frigging her pussy now. “She wanted me to stop.”

“Oh, you’re such a cock crazed bitch!” laughed Camilla. She knew her powers were absolute, but seeing it in action, gave her wet spots in her panties. “You should never have become a mother.”

That stung a bit. No…it stung a lot. Laura stopped stroking her cunt. Laura loved her kids. She should never have become a mother? That couldn’t be right, right? She was a good mother. She remembered packing lunches, helping with homework, comforting her son when he was struggling with acne, giving her daughters advice on boys…something wasn’t right. She was a good mom. And a good wife. And a kind person who valued her husbands trust above anything else. She loved Kelly, Angie, Marina and Mark more than she loved her own life. Laura was confused. She could slowly feel a terror snake its way upward from the pit of her stomach. But it stopped right below her big fake breasts, at the intricate tattooed butterfly.

Laura giggled, what was she thinking? She inserted a wet finger in her love hole and then another. She shook her head and slowly started masturbating again. That had all been Dr. Camilla. Dr. Camilla had always been a friend of the family and the mother to all of Laura’s kids while she spent her time smoking and drinking and partying and watching porn. She didn’t want to be a mother! That was donkey work. All she wanted to do was to spend her time on make up and clothes and looking fuckable for men to see. She wanted to spend her life servicing cocks and being used like a fuckdoll. Laura was a terrible mother! In her heart of hearts, it was clear that Camilla was the one deserving of her family. Even so, something inside Laura still didn’t want to let go of her family. That part of her begged her to make amends.

“Why are you chuckling?” enquired Camilla.

Laura laughed heartily. “You are totally right! I am the worst mother they could have asked for and I bet you don’t have any gum that will help with my cock addiction withdrawals.

Camilla laughed with her. This bitch. She doesn’t even fight back! How could Peter leave her for a sentient condom like this? Not even that jab about her motherhood had snapped her out of it. Camilla marvelled at how easily Laura had come under her spell. If ever she had any doubt, Camilla was certain now that Laura deserved this.

“No gum, for that I’m afraid” said Camilla softly. “You do remember that you cried and begged and apologized to Peter when he confronted you about what his daughter had told him?”

Laura thought about it. Yeah…it seemed like something she would do. In fact, a part of her still felt like she should go back to Peter and fall to his feet and beg for forgiveness. She did love Peter. Maybe she should try to keep her lust in check for a chance at normal life with the man she loved. Yeah…she thought, slowing down her ministrations…maybe she would do it again, even though the last time hadn’t gone very well.

Laura sighed. “Yeah…He asked me if I ever loved him…why I ever married him…”, she whispered sadly.

“For his money, of course”, said Camilla promptly. “You’ve always been a huge gold digger and you knew with his long work hours you could fuck around as much as you wanted while getting all the things you wanted.”

Laura laid her head back on the dentist’s seat and smiled, there was no use trying to fool this woman. As she quickened her shlicking, Laura mused that Dr. Camilla knew her too well. Of course, she married for the money. She knew she could never buy all the things she wanted without the help of a man. Her dildo collection alone ate a good three quarters of her savings. Plus, she did like his dick. Of course, she didn’t tell this to Peter, when she was begging for his forgiveness, that would’ve been stupid. She had assured him over and over again that she loved him to the moon and back and how it was all a mistake and how she would give up anything to be back with him. What a joke! She knew very well that she couldn’t resist a nice cock. But Peter had forgiven her. And it didn’t matter anyway because the next week, he had caught her blowing the pizza delivery boy on their anniversary. And that’s how she had been kicked out of the house.

“Yes,” Laura conceded. “I won’t lie to you, doctor. I do like his cock and his money but I want more. More cocks to serve and more money to be a better cock-sleeve.” She said it matter-of-factly but she didn’t pull her hand out of her sticky snatch. “Maybe my new body will be able to entice him to take me back but it’s probably time for me to move on.”

“Yes, it’s for the best”.

“But I don’t think he has filed for a divorce. I think he expects me to come back when I can be a better role model for my children”.

“And will you?”

Laura had been a shitty role model to her kids and if she ever did love them, the best thing she could do for them was to get Dr. Camilla in their lives. She had made up her mind.

“No”

“So, you remember why you had to transform yourself like this?”

“Yes”, squealed Laura, finally excited to appreciate her new body. “I wanted the world to see my inner plastic bimbo fucktoy and find a sugar daddy who can keep me satisfied with cock and coin”, she sang, giggling. She jumped up from the dentist’s chair and walked up to the mirror.

“How do you like your new look?”

“I love it, doctor” squealed the bimbo slut. “I’m gorgeous! Everything I wanted to be!”

“Well, you have still got a lot to learn to be the perfect bimbo. Wardrobe, shoes, techniques…but I guess that I can leave that all up to you. Now comes the matter of my payment”