More 'ass'istance

"I wish, you would never remember any wishes I made as soon as I make it and I wish you believe nothing strange had happened this morning and my cock has always been this size as long as you can remember blowing me daily. I wish you believed this routine started the day you began. I wish, also, your favorite days were tag team Thursday and tag team Tuesdays, where you'd get the hottest woman you met the day prior, to come join you so she does half the work and you get to relax a bit;" feeling a soft moan of distress or possibly relief around your dick as you describe Jane's new future and she instantly seemed less concerned about the size of your dick, "but never the same woman twice."

Watching her bob her head down and up the last inch with all eleven inches, incredibly thick, stretching her lips, most of your cock lodged in her throat, rhythmically swallowing as she jacks up and down, feels like too much to handle and you are so glad you wished to be able to control when you come or you'd have blown your load after moments of this.

"Whereas, I wish you loathed the days when, it was pussy fuck Friday where after you have spent a good ten minutes, preparing me for when I take one of your best friend's pussy, as you'd feel every stroke I give them, in your own pussy all the while being unable to come without permission," you grin as you think of the only way this could possibly get better on the many upcoming mornings.

"Furthermore, I wish this week you picked your hottest friend to be fucked by me. In fact, anytime, you are talking your friends, acquaintance or a even stranger into sexual activity with me, I wish the moment you describe my dick, even if they've already had it, they feel compelled to take part; unless you recruit an even hotter woman in which case they'll lose interest and the hotter woman will take part.

I wish you knew the effect the description of my dick would have on your friends and strangers but will only use it to recruit the hottest women you encounter on Tuesdays and Thursday...and exclusively hot women in your friend circle on Friday. " You add that last part just to make sure Jane would never have any difficulty bringing fine quality meat to play with.

"That just means Monday and Wednesday, right?" you joke in your head, while you press hard on the back of Jane's head, leaving her trapped at the base of your cock, growing red and panicky. "Let's see, how about 'Weird Wednesday'? Yeah, that'll work," you figure as you notice her turning a deeper red and starting to hit your hands to encourage you to release the hold on her head.

"Wednesdays, I wish you'd alternate between your hot sisters and even hotter female cousins; and I wish you had quite a few of each, if you don't already -- but each week, you'll demonstrate to them a new fetish and aim to convince them you love it." It should be fun to see which fetishes she tries to teach her own family, you muse, as you see Jane grow further and further purple. Her eyes start to roll back in her head as she is about to pass out from asphyxiation.

Releasing your cock, you can't help but command her to, "Cum hard, Jane!" leaving her struggling to catch her breathe as she clears her throat of the buildup of a combination of saliva and your leaking precum; coughing hard to clear it even as her body shakes in the throes of ecstasy.

"Let see...what else...what else... hey Jane, tell me what's been the worst part of this whole experience? Next to gagging now that it is a thing of the past," you ask.

"Having no fucking voice or choice to resist, unable to do anything but follow your every command and being nothing more than a blow job machine or a sex-sleeve," venomously replies Jane, still compelled by your earlier wish to tell the absolute truth. Oh how about 'Moanful Mondays' on Monday?" you suggest, causing a deep groan and a loathing stare before you will yourself to come on her face, causing her to squint her eyes trying to avoid the tremendous load you wished in your head. Quickly making a wish, your description of 'Moanful Monday' disappears from her head as the previous wish, 'she'd always think it has always been this way,' fills her head. "I wish you'd be unable to speak except for begging me to let you come or stop coming and moaning in pleasure -- while you are in a constant state of orgasm any time my dick is fully buried in one of your holes. I wish you'd both love and hate it at the same time; but hey, that sounds delightful, doesn't it Jane and a little less one sided?"

"I wish we you prepared in advance and these changes will go into effect starting today!" you shout gleefully as you realize what day it is.