Yes (I Want To Use It. It Will Make Me Feel Better)

You just can't stop yourself from repeating "I w-want to use it. It will make me feel b-better." You felt out of your head, almost looking down on yourself without control. Like a ghost looking over their body.

Your right hand holds the mushroom up to your lips and you open and take it into your mouth. The taste was funny, but wasn't deterring. It was a potent bold sweetness, a kind of vanilla and chocolate. Delicious to the tastebuds and giving no reason for you to stop. You helplessly watch yourself suck it deeper feeling as if you were doing it on your own. Your tongue rounds the tip over and over as it gusts more spores into your mouth and contaminating your breaths. It was nice but did little to make you feel better. You pull it out with a trailing string of spit as it continues spurting spores in your face, entering your nostrils and throat. Then, the voice echoes again, sounding stronger and more compelling. *It's nice and wet. You should put it somewhere nice.* You don't even remember it talking to you as the memory is exsponged once you finish repeating "It's nice and w-wet. I should put it somewhere nice." You lay to your back and open your legs. You guide the mushroom down your stomach and push the tip against your pussy before it slips in and causes you to moan out. It slides deeper inside as its base gets shorter. Your unable to stop it as it slips inside past your fingers and, despite its size, goes fully past your lips and is completely submerged within you. Your fingers dig in after it, but somehow goes farther than you can reach.

You feel it hit your womb's opening while you try to get it out only to be told off by the voice. *You want it deeper, don't you?* You feel your fear turn to satisfaction as you stop and cover your pussy with the tips of your hands, pushing inward. A lustful "Yeeeeeeesss!" Hisses past your lips and reasures you there is no threat from this action. It starts to wiggle and vibrate inside you, causing you to become wet and drip with pussy juice. It bounces back and forth from your womb to your pussy lips. You could move your hands and pull it out, but instead you push it back in making it go deeper. You know a moment ago you were afraid of it getting stuck but for some reason, now you only want it to stay inside. Eventually, its bouncing becomes fast and strong as it beats against your womb and hands picking up speed each time tell it rockets up and past your womb forcing you to scream out loud. It slowly slides back tell the head is caught by the opening of your womb. It's still vibrating as it sits there against the edge. You can barely breath with this causing you to gasp and groan. You can't stop it but didn't want it to. You could only lay there on the cave floor spasming in stimulation with your cheeks turning bright red.

It wriggles inside you, just past your reach sending out pleasurable shacking deep inside your pelvis. There is nothing you could do to remove it and you didn't want to thanks to the voice's programming. It is immeasurable and seemingly has a mind of its own judging by its movement. But the mushroom was going to do more than this wasn't it?