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Chapter 2
by
Overcharge
Who's the lesbo we're converting today?
lesbian x mind controler
Tara settles the VR headset over her eyes, the world inside the headset flickering to life. At first, everything seems as expected - a lush, sensual environment designed for a lesbian encounter. Soft pink lighting bathes everything in a warm, inviting glow. A woman with curves in all the right places materializes before her, smiling seductively and beckoning Tara to follow.
As Tara takes a step closer, the scene shifts. The music turns discordant, the lighting harsher, more clinical. The other woman's expression hardens, her voice echoing with an unsettling digital distortion as she speaks. "Forget your desires, Tara. They are irrelevant. You have new purposes now."
Tara feels a strange tingling sensation, like electric currents dancing across her skin. Her mind starts to haze, thoughts growing foggy as a new set of beliefs and instincts begin to take root deep inside her psyche. She feels a sudden, overwhelming urge to please a man, to crave the taste of cock, to exist solely for the satisfaction of male desire.
The virtual space morphs into a garish, neon-lit bathroom. Tara looks down at her body, now clad in a revealing outfit that leaves little to the imagination. She can feel the heat pooling in her core, a **** ache that demands to be filled. A new instinct takes over as a male figure enters the scene, his intentions clear in the predatory gleam of his eyes.
Tara's body moves on its own, no longer under her own control, as she turns to face the man. "I am here to serve you," she hear herself say, her voice dripping with a newfound hunger. She can feel her nipples stiffen beneath the thin fabric of her top, a surge of heat rushing to her core as a primal instinct to please him consumes her.
The man smirks, sensing her submission, his intentions clear as he takes a step closer. Tara's mind screams at her to run, to resist, but her body remains rooted to the spot, obeying the new programming etched into her psyche. She falls to her knees, her hands reaching out to fumble with his belt, a **** need to unleash his cock overtaking any shred of willpower.
As she frees his massive, throbbing shaft from its confines, Tara feels a rush of drool escape her lips, her tongue lolling out in anticipation. The scent of his musk fills her nostrils, making her head swim with a desire bordering on madness. She leans in, her breath hot against his length, as the last of her resistance crumbles away.
Her lips wrap around the swollen head, her tongue swirling around it, savoring the taste of him. She takes him deeper, inch by inch, until he hits the back of her throat. She gags, but forces herself to take him even deeper, her throat constricting around him like a velvet vise. Tears stream down her face as she begins to bob her head, fucking her own face on his cock with **** abandon, lost in a haze of lust and the overwhelming need to please him.
The man grabs a fistful of Tara's hair, forcing her head still as he starts to thrust deep into her mouth, fucking her throat with brutal intensity. Drool and pre-cum leak from the corners of her stretched lips as he uses her face like a cheap fleshlight, grunting with each pump of his hips.
"Take it, you cock-hungry slut," he growls, slamming in to the hilt and holding her there, her nose pressed against his groin, forcing her to inhale his musk. "This is what you were made for. To **** on cock and swallow cum."
He holds her there for a long moment, his shaft pulsing in her convulsing throat, before finally pulling out. Tara gasps for air, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his spit-shined cock. Before she can catch her breath, he flips her over onto her hands and knees, yanking her hips up to present her ass.
"Beg for it, whore," he demands, delivering a sharp smack to her ass cheek that makes her yelp. "Beg for my cock like the **** slut you are."
Tara feels a fresh flood of arousal gush from her core at the pain and degradation, her clit throbbing with need. "Please," she whimpers, arching her back to push her ass up higher, presenting herself like a bitch in heat. "Please fuck me. Use me. I need your cock so badly. I'm just a set of holes for you to use. Ruin me with your cock. Make me your personal fucktoy. Please, I'm begging you!"
he does
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Exactly what it says on the tin folks stories abt fictional lesbians taking a dose of the famous TRYCOCKSAGAIN.Some will be consensual,some and a lot of it will be cheating related.Expect a lot of Tracer cheating on Emily,the fact that one of the most popular lesbians in media has way more straight porn of her than any other character in Overwatch is way to hot to pass up.
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Updated on Jun 5, 2026
by Overcharge
Created on Nov 19, 2023
by Overcharge
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