Darius Blackwater
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Frau Trading Card
🕑 Added 2023-07-05 15:51:35 +0000 UTCFrau's eyes were nicely vacant, staring toward the wall without a single thought formed in her mind. She stand stall with her arms by her side, completely naked of the fabric that were her clothes.
She won't be needing them for now.
The device worked wonder in hypnotizing her, turning the arrogant, unbearable sorceress into an obedient, drooling drone. But the assistant wasn't done with her just yet. He has no plans to stop at this point.
Her body is voluptuous and sexy, but it's simply not slutty enough. After all, he plans to make sure that she stays true to the woman that she truly is; A bitch. All he had to do was to either pick one of the 'preset' provided by the device, or simply manually alter her by himself, or a mix of both.
He opted for the last one.
After some alteration and preview from the device, the assistant finally pressed the 'Confirm' button.
Frau was covered by a cascade of light as the device begin its work on the dark-haired woman. Her boobs began to grow to the size of melon with erect, pointy nipples that were begging to be pinched and pulled. Her hips expand wider without a care, to a point that her bottom curve outstretched the length of her shoulder. Her hips grows thicker and bigger, but her butt was not forgotten; Fat, and jiggly. A slap on her ass amidst the transformation wouldn't do her harm. If anything, the ripple it caused through the mound of flesh was arousing, and entertaining.
The body is perfect, but the mind still needs some... recalibration. The device merely suppressed Frau's brain function to a degree, he can't take the risk of her returning to her old self the moment he let his eyes off her.
Fortunately, the device worked well in covering that part for him, too.
Inside Frau's hollow mind, in the form of a pitch-dark, empty space. Frau was floating adrift in her own mind, aimlessly, confused and anxious; She can't even remember what had happened to her, or how it happened.
Then, out of nowhere, a gentle, alluring voice could be heard, reverberating throughout the dark, endless expanse... The voice felt familiar, and it only took her for a moment to realize that it was her own voice.
"You are Frau, like, the best bimbo out there!" The voice rang out, and Frau, as if she was in a trance, listened closely.
Wait, she's a sorceress, wasn't she? Not a b-
"Nooo, you're a bimbo, Frau! Remember? All those cocks you sucked, all those skimpy, slutty clothes you wear, you're totally a bimbo! A dumb, bimbo slut!"
Images of herself in the most vulgar and obscene situation flashed before her eyes, she saw herself walking down the slum at the dead of the night with barely any fabric covering her body. Frau watched as she spread her legs open for anyone who's down to fuck the best slut in town for free.
There were images of her reading what seems to be spell books and casting something in a magic circle, but they were soon erased by even more obscene images of herself, and soon, they overwritten her memory.
Yes... she's a bimbo, the hottest slut to ever walk in this town.
A figure emerged from the dark, a figure Frau recognizes as herself. But this Frau has the lewdest, bustiest body that she had ever seen in her long life. Not even the sluttiest wench across all the continents could possibly have this body, unless they're an elf.
"Come on, Frau, did you, like, forgot?" The second Frau gently places both of her sultry hands upon Frau's cheek, brushing her skin with the tip of her thumb. "Thinking is, like, hard, but how come you can forget the most important thing in your life?!"
Frau felt like she had forgotten a lot of things, but come to think of it, none of them felt important now. Whatever words that the Second Frau is going to tell her next, those must be the important ones.
"You're right, Frau." The bimbo Frau nods slowly, "You're a good girl, Frau."
The word 'good girl' sends shivers down her spine, and she could feel herself getting aroused at those words.
"That's right, Frau. Now, listen, I need you to repeat what I'm about to say, like, we need to imprint all these words into your mind! After that, you won't ever have to think again. 'Cuz, good girls like us don't think, we just obey, right?"
Yes, she will obey... because she is a good girl.
"Perfect, now, say it with me... I am a whore."
I... am a whore.
"I am a whore!"
I am a whore!
"I want to obey my new master!"
I want to obey my new master!
"I exist to suck and fuck!"
I exist to suck and fuck!
"I want to be stuffed full of delicious cocks, and be filled with thick, creamy cum!"
I want to be stuffed full of delicious cocks, and be filled with thick, creamy cum!
"I want cum! Because I'm a bimbo whore! I live to obey and serve!"
I want cum! Because I'm a bimbo whore! I live to obey and serve!
"I'm a good bimbo..."
I'm a good bimbo... I'm a good bimbo... I'm a good bimbo...
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The transformation is complete.
Frau the Sorceress was no more, and Frau the Slut has taken her place.
The moment Frau's consciousness returned to her, she had found herself in a sluttifed, skimpy version of her outfit. There were other alteration in her body and room, but such thoughts and memories were quickly washed away, as a dumb, silly grin quickly takes place.
Frau licked her puffy lips with great anticipation, already groping her own busty tits and already relishing on the great pleasure it deals to her, and her other hand quickly moves down to her crotch, and slips itself through the thin layer of clothing that she wears.
It didn't take long for the experienced slut to quickly reach her climax as she pleasure herself without a single care. Like a dog, she puffed and huffed, her tongue already rolled out with saliva dripping down toward the floor as she orgasmed multiple times already.
Then, the door clicks open, and her head turns toward it in excitement.
"Master~?"
