“You See That Man Over There? He Has A Four Inch Cock! I Bet You Wish You Were Hung With A Monster

I’ve got a date tomorrow with an older woman who has big boobs. I hope she decides to keep me and make me her humpy pet.

Fantasy idea: dress me up in a onesie or a little sailor suit. Cuff my wrists together and my ankles together and then cuff those sets of cuffs together. Put a gag in my mouth. Leave me to awkwardly crawl around on the floor all weekend. Tell me I have to do my best to always be in your view and then, of course, find lots of reasons to keep moving around the house. When you do settle somewhere make it somewhere awkward for me to sit. Go for long stretches of barely acknowledging me and then occasionally overload me with praise and maybe some touching.

Watch me become yours.

Hold my hand in a leading manner and tell me to watch your bum sway as we walk. I’m not clever enough to lead, I’m mummy’s little follower and watching that swaying is my reward.

“Mummy’s boobies just turn your mind to mush, don’t they baby? That’s okay. Mummy will think for you.”

“Please may I have a cummie this evening, mummy, please?”

“Oh baby, I was about to tell you you could have a cummie tonight but now you’ve asked I can’t. You know the rules. No asking for cummies ever. You’re going to have to wait at least another month now. But don’t worry, I’ll be here to help you cope.”

Take my mind away from me and make me a good slutty boy who begs passionately and desperately to perform housework and suck mummy’s strap-on.

“If you go over and ask those guys if they want to cum on mummy’s tits I’ll unlock you and let you play with yourself for me when we get home…”

Tell me how happy and honoured I feel to be going down on you as I’m going down on you.

Perfect story.

"Some people require more intense therapy than others, that's nothing to be ashamed of. Therapy is a very specialized process and certain people respond better to certain techniques, wouldn't you agree?"

"..ugh...fu..ghugh...fug..." is all your mouth can utter, as your lips are wrapped around her beautiful, enchanting toes. Your eyes spiral so deeply, so purely purple as your personality melts. The moment her black, glossy toenails slid through your lips your body stiffened, but when her other foot was drawn from her casual office heels and it's nylon covering was pressed against your cock your life was ruined forever.

"You're making such progress, one of the things holding you back has been your grip on gender. So lets start by making you into a very good girl. Now take a very deep breath through your nose and repeat after me: Mommy smells perfect, everything Mommy says is true..."

I’d love to wake up in a locked crib in a pink nursery, completely swaddled in a nappy and mittens, feeling groggy and not knowing how I got there. Then a demurely dressed woman who I’ve never seen before walks in and I hear myself say “Hello mummy, thank you for catching me.”