Frequenza compatibile: un racconto di ai e controllo mentale

AI ha generato l'immagine: Tamara si trovava davanti a un vecchio comò di legno, inconsapevole dell'approccio di Tiffany da dietro. Due braccia forti spingono contro il comò, bloccando Tamara in posizione. La cameriera, con gli occhi azzurri freddi, fissava Tamara, che ora era accecata da stroboni di luce. Aiuto! Mi lasci andare!' gridò, ma le sue lotte divennero più deboli mentre Tiffany trovò una frequenza compatibile nella mente di Tamara.

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Tutti Giorno Settimana Mese

Sailor Jupiter in a sexy pose with large breasts and full body shot showing legs.

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“Yes, I am a lesbian... I desire only women...” The words felt more natural with each repetition, weaving their way deep into the recesses of her mind.

“Your lesbian nature is clear, Darla. Your desires are powerful. Let them consume you. Surrender to them completely, Darla. Surrender to me.” Aurora’s hypnotic words poured into her along with the soothing meditative music, taking root deep within her subconsciousness, rewiring her thoughts and memories, reprogramming her mind according to Aurora’s will.

“I surrender to my desires...”

“You are a sexual being, Darla. Your desires for Rachel control you. Your natural lesbian instincts overpower your inhibitions. You want them to control you. You want the eternal pleasure that comes from being a slut for sexy girls like Rachel.”

“My desires control me...” Aurora’s every word was an irresistible command, indistinguishable from her own thoughts.

Darla’s mind was filled with memories of a lifetime of repressed sexual urges. She recalled moments from her yoga class, watching women stretch and pose, and fantasizing about their naked bodies. She thought about Rachel’s friends, all those fit, young athletes performing together, pleasuring one another and surrendering to their natural lesbian desires. Darla remembered her dreams of Rachel’s irresistible beauty and the wet, steamy sex they could have together if she just gave in to her desires. She could finally be free of inhibitions that had denied her these pleasures all her life.

“I want... to be with Rachel... want to kiss her... want to taste her... fuck her... want to be her slut... my desires control me...” Darla’s body was radiating heat from arousal as her mind surrendered to her uncontrollable needs. Her trembling hands grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed hard, pinching her long, erect nipples between her fingers. She rubbed her legs together, trying in vain to relieve the intense need building between her legs.

“That’s it, Darla. Feel yourself becoming what you have always wanted to be. Your sexual desire for beautiful women is all that matters to you. Give in to your desire. Give in to me and let me take control. Touch yourself and show me how much you want me to serve me, and your pleasures will never end.”

Darla’s trembling fingers dove into her leggings and panties, and pulled them halfway down her legs. The wetness of her arousal was already leaking out and she spread it around with her fingers. She greedily licked the juices from one hand while she teased her delicate folds with the other. Her fingers pushed into her wet canal, repeatedly penetrating herself while she savored the taste of her own lust. She moaned loudly as her thumb circled around her engorged clit, stimulating herself until it felt like she would explode. Her whole body trembled as she desperately sought relief for the burning need that filled her body.

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Jupiter moans lost in bliss. "Change me, " she begs, "Make me of use to you." She wants this now, why wouldn't she want something that feels so wonderful. "Breed me, " she tries to plead, "Make me your drone, make me your tool." Her breasts jiggle as they're played with, growing to full and heavy H cups, sensitive enough to drive her once more to climax. "I am yours, " she tries to say, her pure green eyes shining, "all yours."

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Alexis Greene begins to moan as she climaxes from the pleasure being fed directly into her body and brain. That seems to make something inside her snap, and she begins to moan from underneath the gag, her body thrashing reflexively from the pleasure now. A part of her brain still tries to resist but the music keeps telling her how good this is, and the orgasms... she can feel herself melting away.

Darla’s mind was filled with memories of a lifetime of repressed sexual urges. She recalled moments from her yoga class, watching women stretch and pose, and fantasizing about their naked bodies. She thought about Rachel’s friends, all those fit, young athletes performing together, pleasuring one another and surrendering to their natural lesbian desires. Darla remembered her dreams of Rachel’s irresistible beauty and the wet, steamy sex they could have together if she just gave in to her desires. She could finally be free of inhibitions that had denied her these pleasures all her life.

“I want... to be with Rachel... want to kiss her... want to taste her... fuck her... want to be her slut... my desires control me...” Darla’s body was radiating heat from arousal as her mind surrendered to her uncontrollable needs. Her trembling hands grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed hard, pinching her long, erect nipples between her fingers. She rubbed her legs together, trying in vain to relieve the intense need building between her legs.

“That’s it, Darla. Feel yourself becoming what you have always wanted to be. Your sexual desire for beautiful women is all that matters to you. Give in to your desire. Give in to me and let me take control. Touch yourself and show me how much you want me to serve me, and your pleasures will never end.”

Darla’s trembling fingers dove into her leggings and panties, and pulled them halfway down her legs. The wetness of her arousal was already leaking out and she spread it around with her fingers. She greedily licked the juices from one hand while she teased her delicate folds with the other. Her fingers pushed into her wet canal, repeatedly penetrating herself while she savored the taste of her own lust. She moaned loudly as her thumb circled around her engorged clit, stimulating herself until it felt like she would explode. Her whole body trembled as she desperately sought relief for the burning need that filled her body.

"I will be as a Orion slave girl for you, Greg Roland. I wish to cater and serve to your every need." She gasped against his cock, horny beyond belief in her own right. Her hands cupped her massive breasts, or at least attempted to, since the immense tit-flesh had expanded even further. The cyborg hottie squished huge handfuls of her bodacious breasts and sandwiched his eight-inch prick between them. Her body swayed back and forth as she knelt, his dick tunnelling through the warm, hormone-saturated udders. Seven of Nine drooled into her cleavage as Greg's cock crested the pillowy flesh, before it was submerged once more in pure, soft heat that surrounded his dick from every direction. Hard nipples dragged against the insides of his thighs, and from time to time, the drip-drop of her juice spilling from her pussy onto the wooden floorboards could be heard from below.

La trasformazione di Claire Morgan: un viaggio di fiducia e di cambiamento

A woman about 5′ tall, dressed in a conservative business suit and a small nun’s veil was walking towards her. Although the veil gave the nun a kind of generic physical persona by hiding many of her desirable feminine qualitys such as hair color and style, it could not vanquish her clear skin, petite mouth and refined bone structure. Nor could her conservative dress hide the shape of her perfect breasts, slim waste and well proportioned hips and ass. Before she caught herself, Jennifer imagined what the nun would look like naked in thralls of sex.

Uno sguardo di coraggio: il breve momento di vulnerabilità del marinaio jupiter

The receptionist walked into the candlelight, completely naked. The woman had a fantastic, hourglass figure, her hips swaying erotically with each step. Her spectacular breasts seemed to defy gravity, and her nipples were long and erect.

Rey: uno strano incontro sul bordo della galassia

Intrappolato nel desiderio: l'inaspettata presentazione di rey

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