“Are you looking for this?” Tammy said, waving the handset back and forth.

“Ah, yes… yes I am.” the building manager replied after closing the door to Tammy’s apartment.

“You’ve been a bad boy haven’t you?” she said mockingly as she stood up from the couch and wiggled her ass over towards him.

He hadn’t been expecting her to be home, let alone this far along. She’d only moved in to the apartment a month ago and usually it took a good six months before they had progressed this far. But then again, he’d suspected there was something different about Tammy when she’d applied to rent the apartment.

She’d come in to the office, dressed way down, no makeup, her hair up under a ball cap and obviously doing everything she could to hide her obvious… assets. And then, when she’d moved in, she had hardly left the place, only every few days to go grocery shopping. It had been a real challenge for him to get in and modify her phone.

Of course no one used them anymore, but almost everyone still had one as the cable companies bundled it in with their mobile and cable packages. But he didn’t need her to use it, it was just a convenient place to put his transmitters, that if a small buzzing was noticed, no one would think twice about it.

“And what if I have?” he replied as she arrived in front of him. He took the phone from her hand and tossed it back on to the couch behind her.

Her smile widened if that was possible, “Well, I like bad boys and I’ve been a naughty girl…” she replied as she turned around, bent over at the waist and wiggled her ass.

He gave her ass a good hard slap, watching it jiggle.

“Oh! Spank me! I’ve been so bad, spank me!” she cried out and so he did. After a few more smacks he reach out and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her back upright and to his chest. Then he reached around with his free hand and grabbed one of her tits.

“How bad have you been?” he asked.

“Oh, I’ve been really bad! I found you’re little device in the handset, but I didn’t care! I put it to my ear every night and slept with it by my bed!”

He gave a little chuckle, that would certainly explain the accelerated effect.

“And why did you do that?” he asked, still mauling her tits.

“Cause… god… cause I wanted to be brainwashed! Oh god, I want to be a horny little fuck doll! I’ve got an OnlyFans and Patreon! Men I don’t know bought these tits for me! Are.. are you going to… to make me a living fuck doll? Please… please make me a living fuck doll!”

He gave her tit a slap and then pushed her forward, keeping hold of her hair, guiding her over to the couch and then bending her over the arm of it.

“I think you might already be Tammy, let’s find out.” he said, pushing her panties to the side and rubbing her dripping wet pussy with his fingers. A moment later his pants hit the floor and his dick slipped easily in to her waiting hole.

“Oh yes! Fuck Tammy doll! Fuck Tammy doll!” she cried out as he did, until she exploded in orgasm.

Don looked at the OnlyFans page, the video of him fucking Tammy that first day was a sweet memory he liked to relive once in a while. All of her earning were coming to him now of course, the same as a dozen other residents of the apartment building that all worked from home, earning him a small fortune each month. Well not that small these days.

Tammy had really put things in to overdrive though, she’d introduced him to several of her online friends with similar… proclivities, and many of them now lived in the building as well. The few that didn’t would only be matter of time.

At the rate he was going, he was going to have to look at buying another apartment building to house them all. Well, if that was the biggest of his problems, he guessed he could live with it.