Gillian set her phone down against her makeup mirror and then got back into the spot light before she shook her tits and giggled.
“Oh my god, it’s like, sooooo perfect! giggle” she half squealed as she cupped her breasts and squeezed them together before lifting each one separately out of sequence.
“That’s great Gil, glad you found it useful.” Ian replied with a smile.
When Ian had offered to let her test his latest invention, a new kind of spot light for doing your makeup, she was a little skeptical about it. Her current light was fine, how much better could a light be?
How wrong she’d been!
Ok, at first the strange flickering had been kinda bothersome, but Ian assured her it would be fixed in the final version. After a couple of sessions with the light, she didn’t even notice it any more.
In fact, after the first week, she found herself redoing her makeup over and over again for no particular reason other than as an excuse to use it!
“So anyway, I just had a couple questions for you… you know, kind of like one of those custom service surveys.”
“Like, sure, no problemo!” she responded with a giant smile as she leaned in to her phone.
“Great, so on a scale of 1 to 10, how satisfied would you say you are with the lamp?”
“Oh my god, like, totally an 11! At least! giggle“
“That’s great to hear. Ok, on the same scale, how satisfied would you say you are with your IQ reduction?”
Gillian giggled and snorted, “I toooootally looooove being a dumb blonde bimbo!!!” she enthused.
“I’ll mark that down as a 10.” Ian replied with a grin, “Ok, once again, on the same scale, how satisfied would you say you are with your increased libido?”
Gillain pouted and frowned, “Like, totally not satisfied… not satisfied at all! I’ve totally been usinn aaaallll my toys and just, like, can’t get off.”
Ian chuckled a little and nodded, “I guess I’ll mark that down as a 1, and mark the next question, how often you’ve been masturbating, as a 10.”
Gillian had a giggled fit again and nodded in agreement… it felt really good to agree with Ian.
“Ok Gil, one last question. On a scale of 1 to 10, how eager would you say are you are to suck my dick?”
Gillian parted her lips and ran her tongue around them as she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan before answering, “Mmmmm… like, a 20, at least! I soooo wanna suck your cock into my mouth, totally play with your balls, and guzzle, like, every last drop of your cum I can get from you! giggle“
“Perfect. I’ll be over in twenty minutes, keep using the lamp until I get there, ok?”
“giggle Like, totally ok!”
