Monday October 31, 2022

“Hey Mister, can you take a photo for us?” the dirty blonde asked as I closed the door to my condo and started to walk to the elevator.

I smiled and turned to the three girls, “Uh, sure.”

“Great!” she said and handed me her phone.

I smiled and snapped the first photo of the three of them standing together, “Hey, are you three a little old to dress up for Halloween? Especially in a cliche cat costumes?”

“Pftt… just becuase you’re too old, doesn’t mean we are!” the dark brunette replied.

“Yeah, we’re just going to go out and get drunk… for free!” the third one said and I snapped another one.

“Well, I guess… hey, cats are kinda close to the floor, why don’t I take one with you crouching down?”

“Great idea.” the dirty blonde replied and the three of them knelt down and I followed along to take another photo.

“By the way, what are your names?” I asked, buying myself some time.

The dirty blonde replied first, “Jennifer.”

“I’m Donna.” the dark brunette said.

“And I’m Tracey.” the third replied.

Another photo and I’d managed to slip in to their minds past their defenses and I watched as the tottered as their eyes defocused and they fell on to the floor.

I did a quick mental scan of the area and found no one else coming into the hallway and then turned my attention back to the three of them.

Sometimes, you just got lucky. I mean, it wasn’t going to be hard to find some playthings for the night, but to not even leave my building?

I smiled and chuckled a little as I entered Jennifer’s mind first. She was the leader of the group, and a treasure trove of info on them. They all attended college together, taking the same art degree, and shared a condo as well.

Sometimes, you just got doubly lucky!

A few adjustments and a whole new Jenni was born. A dumb blonde bimbo that was eager to please and desperate for attention. She’d spend the next few years chasing an impossible ideal of physical perfection that I’d implanted in her mind, but it would be fun to watch.

Then turned to Donna, she was a real treat. Buried in the fun exterior was a real dark piece of work. She hid it so well to fit in with everyone else, I just couldn’t help but set it free. She’d embrace a new almost gothic look, dropping the weekly tanning sessions she did now, and seek out the meaningless, degrading sex that she so desperately craved.

And then there was Tracey, who though her ass was all that and a bag of chips… her exact thoughts. It was easy to twist that around. How did her ass look in those pants? How did her ass look when she was doing her squats? How did her ass look as it was being slapped? How did her ass look when it was being fucked? Those were the only questions that mattered to her now and she was going to do everything she could to make sure the answer was always “perfect”.

I slipped back out of their minds and they slowly came around, getting up to their feet and looking around in confusion for a moment.

It was Jenni that spoke up first, “Like, uh, hi? giggle” she said, batting her eyelashes at me.

I smiled back and stepped in close to her, reaching around and grabbing her ass before leaning in and kissing her on the lips.

Jenni eagerly returned the kiss and it was Tracey that came around next and noticed my hand on Jenni’s ass. Tracey leaned in to my ear and grabbed my hand, moving it from Jenni’s ass to her own, “Hey, why don’t you grab a piece of real ass.” she said and then nibbled on my ear.

By this time Donna had joined the party and pushed up against my other side, her hand finding my cock under my pants as she spoke in to my other ear, “God I want you to fuck the shit out of my pussy with this big fucking monster cock. I want you to make me beg for you to break me in half with it, ruin my dirty little cunt for every other cock that’s going to fill it for the rest of time.”

I broke off the kiss with Jenni and turned my head to Donna, “Well, if this little bimbo slut gets me nice and hard with her pretty little mouth, I’m sure I can take care of that useless little cunny of yours.”

I turned to Tracey, “And don’t worry…” I said, giving her ass a good hard slap, “I haven’t forgotten about you either. I’ll make sure to save some for that tight little asshole of yours too.”

I turned back to Jenni, “How does that sound girls?”

Jenni giggled and nodded her head.

Donna gave out a low moan, “You’d better fuck the shit out of me.”

Tracey snarled, “As long as you promise to fill up my ass with your come, I’m in.”

“Well then ladies, let’s head back to my condo then…”

All three left satisfied the next morning, any many more mornings in the coming months.

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“Like, uhm, how do I make coffee again? giggle” Jenni said as she shook her tits sitting in my kitchen.

It had been a good six months since Halloween and Jenni had given herself an early Christmas present with her first set of implants. And by given herself, I mean she got them for me.

I walked over and stroked her head, “Now, now, don’t you remember you can’t have coffee anymore?”

Jenni pout, “Like, why not?”

“Can’t have those dirty coffee stains on those pearly whites now can we?”

She shook her head in agreement, though she certainly wasn’t happy about it.

The a smile crossed her lips, “But, like, I know something I can have…” she said as she slipped from the chair an on to her knees, quickly fishing my dick from my pants and wrapping her lips around it.

I smiled as she bobbed back and forth, she really had become a great little cock sucking bimbo. It especially paid off at her new job at the strip club.

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After such a great blowjob from Jenni I decided to check in on her former roommates. I’d grown tired of them pretty quickly, so turned them lose on the world, but I always kept tabs on my previous conquests.

I pulled up the latest live stream from Donna and hit play.

Donna was laying on a bed in what looked like a cheap motel room, dressed all in black, and clearly looking at someone at the foot of it.

Her eyes tracked the man as he walked over to the side of the bed, his naked body in clear view, and his large cock semi-flaccid. That didn’t last long as Donna quickly grabbed hold and looked up at him.

“God, I’ve been waiting for this cock for so long! I can’t believe I’m finally going to get reamed by it!”

The rest of the video was pretty straight forward, the man fucked her repeatedly as she begged him to use her, with him telling her how she was just another useless whore.

The title of video was more telling though, “Patreon of the month live stream! Next month it could be you…”

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After watching Donna’s video I grabbed my phone and opened up Instagram, checking Tracey’s profile.

The latest image was obvious taken somewhere warm and semi-tropical, a far cry from where she had started.

Much like her new style, I’d been a little surprised when she’d gone blonde, but well, sometimes the changes I made had unexpected consequences.

I opened up a DM to her and started typing, “Hey, where are you and what are you doing?”

It took a moment and there were multiple spelling mistakes, but the reply did come through, “Miami. Some guy is jackhammering my ass like a real stud!”

“Show me.”

It took another moment and the image was pretty blurry, but I could clearly make out the cock banging her ass.

“When are you back?”

“Two weeks, unless someone else sponsors another trip.”

I replied with a thumbs up and closed out the app. Tracey had become semi-instagram famous over the last few months and was getting offers to travel all over the place. Usually from guys that had heard how easy it was to slide in to her ass.

Next time I saw her I’d have to remember to make sure she didn’t get too instagram famous, no point in having people poke in to her past after all.

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“Baby… come to bed! giggle” Jenni cried from the bedroom and I smiled.

She was scheduled for her next set of upgrades in a month or two and was right on track to entertain me all the way through to Halloween.

Which made for perfect timing as Halloween was my favorite holiday of the year and I always made it a point to fine new playthings on it.