“Please come in Daniela…” I said as I held my office door open, the lettering on the frosted glass read family counseling.
“Thanks Jason.” she replied as she stood up and walked into my office, taking a seat in front of my desk.
I walked around behind it and took my own seat, as I did I gave the pendulum on the metronome a little push and the soft tick-tock of it was barely audible.
“How have things been? It’s been a while.” I asked and she nodded.
“Almost a month. Sorry about that… I know I should have come in sooner but… ah… I was recovering from a… medical procedure.” she replied and blushed a little.
She didn’t need to say any more, the giant implants hanging from her chest were more than enough to tell me everything I needed to know. Which was fine, Daniela had come along quite well all things considered.
Gone was the little choir girl that had come in to my office, desperate for help, any kind of help, with her problems. Most of those were from her terrible home life and that’s what I’d focused on first.
As the tick-tock of the metronome continued I could see her eyelids closing more and more and so I continue with the small talk.
“That’s alright Daniela. You know I only have your best interests a heart. I’m here to help with whatever problems you have. Tell me, how has work been going?”
Her eyelids fluttered but she managed to respond with a bit of a blush, “Work is… ok.” she replied, titling her head down a little and stared at her chest.
“You’re making enough to keep your own place? Still have your family blocked?” I continued.
Her head nodded slowly as the tick-tock of the metronome continued to worm its way deep into her mind.
“Yeah… still got my own place… still blocked family…” she replied slowly and softly as her eyes drift closed and her head dropped completely to her chest.
“Can you still hear me Daniela?” I asked.
“Yeeessss…” she replied in a slurred voice.
“Are you down deep… so very deep?”
“Yes… so veeerrry ddddeeeppp…”
I smiled and leaned back in my chair, “That’s good Daniela… now tell me more about how your job is going.”
I had been pretty easy to get her from “family is abusive” to “I need my own place” to “I need a job” to “my only asset is my body” to “I should work at a strip club”. It had only taken three of four sessions before she’d started dancing on the weekends and made enough money to move out. After that, with no support structure in her life, and some additional sessions with me, it hadn’t been longer before she’d started working full time at the club.
“Mmmmm… so good… so many cocks to suck…” she replied.
“And your new tits?”
Daniela let out a little moan before answering, “…paid for by a regular… told me I’d looks so much sluttier with them…”
“He was right.” I replied and she gasped as goosebumps crossed all over her body.
I opened the lower drawer of my desk and pulled out a black hat that looked pretty much identical to the one Daniela was wearing. I stood up and walked around beside her, gently removed her current hat and replaced it with the new one. I then walked back and placed her old hat in the drawer and closed it.
“Alright Daniela, I think everything is going well so far. In a few moments you’re going to start coming up again, and you won’t notice anything different. But once you’re all the way up you are going to have a desire to get up and walk around a little, you’ll walk over to the mirror on the wall and take a good long look at your hat. You’re going to remember ordering it online, you’re going to remember wearing it, you’re going to remember how you thought it was just the perfect hat for you, how it perfectly describes you.”
She nodded slowly and I then reached over to the metronome and stopped it. As soon as I did Daniela started to wake up, her eyes fluttering, her head coming up, until a smile crossed her lips once more.
“Sorry Jason.. what were you saying?” she finally managed to get out as she fidgeted in her seat, now clearly uncomfortable sitting.
“I was just saying I was quite happy that you’d found a job you enjoy and can support you.”
She smiled at me and started to stand up, “Sorry Jason… I’m just a little restless, you don’t mind if I walk around a bit?”
“Not at all, go right ahead.” I said with a wave of my hand.
She wandered around my office for a few moments until she arrived at the mirror and suddenly her eyes went wide.
It took her a moment to read the reversed lettering, but there it was in black and white, “I ❤️ COCK”
Her whole body quivered and after a few minutes she walked back to my desk, but this time instead of sitting in front of it, walked around behind it and drooped to her knees.
“I love cock…” she said and then make quick work of my pants before wrapping her lips around my shaft.
Slowly and lovingly, she extracted every drop of cum from my balls and swallowed it all.
I watched Daniela’s ass wiggle as she walked out of the reception area and towards the parking lot, a smile across my lips, right up until I heard Mrs. Davidson’s, a matron of the church, footsteps coming down the stairs from the main hall.
“Such a shame… she was so full of promise.” Mrs. Davidson said with a tsk.
“Yes, well, I’ve been doing my best to bring her back to the fold… but even I may not be able to.” I said seriously.
“Oh we are very appreciative of your work Jason, it’s not your fault. We do what we can and let God guide us.” she replied, giving me a pat on the shoulder, and then walked out towards the exit herself.
“Have a good evening Mrs. Davidson.”
“You as well Jason.”
Once she was gone I walked back into my office and closed the door behind me, walking over to the mirror myself and smiling as I let my facade drop. Gone was the cordial young man with a million watt smile, replaced with the horns and fangs of a demon from hell, including the dark red skin.
No tail though, that was just silly.
I looked up towards where I knew the church alter was, it had been desecrated decades ago without the church fathers even knowing it. This was no house of the lord, but a sanctum of the devil.
A knock at my door brought my disguise back into full force and I called out, “Come in.”
“Counselor Thomas?” a timid voice asked as the young blonde girl stuck her head into my office.
“Please, call me Jason.” I replied, “And you’re Tracy, am I right?” I asked.
The girl nodded and stepped into my office, closing the door behind me, “Yes, sorry to disturb you, but could we talk?” she asked timidly.
“Of course, of course, that’s what I’m here for.” I replied and gestured to the seat in front of my desk.
I walked around behind my desk and took my seat, once more starting the tick-tock of the metronome.
I’d been waiting for Tracy to pay me a visit for months, it would be gratifying to finally start her corruption, the boss had special plans for her and this would be a real feather in my cap.
“Now then, what can I help you with?” I asked with the broad smile that everyone loved and Tracy started to tell me all of her deepest and darkest secrets, all the while her eyes grew heavier and heavier.
