1. Cleaning a schoolgirl's brain


    Date: 12/12/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Alien, Anal, BDSM, Body modification, Domination/submission, Female / Girl, Foot or shoe fetish, Mind Control, Monster, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Virginity, Young, Author: Humbert, Rating: 34.8, Source: sexstories.com

    slowly robbed of the commanding touch of a brain. The Master's work is complete. He has made Shelly into a vegetable. She is nought but a fit, pert, semi-naked sex-doll- and a fetish sex-doll too, since she is clothed above her definately-wide-enough-to-be-legal-age hips in that thick, stiff, pert, squeaky leather shirt! The Master is so, so horny over what he has made happen. His cock yearns, and begs, and commands to use her fit, tight little ragdol body to thrust, and thrust, and orgasm, and spurt. But there is one final treatment that Shelli must be given. The Predalien strokes his filthy erection with twitchy fingers like a rapist who shall soon defile a female he has lusted for and craved to put his erection into her body for a long, long time. As Shelli's body calms of its' cute little fit of spasticness, the Predalien works through his filthy, shitty tentacles once more, this time filling Shelli's lump of lobotomised head-meat with new and sacred thoughts. He worked and worked, pumping the slimey hood over and over the tip of his yearning cock with soft moist squidges, giving Shelly her new brain, a perfect, correct, special brain that thought of nought but what he knew were the only truths a little girl's brain must think. His filthy, smelly fingers stroked and groped the pert little female as he make Shelly's brain know that it must obay the will of her Masters, and must serve only her Masters, and must think and work only in the holy service of her Masters. She ...
    must obay. Obay. His wet, smelly tongue poked from his wrinkled, leathery mouth, it poked and licked and washed the little female's ear as he corrected her brain. Obay. Obay. His fingers gently caressed the pretty, pink, smooth-but-only-because-they-have-been-shaved-and-not-because-she-is-too-young-to-grow-pubic-hair vaginal lips. Obay. Obay. The Predalien whispers sweet nothings into Shelli's ear, even though she hears nought but the dominance of the filthy, creepy treatments being given to her bumhole. Her brain must be given the knowledge and duty to make her body work to protect and nurture the eggs which shall be given to her bumhole. Shelly shall serve her Masters as an Egg-Female. Her body and brain have been corrected and purified so that she may perform her natural destiny. Eggs in her bumhole! Eggs in her fit, tight, fresh, pink little bumhole! She is TOTALLY old enough to be making female eggs now anyway, because she only LOOKS like a cute little underage loli-girl, but she's sixteen! So even though the Master will be giving her Xenomorph eggs, it's totally the same thing anyway! The Master's wrinkled, leathery ball-sack begins to bulge, and fill with juice and special lumps. The female's treatment is complete. Shelli has been given her new brain. She stands from her soft little leather seat, still facing away, hands obediently beside her hips, for she knows that she stands before her Master. Her eyes unroll, for they see once more. The lips become unslack, they pout ...
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