A man uses a special Powder of Suggestion on his well-endowed neighbor.
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Chapter 3: Becky Wants Milk
Becky left the clothing store with an arsenal of hot clothes to wear and the salty taste of warm semen still in her mouth. She was beginning to like the taste of semen, at least that's what part of her mind was telling her and she was, in fact, beginning to become convinced that becoming a sexy tease was her true role in life. Well, at least a tease who delivered; who thrilled at bringing men to an excruciating climax that is.
She felt a special warmth and fullness in her breasts, a moistness in her pussy, and a special tingle in her lovely clitoris from all the attention it had just received. She knew that what she had just done was her duty to the nice man in the clothing store. In fact, she felt very warm inside about him and knew that she wanted to return and see him again. But somehow, given the ebbs and flows of her hormones and the relatively new effects of the magical suggestion powder coursing through her veins, she was also a bit nervous and embarrassed by 'the new her'. She was just a librarian, after all. Since when did she parade around with no bra on?
She was aware that she had large breasts for a woman of her size so it just didn't seem to make sense to her why she would dress like such a loose woman. Why was she walking out of the shopping center with just her white shirt tied in a knot below her breasts and only a couple of buttons secured exposing more than a generous amount of her cleavage. Her naked midriff was exposed and open for inspection?
She was surprised at herself for teasing and seducing the guy at the clothing store too but it sure felt nice to know that she pleased him in the end. She pleased him very much indeed. Becky began to feel self-conscious and a bit confused.
As I followed her out of the store I was admiring her profile from walking alongside her. I suddenly realized who she had reminded me of all along, Jenna Jameson the young innocent busty porn star that millions of men spilled their seed over. Jenna was a cock-sucking expert and had, perhaps, the most perfect large breasts of any young woman in the world. Becky's breasts were not too huge, nor boringly round, but had very full, pointed teardrop-shaped breasts that could make an instant hardon to any young man. What made her all the more special were her lovely thick suck-me nipples.
When I thought of her nipples she reminded me of Julia (Google Julia Japanese), the E cup Japanese porn star. Now SHE was one hell of a hot young perfect body. I had probably beaten off more to Julia than Jenna by a long shot. Comparing her tits to her thin waist and youthful face made my blood run hot. Yes, she had it all. Maybe I could get her to make millions of dollars for me as a porn star? I discarded that idea rather quickly because I truly loved having her to myself, well, while sharing her with others too.
As I gazed at her I appreciated also the nice wide hips she had, accentuated by her very narrow waist. Her hips and waist were shown off well by her tight schoolgirl pleated black skirt, which hugged her ass nicely. I knew she had no panties because she left them for the nice man at the store.
Becky was short, with a great figure and still very young. It just didn't make sense how thin her delicate arms and legs were in comparison to the front of her, the large breasts she had grown came at such a complete surprise. It just didn't make any sense. God was being nice that day. She bounced and wiggled in her top all the way out of the mall and into my car. What a lucky guy I was.
Little did I know but Becky was starting to feel a bit guilty and quite a bit self-conscious. After we got into my car, I noticed that her arms were folded over to hide her chest and her jutting nipples and she became quite silent.
As we were driving, her embarrassment started to set in. The powder's effect was waning. Why was she parading around like a whore, like a slut or prostitute? This wasn't her. She was a librarian after all. She began to button her top up and untie it, then tuck it into her skirt. She then turned and looked for something else to put on to cover herself up more. She suddenly felt very exposed, and then realized she had no panties on at all. She was confused and didn't know what was going on.
She asked me if I was taking her home. I was immediately puzzled. It was clear that the powder of suggestion was wearing off a bit. I had thought the effects were quite permanent. Maybe she needed another application. I was glad I brought it with me. Nonetheless, I was quite certain that some of my commands, my suggestions, had indeed taken hold in her mind.
I immediately pulled the car over and pulled out the bag of that powder. Becky, I said, I think you want another good smell of that powder I introduced to you early, don't you? Isn't that right? She looked at me with very trusting eyes, even though she was a bit puzzled, and said, sure I guess. I then blew a large puff of it right into her face being only inches away. I then held the bag of it up to her nose and suggested that she might want to take another deep smell of the wonderful odor. She did indeed do that. Almost like someone snorting coke. A beautiful radiant flush then came over her face.