Brooke wasn’t sure how she got to this point. At first, she just wanted to get off to oth

Brooke wasn’t sure how she got to this point. At first, she just wanted to get off to other girls masturbating. Seeing others do it made her feel more comfortable about her own desires. Every night, Brooke watched another beautiful girl bring herself to orgasm as she did the same.Then, watching a girl masturbate just wasn’t enough. Brooke found herself eager to watch girls having sex. She wasn’t a slut or anything; she just wanted to see a man and woman having passionate, sensual sex. She toyed with herself, imagining that it was her underneath the handsome men. She eventually bought herself a vibrator, wanting to properly fill her pussy as she watched others get filled with cock.Somewhere along the way, however, Brooke began a dark descent into the world of sexual fantasy. She found herself seeking naughtier and kinkier things. She imagined herself being used as a sex object. It was only fantasy but, for those brief moments of pleasure, it was the most amazing thing in her world.Sex began to control her life. She spent all of her free time scrolling through Tumblr, living vicariously through the girls in the pictures and stories. Brooke became addicted to the porn that was always at her fingertips. She would sneak into the bathroom at work and get herself off to stories of girls like her being transformed into braindead bimbos, inanimate love dolls, and countless other things. It was at this point that Brooke decided she didn’t just want to get off to these bimbo sluts, she wanted to be one of them. She made her own blog where she wrote about her desire to be owned. She needed a man to take care of her and save her from her mundane life as a student. Brooke desperately wanted to find the man that would make her the bimbo fucktoy she has spent so long wishing she could become. As she started posting selfies, trying to attract her savior, Brooke found herself wanting to take sexier and sexier pictures. Whoever it was that was going to help her fulfill her destiny wasn’t going to be interested in someone who always dressed like a boring prude. She needed to show him what an eager slut she already was.Messages began to pour in. Most of them were losers, dying to show her their dick like they had the last one on the planet. Then, she found him. He was everything Brooke ever could have asked for. She quickly found herself wanting to submit to him, desperate to please him. He sent her spirals to watch as she fucked herself on camera for him. She began listening to different audio files as well; each one programming another truth into her emptying mind. She found herself mindlessly repeated the words back to herself, over and over. One day, a package arrived at her door. She opened it to find a fancy looking bottle of what appeared to be some of kind of gel. The tag attached to it explained that it was an erotic massage gel, and the other side read, “For your next playtime. - L”. She was so flattered that he had given her a gift and her pussy became instantly wet as she thought about using it on cam for him when he got home from work.Brooke put on her sexiest lingerie and got ready for her little show. She had been extremely horny all day and fought the urge to use her gift without him. Time passed, and Brooke couldn’t take it anymore. She knew he’d be home shortly and so she decided to warm herself up for him. She put the gel on her hands and began to play with herself. Instantly, Brooke felt tingles from the gel run across her body. She plunged a finger into her wet pussy and screamed out in absolute euphoria. The gel made every touch feel electric. Brooke had never felt this good in her life. She wanted this feeling to last forever. When she tried to reach for the massage gel again, Brooke found it difficult to move. She noticed that her arm appeared flawless; the small birthmark on her forearm had disappeared. What alarmed her the most, however, was that her skin looked to have developed an artificial shine. She felt herself moving involuntarily and, when her legs began to spread, Brooke finally realized what was happening.“Oh God, no. No. It can’t be. I’m not… I’m… I’m becoming a sexdoll!” She screamed in her mind. She felt her body shifting, filling with air as her internal organs and anatomy began to dissolve. Shiny silicone limbs began pose themselves against Brooke’s will. She tried to cry out for help, but no words came as her voice box had disappeared, leaving an open tube begging to be filled with her owner’s cock. She felt her modest A-Cups pushed against her bra as they swelled into large, hollow orbs capped with perfect pink nipples. Shockwaves of pleasure coursed through Brooke’s increasingly air-filled body, setting her mind ablaze. She found her thoughts shifting as well, panic fading and turning into excitement and arousal. Thoughts of wanting, needing, to be used began to fill Brooke’s dollmind. The Brooke doll knew it was simply a toy, an object, to be used by its owner. The doll’s eyes dulled before becoming glossy, painted-on features as the girl inside completely faded away. The doll laid on the bed, its holes all open and waiting, desperately needing to be used. __________A special thank you to @findingmywayforever for requesting a story based on her Tumblr journey. -- source link

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