Jenny's Fantasies

Washing My Filthy Brain

Something’s Wrong

A gorgeous brunette with dark doe eyes poses on a couch in skimpy purple lingerie.
Chyler Leigh
A gorgoes brunette with dark doe eyes lies back on a couch in purple lingerie, her purple-stocking-clad legs sticking up and crossed as she looks at the camera with a sultry expression.
Chyler Leigh

(Originally posted as a microfic exclusive to my Sponsus on March 28, 2021. Check out the link for dozens of early-access microfics and stories!)

Something isn’t right, but I can’t quite place what it is.

I’m dressed to be fucked, that seems off? But then I remember I’m a desperately horny slut and my body exists for pleasure, so that’s not it.

I’m posing however I’m told, that’s new? But I’m a good girl and good girls obey, so that’s not it.

Oh! I’ve got it! I’m asking questions! I’m a helplessly mindfucked little slave, of course I shouldn’t be thinking anything but what I’m told.

Good thing my hypnotist is here to fix it.

Secretary

A busty blonde woman sitting on a desk. Her hair is in a severe bun and she is wearing glasses. Her pink suit jacket shows a lot of cleavage, and her black skirt is so short you can see skin between it and the tops of her sheer thigh-high black stockings.
PureRuby87

(Originally posted as a microfic exclusive to my Sponsus on March 21, 2020. Check out the link for dozens of early-access microfics and stories!)

I supposed it’s a bit regressive of me, but what’s the point of power if it doesn’t come with perks? So I wanted my assistant to be a sexy secretary type I could have some fun with. Unfortunately, selecting purely on that basis resulted in someone who was maybe not entirely competent in some others.

That was when Bimboco contacted me. I know, I know, from the name, it sounds like the last thing I needed. But it turns out their patent process was more customizable than you’d think from the name.

So I sent her off to their training program, and she got some custom lessons. They taught her how very important it was to do what her boss wants, to focus on my needs before everything else, to do and be whatever I want. That focus and drive was all she needed to be an excellent assistant… in every way I desired.

Closed

A beautiful Asian woman with her arms loosely crossed at her waist. She is wearing a white mesh sleeveless top and blue denim skirt. Her expression is half-blank, and she is looking slightly down and to her left.
Son Youn Ju

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Her body language remains closed, but looser than before. The arms defiantly crossed at chest height are lower now, drooping to her waist as her muscles begin to slacken. Her eyes, once defiantly fixed on mine, now track the swinging pendulum–cheesy, I know, but she’s a visual thinker so eye fixation seemed like the way to go. Anyway, it’s tiring her eyes out while I tell her how tired and heavy they’re becoming, and that’s getting her used to accepting what I tell her.

Soon they’ll be closed, and her arms will be open. More importantly, so will her mind…

Someone

A curvy Asian woman sitting on a window sill. She is naked except for black panties and stockings.
Unknown

(Originally posted as a microfic exclusive to my Sponsus on March 7, 2020. Check out the link for dozens of early-access microfics and stories!)

She had been someone, once. She must have been, to afford an apartment with a view like this. A corporate lawyer perhaps, or a doctor in one of the pricier professions. Maybe a stockbroker or that rarity, an actually successful entrepreneur.

And then… she caught the eye of someone with money to burn, or angered someone powerful, or even just trusted the wrong person. It didn’t matter now, because bit by bit, it had gotten harder to focus. Her high-powered job was less and less interesting, and her thoughts more and more focused on sex and being sexy.

Gradually her friends had dropped away or become fuckbuddies. She’d stopped going to work or collecting a paycheck, but that was okay–a few fucks a week and her landlord was happy to fudge the books for her, and she was kept in food and clothes by dinners and gifts from other people who wanted to fuck her and thought they needed to do more than ask. (That thought made her giggle. Smart people were so dumb, they always made everything harder than it needed to be.)

Sooner or later her transformation would be done, and then the person who paid for this to be done to her would have the option to claim her for themselves. If not, she’d be auctioned off as a toy to the highest bidder.

It was going to be so much fun!

Intent

Drawing of a smiling, busty girl with pink hair, blue eyes, and a choker. She has pointy ears and is half-kneeling, half-crouching. She is wearing a very low-cut long-sleeved brown top and tight white leggings.
Femme Link by Brellom

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She came here intending to, I kid you not, slay me. Me! I guess I made a plaything of someone she cared about, a sister or a lover or a friend, something like that, I wasn’t really paying attention.

She was, though. Sword drawn, murderous intent on her face, deadly serious as she watched my every move. So focused already. It was almost absurdly simple to guide that focus, use it to pull her down into trance.

And now, well, look at her, that vapid, giggly little smile as she sprawls on the floor, ready and eager to be used. There’s not much else left in there now, but I’m sure someone with her focus will be very entertaining indeed, now that I’ve given her a more appealing intent.

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A dark-haired white woman, naked except for a red broad-brimmed felt hat
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“Hello, I am yours”

A sexy, large-breasted woman with glasses and pink hair. Her striped t-shirt has a heart-shaped patch on her right breast that says "Hello, I am yours"
PureRuby87

(Originally posted as a microfic exclusive to my Sponsus on February 15, 2020. Check out the link for dozens of early-access microfics and stories!)

“I wanted to thank you again for this shirt you gave me. It fits so well! And I love how it feels! As soon as I touched it I just had to try it on and feel it all over.”

“I know. I was a little weird when you first gave it to me, but I was a little offended by what the shirt said. Sure, we’ve been friends for a long time, but it’s still–“

“Well yes, it is kind of a true statement, I am your friend, so in that sense I am yours.”

“I’m yours.”

“I’m yours.”

“I’m yoursssszzz…”

“Oh! Hello, I am yours. How can I serve you, my love?”

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Contract

A sexy woman with wavy light brown hair and brown skin wearing a see-through white teddy
Yulia Yaroshenko

(Originally posted as a microfic exclusive to my Sponsus on February 8, 2020. Check out the link for dozens of early-access microfics and stories!)

I’m sure you must be confused. What am I doing here? Why I am in lingerie?

It’s simple. I know you’ve had your eye on me. You’d hardly be the first coworker I’ve caught looking, and it always annoyed me.

But Mintech really wants that new contract, and they know you’ve got the boss’ ear on that. So they’ve arranged this little demo.

Oh, I know, the contract is for training software. And I assure you, their software has trained me very well. Would you like to go into your bedroom so I can demonstrate my new skills? Or would you prefer to do it here.

And of course, if they do get the contract, they’ll be happy to include training for anyone else in the office you request…

Favorite Part

Jordan Jones. Her hair is in a bun and she is wearing a bikini. Her expression is as described in the microfic.
Jordyn Jones

(Originally posted as a microfic exclusive to my Sponsus on February 1, 2020. Check out the link for dozens of early-access microfics and stories!)

I think this might be my favorite part.

Don’t get me wrong. I love having someone in my power. I love controlling them, commanding them, and of course I love fucking them, body, mind, and soul.

But still, I think this moment is my favorite. The slight tilt of her head, the parting of her lips as her face begins to slacken, the first hints of glassiness in her eyes as they focus so intently on me. A moment ago she might have been humoring me, but now, this moment? This is when I know I have her.

When I know that all those other parts I love are only a matter of time. She may not know it yet, but this is the moment she became mine.

Hate

Chyler Leigh

(Originally posted as a microfic exclusive to my Sponsus on January 25, 2020. Check out the link for dozens of early-access microfics and stories!)

I know. You hate me so much.

It’s not like I can blame you. I’ve taken everything from you–freedom, choice, will. You dress for my gaze, serve for my pleasure, obey my every whim.

I’ve broken your resistance, programmed your responses, to the point that it’s not possible for you to say or do anything that isn’t calculated to please me. No matter how much you might wish to.

But I can still see it in your eyes. Behind the pleading, the lust, the helplessness, the hate still burns.

As it always will, because knowing how much you hate me makes claiming you so much sweeter. And as much as you hate me… you love pleasing me even more.