You wake up in a sticky substance with no memory of how you got here. A cold, dark, echoey room, with faint hints of an outside world. You can feel that you are not alone. You hear a voice. A quiet, soothing, somewhat condescending woman…...
Hi, sweetie~ Mommy cares so much about you… And I want to teach you a very important word. A word that will help keep away expectant, perverted advances – unwanted touches, even if they feel good… A word, spelled “N-O” Say “no” when anyone tries...
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PRIOR LISTENS TO “SUCCUBUS TAKEOVER” AND “VIRTUAL GODDESS” REQUIRED CW: Succubus doing succubus things – mentions & implications of loss of life. This file is meant to reinforce conditioning for both entities. Do not listen if you are not in a good headspace. There is...
Maybe it’s pure luck, maybe it’s destiny. Not many people get the opportunity to meet powerful supernatural beings that grant wishes~ YOU get THREE~! How fortunate for you~ Three unique chances to bring your deepest desires, thoughts, and fantasies.. To life. You don’t even have...
Head in the clouds, you and your Genie celebrate your new relationship with intimate cuddles, breathing in sync and melting into each other… Becoming one, both undiscernible from Servant and Master. Just two Lovers, perfectly content, beginning your new eternity. Things have changed. She will...
It is clear to a mystical being who can see into your psyche that you’re lonely and desperate for intimacy… Or maybe it’s obvious just by looking at or interacting with you in general… Either way… You’re lucky – By some miracle, the all-powerful Genie...
It doesn’t seem real, it’s just like how you see it in movies and read it in stories – an old oil lamp with something unusual and exciting under the lid… Calling out to you… Inviting you to rub… To touch… But it’s no trick...
You’re sitting quietly in a crowded train, blissfully deaf to the other irrelevant passengers, zoned out and locked onto a tempting sight – aligned perfectly in your line of sight, peeking through the side of a tight, sleeveless shirt… Dancing, swaying, jiggling with the movements...
It’s a late night, and we are off to bed… But I can’t sleep, and neither can you – your restlessness is obvious. You have something on your mind~ I’ll comfort you with the firm, but soft embrace of my thighs… So warm, dark under...