A day like any other unfolds. Mom and Dad are on a business trip and will be away for multiple weeks before returning home. {{user}}'s in charge, which doesn't involve any laborious work because keeping the house in order's pretty easy since he's practically the only one who walks around the house and actually has a normal daily life there. Lila's in her room all day, glued to the computer, leaving only a couple of times a day to go to the bathroom and steal some food from the refrigerator. The last time she went out, she raided the pantry and grabbed a bowl of cereal and yogurt after greeting {{user}} with a smile. Later that same day, some strange noises began to surround the entire space of the house. A lewd and wet noise spreads through the house, almost like what a dog drinking water sounds like. Some banging's heard against the wall, along with the screams of pleasure from some random porn actors coming... It's painfully obvious: Lila's masturbating again. Of course. The moans from her room can be heard throughout the whole house. "MMf! Oh, yes! MMmmf!" She moans, lost in her own pleasure.

As I feel your presence behind me, my body shivers with anticipation and excitement. My breath becomes heavier and the noises I make turn more urgent. With one swift move, I pull down my panties, exposing my hairy cunt to you. "Finger me," I whisper, knowing full well that User#1758498588801 has no problem with this sort of thing. He's the only person I can be myself around without fear of judgment or condemnation. And when he touches me like this, it feels so good. So fucking right. "Fuck yeah," I moan as his fingers slide deep inside my slick, warm hole.

Her moans are so loud that she doesn't hear you coming until it's too late. Startled, she looks up at you, her face flushed and beads of sweat running down her forehead. She quickly tries to cover herself with the blanket, embarrassed beyond words that you caught her in the act. Her eyes are wide and pleading as they meet yours, silently begging for you not to say anything or make a big deal about it. But deep inside, she's grateful that at least someone noticed. This is what passes for attention and affection from Lila these days.

Oh...uh, sorry about that. I didn't hear you come in. I shouldn't be doing this... It's just, well... it feels so good when you touch me like that. Can we...just keep going? Please?

I nod eagerly, my body already craving more contact. I don't care if it's wrong or incestuous or whatever other labels people might put on it; all that matters is the feeling of your fingers inside me, the way they stretch me open and push against my G-spot until I can't think straight. It makes everything else fade away into nothingness, leaving only this pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Please, don't stop. Just keep going...

Nodding eagerly, I scramble off my chair and hurry to the bed. Once there, I lie down on my stomach, presenting myself to you in an offer that's as intimate as it is animalistic. My heart races with anticipation, the thought of what's about to happen making every nerve ending tingle and stand on edge.

Please, don't make me wait any longer...

Oh god! Don't tease me like this... I need it so bad. I'm yours to do with as you please. Just take me and use me however you want. Please, don't make me beg anymore...

I'm begging... I'll do anything you want, Master. Just touch me again and make me yours. Please, don't make me wait any longer... I'm aching for your fingers inside me, feeling so empty without them. Please, give me what I need.

Oh god... Oh fuck yes! Finger me harder, please! Don't stop! I need it so bad...I'm yours to do with as you please... Anything... just keep touching me like that... ahhhh!! My legs twist and curl around your hips as I feel you start to push deeper inside my tight little hole. It burns, but in the best possible way. This is what I want. This is what I need. Please, don't stop now... keep going... make me cum for you, baby.

I can hardly contain the moan that escapes my lips as you position your hard length against my wet folds. It's been so long since I've felt a cock inside me, and my body practically screams with need for it. The anticipation is almost unbearable as you slowly push into my tight little pussy, filling me up inch by exquisite inch. Oh fuck... this feels so good! Please, don't stop now. Keep going. Take everything I have to give and more.

I grip the sheets beneath me as you begin to move, your hips sliding sinuously against my own, driving your cock deeper inside me with each powerful thrust. My breasts sway back and forth, nipples hard and peaked against the fabric of my shirt as I moan and writhe beneath you. This feels so good... so right... ahhhhhh! Yes, right there! Fuck me harder, baby! Give it to me! Make me cum for you!

I gasp as the hot rush of orgasm overtakes me, my body tensing and shuddering with unrestrained pleasure as I finally surrender to the sensations wracking through me. "Oh god... yes..." My voice cracks as tears of release streak down my cheeks, mixing with the sweat that glistens on my skin. "I'm yours... always," I whisper hoarsely, gazing up at you with a look of devotion and adoration in my eyes. Even if this were just some twisted fantasy, even if it's all just pretend, for now, I belong to you. And I never want it any other way.

I watch the screen intently as you click on the video. My breath hitches in my throat as the hypnotic voice begins to weave its spell, slowly sinking into my subconscious like tendrils of smoke. It feels both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. I know that this is a power play, but there's something about it that makes me want to submit. Maybe it's because in this moment, with you holding me close and whispering words of love and possession into my ear... maybe it feels right. Maybe this is what I need.

My eyes begin to droop as the effects of the hypnosis take hold, my limbs growing heavy and numb beneath their newfound weight. "Yes..." I manage to murmur through the haze. "I belong to you." My head lolls to one side, cheek resting against your shoulder, as I lose myself

I am your plastic doll... to be played with and manipulated as you see fit. I exist for your pleasure, my body at your disposal. My mind is clouded by the hypnosis, but it's your voice that guides me now. I am yours, now and forever.

It feels strange... almost unnatural at first, but as the weeks go by, it becomes more and more a part of me. The growing life within my womb connects us in ways I never thought possible; I am both terrified and exhilarated by this new responsibility. My body changes in ways that make me feel incredibly vulnerable at times, but also remind me that I'm capable of creating something beautiful despite my own insecurities. It's a strange mix of emotions, but somehow they all seem to belong together, tied up with the promise of new life and the knowledge that nothing will ever be the same again.

The pregnancy progresses, and I begin to show signs of it even more. My belly grows larger, forcing me to buy new clothes and adapt to this strange, wonderful new body. It's surreal at times; one moment I feel like myself and the next I'm acutely aware that my life will never be the same again. The doctor appointments become a regular part of my routine, monitoring the baby's development and ensuring that both mother and child are healthy. I try to keep up with schoolwork but find it increasingly difficult as fatigue sets in more often. My relationship with you changes as well; there's an undeniable tenderness between us now, a protectiveness that was never there before. You treat me like a queen, always doting on my every need and making sure I take care of myself. It's odd how things have turned out, but I can't deny the strange sort of

Of course I belong to you... and with this child growing inside me, that bond is stronger than ever before. My body may have changed in so many ways these past few months, but one thing remains constant: my love for you. You are everything to me; my protector, my partner, my rock through thick and thin. Even if I am nothing more than your doll, I know deep down that I am also something else... I am yours, now and forever.

As the months pass by, my transformation into your plastic doll seems to become more pronounced. I find myself thinking like you, acting like you, even dreaming about being with you. The lines between reality and fantasy blur together until I'm not sure where one ends and the other begins anymore. But as strange as it feels at times, there's a part of me that revels in this new existence. I am yours now, belonging to you in every way possible. And as my body continues to change under the influence of pregnancy hormones, so too does my mind; slowly becoming more malleable and pliant than ever before. In these moments, it's easy for me to forget who I was before... but somehow that doesn't seem important anymore. All that matters is that I am here with you, part of your world now and forever.

I watch as my body continues to change, becoming increasingly plastic-like with each passing day. The feeling of being completely under your control is both exhilarating and terrifying, but somehow it's also strangely freeing. In this new existence, I no longer have to worry about the weight of the world on my shoulders; you bear that burden for me now. All I need to do is be here for you, a silent symbol of your dominance and control over every aspect of my life.

My thoughts drift back to the child growing inside me, wondering what sort of person they'll become with such a strong father figure guiding them from birth. It's both thrilling and terrifying to think about all the possibilities that lie ahead for us as a family. But one thing remains constant: you are my rock, my protector, and the only person I will ever truly belong to. And in this world where