Prompt: Okay, fine. I guess everyone knows about the hypnotic trigger that turns me into a bimbo. Just don’t go crazy with it, okay?

“Okay, fine. I guess everyone knows about the hypnotic trigger that turns me into a bimbo. Just don’t go crazy with it, okay?” I whined.

I regretted telling Jeff almost instantly. Of course he was going to tell everyone else. My boyfriend looked at his friends more seriously though.

“No one should be saying that word, seriously guys.

“Yea, sure thing, of course,” Ellis grinned.

I rolled my eyes. Maybe it would be fine. I mean, we were at the lakehouse all weekend. My boyfriend was here, they wouldn’t try anything.

It was my boyfriend’s family house, and I followed him to the master bedroom on the bottom floor.

“You don’t mind if.. uh, I use it.. do you?” he asked, once we were alone.

“I mean.. if you really want to.. I didn’t think you liked.. her.”

We also joked, talking about my bimbo side as another person.

“I like you both,” he explained, “I mean, I love you, but she is fun too, sometimes.”

Leaning in he kissed me, his fingers teasing the hem of my neckline, sliding along my chest.

“Maybe we could have some quick fun?”

Looking at him, I licked my lips, nodding.

“Come out, come out, it’s time to play,” he whispered in my ear.

Hungrily, my hand slid, finding a way between his legs. I tugged at his zipper.

“I need this Daddy,” I cooed, reaching in to squeeze him, “God I need cock.”

My lips pouted, almost more plump and glossy than before, my eyes blinking hard. Tugging by his cock, I climbed onto the bed.

“Do you want to fuck me again Daddy?” I moaned, peeling off my thong and pulling my dress up around my waist.

My fingers teased along my slit eagerly as he grinned, smacking my ass hard.

“God I love when you’re a needy bitch,” he growled, pressing against my drooling hole as I pulled myself open for him.

Gripping my hips, he slammed into me, harder and harder as I couldn’t help but squeal. Twenty minutes later he was spent, and I was still hungry.

With cum leaking down my thighs, I peeled off my dress.

“I’m going to find more cock to play with,” I giggled.

My boyfriend, who was shrinking fast on the bed lurched up.

“Uhh wait, uhh, playtime’s over.”

Blinking hard, I swayed and shook my head. Looking down I was surprised to find my naked form.

“Seriously?” I laughed, rolling my eyes, “did you have fun?”

“You’re amazing babe.”

“You know.. you could have sex with me sometimes, and not just.. her.”

“Next time I promise,” he said, getting up to kiss me on the forehead.

Feeling the drip of semen between my legs, I made a face, “I’m going to wash off real quick.. okay?”

“Okay babe, I’m going to go check the hot tub real quick,” he said as I walked off towards the bathroom. Slipping on his shorts, I watched him go as I turned on the shower.

What had started off as a joke freshman year had somehow become real, this alter ego, somehow hypnotized in and stuck. It sometimes felt more like a curse than anything. I stepped into the hot water and tried to remember what had happened, but it was just blank, just like always. Sometimes I wished he’d never found the trigger phrase., though I was thankful he’d stumbled onto the release phrase too.

As I ran my fingers between my legs, cleaning cum out of the folds between my legs. I heard the door open.

“Babe?”

“Come out, come out, it’s time to play,” Ellis whispered from the doorway.

I couldn’t help but smile.

“I hope you’re here for me,” I half moaned as my fingers pressed against my clit.