Triggers to Whore - Tits and Pussy Girl Body Born - Mind’s Pink Cock Rules You Now

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Across four nasty, mind-fucking parts, I’m shredding your manhood, Candy, and rebuilding you as a sissy slut—step by filthy step. From awakening your girly core with triggers like pop and porn, to deepening them into an inescapable pulse, locking in your Candy identity with humiliating flair, and finally transforming you into a complete, cock-hungry whore, this series is a psychological descent into feminized bliss. NLP, and reverse psychology twist your brain, while my goddess voice—calm, then commanding, then mesmerize, then seductive—crowns you my creation. You’re mine, bitch, forever.    The Transformation Candy, my perfect slut, this is your coronation—fully feminized, irreversibly slutty, living your new life under my seductive, powerful gaze. Your body’s reborn: tits bounce, pussy throbs, mouth drips for cock—touch yourself like a girl, fuck like a girl, be a girl. Your mind purges man-shi for makeup, gossip, and cock; an NLP bracelet jingles your sluttiness into place.

Published by MishaGoldy
29 days ago
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Candy, my perfect little slut, we've reached the end, or rather, your glorious beginning.

You've crawled through the muck of your old self, whimpered under the weight of my voice,

begged for the sweet release of your truth, and now, here you are, trembling on the edge

of something divine.

I am Procydon, your filthy goddess, your wicked architect, your unrelenting mistress,

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