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Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Devilla turns to Milena and says with a bounty of pride... She is quite beautiful. A delight and wonder to the eyes. Wouldn't you agree? Milena shakes her head vigorously, but never takes her eyes off of Clarissa... Oh yes Mistress, she is quite beautiful, I agree. Devilla continues... Decent size breasts. The shape is good. She is relatively fit. Not perfect, but fit. Her hips are a bit narrow, but that is to be expected. Nice legs. There are some flaws, but they are fixable. Her body is asymmetrical, but that too can be worked on. She really does have a lot of promise, doesn't she? Again Milena answers really feeling the pain in her bottom becoming subdued and getting used to the throbbing.... Oh yes Mistress she is a perfect specimen. Devilla then breaks out of her sort of daydreaming where in her mind she can see Clarissa as a blank canvas that is the bimbo that she will eventually become.... All right Milena, get the scale from the bathroom and lets weigh the girl. Devilla scurries and in a flash returns with the bathroom scale as she places it before Clarissa's feet.... Devilla orders the girl... All right my dear. Step up on the scale. Lets see how much you weigh.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

It was odd being handled by two total strangers who seemed to show more interest in her body then they did her feelings.. Who was she kidding? She was the victim of a kidding and quite the clever one at that. She still couldn't get over the humiliating fact that she had been single handed walked out of a fancy restaurant in the middle of dinner time. The more she considered what had happened to her the stupider she felt for it. It wasn't easy for her to consider herself from a more simple point of view either, having always thought better of herself then everyone else. Her pride and her honour, if she had any at all were the only things that mattered to her and yet she was being mocked for them right here in and now in front of her own very eyes. She could do nothing at all but watch the two strip and fondle her to their own desire. She felt like a doll quite honestly and that was a feeling she was rather unused too. No one dressed her or stripped her in her life and now she could do nothing the event that it was occuring right this very moment. She kept her hands raised above her head, each one on opposite sides of her head as she'd slowly lift them from her bust, allowed the two of them a clear sight of her chest. Her cheeks flushed a vicious red and her expression went terribly sour as she'd bite down hard on her trembling lips, trying to prevent herself from screaming and crying as they observed her more carefully. The mentality of everything was so dreadfully frightening that she hadn't the slightest clue on what to do. Never had she been in such a situation and never had seen been so trapped with options. Usually she would have wiggled her way out of this whole thing by now but she just couldn't find an opportunity to take advantage of. She had been humiliated physically already and now Devilla was toying with her sense of compassion for others. Normally she wouldn't turn a blind eye to someone else in need but here that feeling seemed so different. She felt like if she didn't address the matters around her then they'd come back to haunt her or even go after her themselves.. She didn't want that, she didn't want any of this and she sure didn't want to be humiliated anymore then she had to be.. Her feet stumbled along a bit as she was forced through the hallway naked and exposed by the pair behind her and led to the bathroom. There she'd meet a scale and slowly step on to it.. It worried her as to why they were measuring her in the first place but she kept her mouth shut and tried to place her attention elsewhere.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Milena, now on her knees reads the number of kilograms to Devilla, 53 Ma'am 117 pounds. Devilla responds, Very good. Now get the tape measure and let's check her height. Milena takes one out of the pocket of her maid uniform and stretches it out, Mistress, may I please request of you your help? Devilla still thinking about how she will mold Charissa says idly, Yes, of course. Holding the tape, Milena reads from the bottom, at the floor, 1.6 Ma'am 5'-3. Good, now take her body measurement's for her uniform, Devilla commands of Milena. The maid gets up off of her feet...with a pen and small pad in the pocket of her maid dress, Milena jots down a slew of measurements...over Clarissa's breasts, under, around....Milena gets a little flustered as she has never been able to hide her thoughts...the girl was so pretty and Milena want her so much...an uncomfortable smile from Milena gave her feelings away to Clarissa, but what the poor maid to do...she continued measuring the girl's waist and her hips and then scurried out, Devilla grabbed the girl gingerly by her arm and walked her back down to the bedroom....when they arrived, Milena was setting up a uniform for school, as in a private school.... ...white blouse with the school insignia on it... ....pink and red plaid skirt... ...10cm 4 high red Mary Jane shoes... ....knee-high white cotton socks.... ....pink panties, with ruffles on them... ... two lines of pink wool, for ponytails...
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Devilla continues to instruct the poor maid, Now Milena, get her dressed. One by one, articles of clothing go on Clarissa...the panties are soft and frilly...the white blouse, when buttoned is not only tight, but the neckline runs low, showing off some of Clarissa's boobs, and certainly her cleavage, which is accentuated by the tightness of the garment...when the plaid skirt goes on...it turns out to be a micro-mini....very high on the thighs and is pushed outward by the ruffles of the pink panties...it is clear that when Clarissa bends forward, even slightly, there will be nothing to hide...Milena continues with the socks and the Mary Jane's then while still sitting, Milena does a quick, but good job on the two ponytails that Clarissa now wears...Milena anticipates the command of placing Clarissa before the long dress mirror, so she does that....now the girl is looking at herself... Devilla is delighted.... You look wonderful. The perfect school girl. Ms. Davidson will love the way you look. She's the headmistress at the Silk and Lace Formal Academy for Girls. That is where you begin your training to become the perfect bimbo for me. Now tell your Mistress, don't you just love your new uniform?
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Why? That is a fair question my dear, Devilla said with a sort of crooked smile on her face. Because you my dear are mine. I own you. And, since I own you I get to do what I want with you. I suppose I could make you a slave and just keep you in the dungeon with the rest of my slaves. But, that is a dirty place and one not meant for a girl as pretty as you. Devilla paused and looked at Clarissa squarely, I could have you be my pet. You would live a life on all fours, wear a permanent fur skin that would cover your body from head to toe. As a pet, you would not say much at all and you would be relegated to eating and drinking from a bowl. Another pause, then Devilla placed her hand on Clarissa's shoulder, But, would you really want that life. No, I wouldn't think so. Luckily, I have a wonderful doll collection. And you my dear have been chosen as my soon to be bimbo doll. Don't be frightened, it will be a wonderful life, you will see. But in order to become a bimbo doll you must want to be a bimbo doll and that is where a few weeks of training at the Academy will do a lot of good for you my dear. Now, enough questions, lets be off with you. Devilla pulls out an iPhone and calls one of the minions... All right, come to Clarissa's room and collect her. She needs to be escorted to the academy.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

The very muscular raven and red haired minions arrive quickly and are ready to take Clarissa away...it doesn't take much for them to do their work efficiently...rather than simply grab her and go, they quickly tie her body in rope around her arms at her chest, at her stomach, and around her ankles...then she is thrown over their shoulders like a piece of meat....as she looks back at Devilla, her mistress just simply looks back, along with Milena, as if their is pride in seeing Clarissa being taken away with the knowledge that she will come back transformed and closer to becoming that bimbo doll that Devilla very much wants to have in her collection... ............ Down the stairs, into the basement and down another set of stairs....then the red haired minion takes out a set of keys and walk across a 'dungeon-like' hallway, stone walls, floors, and ceiling in the shape of a crooked barrel vault sconces on the walls are fiery torches that guide the way...it is a long hall, then finally they make their way to another door....again another key, and they enter....the door is closed and locked....the scene opens up into a very different scene...a hallway, like a school, and they approach a door made of wood, with a window...this time, the red haired minion rings a bell to the side of the door, and awaits for someone to show up....
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Leda She had left at dawn. Bow taut, and arrows aplenty, Leda had eaten only the lightest of breakfasts before beginning the final leg of her journey. The young huntress had taken refuge at a small mountain village for the night, one of the few bastions that littered the treacherous path up the mountain side. And while the people within we're fairly pleasant, a hint of fear still lingered in the air. They, like so many others, we're tormented by the beast that lived upon the peak of the mountains. The rumors that surrounded it were grim, and even the girl could not help but to feel a slight shiver running down her spine as they rolled through her mind. They spoke of how, though it bore a woman's form, it was as fierce as any demon. They spoke of how it had talons sharp enough to gut a human as though it were nothing, and how even the most seasoned of hunters had fallen to it. Even worse, some spoke of how it could even bring back those it killed, granting them new forms and tempering their souls until they were nothing more than servants. Whether they bore truth or not, Leda could not say. And while they are enough to bring forth a measure of hesitation, the girl forced herself to go forth. The hours ticked on by as she slowly clambered up the cliff sides, her petite form allowing the 18 year old to move fairly quickly. It was around the evening when she finally reached her destination, her pale form covered in sweat. Brushing a raven strand from her eyes, the girl's normally long hair tied back into a bun, her gaze would settle upon the stretch of thankfully flat land before her. What took most of her attention was the gaping cave, etched deep into the cliff side. Large enough to fit even a dragon, it was obvious that the harpy was not wanting for space. Standing before the cave entrance, meanwhile, was a crude stone altar. She'd shudder just a tad as her eyes fell across the crimson staining it, the scent of copper clinging to the air. From what she could only assume, it was where the villagers brought their sacrifices. Young men and women, who bore no crime. It was said that the harpy disembowled them with her claws alone, letting them linger in pain before finally killing them and bringing them back as servants. Such a fate, no one deserved. Lips pursing, she'd step forward. Clad in simple leather armor, she was hardly the most intimidating of warriors. Even still, her aim was second to none. Unstrapping her bow, and notching a arrow, she stepped into the cave. This was it.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

The cave was lit by a pulsing white crystal in the ceiling, almost like a massive chandelier. Across the room the harpy sat in a stone throne, a young woman with lilac tinted skin between her legs, bobbing over her crotch. Hmmm, another warrior has come to threaten me I see... She pushed the girl away, the young woman whining with want. She stood, a hefty red cock between her legs quickly sliding into her, out of view. Why don't we step outside then? Level the playing field. You're at a disadvantage in my own home, in even slight confines. She teased, trying to shake the young woman.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Ugh... Her nose wrinkled at the sight of the pair of naked women, lips working their way into a scowl as her muscles tensed. What was this...? ...hold your tongue, beast! She was not going to be lulled into a false sense of security. Taking special care to aim for the harpy's head, and to avoid hitting her slave, the woman let loose the arrow. Die!
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

She caught it in her claw, snapping it in two. How pitiful, not even blessed. She hissed, moving quickly closer to the archer. Now you've annoyed me, I'll be sure your death is very painful. She grinned, showing sharp teeth. It's too bad, if you'd given up I'd have made this quick.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

What...?! How? How did she catch it? Teeth grit, the girl's gaze would tighten as the creature grew close. She didn't have to notch another arrow, and for all she knew the harpy would be on her within moments. Urgh... Knowing not what else to do, and fully aware that she couldn't give up, Leda lunged forward. Diving down, a calloused hand grasped tightly the dagger she'd shoved into her boot, yanking it out and bringing it down as she grew close to the harpy.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

She lashed out sooner than expected, hitting Leda across the face with the back of her talon, knocking her to the ground with the impact. Before she could retrieve her blade, the harpy was over her, pinning her down, her cock sliding into view again. I think you deserve more than just a slow death.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

The force of the blow was enough to send the girl flying, leather armor scraping against the ground as she slid to a painful halt. Teeth clenched and body aching, all she could do was watch as the harpy grabbed hold of the girl, pinning her tightly as a wicked grin spread across her lips. No...no... She hissed, You can't...!
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

With a whistle one of the girls came over with a blade, deftly cutting away the armor between Leda's legs. Oh? I don't think you can stop me really. She laughed, thrusting slickly into Leda's pussy. Mmmm, very tight, are you a virgin my dear? I do so love virgins.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Urgh...gah. She shuddered as the woman entered her, eyes closing as the harpy's pushes grew harder and harder. She was a virgin, the beast was right, but even so there was no way she could admit that. S-stop...stop! She nearly shouted, features growing flushed.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Why? Because you don't want it, or because you're afraid you'll start liking this? She grinned, thrusting her cock deeper, ridges growing on her shaft to perfectly hit Leda's inner walls. It seemed as though her cock was molding to fit Leda perfectly.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

I... She...oh god. The girl's face was a bright red by this point, and though she didn't dare say it the moans that escaped her lips would've told the harpy all she would've needed to know. Her life had been dedicated to the hunt, never knowing much of pleasure. And yet now, as the harpy continued to penetrate her... I...I...oh god... She was feeling more and more wet, her body shuddering with barely contained pleasure. I don't want it...I don't want it... Was she truly beginning to enjoy this? Did she have no shame? ...end it all...please...
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

The harpy laughed, driving her thick member into the huntresses womb, hilting her feathered hips against Leda. End it? But your moans are so wonderful! She teased her, only increasing the speed of her pre spurting shaft.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Please... She begged, lips parted as the girl continued to gasp with pleasure. Sweat dribbled down her forehead as the harpy's movements grew more and more quick, hands trembling beneath the beast's grip as her heart hammered against her chest. This was beyond anything she'd ever felt before, a sensation that not only ate at her body but at her soul as well. How had she gone through life without knowing such feelings? And yet...and yet for the sake of her own honor, she knew that she could not fully give in. She could not afford to become a slave, like those poor fools who stood beside the harpy. ...cut me open, tear out my insides, be as slow as you wish... She managed to hiss, stifling the moans with clenched teeth. Just...just end it...
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

For this pleasure, I'll offer you an easier death. She moved a talon to Leda's throat, pressing down as her cock swelled, nearing climax. She'd given the huntress a free hand though, and her knife might have been juuust within reach.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Was this it...? The claw drew dangerously close to her throat, the tip of it digging in to the point of where a hint of crimson bubbled out. She winced, whatever pain she might've felt overwritten by that undeniable pleasure. And yet, as she waited for the end, something caught her eye. Though her mind might have been foggy, the girl was able to notice the blade from the corner of her eye. One arm no longer pinned down, the gears in her head began to turn once more. Maybe...? She didn't think, she just acted. Hand shooting out, she snatched hold of the hilt in an almost frightening display of speed. Grahh! And then, bringing it back up, she swung it towards the harpie's own throat. Was she really going too...?
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

She growled, the hand leaving her throat to catch her wrist. Sneaky girl. She hissed. She'd caught her wrist alright, but the Harpy's elbow was over the top of her arm, and it'd be all to easy to thrust the blade lower, her chest fully exposed.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Urgh! With a steel-like grip, the girl found her attack stopped. But even so, that didn't mean Leda was done with. The woman's chest now exposed, the harpy seemingly fixated on protecting her neck, Leda forced her muscles to act. With one final push, she forced her arm to lunge forward, the knife diving right towards the harpy's chest. Die!
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

She gave a surprised hiss, losing her grip at the same moment as she came into the girl, filling her womb with hot, thick seed. She jerked, eyes wide as the blade was buried just under her third rib, directly into her heart. Her whole body shuddered, cock still pulsing as violet blood blossomed from the wound. You little bitch! She choked, blood spilling from her lips. She stumbled back, pulling out mid climax, splattering Leda's belly with seed. She fell back into her throne, breathing weak, blood running for her lips. She wasn't dead yet, but it didn't look like she had anything left to put up a fight.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Ah...ha... Gasping for breath, adrenaline coursing through her form, Leda managed to stumble up to her feet. Features no longer as rosy, the pleasure she'd been feeling moments before slowly vanishing, a faint smile worked its way onto her lips. ...how does it feel... Slowly she stumbled forward, towards the beast. ...to be on the other end of the knife? Ignoring the harpy's servants, she came to a stop before the throne...the tip of the knife pointed forward. Any final words, beast?
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

She coughed, blood running from her lips. Yes, you won't have long to cherish your victory slut! She growled. You will die! She shuddered, blood spurting anew from her side.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

We'll see. Once your dead, the people you've tormented for so long can finally know peace... The woman's words drew a faint measure of worry, but even so Leda knew that she couldn't back down now. Holding out her crimson-stained blade, the girl swung it forward...aiming to slice right through the harpy's throat.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

I will ki-! Her words ran into a choked gurgle. She shuddered, seeming frozen with blood pouring from and down her chest. She drew a breath, which became a shuddering cunvulsion, ending in her falling back and sliding from her throne, landing in a bloody heap, with a few last shudders before falling still.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

For the first time in what felt like hours, Leda would slowly exhale. Her stomach squirming as the harpy gave its final convulses, her bloody blade would hit the ground with a faint clatter. So that was it...? Was it...was it really dead? Moments passed, before finally she'd move once more. Turning her back to the dead beast, the girl would slowly make her way towards the cavern entrance. This was it...this was it... And yet, the harpy's final words continued to linger in Leda's head. Had the woman something up her sleeve, even in death?
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

She would feel a sharp pain, and hear the cracking of bone. Looking down she would see the Harpy's talon, jutting from her chest, her heart clutched in it. As said, a short victory. She hissed in Leda's ear, crushing the girl's heart right before her eyes.
Thread: The Hunter and the Hunted (DV and Yossarian

Ugh...! The pain seemingly came from nowhere, sharp and nearly unbearable. Gah... She'd freeze mid-step, eyes widening as they fell upon the clawed hand that now jutted out of her chest, a mass of muscle in its palm. You...you... She heard the harpy's voice, thick with malice. How was she alive...? How...was she... ...how...? And with that, she fell forward, hitting the ground with a wet thump.
Thread: Pokemon X digimon

Would this get more interest if it was in the regular, adult, group interest check?
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

What is your favorite dessert, hands down? Mine is key lime pie. A traditional one, of course. Key lime juice, graham cracker crust and condensed milk. Really refreshes the palate. Well, Blue Moon, what say you?
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

Jubes.. that's about as sweet as I go but they make me ill , probably cause I eat the entire packet
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

Yaaay eating entire packets
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

Not including chocolate? Candy Corn, I think. I haven't eaten any since... sometime in high school? Funny what just slips by the wayside when you're not paying attention. I ought to see if they're still around come the holidays.
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

Of course including chocolate! That is important dessert material! Oh dear. Not since high school. Well, they should be cheap. . . and I think they might make christmas themed ones.
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

I love gummies. Gummy anything!
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

M 'n' Ms I could eat nothing but bucket loads of them. Also caramel slice... And cheese cake... And chocolate cake. -Drools- I have a major sweet tooth.
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

My all time favorite dessert is cheesecake. I love it and many variations and flavors of it at that. . I love many desserts, however. Pretty much everyone who knows me, knows of my ginormous penchant for sweets. Some favorites include creme brulee tiramisu strawberry shortcake pumpkin pie lemon meringue pie chocolate cream pie I could honestly list so many... and then there is the lovely combination of anything that is chocolate and peanut butter. XD
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

All good choices. . . I wonder what would happen if you mashed up all of them together. . .
Thread: Let's talk sweets.

I have a weakness for these one cookie brownies that my step dad would bake.