Custom: You’re yelling at me because the house is a mess and I didn’t clean as you ordered. “I’m your girlfriend, not your mom!” you shout before stomping off. I find you on the phone in the kitchen. You’re talking to one of your friends about how what you came home to and your plans to go out and find a stud who can distract you. I tap you on the shoulder and you tell your friend you’ll call her back. “What?” you ask, ready to yell again. I show you my phone’s screen and your face goes blank. I have a hypnsis program on my phone and the lights and sounds quickly reprogram you. I lower the phone and you look at me. “Yes, honey,” you smile. “I understand now that you want me to be your Mommy.” You look down at what you’re wearing. “Why am I dressed like a slut?” you ask. “I’m going to go change.” You come back in a more conservative outfit, with a blouse that shows some cleavage, a pearl necklace, jeans, and heels. “That’s much better,” you say with a smile. You then talk about how you’re sorry for yelling earlier. You understand that I want you to be dominant and address you as “Mommy.” You then show off your body and talk about all the ways I’m going to be a good boy. You notice that I’m incredibly hard so you bend over and show your ass off in your tight jeans. You say that it’s okay to jerk off and to cum on the back of Mommy’s jeans. Once I’m done, you tell me it’s time to be a good boy and clean Mommy’s jeans.
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