Story: The Popularity App

Like many girls her age, Lila had downloaded the “Popularity” app to her phone, seduced by its promise of making her popular with boys, and then she had stared in confusion at the swirling patterns and shifting fields of static that it played when it launched. 

For hours each day, she would sit, staring at her phone, unaware of her surroundings, unaware of the throbbing heat in her groin – until suddenly, after several weeks, she no longer felt the need to look at it further.

By that time the hypnotic suggestion was planted deep within her, so deep it could never be dislodged.  And it was a simple suggestion – that any time that boys showed interest in her, or attraction to her, she should do everything she could to fulfil their sexual fantasies. 

Lila had spent time since then with many of her male friends, encouraging them to browse porn while she watched, hugging their arms and crushing her tits against them while they showed her porn that demonstrated exactly what they wanted from a fucktoy.  Staring at the beautiful fucktoys on the screen, she had almost immediately realised that she would need to shave her pussy in order to conform to those fantasies – and she acted on that the same night, shaving away her cunt hair and leaving herself smooth and inviting and ready to be ejaculated into.

She also noted that she would eventually need a boob job.  Her tits were large and attractive, as best as she could discern, but they could definitely stand to be faker and more whorish. Her tits, she decided, should be so large that they would humiliate her.  That was the size of tits that boys were most eager to ejaculate onto.

Deep inside, she remained nervous, fearful of the path she was starting down which would turn her into a sex doll, but the hypnotic conditioning didn’t allow her to express those fears.  She knew boys liked sluts, so whenever she started becoming uncomfortable with what she was doing, she masturbated until it went away.

She stopped trying to learn new things.  Stupidity was attractive.  She adjusted her laugh to an adorable empty-headed giggle.  She ruthlessly culled her wardrobe, leaving only clothes that bared or emphasised her tits, cunt and ass.  Everything she wore should come straight from a man’s sexual fantasy.

Her big coming-out, the culmination of her transformation, was to be at the camping trip to the lake that weekend, with four of her male friends and two of her female ones. 

She had prepared carefully.  Upon arrival she would help set up camp, then after dinner she would walk into the lake fully clothed and emerge with her tits and cunt bare and dripping wet.  She would crawl to the fireplace, and suck each boy’s cock.  She would let them put a dog collar and leash on her.

Then she would reveal to her female friends the mountains of humiliating documentation she had collected on them – photos of them naked, records of their intimate conversations, admissions to assorted petty crimes – and tell them they would be helping her in pleasing the boys all weekend, or they would see all their secrets published to the internet.

She would put on a lesbian show with the reluctant girls, and then lead the boys into an enthusiastic raping of all three women.  All three girls would spend the whole weekend naked, being good little sex toys and fulfilling every fantasy the boys had, being fucked and degraded until every ounce of sperm the boys could produce had been pushed into one or other of their holes…

The app had certainly lived up to its name, she thought.  She certainly would be popular with boys…

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