“Stolen Beauty, Stolen Life.” (Cuckquean, Trait Theft, Humiliation, Magic, Mind Control)

 

My sweet, beautiful girlfriend, Lacey, was crying uncontrollably when I answered the phone. After nearly four years of dating, I had never heard her so upset. I did my best to calm her down.

“She stole my beauty! I have a plain face and no boobs now. Oh my god, my nose is so ugly… nooohohohooo.” she cried.

“She said she was going to seduce you away from me using some kind of magical enchantment.” she continued. “She said she was going to make you fall in love with her. She said I’d catch you having wild sex with her when I came home. She said she’d become your new girlfriend and wife. She says it will all become permanent when you cum inside her. I’m in my car right now honey, but I don’t know if I’ll get home before her. Please no, don’t let it happen. Get out of there before it’s too late.”

It sounded like Lacey was having some kind of breakdown. I did my best to comfort her but it wasn’t working. She was convinced this redhead was going to steal me away from her in just a matter of minutes.

* ding dong *

“Oh no, honey, was that the doorbell?” Lacey asked in a panic. I told her not to worry… she just needed to hold on as I answered the door. It was the redhead. She was absolutely gorgeous. I couldn’t help but appreciate her pretty face, beautiful red hair, and hourglass curves. The tight dress made her look like a glamorous pin up model.

“You must be Brad.” the redhead said, as she introduced herself. She was looking me over and touching my hard body with her soft hands like I was some kind of object. “Oh wow, it looks like the rumors are true. You’re so tall & handsome. I love strong, athletic men like you who have lean muscle. And, look at that, you have a big dick. My favorite.”

She was crazy. And yet… I was kind of enjoying the way she was treating me. I couldn’t help but watch as she traced her deep cleavage and the rest of her curvy figure with her soft, slender hands. Her fingernails were painted red, just like her dress and high heels.

My phone was still in my hand. Even though it wasn’t anywhere near my ear, I could hear my girlfriend screaming, sobbing, and wailing in her now nasally voice.

“Yes, you’ll do. You’re going to be my man now. You want to be my boyfriend, don’t you?” the redhead calmly said to me. Her breath was warm and sweet. My big dick was rock hard. “Come here and kiss me. Go ahead, you can grab me by my slim waist and curvy hips. Feel my large breasts press into you as we kiss each other.”

I couldn’t resist. She was so pretty. Her voice was so sweet. Her hourglass curves were sexy as hell. Her pretty face, gorgeous red hair, and fantastic bust-to-waist ratio made her just my type.

As we passionately kissed each other and made our way toward the bedroom, she grabbed the phone from my hand, took a couple of pictures: one of herself in the mirror and another of her slender, soft hand on the outline of my hard dick pressing against my pants. She texted them to Lacey. “I’m sure she’ll enjoy this.” she said, pressing send, and carelessly tossing the phone to the floor.

When we got to the master bedroom, she gave me a show. She hypnotically flipped her hair back and forth as she seductively danced for me. She covered her big boobs with her hands. I wanted to see them so bad. She knew exactly how to turn me on. She knew how to control me.

My hands were all over her. Her hands were all over me. We were kissing, making out, and then before we knew it, she was lying on her back on our bed. Her legs were wrapped around my back, pulling me closer to her and not letting me go. Her big boobs pressed into my hard chest as I leaned down to kiss her. We kissed as I fucked her missionary style.

“Oh fuck yes, babe… uggghgnnn…. that’s it… that’s…. uuhnnn…. right… you’re my man. Tell me I’m going to be your girlfriend. Tell me you love me!!!” she screamed.

That’s when Lacey walked into the room, crying in a hysterical fit. “Nooooo, please no. You have to resist honey. She stole my beauty and now she’s stealing you away from me. It’s not supposed to be this way. We love each other. Honey? Brad…. snap out of it! Brad??! Brad?!! Please!!!”

“I…. love you!” I told the redhead, ignoring Lacey.

“Oh my god…. uuggggghngngnn…. I love you so much… you’re my girlfriend… curvy redheads are just my type now… I love women with pretty faces… you’re right, girls with plain faces and small breasts aren’t for me… they’re too boring… it doesn’t matter they’re nice and sweet… I love your gorgeous red hair, pretty face, and big tits… fuccccckkkkk!!!”

As I came inside the redhead, Lacey ran out of the room, crying even harder than before. The redhead was right. I was hers completely now.

“That’s right, Lacey is too plain for you. I’m going to make her wear plain t-shirts, strap down her pathetically small tits so she looks flat as a board, and forbid her from wearing makeup to make her realize she can’t compete with me.”

“She can’t admit it now, but this is going to turn her on so much. The more heartbreaking and humiliating it is for her, the harder she’ll cum. She’ll sleep in the guest bedroom from now on, where she’ll be able to hear us every night. Maybe we’ll let her join in the fun now & then if she agrees to worship my big tits or do other embarrassing things while you fuck me. See, I’m actually a nice girl! Aren’t you glad I’m your girlfriend?”