Crystal dreams - Chapter 8

Crystal's wild side had truly taken over this place, making room for all the sinful fantasies that came along with it. I could help but examine my new reflection in the full-length mirror hanging on the bedroom wall. I felt like such an irresistibly naughty slut looking at Crystal's luscious form with those melons jiggling at every slight movement. My mind and thought patterns were changing quickly as a lifetime of experiences as Ashton slowly faded way, replaced with a newfound identity.

I felt my brain rewiring itself into a new persona, the sex-crazed and insatiable Crystal, who couldn't get enough of carnal pleasures. Crystal's thoughts were becoming my own, and her raging desires were increasingly hard to ignore; my body ached for the primal satisfaction that came with being truly claimed. My thinking became dull and fuzzy as if my intelligence was decreasing with every second I spent in this new reality.

Even my vocabulary started to change, words becoming simpler and the sensations and thoughts that once crossed my mind, faded away slowly. I felt so like, hawt and totally sexy that I just wanted to get some like, yummy cock inside of me. I couldn't believe that just like, a few minutes ago I was still Ashton, the like, totally boring and, ugh, unfulfilled guy.