My lips are so sore, both pairs. A pair of extra bright pink balls pull tight into my pussy and my mouth, humming and buzzing and vibrating so perfect. In front of me is a tall pretty mirror that musta been made a long time ago or it just looks like it, letting me watch my body shake and clench as both sets of my lips drool over the lipstick.

There were a lot of fun games, binding, toys, strobe lights . . . And now I have headphones on, clinging tight to my head in a way that feels kinda familiar but I can’t really place it. It’s my own voice, me, screaming at my mind to shut up as I fucked it silent.

It’s never felt so god to feel so sore. It means I’ve been used, used a lot . . . The lower gag would feel silly if it didn’t feel soooo hot to clench and try to grind against as it shakes and clings to me in all of the fun hot ways it can. The voice in my ears is so hot, all high pitched and horny, moaning and screaming with how good it feels to fuck my mind silent. It always feels so much better to be an empty pretty Tanda, not needing to be thinky or listen to mean voices in my head trying to take away all of my fun . . .

“Ball game’s done! Jumping jack time!” Pretty candy-sweet Pink twirls into view behind me. She’s so pretty and smart! I can’t wait to see what’s next! She takes the pretty yummy gags away and holds them up so I can see how wet they both are. “Tanda, up! Up! Time to do jumping jacks! Gotta exercise those huge-looking pretty boobs. See this is um . . . what’s it called . . . mental . . . reinforcement . . . training . . . like um . . . Okay, see, you’re gonna focus on your breasts, bouncing as you jump, and what it says. ‘Got brains?’ Right? Right, so like, then every time you bounce, in your head you say ‘No!’ all fun and giggly like right? So um . . . after an hour of this . . . any time you feel your breasts move . . . You’re naturally all like ‘Got brains? No!’ See?”

“You’re so smart, Pink . . .” We giggle in the same totally hot high pitched silly way, both of us with hot candy pink lips grinning . It’s fun, fun is good, and I even get to do it still listening to my own voice all hot! Oooh it’s just too yummy!

My legs are all shakey-wakey when I try to stand up, and I fall over the first time with a bunch of giggles before I really stand. It feels really nice to look in the pretty mirror and see my back all arched and the top holding up my tits better than my hands could. The writing and the pink splotches make me feel so stupid and slutty, it makes my nipples poke through the pink and feel all warm and yummy.

The first jump feels really, really good, and the bouncing is really hot to watch. The words bounce when my breasts jiggle and I mouth “no!” to make sure I think it right. It’s not easy as it sounds to jump and think at the same time!

But! At least it does feel really, really good!

“Exactly! I’ll do ‘em with ya!” Pinky stands next to me, and each time I jump, she jumps too! “And likes . . . after you help with collection, we can totally do the dancer pole. Which is a lot of fun.”

It’s really so, so fun to just bounce and giggle, watching her breasts jiggle when mine giggle, watching her pretty pink lips mouth “no” the same time mine do. It’s hotter than anything, makes it harder to think, and I like that! “Collection . . .? What’s that . . .? And I love spending time with you!”

Pink is much better at the jumping, though, but that must be because she doesn’t have as big of tits weighing her thoughts down. Did they teach me that or did someone else? Do I need my thoughts milked? Teehee, totally doesn’t matter! If something needs to be done, I totally know they’ll do it. Every word Pink says is smart happy truth! “Like Dust. You just walk into your apartment, fuck her dusty cunny to the brimmy brim with sparks, and we haul her away! That’s collection at least . . . that kind. Sometimes it’s more subtle, with like . . . limo rides, and wine . . .”

I wonder why I never spent so much time bouncing before. It’s like, really fun and satisfying and makes me feel all slutty! I always liked feeling slutty, even back when I used to be thinky. Silly . . .

“Oooh . . . What do I do to Olivia . . .? She’s probably not gonna want me to spark Dusty, er . . .?” My eyes blink in the mirror, and it makes me look all confused. I might be, I don’t know. Something about that makes me feel a little stomach-twisty, but realizing the why would be for somebody that could actually like, think.

“Same thing. Boosh! Short circuit. Then you can help us, ya know . . . Fix her up.” She giggles and bounces again. Her chest might be smaller, but it still looks squeezable. “Same with Dust . . . She’ll probably make a reeeeeally good suuuuper kinky goth dyke, ya know? She’s always got this . . . style thing . . . that keeps her from being hot. So lame.”

“Boosh! Short circuit! Teehee . . . She liiikes being short circuited . . . We kinda used to do something kinda like it before I got my sparks back, but now she likes ‘em a lot!” I bounce more, watching the pretty words bounce, watching Pink bounce, watching my eyes get so glassy . . .

It feels good to exercise my mind, and tie it up with hot wet cunt-brained obedience and giggles. I really have such a hot body! I dunno why I never think about it like that. Like, even through the top my nipples look so yummy I’d love to just suck and suck till I came out more of my silly head out my pink-lipped pussy. Oooh and then I could rub it all over my nipples and suck them clean! That would be so hot!

It would also be really hot just to suck on Pink and feel the giggles and the candy wrap all around me and make me feel all lost and fuzzy. I love feeling lost and fuzzy, especially with her. She makes me fell all warm and gooey.

My cheeks burn and turn a dark silver in the mirror. “But, I dunno . . . I always thought Dust was dreamy . . .”

“Yeah, but uh . . . like . . . what if she was all gothic dyke slut. Same girl . . . more drool . . . sluttiness . . . all ready for fucking. Ya know?” Her voice is so serious, but kinda makes me think of an extra pretty teenager all gossipy. It’s all sacred and important – so important – but it’s still a dirty playful hot sort of thing. Never got to do a lot of that about other girls, but I always imagined doing it more, and that was always really hot.

But now I get to be young and dumb all over again! I can have hot slutty sex gossip talk all the time with my pinky-Pink! “Oooh . . . That . . . That could be hoooot! I’d tooootally share her with you.” I giggle a little more, a little louder, and start doing the jumping jacks a little faster.

Pinky giggles and shakes her pretty head before she starts to bounce faster to try and keep up. Her pigtails look so hot bouncing in the mirror, all pink and pretty next to my blondish silver ones. It kinda makes me wanna grab her slut handles and pull her back into one of my legs and make it spark all up to watch her cum out all of her ditzy bimbo slut thoughts, but that’s not what I’m supposed to do, so I don’t.

I wanna be a good girl again. Lots.

“Nuh-uh! You’ll be lucky if I share her with you!” Her voice sounds even prettier when she adds a little bit of playful “I’m so totally in control of everything about this situation” to it. She’s candy that nibbles at you!

“But like . . . I’ll be the one grabbing her! So like, I totally call dibs!” That was the way it always used to be before! If Dust or Pink grabbed somebody then they got to do whatever they wanted with them before anyone else did! It was the same with me too, but I was always more worried about The Lady getting her turn before I did, because my turn was normally just snuggling and stuff.

This like totally isn’t Chronos, but isn’t it the same in a lot of ways? Like, a Chronos 2.0, now with more marshmallows? The Lady is back, and this time it’s personal? That’s how it feels to me.

Pink trying to catch up with me just makes me try to jump quicker, and giggle louder. It makes me feel like I’m swaying and dizzy, but just a little. I used to do gymnasticy stuff, so I have great balance!

“Nuh-uh! I got dibs cause I totally helped grab you! So like, your dibs are my dibs!” She keeps up with me, bouncing, or at least tries to. She’s so cute, all giggling and eye fluttering while she does. I wonder if she still keeps her brain all balled up in candy so she can lick it all day long. Does she still have pretty candy girls to call up? Ooo, can I get a custom pair of those gloves?!

My landings aren’t doing so good, but I keep on trying to bounce and giggle and no, and bounce and giggle and no, but I keep wobbling. That’s not so good, is it? “Oh . . . well . . . uhm . . . point!”

Trying to jump and bounce and mouth a little too quick I fall into Pink and knock her right over like a pretty doll. For just a moment I feel a little worried, but she just melts into giggles. “Motor skills, girl! Motor skills!” She kicks her legs up into the air and just giggles more and more, looking way younger than she already looks. It’s like, she can be both twenty-something and nine at the same time.

I lay beside her on the floor and just giggle and grin, trying not to blush too bad. Got brains? Nope! So much jiggling when I kick my legs up, too, skirt falling up and showing everything off, but it’s okay! It’s not like everyone hasn’t seen it all anyway! Besides, I look all pretty with my new make up!

“So like . . . probably should get to that. You did say you’d be back in a few hours . . . If they worry they might be gone or somethin’.” I totally do not remember saying that. Did I say I’d be back in a few hours? I could have said it during one of the fuzzy little blank spots in my head, but then I wouldn’t remember it anyway. Would I? Nope!

“Aww . . . you’re totally right.” I try to sit up through the giggles that are almost enough to make my sides sore. I could stay here just kicking and squealing and giggling forever! Pink is so silly, but she’s so smart too! “Totally . . . uhm . . . I can think enough to drive my shiny bi- . . . err . . . I don’t think my bikey should carry three people . . .”

Pink slowly starts to get up and her giggles die down just enough to seem quieter. “Tooooootally cool. We gots a limo we use for things like this. It has a TV and wine in it, and massage chairs. Cool strobe light. Like, there was this really hot um . . . Streetwalker. Normally they’re not hot right? Totally got her into the limo and had her stare at the light and well . . . she’s the temp secretary now!” She bursts into another hot sexy kneadable round of giggles and I join right in. It feels so good to have someone who totally understands everything!

“Ooo . . . Never used to have a limo before!” I sit up enough to huggle myself into Pink and just giggle and purr, thinking of all of the fun things I’ll get to do. Wine and a strobe light! Maybe we could like, make the wine sparkle with some sparks, or make the strobe light all pink and silver, or . . . “Think they’ll like my makeover . . .?”

“Nooot at first. Surprised. That’s all they’ll have time for . . . then they’ll love it! Besides, they don’t really know you Tanda. Not yet, ya know?” Pink winks and looks so hot with her candy lips and her shiny blue eyes that make me feel so pretty and small. I just wanna curl up inside of her eyes! “All righty, come on . . . Let’s go get some girly girls.” Pink grabs onto my hand and pulls me up.

I’ve never gotten to ride in a limo before!