The room was dim, the only light coming from the flickering glow of Casey’s laptop screen. His fingers danced across the keyboard, pulling up another video—this one titled “BNWO Sissy Hypnosis: Become the Perfect Cock Slave.” His heart pounded, his breath shallow, as he hit play. The rhythmic pulse of the audio immediately wrapped around his mind, a siren’s call he couldn’t resist. His cock, already straining against his panties, throbbed in response. He adjusted himself, the fabric damp from the sheer amount of precum he’d been leaking all night.Casey’s hand slipped beneath the waistband of his black lace panties, fingers wrapping around his smooth, slender cock. It was already slick, beads of precum oozing from the tip and dripping down his shaft. He groaned softly, his hips bucking into his own touch. Fuck, it’s so much… he thought, his eyes glued to the screen as the hypnotist’s voice deepened, commanding him to surrender, to let go of his masculinity, to embrace his true self as a sissy slut.“That’s it, little sissy,” the voice purred, low and authoritative. “Feel your cock twitching, leaking like a good little slut. You’re not a man anymore. You’re a toy, a plaything for big, black cocks. You crave them, don’t you?”Casey’s fingers tightened around his cock, his hips jerking as another thick glob of precum oozed out, pooling on his stomach. Yes, he thought, his mind foggy, I want it. I need it. He bit his lip, his free hand trailing down to his tight, virgin hole. He teased the rim, his fingers trembling as he imagined what it would feel like to take a real cock, one so big it would stretch him wide open, make him scream in pleasure.The video continued, the hypnotist’s voice sinking deeper into his psyche. “You’ll always be ready for them, won’t you? Your hole will stay slick and wet, your cock will leak constantly, just waiting for the moment they decide to use you. You’re their property now, their little sissy slut.”Casey’s eyes fluttered shut, his cock twitching in his hand as he stroked himself slowly, teasing, edging. Precum dripped steadily now, splotch splotch splotch, onto his stomach, the sound obscene in the quiet room. He whimpered, his hole clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled. His mind was a haze of need, his body hyper-sensitive, every touch sending jolts of pleasure through him.“Fuck,” he whispered, his voice high and breathless. “I’m just a slut. A filthy, leaking slut.” His fingers moved faster, his cock glistening with precum as he stroked himself, his thighs trembling with the effort to hold back. Don’t cum, don’t cum, he chanted in his mind, his obsession with the pleasure outweighing his need for release.The hypnotist’s voice grew more intense, the background music swelling. “Look at you, little sissy. You’re a mess. Your cock is weeping, your hole is begging to be used. You’re nothing without them. You’ll always be empty, always desperate, until you have a big, black cock inside you.”Casey’s fingers slipped over his slick cock, his strokes becoming erratic as he edged closer and closer. His asshole clenched again, his body betraying him as he imagined it— a massive black cock, thick and veiny, pressing against his tight entrance, forcing its way inside him, stretching him open, fucking him raw and deep—“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he moaned, his hand moving faster, precum spraying from his cock in thick, sticky strands. He was so close, so fucking close, but he couldn’t let himself cum. Not yet. He needed more. He needed to feel this desperate, this needy, for as long as he could.The video shifted, the hypnotist’s voice now soft and soothing. “You’re doing so well, little sissy. Just keep edging, keep leaking. You’re becoming the perfect cock slut, aren’t you?”Casey nodded, his mind foggy, his body on fire. “Yes,” he gasped, his cock pulsing in his hand, more precum oozing out. “I’m a slut. I’m their slut.”His hand slowed, his fingers gently teasing the sensitive head of his cock, spreading the precum down his shaft. He was drowning in it, his mind consumed by the pleasure, his body desperate for more.The video ended, the screen going dark, but Casey didn’t care. He was lost in his own world, his cock throbbing, his asshole clenching, his mind filled with images of black cocks, thick and massive, waiting to claim him.He reached for his phone, his fingers trembling as he pulled up another video. This one was different—a compilation of big, black cocks, each one thicker and longer than the last. He moaned, his cock twitching as he imagined what it would feel like to have one of those inside him, filling him completely, fucking him until he couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe.“Fuck,” he whispered, his eyes glued to the screen as his hand moved faster, his cock leaking profusely now, the bed beneath him soaked with precum. “I need it. I need it so bad.”

Casey watched a hypnotic video titled "BNWO Sissy Hypnosis: Become the Perfect Cock Slave," which aroused him and made him touch himself while imagining being used by big, black cocks. He edged himself, leaking precum and teasing his virgin hole, driven by the hypnotist's commands to surrender his masculinity and embrace his role as a "sissy slut." The video ended, but Casey immediately pulled up another video of big, black cocks, continuing to stroke himself and fantasize about being filled and fucked.

The room was dim, the only light coming from the flickering glow of Casey’s laptop screen. His fingers danced across the keyboard, pulling up another video—this one titled “BNWO Sissy Hypnosis: Become the Perfect Cock Slave.” His heart pounded, his breath shallow, as he hit play. The rhythmic pulse of the audio immediately wrapped around his mind, a siren’s call he couldn’t resist. His cock, already straining against his panties, throbbed in response. He adjusted himself, the fabric damp from the sheer amount of precum he’d been leaking all night.

Casey’s hand slipped beneath the waistband of his black lace panties, fingers wrapping around his smooth, slender cock. It was already slick, beads of precum oozing from the tip and dripping down his shaft. He groaned softly, his hips bucking into his own touch. Fuck, it’s so much… he thought, his eyes glued to the screen as the hypnotist’s voice deepened, commanding him to surrender, to let go of his masculinity, to embrace his true self as a sissy slut.

“That’s it, little sissy,” the voice purred, low and authoritative. “Feel your cock twitching, leaking like a good little slut. You’re not a man anymore. You’re a toy, a plaything for big, black cocks. You crave them, don’t you?”

Casey’s fingers tightened around his cock, his hips jerking as another thick glob of precum oozed out, pooling on his stomach. Yes, he thought, his mind foggy, I want it. I need it. He bit his lip, his free hand trailing down to his tight, virgin hole. He teased the rim, his fingers trembling as he imagined what it would feel like to take a real cock, one so big it would stretch him wide open, make him scream in pleasure.

The video continued, the hypnotist’s voice sinking deeper into his psyche. “You’ll always be ready for them, won’t you? Your hole will stay slick and wet, your cock will leak constantly, just waiting for the moment they decide to use you. You’re their property now, their little sissy slut.”

Casey’s eyes fluttered shut, his cock twitching in his hand as he stroked himself slowly, teasing, edging. Precum dripped steadily now, splotch splotch splotch, onto his stomach, the sound obscene in the quiet room. He whimpered, his hole clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled. His mind was a haze of need, his body hyper-sensitive, every touch sending jolts of pleasure through him.

“Fuck,” he whispered, his voice high and breathless. “I’m just a slut. A filthy, leaking slut.” His fingers moved faster, his cock glistening with precum as he stroked himself, his thighs trembling with the effort to hold back. Don’t cum, don’t cum, he chanted in his mind, his obsession with the pleasure outweighing his need for release.

The hypnotist’s voice grew more intense, the background music swelling. “Look at you, little sissy. You’re a mess. Your cock is weeping, your hole is begging to be used. You’re nothing without them. You’ll always be empty, always desperate, until you have a big, black cock inside you.”

Casey’s fingers slipped over his slick cock, his strokes becoming erratic as he edged closer and closer. His asshole clenched again, his body betraying him as he imagined it— a massive black cock, thick and veiny, pressing against his tight entrance, forcing its way inside him, stretching him open, fucking him raw and deep—

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he moaned, his hand moving faster, precum spraying from his cock in thick, sticky strands. He was so close, so fucking close, but he couldn’t let himself cum. Not yet. He needed more. He needed to feel this desperate, this needy, for as long as he could.

The video shifted, the hypnotist’s voice now soft and soothing. “You’re doing so well, little sissy. Just keep edging, keep leaking. You’re becoming the perfect cock slut, aren’t you?”

Casey nodded, his mind foggy, his body on fire. “Yes,” he gasped, his cock pulsing in his hand, more precum oozing out. “I’m a slut. I’m their slut.”

His hand slowed, his fingers gently teasing the sensitive head of his cock, spreading the precum down his shaft. He was drowning in it, his mind consumed by the pleasure, his body desperate for more.

The video ended, the screen going dark, but Casey didn’t care. He was lost in his own world, his cock throbbing, his asshole clenching, his mind filled with images of black cocks, thick and massive, waiting to claim him.

He reached for his phone, his fingers trembling as he pulled up another video. This one was different—a compilation of big, black cocks, each one thicker and longer than the last. He moaned, his cock twitching as he imagined what it would feel like to have one of those inside him, filling him completely, fucking him until he couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe.

“Fuck,” he whispered, his eyes glued to the screen as his hand moved faster, his cock leaking profusely now, the bed beneath him soaked with precum. “I need it. I need it so bad.”

Casey, a college-aged femboy, finds himself ensnared in a world of hypnosis and extreme pleasure, as he indulges in BNWO sissy hypnosis while alone one night.

His obsession with the excessive precum he produces leads him to edge himself repeatedly, denying his orgasm as he becomes consumed by the intense pleasure and the hypnotist’s commands.

The transformation is extreme, with Casey becoming a desperate, leaking sissy slut, ready to be used by big, black cocks.

His mind is foggy and his body is on fire, as he becomes obsessed with the pleasure of edging and the thought of being filled by a massive black cock.

Casey's transformation is complete as he reaches out to an anonymous stranger, inviting him over to fulfill his deepest, most desperate needs.

Casey's Precum-Infused Hypno-Sissy Transformation

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