Sunday came around again, and Brendon made his way to the shack, lipstick tube in hand. When he opened up the door, he could see Clarice using her phone on her bed while naked. Her cock was standing errect, and it made Brendon somewhat happy to see her like this.
Ever since last week's session, Brendon has been craving to suck her cock again. He just couldn't get her taste out of his head. Even Wednesday when they had their outing, he secretly was anticipating today.
As per her instructions, Brendon didn't say a word, and went over to the closet. He donned one of the tightest crop tops he owned which would show off a lot of underboob. He also grabbed himself a pair of 5" heels, and a pair of very short jean shorts that would bairly cover the ass cheeks, and while they had the zipper's teeth, and a hole for a button, both the zipper and the button were missing.
Brendon casually put on the outfit, choosing to go commando too. Finally he took out the lipstick and applied a good amount. This triggered the transformation as Brie once again resurfaced, but this time, she no longer looked like the elegant and well manered girl, but like a bimbo slut, her tits nearly spilling out of her top, as her bigger ass became the sole reason as to why her shorts didn't slip down her legs. Her lips also puffed up to a ridiculous amount, and became stuck partially open. No matter how hard she tried, they couldn't be closed completely.her teeth also retracted into her guns, as the entire inside of her mouth softened considerably. Now it was little more then just a hole to fuck. She had lost all of her vocal abilities too, but she didn't care. A more important and harder challenege awaited her.
Brie sluttily made her way over to Clarice, mouth drooling with excitement. This is what she has been waiting for. Right as she was about to begin, her body stiffened. Brie watched as her arms and legs popped off of her body painlessly. Her arms pushed into eachother, merging into one, which straightened out, as her hands flattened while bending outward with her palms facing away from her arm. The arm then shrunk down considerably until it was about the size of a normal sized dick, then actually took a similar shape to one, and shoved itself into her ass. This dropped her down to the floor, using her own hands as a makeshift stand base.
Her legs then attached to her shoulders, with her feet merging with her hips right where her legs use to be attached to. These now also smoothed out into a nice curved shape, as her waist and upper torso thinned to just a few inches in diameter and became hollow. Her boobs still hung off of her now very narrow frame. Her pussy was pushed to be facing upwards too. She was surprised that she actually had a full pussy too. Her hips and ass were still the same size. And her head too was kept the same, and was the only thing she had control over now. Her throat bypassed her stomach most of her organs disappeared, leaving only her womb, pussy, and throat behind, all of which were connected.
Finally a colorful shell began encasing her body, leaving all of her intimate areas exposed, and further more, emphasized even. Her tongue was over 2 feet long and was the only thing she could move to a significant degree. Testing it out, she snaked her tongue into her own pussy, and was able to feel it nearly looping back out of her mouth again. The feeling was intense to say the least.
Clarice got up and made her way over to Brie with a huge grin on her face. "Yes! You turned out absolutely perrect! But I bet you are confused so let me explain a small bit. Today is all about you becoming various sentient, but nearly inanimate objects. Currently you are what is commonly refered to as a pot/vase girl. There is a bunch of cartoony images online about it, or os that actually this hentai genera that i saw somewhere? Either way here take a look."
Clarice picked up Pot Brie and placed her on the low table at the foot of the bed. Her tongue was now just hanging a few inches out of her lips, and a interested look was on her face. Clarice showed her various images of what she was talking about with her phone, and then turned Pot Brie around so she could see herself in the mirror.
Sure enough, she was exactly what was shown in the photos. She was a pot/vace shaped girl who existed for a single purpose, to take in as much of her owner's cum as she could hold inside her body. It excited her greatly. So much of Mistress's super tasty cum could be stored inside of her. Even if she had to stay like this forever, as long as she had a body full of Mistress's yummy cum, she would be fine with it. Cum, she wanted her Mistress's cum so badly. She was empty! Unused! Not a single drop of it had entered her body yet. She didn't care if it was through her mouth or pussy, Pot Brie would gladly accept any and all methods used to getting it into her body. Well, as long as she wasn't shattered or chipped. She was a potgirl afterall. And nobody would ever want a broken piece of decorative furniture, even if she did served a purpose.
Clarice had hit her hard with the mental edits today. Almost all of her mind had been effected. She was made to believe that she was a super cum addicted slut who simply wanted nothing more in life than to be in constant contact with her Mistress's cum. Maybe she went a tad too far, but why should she care what a pot thinks?
That being said, seeing her tongue wetting down both sets of her lips and her eager starring at her cock was actually a really big turn on for Clarice. "Alright fine, I will fill you up." She said as she stuck her own tongue into Pot Brie's pussy, causing the pot girl's tongue to twitch about in extacy, being the only real moveable part of her body. Her eyes had nearly rolled into the back of her head.
Pot Brie slurped back her tongue and snaked it down her own throat to allow her to lick Clarice's tongue which kept entering her pussy. But thw momdnt she made it to her pussy's internal side, Clarice pulled out her own tongue, and began licking Pot Brie's nearly circular facial lips, causing her to try and move her tongue up there now. This back and fourth happened for a few minutes, and not once was Pot Brie able to lick the intruding tongue with her own, much to her annoyance. She just wanted to bring her Mistress as much pleasure as possible. And yet it was her Mistress who was avoiding her. But why? Did she not love her pot girl? Pot girls exist only to pleasure their owners, and Pot Brie's wasn't letting her, which was causing tears to form in her eyes. "Mistress must hate me! What did I do to make her hate me. I must be such a dissapointing and unsatisfying pot girl. If I can't even please my owner, I may as well just shatter myself." Thought Pot Brie as she stuck her tongue through her pussy lips and pulled on the edge of the table, throwing herself off of it.
"Woah there!" Shouted Clarice, catching Pot Brie just before she shattered herself on the floor. "What the hell is wrong with you! Do you want to die?" She said with a now completely serious, no bullshit, tone. She waved a hand over Pot Brie's mouth restoring her speaking ability. Suddenly the shack was filled with the sobbing cries of Pot Brie.
"Hey, what the hell. Don't throw yourself off the table. If you shattered, you would actually die you know."
"But, but mistress hates me, so I may as well be dead anyways."
"Why would you think I hated you?"
"Mistress won't let me pleasure her with my tongue, and keeps avoiding it. Plus I am empty still. Mistress has never filled me with cum. If I don't have her cum inside of me, why do I even exist?"
"Holy fuck you are an idiot. I was teasing you. Of course I will use you. Do you not see my huge erection? This is entirely caused by you, you know. You made me this hard. So don't off yourself until you fix this." Clarice shoved her cock into Pot Brie's pussy. Pot Brie immediately moved her tongue down and started using it to milk her Mistress's wonderful cock. Every inch of it tasted devine.
"Oh my god, what the hell? This feels amazing Brie. When did you get so good at sucking dick?"
"I'm a Pot Girl. Sucking dick is practically all I know how to do! That and pleasing dicks with my tits. Feel free to play with my tits Mistress. They belong to you. Actually I belong to you, so all of me is yours to do with as you please! Just remember to use me Mistress!"
"Fine by me. But you better not spill a single drop." Clarice ordered as she came hard inside of Pot Brie's pussy, much to her own excitement. She was so happy she began singing.
"Cum cum, cum cum, I'm filled with Mistress's yummy cum!"
Clarice chuckled at Brie's goofy song. "She has become such a bubbley idiot, its kind of adorable" Clarice thought to herself. She felt that today would be a lot of fun.