Claire lowered her head. She worked diligently, scraping the slimy white stuff off her face and neck with her fingers, then swallowing every bit she collected
Once that was done, she focused on my still hard manhood.
Without a word, she took me into her mouth. The warmness of her saliva enveloped me, sending electric currents up my brain.
Despite my body's limitations, I could feel everything—every flick of her tongue, every gentle suction as she hollowed her cheeks.
She was really good, and I could tell this wasn't her first rodeo. Not that I had any right to complain. If anyone here had a reason to be seriously pissed off, it was her boyfriend.
Who would've thought his girlfriend would get NTR'd by someone who couldn't even move an inch? Usually, it was the other way around
"T…That's it. Keep going. Use your tongue more."
I watched her, fascinated by the transformation. Just minutes ago she had been the reluctant nurse, and now she worked diligently, her professionalism redirected toward pleasing me.
The only thing I didn't like about my situation was that I couldn't grab her hair to control the rhythm. Aside from that, it was perfect.
Little by little, I closed my eyes to heighten the sensation.
The hospital room faded away; the antiseptic smell, the beeping monitors, the harsh fluorescent lights—all of it receded as pleasure consumed me.
Power and pleasure, intertwined like lovers.
My breath hitched as she took me deeper, her throat constricting around me.
Her eyes watered slightly, but she didn't pull back. Couldn't pull back. Not while under my command.
The door handle rattled.
"Don't stop," I whispered. "Don't make a sound."
The door remained closed as whoever was outside apparently changed their mind or moved on.
She didn't even flinch. She was now too deep under my influence—even the fear of getting caught wasn't enough to break her free
"You're doing so well, Claire," I whispered, my voice husky with satisfaction. "You're making me feel alive again."
Her face softened, her pupils dilating further as she absorbed my words. I could sense her mind working, processing the praise, her desire for approval evident in the way she increased her pacing.
Finally, I reached my limit, and I poured everything into her mouth.
She gulped desperately, her throat working, eyes watering as she struggled against the overflow.
Only when I uttered the command did she pull back, gasping for air, her chest heaving with each desperate breath.
Claire wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes still glazed with that hypnotic sheen. She straightened her uniform, and smoothed down wrinkles.
"Go clean yourself up in the bathroom first, then get back to your shift."
"I will," she said, not looking the least bit ashamed or disgusted by her actions.
Although the hypnosis worked perfectly on her, it didn't mean she was a mindless puppet. To her, it simply didn't seem repulsive or wrong anymore.
But of course, that was just a guess. Who really knows what the world looks like inside the mind of someone who's been brainwashed?
After that enjoyable session, I turned my focus to the 5 PP I just earned. An unexpected reward, but a well needed one.
"System Store"
A soft chime echoed in my mind as the familiar interface came into view, lines of glowing text.
Reading through the text gave me a solid grasp of what the store had to offer. I had to admit—even the basic-tier items included things that was straight out of anime.
Unfortunately, most of them were either far too expensive or required mobility. Something I didn't exactly have at the moment.
So I filtered. Narrowed the list. Refined the search by criteria:
>Usable from a passive or stationary state
>Social or emotional manipulation
>Targeted influence
That's when I found it.
-One-Time Use Items-
[Lis Bloom] Cost: 2 PP
[A dissolvable pill that, when ingested by a female target, triggers elevated sensitivity, suppressed inhibition, and heightened arousal for a limited duration (3 minutes).
[Best administered discreetly. Effects intensify with emotional vulnerability.]
Exactly what I needed. One chance. One window to penetrate my stepmom's mental defenses in a single, decisive strike.
All I had to do was wait.
The next time she came in, I wouldn't just push her a little further. I would complete the mission.
And with the points I would gain... I could finally buy a cure for my condition.
My heart pounded at the thought of walking like a normal person again.
I had been holding it all in for days—trying to joke around, pretending everything was fine, even though it wasn't.
Not being able to move... it was scary. I didn't want to admit it, but the thought of staying like this forever had really messed with my head.
But now, there was hope.
My eyelids started to feel heavy. The buzzing in my head, the stress, the over-thinking, the fear—it all began to fade. I hadn't felt this calm in a long time.
And with that peace holding me like a blanket, I let the darkness slowly take over.