Ridethatchevy94 - DaddysFantasies

I will do anything for you.

Know your place…

And enjoy it…

“Hi there, welcome to The Forbidden Fruit,” the friendly brunette at the counter smiled at Caitlyn as she walked into the new sex shop that opened in downtown Garnet Hills.

Caitlyn returned the smile, “Oh, hello. Just saw you guys were open; wanted to check it out for myself.”

The well-dressed girl nodded, “Oh? Your first time? Well, my name is Beth. Please do let me know if I can help you with anything, okay?”

“Sure,” Caitlyn said, dismissing the girl while looking over a table of various bras and panties.

She brushed a strand of her jet-black hair out of her eyes. Caitlyn was actually quite impressed with the selection and the shop in general. Unlike some of the other shops she frequented, this was a really fancy place. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling as matte white tables held the product. Even the girl working at the counter was dressed up, wearing a fashionable black blazer over her purple blouse and matching black skirt.

Then, something caught her eye. A rather busty mannequin was wearing a black corset that was detailed with a beautiful black lace. Tiny crystals accented the black lace and, paired with the stockings and long gloves, the whole outfit just popped.

“Whoa, where is this one?” she asked the salesgirl. “It’s beautiful.”

“Right?” the girl said, smiling as she walked over. “I love this one so much. It’s simple, but also very sexy. I tried it one day and it was incredible. I felt like a million bucks. I wanted to buy it, but it’s a limited piece and so customers get priority.”

Caitlyn looked back at the mannequin, “I need to try this.”

“I’ll start you a dressing room right away, miss. Can I get your name?” the girl asked her.

“Caitlyn, thank you,”

“Nice to meet you, Caitlyn; I’m Amber. I’ll get your room ready for you right away.”

With that, Amber disappeared into the back of the shop while Caitlyn browsed some more. She eyed a magic wand, having heard some very hot stories from her friends about them, but decided it would maybe be best to leave that purchase for another day. 

“Still,” she thought, “they are supposed to be the best…. Maybe let’s try the corset and go from there.”

She went to the fitting room area and was once again impressed by how luxurious The Forbidden Fruit felt. Each dressing room seemed to have a sexy little theme to it. She found herself in the grey room with a purple accent wall. The gothic mirror that sat in the corner really added to the appeal of the room.

Caitlyn undressed and checked herself out in the mirror. She knew she wasn’t the hottest girl, Amber might even have her beat, but Caitlyn knew she was definitely pretty. She gave her breasts a squeeze and smiled to herself. She knew that confidence could often be more attractive than actual appearance, though she knew she wouldn’t be lacking for either as she began to put the corset on.  

She watched in the mirror as she tightened and admired how it hugged her curves. Her C cups looking proud and on display as she fastened the buckles. She flashed herself a sexy smile as she adjusted the straps. “Oh my god,” she was speechless with how unbelievably stunning she looked. “I look fucking hot; definitely buying this.”

Suddenly, Caitlyn felt something stir inside her. The feeling washed over her; building and coursing through every fibre of her being. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as the power seemingly reached into her mind. She could feel her thoughts changing. She was becoming something greater than she was. Alluring, intoxicating, enthralling. Caitlyn licked her lips as thoughts of controlling, of dominating, others filled her mind.

The confidence she felt before surged as she watched herself in the mirror. She knew, unmistakably, that she was a goddess among mortals. Fit to be praised, worshipped. She had the power to control others. To bend them to her will. To mold them into whatever she deemed appropriate. That was her purpose, her true purpose, and she would not be denied.

More than anything, she wanted a pretty girl to call her own. Perhaps Amber. She could take her right now. In this outfit, there’s no chance the poor girl could resist her. Tempting, but no. She realized who it was that she wanted. Caitlyn ran her hands along her body and tembled; her roommate would be the perfect plaything for her. She looked in the mirror and grinned. This was going to be fun.

“How’d it go?” Amber asked as Caitlyn exited the dressing room, “Oh, you’re still wearing it.”

“You were right; it’s amazing,” the new domme purred, “I’m taking it.”

The salesgirl smiled, “That’s great! I had a feeling you’d like it. Is there anything else I can help you with?”

Caitlyn gave Amber a smoldering look and, for a moment, she reconsidered her decision to not claim this girl for her own, “Actually, there is. I feel so powerful right now. But I need someone to dominate. And, while I did consider you, I have another girl in mind. So, what do you have that can help her understand her new role?”

“Oh, I have just the thing, Mistress,” Amber said, giving Caitlyn a playful wink.

She led her to the front of the store where a display of lollipops was located. “So, these are Persona Pops. The store owner makes them herself. I don’t quite understand how they work, but they will make anyone who eats one become whatever the candy is named.”

“Go on,” Caitlyn was intrigued and needed to know more.

“Well, take this one,” she began to explain while holding a lollipop is a pink wrapper. “This one will turn someone into a bimbo. I tried it once; it was pretty fun. There’s all kinds of flavours and they do all kinds of different things. Oh, but you do need to be careful; if you have more than one a day, the changes can become permanent.”

“So… a couple of these and she’d be my brainless bimbo? How unfortunate,” she said, selecting a few different lollipops from the display. “Amber, sweetie, you’ve been a very good girl. I’ll take these for now.”

“Great, right this way and I’ll get you all ready to go.”

A devilish smile crossed Caitlyn’s lips, “I can’t wait.”