Mind Trap (Patreon)

- Hey, dude, I think there's something wrong with this... um... thing... Hey. Where are you? Chuck, bro?

As if Rex was speaking into the void while standing in his bedroom and waiting for his friend to finally come to him. Of course, he was interested in looking at this expensive sex toy that Chuck had recently acquired, but damn it, when he was alone with this overly realistic female doll, Rex was a little taken aback, not expecting that it looked so realistic.

And where the hell did Chuck go? Rex waited for almost several minutes, watching this sexy doll sit motionless, waiting for Chuck to finally deign to come. But suddenly the light in the room turned off for a few seconds and moments later turned on, and at that moment this doll was already sitting, and not lying, which greatly frightened the unreanimated Rex

-Are you kidding me? Hey! It's not funny anymore! Where the hell have you gone?! Bro! I'll fucking call the police if you don't show up!

...

"Stop! Stop! What the hell are the police?! There's something wrong here! Why can't I move anything and why the hell do I feel all this! This is wrong! I shouldn't feel all this!"

Chuck tried to say, whose mind had been transferred into the body of a sex doll via a remote upload device that he had secretly stolen temporarily this weekend from the laboratory where he worked as a security guard. It seemed to him that it would be interesting to combine the work of scientists on controlling objects using this device and the sex doll that he acquired not so long ago.

First, you just had to connect this chip to the doll, and then activate the control using a special device that looked more like a virtual reality helmet. And it worked! Having tried this for the first time, Chuck was thrilled that he could actually control this doll and even see what she saw, but at those moments he felt nothing except that he was sitting on a chair. It really was more like virtual reality.

Chuck decided it was a great idea to prank his friend. The thought had occurred to him a few hours ago as they sat drinking at the bar and, not wanting to ruin everything, Chuck had said absolutely nothing about the remote control device.

At the beginning everything went as planned. Chuck activated the remote control and began to control Jeanne, as he called the doll, so that she stood on her feet. But then everything didn't go according to plan. Chuck, hiding in the basement and activating the control of the doll, seemed to begin to fully feel everything that that doll felt and it was as if it were his body. All this happened spontaneously after some loud sound and a crackling sound, similar to an electric shock.

At that moment, he stopped feeling his body and suddenly felt a feeling of heaviness in the chest area. His whole body seemed to be covered with something, and some ropes were pressing on his shoulders. It was easy to guess that Chuck ended up in the body of a doll and somehow began to fully feel everything that a real woman would feel if she had this body. Even the thick fabric of the thong now cut unpleasantly into his ass.

...

Finally, after several minutes of trying to move anything, Chuck felt like he was losing his breath. But it didn't sound like his normal breathing. With every breath, Chuck felt his chest expand, the weight of which did not disappear anywhere, but the fabric of the dress and tightly pressed bra, on the contrary, seemed to become tighter.

Slowly inhaling and exhaling, opening his mouth a little and feeling with his lips how the air passes through his mouth, Chuck was soon able to change his position a little and even move his hand, placing it on his knee. And damn it, he now felt smooth hairless skin with his hand, not at all like the silicone skin of a sex doll, and at the same time his leg transmitted impulses to his brain that his still cold, but real hand was indeed there.

- What the heck?!

Rex, who entered the room, said, looking at how until recently the fake sex toy, according to Chuck, was now sitting in a different position and was absolutely breathing, which was easy to determine by the increase and decrease of her breasts with every breath

- Are you... are you alive?! I knew it was some kind of prank!

Rex said, trying to laugh, coming closer to the beauty and already relaxing a little, realizing that most likely Chuck left the house on purpose to leave Rex alone with this beauty.

- Apparently you are the surprise that Chuck was talking about... (Rex said as he came closer). And you are a great actress. Well, I think you can stop playing sex doll.

"Bro, no, it's me! Listen! Go down to the basement and cut me off from this bullshit!" Chuck tried to say something, but instead his lips only quietly uttered something indistinct, more like a languid sexual whisper

- Oh... so you want to continue this game. I like this one though... I'll help you if you're such a helpless "sex doll" hahaha

Chuck felt, as if more acutely, the pungent smell of fumes from Rex, realizing that he was no longer drunk at all now, but still did not understand how to regain full control and stop his friend

- That's it... What's your name?

- Zhanna

Unexpectedly for both Rex and even more so for Chuck himself, Chuck said in a high, even female voice, while Rex slowly took off his black dress and bra straps

"Stop! This is wrong! Bro! I'm not some chick and... fuck... stop... oh...."

Feeling Rex's hand begin to slide over the sensitive nipples of a woman's breast, Chuck was distracted, noticing how good and pleasant sensations he felt at that moment and for a second forgetting what he was thinking about at that moment

...

Chuck had absolutely no idea what the hell was happening to him. Although he already completely owned the body of a sex doll, he still stood exactly on the bed on his knees, stretched up and looking towards the door, waiting for Rex to return. It was kind of crazy. All this, from the beginning until this moment.

He intuitively, from all his sensations, already guessed that he was alive, and not some kind of object for sex entertainment. This was obvious even now, because he felt himself staggering a little, trying to maintain his balance, and even how the muscles of his legs tensed while he stood in this position.

The weight of the breasts, now freed by Rex and hanging freely and pulling his skin down with a new, unfamiliar weight, was now obvious. And it was impossible to ignore. The sensitive nipples still felt the touch of Rex's tongue and caress and were still hard and hot, as was the vagina, which, thanks to just a few touches of Rex's rough hand, was now on fire and Chuck felt his panties filling with something wet.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck! How to stop this! I have to do at least something! This has already gone too far.. God, how I want Rex to fuck me... No! Stop! What is this thoughts! Rex is my friend and I'm a guy! I'm not some fucking gay! I love girls and s***g men's dicks! I was created to give men pleasure... Fuck! What the hell!? I'm not a fucking chick! I'm Chu .... Zhanna! And I love it when his big dick is in me! I want all my holes to be filled with dicks!... ohhh.... fuck! no..."

Chuck's thoughts were confused as if someone was telling him what to think about, as if there was someone else in his brain and confusing his thoughts, leading him astray.

- Sorry baby, it's all fucking beer... yikes!

Hiccupping and opening the door with a flourish, Rex said as he entered the room, already without panties, and seeing the smile of Zhanna, who was looking at his dick, he quickly walked towards her to continue what he had started.

...

A month later

...

Zhanna, sitting in the room waiting for her next client, looked thoughtfully towards her cell phone. The thought of calling some laboratory again appeared in her head and she again remembered those cloudy memories that it was as if she had once been a man.

It was all so confusing and incomprehensible now. Inside, she was well aware that she had indeed been a guy named Chuck a month ago, and inside she still wanted her life as Chuck back. This was obvious especially at times when she was alone and had nothing to do other than just sit, like now. At these moments, it was as if she began to think that her whole life now was some kind of huge mistake. Every time she began to think that all this was wrong and the feeling of discomfort from her beautiful breasts and these sexy clothes returned to her again and again.

However, even at such moments it was difficult for her to even remember what kind of laboratory it was, which she always wanted to call, and especially did not know what she would say if someone picked up the phone and she got through to that very laboratory .

For the local pimp, Zhanna was simply some kind of discovery. It was just a jackpot! A sexy girl who walked around the city without documents and at the first meeting did everything he asked for free at a high professional level, who even more so liked to say that she was “created to give men pleasure.”

Zhanna worked for free and all the money from her work was taken by her pimp, who was still not the worst person and paid her a little and even gave her housing so that she had enough for food and necessary things. She mainly bought cosmetics and some sexy clothes with this money and of course some food. This arrangement suited the pimp quite well and, as he thought, Zhanna too. Although this was surprising for him, and he even began to set her up as an example in front of other girls who disliked Jeanne from the very beginning.

But she really didn’t need much to be happy. All her thoughts were mainly filled with how to “give men pleasure” and only for this she bought clothes and constantly put on bright makeup.

...

The scientists never found out what happened in Chuck's house when, after some time, they got their device back with the help of the police. They thought that Chuck was now in a coma because of their device and were not even going to somehow tell the police that Chuck could have suffered because of the device he stole.

Although it was hard to deny, considering that Chuck was found in the basement with his helmet on, they managed to negotiate with the corrupt cops and close the case so that everyone thought that Chuck had just had some kind of accident due to alcohol.