💄 From Christian to Crystal - The Making of a Trans-Doll:

Crystal struggled to think as Mistress Jugg wrapped her fingers around the doll’s hair, tugging hard. Everything went blank, her mind shutting down as the roots of the newly implanted weaves curled around her thoughts, bringing to mind all the hours she’d sat strapped into the hairdresser’s chair, Samantha-doll working her magic at the Mistress’s behest. Expert fingers parted hair, weaved and threaded new, luscious hair into being, and when Crystal began to fidget, Mistress was there, headphones in hand, ready to slip them back over her new doll’s ear, distracting her with good doll-thoughts towards her new hair-do.

Now, she knelt at Mistress Jugg’s feet, staring into their combined reflection:  One, the doll in her newly earned lingerie, barely covering what was on show.  The other standing firm in her latex uniform, every inch the power behind so many boys and girls being turned into obedient fuck dolls, fingers controlling just how exquisitely empty Crystal’s mind would become.

Another tug, and Crystal’s vision doubled, her eyes crossing as she desperately tried to resist the urge to ahegao whilst her entire body craved the pleasure of being a true slut.  Second by second, heartbeat by heartbeat, Crystal found her mouth opening and her tongue thrusting out, shuddering as a tiny dribble of cum splattered from her cock and onto the floor.

“Pretty, isn’t it?” 

Mistress Jugg asked, her’ own reflection taking a moment to stroke her Crystal-doll’s pony-tail, the act almost phallic in how the Mistress stroked it. Teasing it. Admiring how silken and glossy the red-wine colouration was under the lights. 

“And to think you were such a masculine thing before I got a hold of you, doll”.

Mistress Jugg had been everything Crystal wanted to be whilst she was Christian: Powerful, sensual, wrapped in figure hugging rubber that showed off every curve.  It had been so very easy to fall under Mistress Jugg’s sway, allowing her to cage him and control him, subjecting him to months of denial, hypno-conditioning, and teasing until he agreed to the smallest of changes:  Wearing a pair of panties whilst out dining together, or wearing simple nail polish as a sign of his commitment to Her ways.

Little-by-little, inch by inch, Christian had become subsumed by Crystal, until he had begged Mistress Jugg for the first set of surgeries:  The lip plumping for the dick sucking lips he could no longer deny himself; the facial feminization surgery which would resculpt his jawline and raise his cheekbones; the inflation of his burgeoning chest by implants which would grow, and grow, and grow, over the months as each successful surgery brought Crystal into being.

“Yessss,” 

Crystal hissed, squirming as she admired how the long red hair looked oh, so shiny in her Mistress’ hands.

“It controls you,” 

Mistress Jugg continued.

Crystal whimpered, knowing her Mistress’ words to be true.

She hadn’t considered hair to be something to be worshipped and fetishized, but hours under deep hypnosis had installed in her pliant mind a healthy respect for just how hot good hair could be.   Even thinking about the femininity it inspired made the doll’s cock tense and bounce, trying to squeeze out an invisible orgasm that was trapped under layers of conditioning.

No anal; no orgasm.

One of the simple rules hammered into her mind in the early days, when Mistress Jugg was still busy shaping her mind.  Crystal’s hair could still be a source of pride and passion, driving her towards sluttier and sluttier thoughts, each mirror looked into having her unconsciously stroking herself as she pouted her lips to match the silken waterfall tumbling down, over her shoulders.  Each time, the triggers ingrained growing stronger, and each time her love affair with her hair growing hotter and hotter, until she could no longer imagine herself without the cuddly blanket of locks framing her features.

“It’s just missing something.” 

Jugg mused, her lips split into a wicked grin. 

“A crown perhaps?  After all, you’ve been such a good princess for your Mistress, haven’t you?”

Crystal heard the unzipping of the Mistress’ crotch, the hint of cum filling the air. 

“Yes, I do believe my princess deserves a pretty little crown that will fill your thoughts with cum, and cock.”

She watched their mirror's image, Crystal subconsciously licking her lips in anticipation as Mistress Jugg wrapped a lock of her luxurious hair around her cock and started to stroke herself with it.  Slowly at first, but Crystal knew that Mistress’ love affair with hair would quickly change that.

“Mmmph, such a hot bitch.” 

Jugg whispered as a drip fell from her tip, and onto Crystal’s head.

Crystal whimpered.

She had cum on her mind.   Literal cum on her mind.

She knew the old her would be repulsed; rejecting the gift Mistress Jugg was offering.   The old her would have kicked and fought, trying to escape the humiliation - but Christian was in the past, only Crystal existed now.

Crystal whose eyes locked to Mistress long, thick member.

Crystal whose ass clenched in sympathy, remembering how full Mistress had made her feel, just the night before.

Crystal, who waited patiently until Mistress’ cocks spasmed and thick strings of juicy, yummy cum splatted onto her hair and into her soul.

“Mmph, there we go,” 

Mistress Jugg said with an amused smile. 

“I name you Crystal, princess of my realm and first amongst dolls.”

👠 Mistress Jugg's Conditioning - A Tale of Lust and Obedience:

Pride flooded into Crystal’s heart, even as a drop of cum gave up its fight with gravity, spilling from her hair and onto her face.  She licked her lips as a globule struck them, savouring the taste of Mistress’ superior seed, but held back against the urge to turn around and clean Mistress with her mouth.  That was not her decisions to make.  If Mistress Jugg decided otherwise, she would suck, lick and slobber over it like the best of sluts, but until that moment she was but a tool for the Mistress to use.

Shuddering, she fought down the urge to seek the nearest cock and ram herself onto it. 

“Thank you, Mistress,” 

She said, her over-plumped lips making her lisp. 

“Can this slut have some more, please?”

“Good doll,” 

Mistress Jugg purred, rubbing the cum deeper into Crystal’s hair with her hand. 

“You do well to obey your conditioning.  But, still, I feel like it needs deepening.   I don’t feel like I saw the light of joy in your eyes shine anywhere near as brightly as I’d like.  Dorian?  Chico?   You can come in, now.”

Crystal heard the lock unclick, the door swinging open as her Mistress made an exit.

“Feel free to use her as you wish,” 

Mistress Jugg said, sauntering past the household staff that had been waiting for their turn to play with the new toy. 

“But make sure you pay special attention to the new Doll’s hair. 

I want her practically cumming at the thought of the new extensions I’ve got planned for her.

“As you wish, Mistress Jugg” 

The naked men said together, bowing in unison as their thick cocks dangled between their legs. 

“Now what have we hear?” 

Dorian asked Chico, a smirk on his lips.

“A doll in need of some play time,” 

Chico responded, wrapping strands of Crystal’s hair around his engorged member, ready to keep the thought of cum firmly fixed inside of her mind. Dorian taking up on the opposite side to do likewise.   Slowly, surely, they began to masturbate.

Crystal tried to hide her shudder of delight as strong, her mind giddy as she squirmed in place like a puppy waiting for its food to be placed on the floor. The temptation to turn and envelope those tempting cocks with her inflated lips ran heavy through her mind, but she resisted the urge. Fixating on the feeling of her hair being used as her Goddess intended, she settled back and allowed herself to be used like a good doll should…

• Written by Drafting Thoughts

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🥵 When Hair Flirts Harder Than Words:

Ohh, honey, feast your eyes on the way she tosses that luscious, shimmering mane! Her ponytail might be short, but let me tell you, it's packed with enough tease to make any hair lover’s pulse race. For me, a hopeless Hair-Fetishist, it's pure bliss. That hair? It's not just hair; it's an invitation to lust, crafted to crank up her allure to the max. 😈

And darling, when she flicks that 'High Pony'—yes, the one that screams Ariana Grande with a dash of Nicki Minaj's bold flair—it's not just style; it’s a seductive dance. Nicki, with her crown and that colossal pony (Exhibit B) in the 'Tusa Music Video'? She's not just playing with her hair; she's playing with your desires, making everyone in the room, including her stylists, ache with want. She knows exactly what she's doing, shaking it, flaunting it, and oh, does it make her dangerously irresistible.

That, my dear, is the art of the tease, making you wish you could tangle your fingers in that mane and never let go. 🔥

💫 EXHIBIT A: Lustrous Locks

💫 EXHIBIT B: Pony Up for Pleasure

💦 Necklines & Wet Dreams:

Dive back in with me, into the sinfully sweet world of the High Pony. This hairstyle? It's not just any look; it's an erotic ballet of two gorgeous styles merging into one tantalizing tease. Let's revisit Exhibit A, where the hair is yanked back with a purpose, cinched at the base, flaunting that elegant, kissable neck. Oh, it sends shivers down my spine, seeing how it elevates her allure to absolutely ‘fuckable’.

The very idea of my fingers threading through those silken strands, pulling them taut into that High Pony, gets me hard, thinking about the control, the pull, the tug. Imagine my grip tightening, drawing her close, our lips crashing in a wave of passion, my other hand exploring her nape. It's elevated, exposed, and exquisite foreplay. 💋

And, if you're itching to crank that thermostat to scorching and plunge into the deliciously dirty, then grab those hair extensions and whip 'em into a MASSIVE Double-Ponytail. Snag all the kinky tools you'll need, and guide yourself through this titillating tutorial. Trust me, by the end, you'll have a look so seductive, so insatiable, that your playmate will be utterly enslaved by it. Prepare to leave them begging for more with every swish of your erection-inducing Ponytail.

• Written by Miss Jugg

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