Anya was returned to her room and found Tara’s old clothing in a trail from the door. She followed it to the bedroom to find Tara as she sorted thru the closet. A number of articles of trashy clothes had been tossed aside and Tara gave a squeal of triumph when she pulled out a shiny red skirt.
Anya continued to watch as Tara pulled the skirt up her legs and over a matching red thong before she began a search for a top. Anya let he go for a few moments before she cleared her throat.
Tara turned to her and blushed deeply. “H-hi Anya. They’ve really done something to my mind this time. Every few hours I get an image in my head of an outfit and it’s like a compulsion for me to wear it. After it’s on I feel so much contentment I seem to just stare at myself in the mirror.”
Anya felt something like an itch in the back of her throat and nodded. “I understand. Now I have a craving for cum, which is something I want to talk to you about.”
Tara looked at Anya questionably while she pulled out a tiny red top.
“They told me after they gave me the craving that if I wanted a man to come to the room we just need to request one. The only catch is that we both have to do something sexual with him.”
Tara lowered her head to avoid Anya’s gaze. “I-I’m sorry Anya, I can’t do that.”
Anya didn’t say anything just turned around and left the room. She turned on the TV to try and take her mind off of her newfound hunger but coincidentally every scene show some slut getting a facial.
***
Dawn was a little worried about her mother. After she was returned she had stared at her augmented body in the mirror for ten minutes without saying a word then just curled up on the bed.
Dawn left the room and thought about how to help but was constantly distracted by her constant arousal. After a few minutes the only idea that came to her was one she didn’t want to use. However she wanted to help her mother anyway she could.
Dawn went over to the entrance and knocked on the door. Within seconds the host opened it and smirked at her.
“Would you like something little girl?”
Dawn bit back her first response and tried to smile sweetly. “I want to help my mother and you’re the only who has the power to do it.”
The host pondered that for a few moments then an evil grin split his face. “Then lets start ‘Round 3.’ You can help your mother there.”
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