Brain Away Spray
It was a pretty standard evening in for Michelle and her boyfriend Clyde as they relaxed on the couch watching TV. That was, until the adverts came on. It seemed like typical stuff, food commercials, car insurance, nothing surprising. Then something caught their attention.
“Brain Away!” the narrator yelled excitedly.
“Tired of your wife’s nagging?” As the narrator spoke, a clip of a woman in a frumpy outfit with little makeup on scowling and berating her husband was shown.
“Oh God, what is this advert? Seems oddly sexist...” Michelle noted.
“Try new Brain Away Spray! One spritz and she’s a ditz!” the narrator urged enthusiastically.
With that, a small pink bottle with a spray nozzle on top appeared magically in the husband’s hand and he proceeded to spray it on his confused wife’s face. In an instant, the prudish looking wife character had transformed into a buxom woman in a skimpy outfit who was pouting and tilting her head dumbly as she wondered what she had just been talking about.
“What the fuck? This has to be some kind of joke right?” Michelle asked.
“I guess.” Clyde shrugged.
“Boss is always on your case?” the narrator continued.
Now the scene shifted to a woman in a full business suit and some thick rimmed glasses who appeared to be disciplining a man who worked for her in her office.
“Just use Brain Away Spray, and watch the brains melt away!”
Once again, the pink spray bottle appeared and with a single blast to the face, the woman who had previously been rather neat and professional looking transformed into an over-sexualised caricature of herself. Her massive tits, which were clearly bigger than before, now spilled out of her unbuttoned shirt, exposing her bra. Her lips were coated in a heavy layer of lipstick and she was holding a pencil to them seductively as she now eyed the male underling with a lusty gaze.
“Brain Away Spray! Get it now!” the narrator urged, as a number flashed at the bottom of the screen and lingered for a while before the advert finally ended.
“What the hell was that about?” Michelle wondered aloud.
“Maybe someone hacked the broadcast or something? I’ve never seen an add like that before.” Clyde reasoned.
“Maybe. Its clearly a joke though. Its just ludicrous.”
“Yeah...totally...” Clyde agreed hesitantly.
Soon the program they were watching came back on and they forgot all about the crazy advert. That was that, or so Michelle thought.
It was a few days later, and she was in the kitchen washing some dishes when Clyde came into the room, a big dopey grin on his face as he held something behind his back.
“What is it? I’m just finishing the dishes right now...”
“Oh, just wanted to show you what arrived today.” was Clyde’s cryptic response.
Michelle turned around and Clyde produced the familiar pink spray bottle from behind his back.
“You’re not serious.” she said in a disappointed tone. “You actually bought that...”
“Yeah, I wasn’t sure it would even come but it was cheap so I figured hey, could be a laugh.”
“God, you’re such an idiot. You got tricked into buying a bottle of water or something. Its a complete scam, I still can’t believe that ad was actually aired on TV!” she berated him.
“Only one way to find out...” he said, raising the nozzle to her face and, without warning, pulling the trigger and releasing a sudden spurt of moisture which quickly washed over her face.
“Ugh God what the hell!” she grunted, stumbling backwards.
In that instant, something began to feel off to Michelle. She stopped and stared forward as her head began to tingle. She felt the cool air evaporating the moisture of her face as her mind slowed. The thoughts racing through her mind, the stress and the concern at the situation just sort of...faded away. Michelle stood there, silently for several moments, feeling her mind emptying. It should have scared her, but it just didn’t. It was kind of pleasant, like cleaning your hears. Her thoughts were just wax. Dirt. They were just being rinsed away. It made her smile. The inside of her head was being washed clean. For the first time ever, Michelle had no cares. No worries. No thoughts.
“Uh, Michelle? Are you ok?” Clyde asked.
“Oh! Like, I’m totally great!” she responded in a bubbly voice.
“Um, you’re not...mad?” he asked nervously.
“Mad? Like, why would I be mad?”
“Well, because I just sprayed you. With the Brain Away...”
“Um, why did you do that?” she asked curiously.
“Well...to melt your brain I guess?” he responded jokingly.
“Oh. Wow. Did it work?”
Michelle held her mouth agape and pressed a finger to her lip as she tilted her head and stared at Clyde with a vacant expression.
“Is this a game? Are you playing along right now?” Clyde asked, bewildered.
“Ooh a game? Sounds like fun!” she said stupidly.
“If you are, I don’t know why but its making me kinda...hot...”
“Well, if you’re hot, take off your clothes.” the bimbofied Michelle suggested.
“I mean I find it sexy!” he clarified bluntly.
“Oh, my gawd. I love sex! You wanna have sex?” mindless Michelle suggested.
“What, right here?” Clyde said, pointing to the ground.
Michelle giggled and pointed to her crotch. “No Silly, right here!” Then her hand moved up to her lips and she opened her mouth in an ‘O’ shape and pointed to it. “Or here.” She then spun around and bent over, flipping up her skirt and peering behind at Clyde as she pointed to her ass. “Or here! Like, there’s so many options! Oh my gawd, I can’t choose. Like, my head is all fuzzy. You choose.”
Seeing her ass wiggling there in front of him and remembering how his previous attempts to convince Michelle to try anal had been harshly rejected, Clyde didn’t waste any time deliberating. He pushed her panties aside and whipped out his cock which was already erect at the site of his brainless girlfriend’s ditzy antics.
Michelle gasped and exhaled deeply as she felt his hard cock slowly filling her tight asshole. As he forced the thick member further and further into her rear, he held the spray bottle up as if admiring a trophy. Then he ***** the warning on the side of the bottle.
‘Use with caution. May cause permanent brain damage.’
“Hey honey, do you like being a brainless little fuckdoll?” he asked as his his hips met her butt and his cock was finally buried completely inside her tight asshole.
“Mmm I don’t know. I like your hard cock though. If I say yes, will it make your cock harder?” she asked, shaking her butt slightly as she did.
“Fuck yeah it will!” Clyde grunted as his cock twitched inside her hot ass.
“Then yes! I like being a brainless fuckdoll.” Michelle responded with a giggle.
“Ok then...” he handed her the pink spray bottle. “Spray yourself in the face with this each time I thrust, ok?” he instructed.
“Okie Dokie!”
Clyde pulled his hips back and then thrust, driving his cock deep inside her once again. Michelle pulled back the trigger and felt the familiar sensation of a cool spritz of liquid washing over her face. Her already dulled mind tingled even more and she felt a wave of pleasure spread from her empty head to her stuffed asshole.
Again, he thrust and again she sprayed. Over and over. Each time she felt her head become hollower. Each time she felt the pleasure become stronger as her asshole quivered around his throbbing cock. Soon her words turned to garbled nonsense and sultry moans as her brain became more and more a pile of useless mush. Clyde kept pounding her, his cock twitching inside her each time he saw her spray herself in the face. Feeling him getting excited only made the whole thing hotter to her, and she became hornier and hornier in response to each spritz.
She was cumming around his cock in no time. But Clyde wasn’t going to finish that easily, even though he was practically cumming too. He pushed himself to keep fucking her for as long as possible. Watching her spray her brains away over and over again. Until he finally broke down, grabbing her hips desperately and locking her hips against his as his cock swelled and pumped her ass full of his hot cum.
Michelle was still mindlessly pulling the trigger on the bottle, though nothing but air came out of the nozzle as she had emptied the bottle entirely at this point.
In the end, Michelle was left a brainless fuckdoll, a trail of cum dribbling out of her ass as she groaned dumbly and stared at the bottle, utterly unable to read any of the words on it or even remember why she was holding it.
~tumblr.com
“Brain Away!” the narrator yelled excitedly.
“Tired of your wife’s nagging?” As the narrator spoke, a clip of a woman in a frumpy outfit with little makeup on scowling and berating her husband was shown.
“Oh God, what is this advert? Seems oddly sexist...” Michelle noted.
“Try new Brain Away Spray! One spritz and she’s a ditz!” the narrator urged enthusiastically.
With that, a small pink bottle with a spray nozzle on top appeared magically in the husband’s hand and he proceeded to spray it on his confused wife’s face. In an instant, the prudish looking wife character had transformed into a buxom woman in a skimpy outfit who was pouting and tilting her head dumbly as she wondered what she had just been talking about.
“What the fuck? This has to be some kind of joke right?” Michelle asked.
“I guess.” Clyde shrugged.
“Boss is always on your case?” the narrator continued.
Now the scene shifted to a woman in a full business suit and some thick rimmed glasses who appeared to be disciplining a man who worked for her in her office.
“Just use Brain Away Spray, and watch the brains melt away!”
Once again, the pink spray bottle appeared and with a single blast to the face, the woman who had previously been rather neat and professional looking transformed into an over-sexualised caricature of herself. Her massive tits, which were clearly bigger than before, now spilled out of her unbuttoned shirt, exposing her bra. Her lips were coated in a heavy layer of lipstick and she was holding a pencil to them seductively as she now eyed the male underling with a lusty gaze.
“Brain Away Spray! Get it now!” the narrator urged, as a number flashed at the bottom of the screen and lingered for a while before the advert finally ended.
“What the hell was that about?” Michelle wondered aloud.
“Maybe someone hacked the broadcast or something? I’ve never seen an add like that before.” Clyde reasoned.
“Maybe. Its clearly a joke though. Its just ludicrous.”
“Yeah...totally...” Clyde agreed hesitantly.
Soon the program they were watching came back on and they forgot all about the crazy advert. That was that, or so Michelle thought.
It was a few days later, and she was in the kitchen washing some dishes when Clyde came into the room, a big dopey grin on his face as he held something behind his back.
“What is it? I’m just finishing the dishes right now...”
“Oh, just wanted to show you what arrived today.” was Clyde’s cryptic response.
Michelle turned around and Clyde produced the familiar pink spray bottle from behind his back.
“You’re not serious.” she said in a disappointed tone. “You actually bought that...”
“Yeah, I wasn’t sure it would even come but it was cheap so I figured hey, could be a laugh.”
“God, you’re such an idiot. You got tricked into buying a bottle of water or something. Its a complete scam, I still can’t believe that ad was actually aired on TV!” she berated him.
“Only one way to find out...” he said, raising the nozzle to her face and, without warning, pulling the trigger and releasing a sudden spurt of moisture which quickly washed over her face.
“Ugh God what the hell!” she grunted, stumbling backwards.
In that instant, something began to feel off to Michelle. She stopped and stared forward as her head began to tingle. She felt the cool air evaporating the moisture of her face as her mind slowed. The thoughts racing through her mind, the stress and the concern at the situation just sort of...faded away. Michelle stood there, silently for several moments, feeling her mind emptying. It should have scared her, but it just didn’t. It was kind of pleasant, like cleaning your hears. Her thoughts were just wax. Dirt. They were just being rinsed away. It made her smile. The inside of her head was being washed clean. For the first time ever, Michelle had no cares. No worries. No thoughts.
“Uh, Michelle? Are you ok?” Clyde asked.
“Oh! Like, I’m totally great!” she responded in a bubbly voice.
“Um, you’re not...mad?” he asked nervously.
“Mad? Like, why would I be mad?”
“Well, because I just sprayed you. With the Brain Away...”
“Um, why did you do that?” she asked curiously.
“Well...to melt your brain I guess?” he responded jokingly.
“Oh. Wow. Did it work?”
Michelle held her mouth agape and pressed a finger to her lip as she tilted her head and stared at Clyde with a vacant expression.
“Is this a game? Are you playing along right now?” Clyde asked, bewildered.
“Ooh a game? Sounds like fun!” she said stupidly.
“If you are, I don’t know why but its making me kinda...hot...”
“Well, if you’re hot, take off your clothes.” the bimbofied Michelle suggested.
“I mean I find it sexy!” he clarified bluntly.
“Oh, my gawd. I love sex! You wanna have sex?” mindless Michelle suggested.
“What, right here?” Clyde said, pointing to the ground.
Michelle giggled and pointed to her crotch. “No Silly, right here!” Then her hand moved up to her lips and she opened her mouth in an ‘O’ shape and pointed to it. “Or here.” She then spun around and bent over, flipping up her skirt and peering behind at Clyde as she pointed to her ass. “Or here! Like, there’s so many options! Oh my gawd, I can’t choose. Like, my head is all fuzzy. You choose.”
Seeing her ass wiggling there in front of him and remembering how his previous attempts to convince Michelle to try anal had been harshly rejected, Clyde didn’t waste any time deliberating. He pushed her panties aside and whipped out his cock which was already erect at the site of his brainless girlfriend’s ditzy antics.
Michelle gasped and exhaled deeply as she felt his hard cock slowly filling her tight asshole. As he forced the thick member further and further into her rear, he held the spray bottle up as if admiring a trophy. Then he ***** the warning on the side of the bottle.
‘Use with caution. May cause permanent brain damage.’
“Hey honey, do you like being a brainless little fuckdoll?” he asked as his his hips met her butt and his cock was finally buried completely inside her tight asshole.
“Mmm I don’t know. I like your hard cock though. If I say yes, will it make your cock harder?” she asked, shaking her butt slightly as she did.
“Fuck yeah it will!” Clyde grunted as his cock twitched inside her hot ass.
“Then yes! I like being a brainless fuckdoll.” Michelle responded with a giggle.
“Ok then...” he handed her the pink spray bottle. “Spray yourself in the face with this each time I thrust, ok?” he instructed.
“Okie Dokie!”
Clyde pulled his hips back and then thrust, driving his cock deep inside her once again. Michelle pulled back the trigger and felt the familiar sensation of a cool spritz of liquid washing over her face. Her already dulled mind tingled even more and she felt a wave of pleasure spread from her empty head to her stuffed asshole.
Again, he thrust and again she sprayed. Over and over. Each time she felt her head become hollower. Each time she felt the pleasure become stronger as her asshole quivered around his throbbing cock. Soon her words turned to garbled nonsense and sultry moans as her brain became more and more a pile of useless mush. Clyde kept pounding her, his cock twitching inside her each time he saw her spray herself in the face. Feeling him getting excited only made the whole thing hotter to her, and she became hornier and hornier in response to each spritz.
She was cumming around his cock in no time. But Clyde wasn’t going to finish that easily, even though he was practically cumming too. He pushed himself to keep fucking her for as long as possible. Watching her spray her brains away over and over again. Until he finally broke down, grabbing her hips desperately and locking her hips against his as his cock swelled and pumped her ass full of his hot cum.
Michelle was still mindlessly pulling the trigger on the bottle, though nothing but air came out of the nozzle as she had emptied the bottle entirely at this point.
In the end, Michelle was left a brainless fuckdoll, a trail of cum dribbling out of her ass as she groaned dumbly and stared at the bottle, utterly unable to read any of the words on it or even remember why she was holding it.
~tumblr.com
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