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Hello, my name is Jenna and I'm here to tell you my story fellas. I'm a lopunny and I'm 29 years old, I have a tale I wanna tell about my encounter with my neighbor, and how he awoke something in me. I'm not married but my boyfriend, Aaron, lives with me. He's also a lopunny, I suppose to describe him would be that he's average; unlike me. I'm athletic, I like taking jogs around the park's lake to keep the blood pumping. I make sure to keep my physique in top shape, often I'd find myself sweaty from my routines. I've been told that I attract looks from other patrons in the park, not only because I'm tall and shiny. My cup size is Double D, which I'm guessing a lot of readers might appreciate. My waist is nice and slim, and my bottom is said by Aaron to be large and firm.

So when I'm all sweaty and running in my sports top and shorts, I can assume I made some guys in those parks glad they saw me. I even remember when this riolu teen came up to me as I was getting a drink, he dropped something in a bush and asked me to grab it. I didn't think much at the time so I bent over to grab it. I didn't see what that teen was doing, though I wonder if he took a picture of me like this. Regardless I'm an eye-catcher, which my boyfriend said he is glad he has a girl like me.

Our love life was pretty mundane, he goes to work at a law firm, I jog, perverts ogle my brown and pink furred body, we meet at home, eat, and sleep. We don't have too much sex, though, not no sex. Usually, it'd be around a celebration or maybe the weekend, though it'd be pretty vanilla. He is average size, about 5 inches, and pretty thin. Though he doesn't really wanna try anything daring, just missionary. I was fine with this at the time, then again, I just never had something to challenge this status quo. That was… until Jason moved in.

One day I learned we would have a new neighbor, my husband was the one to welcome them to the neighborhood while I was at the gym. Oh, that's another thing I'd do, go to the gym to make sure my legs aren't just toned. I think I almost had an encounter there as well with this lycanroc, though that's not what we're talking about. I met him two days later when I was tending to the yard, he spotted me bent on the ground digging weeds out.

I looked to spy the handsome neighbor on the other side of the fence. Jason is a hypno, he is tall like me but leaner. He was in a plaid wool jacket and some kind of black shirt, along with some sharp-looking glasses. He was resting his arm on the picket fence looking at me, speaking in a deep demanding voice he greeted me. I won't lie, I stumbled with my words by also saying hi. We conversed and made small talk about each other. I learned that he's a therapist and that he's single. I didn't ask about his marital status but it's very interesting, something in me thought it a relief he was single for some reason.

His eyes were dreamy like I could honestly get lost in those green pits of cold command. I don't recall standing and walking up to Jason, yet I was. Mere inches from his face he smiled and caressed my face, this made my… everything shudder in a good way. He then walked back to his house, where I got a better idea of his physique. Definitely a lean man, yet I could tell he was strong. Could he overpower my own strength? Could he have pushed me onto the floor, putting me in my place as a loser? I digress.

After that, I saw him a little more each day. We'd always meet in the yard, where I'd always end up being close to his face. I have heard hypnos can hypnotize people… obviously. However, I wasn't sure of the purpose of these instances to just make me approach him closer. I didn't get a good idea until he had a barbeque, inviting many of the neighborhood to his house. It's a nice place, chic, maybe some kind of 70's style with shag carpeting. We were in his backyard while my boyfriend took over the grill, he tried to pride himself as a chef. I was talking with Jason I thought about him being single, mostly cause I wasn't sure why he was single. He answered that he merely liked to taste rather than chew. I wasn't sure what he meant, then it happened. I blinked and suddenly I was in the house with some other members of the party, I was sitting sideways on his knee. I felt his hand on my ass, it wasn't a strong grip. Yet, it was a domineering one that kept me in place as he felt my ass past my skirt. I think I sat there for half an hour drinking and being essentially his busty ornament.

I eventually stopped when the food was divvied out. He let me go and the party went on with no other instances, though I left that party changed. He was definitely doing something to me, mind-controlling me. I should be mad, yet it felt so thrilling, so daring, something I think I wanted. The thrill of doing something naughty with another man trying to take advantage of me, yet I'm not opposed for some reason.

I couldn't stand it, I tried to avoid him and just continued my usual routine. Yet like a busted gear, I was no longer aligned with what I used to do. I wanted to confront him and inquire what he wanted with me. I don't even know if it would've been wise. He easily could control me without me knowing, he could do whatever he wanted… he could have at any time I met him. Did I truly want to stop him, to try and steal back my normal life? Or did I want to be that curious skitty, and dare to see what would happen?

In the end, I came to the conclusion a week after, I was on my jog and just about to make it home. Though I stopped, I looked towards my house, then Jason's. I figured today would be no better than any other day. I texted Aaron that I'd be out grabbing groceries, I figured that'd give me time to confront my neighbor. So I walked to his house, and mustering all of my strength I knocked on his door.

He arrived at the door, dressed in an all-black attire with a partially buttoned-up shirt and slick pants. He looked amused, and asked why I came in such attire. I told him that I couldn't put this off any further and asked to come into his house. He happily obliged and came inside with him, where he then sat in the same chair where he sat last time when I sat on his lap. I inhaled and let it out, I told him I knew he was manipulating me, hypnotizing me to do subtle strange things. I wanted answers. He didn't respond at first to my accusations, just sitting there as if I were a client telling my therapist my woes.

He told me he wanted to test me and see what I needed. He explained that he has done this for other women, trying to help release their inhibitions that were held down by whatever held them down. That he was trying to… free me to be the sexy woman I'm meant to be. I thought he was saying crap, just using some flowery language and trying to make me feel empowered that I was molested by him. Yet, I can't deny I have found every lapse of control exhilarating. Like a rollercoaster that I have no control over how it dips and rises. I told him I needed to stop this, that I had to be faithful to my boyfriend. He said that wasn't what I wanted, just what I needed to do. That he could prove it with one more hypnosis. Feeling like I must defend my own honor and see if I can back up what I said, I accepted.

This was when it got weird, the last times I blanked and then awoke to the deed done. However this time, I was fully aware. He pulled out a pendant and waved it back and forth. From it, his psychic energy was quick to take hold of my mind, yet I was still conscious though not in control. I then felt my body begin to move as he explained what he was going to do. That I was given the power to use all I can to resist and leave, that he did not make it impossible to leave. That if I resisted and went home, then he'd stop and never interact with her again like he did. He then said that he was gonna have her do something truly vulgar and something that he bet I don't do at home. He wanted me to suck him off, to get on my knees and service him with my mouth. With that, he ordered me on my knees.

My body obeyed as I panicked and tried to resist, trying to stop myself from unzipping his pants. Yet, my hands happily took his pants down to then get a spook of a lifetime. His cock, it was so different from my boyfriend's. It wasn't too big compared to my boyfriends, but it's girth. It was wide, wide, and with veins. It throbbed and smelled of a potent masculinity, it made my mouth water. I tried to stop myself from tasting his analyzing dick, yet, I found my supple lips suckling his tip. He grunted in approval as he sat back and watched me grasp his shaft barely and began to stroke it. All the while getting doses of his precum, wincing I didn't stop trying and yet I couldn't stop! Did he lie? Did he lie and instead was playing with me as if I was merely his slutty puppet?

I almost thought so and was almost about to cry when I felt his cock leave my lips, I was pulling back. He wasn't lying, I tried to hold back and I was… though… that didn't explain the first times. With this, I should've been able to stop myself, even now as I breathe sluttily on his cock and look up to him. I see it in his eyes, he knows I'm realizing it… He was so right, I wanted to do this. I knew I wasn't coming here to stop him, I wanted him to do something dirty to me. I wanted to see if he'd hypnotized me and have me awake in his bed sore and coated in his cum. I realized I was desperate for such a betrayal against my Aaron. Yet he has now shown it to me awake and aware, that I craved him and his mysteriousness. I wanted… to do something daring. So I gave up and gave in.

I doubled down on his cock, trying to fit his fat dick in my small mouth. I felt his slick juices and my saliva began to dribble down my chin as I slid down on him, wincing as I got halfway with my inexperience. I tried to then bob my head up and down his cock, yet it was difficult with this girth he sported. He then chuckled with that titillating voice and placed his hand on top of my head, caressing it like he was petting a pet, which I guess I was to him at the moment in a way. He began to push my head deeper onto his cock, as if he was teaching me how to suck a cock. I winced as he pushed it deep, feeling his tip prod and poke the back of my throat. God did he guide me like a ship.

It went on for maybe 30 minutes, with him having me deepthroat his Gatorade bottle of a cock. I was nowhere near graceful with how I sounded in that room with slick suction noise, my grunts, my whine, and his groans of satisfaction. I wonder if the mind control made me sound like that, or was that just me? It was probably me, to be honest, I barely knew the distinction with that scenario. He did however have me stop, letting me hear my desperate gasp for air as my drool and his pre oozed from my mouth. He told me I was far too dressed for this, so he commanded that I strip for him while he kept himself erect. I don't need to say that I didn't stop, I began to slip my sports top to reveal my big fat breasts for him. Showing them to him like I was a cheap whore, or maybe that was when I began to slide my shorts down. In the end, he saw how aroused I was.

I was like a faucet, my plump lower lips matted in sweat and my own juices. He definitely appreciated it with a deep grunt as he then beckoned me to come back. My body obeyed and returned to my knees, though this time he had my tits surround his cock. With his next order, I then squished my sweaty tits on his rod, it felt so arousing to feel his throbbing member between my sensitive mounds. My body then continued to squish and stroke my tits on his cock, then feeling his hand pushing my head back to where it was; right on his cock. He had me speed up as I gave him the most sloppy of titjobs, my mouth making sure I didn't let half of his cock leave it from sucking. I almost went dizzy as he made me go so fast that I was feeling the heat of my tits grinding his cock until it happened.

My eyes wince as he hilts as deep as I could, feeling his penis spew ropes of thick virile cum into my mouth. I tried my best to swallow, but in the end, his cum splattered my tits as I was sloppily trying to drink his white hot cream. It was such a potent smell as it soaked my sweaty breasts, he kept my head on his cock with his hand. Ordering me to finish swallowing, and that I'll need to clean up afterwards. I stayed there while making such loud swallowing noises as I was trying to finish sucking all the cum from his still cumming cock. All while he rested his eyes and leaned back. When I finally finished polishing his cock with only my mouth and tongue, I was thinking and realizing really why I came here. I wanted him to fuck me.

I was just finishing licking my boobs of his cum, which would just not be as clean as they were before. Below my arousal was stronger than before, dripping and begging silently to be ravaged by this hypno! Then he snapped his fingers, and I could feel my limbs! I stood up, not bothering to cover up at this point as he looked at me with his still erect and throbbing dick. He was holding his pendant and told me that I almost got out, though clearly, I gave in to my perverse desires. That now he wants to fuck me silly, till I'm addicted. That he'd take my control again to do it if I still had doubts. Though, I will admit, I was no longer thinking straight. This is definitely when I just said… fuck it. I just approached him before he could wave his pendant, and began to straddle his lap. I told him, that he didn't need that anymore.

He grinned and dropped it, telling me that he was finally glad I was done holding back. He gripped my firm brown cheeks, as I raised my athletic form to prod his fat cock against my hungry cunt. I wanted to tease him, to provoke him, to try something! He took the provocation and pushed me hard onto his dick, making me moan the loudest I ever had since I was 16… Oh, that was a different story, Long story short with that I was a nerd, was catching the jock's gaze, we fucked for maybe 2 hours, and then I was the reason he and his girlfriend broke up. That was nothing compared to feeling Jason's cock almost split me in half. I was such a bad girl.

I asked for a moment to adjust to his cock, that he was the thickest I ever had. He did, which I then took to grind on him a little. Grunting and groaning all the way as I tried to sike myself up as I then lifted my firm ass up, then spiked it back down. After that I began to keep up the pace, panting and whimpering with every push deeper against my cervix. Just thinking about how he pushed me to go deeper was just so naughty, he always was trying to make me do more. To mold me into my perfect shape as one could say. Yet I didn't care, I was just in heaven cause I was fucking my big-dicked neighbor and almost forgetting I was cheating.

He would tell me some really nice sweet nothings, telling me he loves how I take care of myself, that I have a body made to be worshipped, and that I should be applying it like this more often. I merely nodded as I was spearing myself on his meaty pike of pleasure. My own core was going super-critical, I felt myself clenching and quivering as we fucked. Then he pushed me and got up. Holding onto me he pushed me onto his glass table, which the impact had him push it all the way in. I admit, I squealed in surprise. It was there he began to take control, to fuck me at his own pace. Which I didn't mind anymore.

He was so hard with his thrusts, almost discombobulating me as he fucked me like the world was ending. He reached out his hands and gripped my tits which made me arch in surprise. His hands would knead my tits like dough and support him as he was slamming his balls against the table. I wanted this fucking to last forever, though I suppose 1 and a half hours would do as he leaned down and was holding himself on the table. His pace was now like a damn stampede, his grunts louder and deeper as my moans became so sluttier. He asked if I wanted it in or out, and that he needed an answer. I merely responded, by wrapping my legs around him. I couldn't let him stop, I just didn't care! Nor did he as he agreed by fucking me near full hilt and with tremendous speed till he practically screamed in orgasm.

I flinched as I felt it, the throbbing of his cock, the sudden feeling of warmth in his shaft, and then the feeling of rope after rope of his seed rapidly filling my insides. I came with him, feeling my body spasm like a broken robot as I experienced the most intense orgasm I ever had with a man. We were both twitching and in a bliss of sinful fog, which almost made us not realize his table was bursting. Before I fell with him on the glass, he used his psychic energy to bring us to the side of the table; albeit shaky from no doubt still cumming and it probably messed Jason up. We landed on his soft shag carpeting as he was still unloading into my womb, we were both still deep in this wash of bliss. I think we laid there for at least 20 minutes, all the while feeling my plump pussy lips dripping his cum along my ass and onto the carpeting.

We eventually began to speak, as he was resting his head against my boobs, clearly in awe of them. I think I can try to paraphrase what we said to each other, I told him that can't believe I was this horny, and he also didn't believe it. He said I must have been so pent up, wondering why my boyfriend hadn't tended to this urgent need I had. I told him that we were just vanilla, that he didn't really want to do much stuff that wasn't average, which he chuckled and smacked my ass. He told me that a girl my age should still try to explore my sexuality, that I should see how far I could go with my toned body that he loved very much. I told him I was flattered by that, and then I thought about all the exciting times of sex I missed out on since I had my first time all those years ago. I told him I would think on that, which is when he was grinning and pinned me on my back. He was ready for round 2.

He grabbed my leg and hitched it over his shoulder to spice it up, I wasn't not gonna pass up a second helping of this perverted therapist. So I positioned myself to ready for the no doubt intense ride he was gonna give me, he aligned his cum covered cock against my leaky slit. Then with almost no resistance, fully slammed his cock into me. Causing me in my still sensitive state to experience a mini orgasm, which did not impede him from pistoning his hips into me. His cock shaped my passage to accommodate his girth as he held onto my leg, my eyes never leaving his as I gave myself to his whim. My tongue swayed with the thrusts as my tits as well, both moving with the violent motion of this turbulent ocean. I felt his balls smack my ass, now realizing just how full they were. I knew that then and there, I wasn't leaving till they were drained.

We went on like that for maybe 2 hours! He was now making sure to ease himself, to make sure we were gonna have an intense fuck. Though eventually, that hypno couldn't hold back from the lopunny begging him to cum inside her.~ I was such a different girl at the moment, begging this stranger to fill me with his cum. I don't think I could stand him using a condom, I just don't think it would be feasible with me. This room was basically an echo chamber for our animalistic grunts, groans, and slapping of hips and thighs. I might've cummed an hour in, which of course only made him thrust even harder. Eventually, there was no holding back his vigor, nor did I would impede that. He hilted deep as he began to paint my insides with his hypno baby batter, thrusting still after hilting to make sure he packed as much in which eventually spewed onto my pussy. After that? I don't recall, only knowing that we didn't stop. We fucked all over his house, a lot in my pussy, my mouth, I think even my anus was filled. I don't recall other than waking up in his bed, all cuddled up against him holding me like a lover.

I should've felt some guilt, yet, all I felt was relief. Relief that I did it, I fucked my neighbor. I let him rail me so he could make me feel like a wild woman again. When he woke I told him I had to leave, which he said he understood. Though imploring me to visit him again… or to maybe explore more. I can't believe I felt such giddiness from that as if I was told I was cute by that one jock from long ago as if I wasn't just gobbling his cock hours ago. I left that house a different lopunny, a woman who wanted more.

After that, I began to view my body as a gift for others to see. So I bought more risque sports outfits; like small sports bras and booty shorts. That definitely turned heads and even earned me a nice encounter with a zoroark jogger. We fucked behind a bush and left my butt coated in his cum. I even met up with that one lycanroc who tried to get in my pants some time ago, so he was surprised when I wanted to get in his. He was a lot longer than the other guys and we did it doggy in the showers for hours. Fuck, just thinking about all I did is making me gush. I even wanted to see if I liked girls too. Met this super sexy tsareena, boy was she a BDSM master who bound me in chains and made me beg for the sexual release she could give me. Though at the end of that, I think I still prefer a nice hard dick. Though that's about all I had for this story, my boyfriend still doesn't know and I hope it stays like that. I had to tell him the first time that I met an old female high school friend and had to crash at their place. Worked like a charm. Now then, I know the interview is over and you two might be all hot and bothered by this story. How about we get some nice relief together.~