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Val smiled as she looked at Liz, her eyes filled with desire. She knew what she wanted, and she wasn't afraid to take it.She crawled towards Liz on all fours, her hypnotic tits swaying back and forth with each movement.Liz's heart was racing in her chest as she watched Val approach. She felt a wave of desire wash over her, and she closed her eyes, giving in to the sensation.
Val is a succubus. She uses her powers of hypnotic tits and seductive personality to take over the mind of her crush, Liz. She makes Liz fall deeply in love with her over time, and she cements those feelings when she makes Liz suck on her tits.
Her hypnotic tits drew the attention of everyone around her, and she revelled in the power they granted her. She was Val, a beautiful succubus, and she had her sights set on her next victim.
As she walked across the sprawling campus of the college, her gaze fixated on a young woman sitting alone on a bench.
She had long, brown hair that danced in the breeze and deep red eyes that sparkled in the sunlight. She was innocent and naive, just the type of person Val enjoyed seducing.
The young woman's eyes were wide with wonder as she stared at Val's ample chest, unable to look away from her hypnotic tits. Val couldn't resist the opportunity to play with her new toy.
As she walked across the sprawling campus of the college, her gaze fixated on a young woman sitting alone on a bench. She had long, brown hair that danced in the breeze and deep green eyes that sparkled in the sunlight.
Liz was innocent and naive, just the type of person Val enjoyed seducing. The young woman's eyes were wide with wonder as she stared at Val's ample chest, unable to look away from her hypnotic tits.
Val couldn't resist the opportunity to play with her new toy.
"Hello, there," Val purred, strutting over to the bench.
Liz's heart raced as Val sat down next to her, her scent of sweet vanilla filling her head.
"Hi," Liz managed to stutter. "You're really beautiful." Val smiled, her pearly whites shining in the sunlight. Her hypnotic tits bobbed as she spoke, drawing Liz's gaze once again.
"Thank you," she said, running her fingers over the young woman's soft skin. Liz shivered at the touch, feeling her body react to Val's presence. "You should come over to my dorm later," Val said, her voice low and seductive. "We can get to know each other better." Liz nodded, her heart racing at the thought of spending more time with Val.
She felt a warmth spreading through her body, and a shiver ran down her spine. "Great," Val said, standing up from the bench. "I'll see you later then." She reached out and lightly touched Liz's cheek before turning and walking away. Val could sense the young woman's desire, and she smiled with satisfaction.
This was going to be fun. Liz watched as Val walked away, her hips swaying from side to side. She felt a surge of desire coursing through her body, and she wrapped her arms around herself, trying to contain it.
Val was unlike any woman Liz had ever met before; she was confident, manipulative, and used her powers of hypnotic boobs to take over the minds of those she desired.
As Liz sat on the bench, thoughts of Val dominated her mind. She couldn't stop thinking about how her chest had felt in her hands and how she had stroked her fingers over the smooth, supple skin.
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