Business Expense
Added 2023-09-27 19:32:51 +0000 UTCBusinessmen almost always seem to be the most desperate for a high. Confined to their straight-laced white collar job, drugs seem to be the only way they can get away from their rigid world, anything to free their mind from work and conformity. I'm always happy to provide. In no time they become addicted and dependent, always coming back for more. The best part is when I begin having fun with them, lacing their deals with something extra.
They don't notice any change, not with their drug-addled minds. At least, not any change that they don't like. They're surprised when their cocks seem to swell, a significant bulge forming at the front of their dress pants. They're too elated to figure out the cause, how each time they use my substance their members fill with blood, permanently growing larger, becoming more useless. It takes away from the amount of oxygen in their head, their minds becoming eternally empty and vacant while their dicks stay full.
They can hardly focus at work anymore, too obsessed with hitting up my number to get their dose. It doesn't matter if they lose their job, too stupid to make money; I gladly take their payment in other forms. They no longer have the capacity to spend a second thought on it, willingly stripping down to perform menial tasks. At first. Soon they won't be anything more than hungry cum sluts, enjoying the complete bliss of their elated minds as they're used to make a quick buck to stay in their heaven.
