You and I are going out to a party tonight. I got a new, sequin bra top to wear and you cant stop staring at it. Everything seems normal enough until I notice you looking at my tits. I walk closer and my tits have taken over you. Youre hearing double, your vision is impaired. Have you blacked out? No; youre eyes are open, still inches away from my tits, not even able to blink. I back away and everything is normal again. Im going on about how Im going to do my hair for the party. But as soon as I come closer again, my tits control you, command you. You cant move. You cant look away. You surrend... Show more