Chrissy Loses Her Mind [Full]

"Stick your penis inside me, Mr Invisible Pervert. I want to walk to school with your cock in me."

What the…

"Mr Invisible Pervert? You've been teasing me with your fingers for the past thirty minutes… I want your cock – No, I need your cock. If you don't hurry, I'm gonna get caught!"

… actual fuck…

"It doesn't have to be Mr Invisible Pervert! I don't care if it's some stranger, some stray dog or even if it's my own father. Somebody, fuck me… please!"

… is she…

"FUCK ME!!!"

… doing?

Atlas was speechless.

Looking at Chrissy spread her butt cheeks, wiggling her rear end, begging to have her pussy drilled, Atlas was more shocked than turned on.

She's lost it.

Atlas had been expecting one of two outcomes: In the first, Chrissy would expose herself as a veteran psychic, causing Atlas to flee as fast as he could in response. In the second, a novice Chrissy would act normal before releasing all her built-up tension later at school.

But this!

She actually hadn't made it past the second square of footpath in front of her house…

Well, at least she isn't some terrifyingly strong psychic.

A stream of squirt gushed out of Chrissy's pussy.

This is going to cost me a lot of psychic energy, but it's worth it.

Atlas gathered an illusionary object made of psychic energy into his left hand, leaving his right to unbuckle his trousers. The object in his left was a lot more complex than the one he had created when casting a spell on Piggy. It was a powerful area-of-effect hex that would make any memories the people around them had with Chrissy that morning blurry.

Not blurry enough to make their tampered memories noticeable but still strong enough to guarantee Chrissy's current little situation wouldn't affect her life.

It is mostly my fault after all.

The moment the hex was complete, Atlas activated it and walked over to Chrissy.

Unsheathing his sword, Atlas used its tip to smooch Chrissy's labia.

No need to worry, Mr Invisible Pervert will fuck you real good.

Smirking with his invisible face, Atlas stuck his dick inside.

"AHN!" Finally getting what she wanted, Chrissy's body, which had been barely holding itself up on all fours, crumpled, shivering with pleasure.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Atlas thrust in and out slowly, making sure to reach as deep as he could inside Chrissy. Compared to when he was doing Dream-Elise, he made sure he was moving in a way that pleasured them both simultaneously, instead of using her like some sex doll.

Being inside Chrissy was completely different to being inside Dream-Elise. If he was to compare the two, compared to Chrissy, Dream-Elise didn't feel much better than a lubed-up hand job. Not only was the way Chrissy grabbed onto his penis completely different, but even the temperature inside her vaginal canal was game changing.

It made sense Chrissy's delusion wasn't able to recreate the feeling of being inside a vagina that accurately. At the time, not only had Chrissy not magically had an experience fucking a woman with a penis of her own, but Atlas himself had kept a safe distance away from sex. When he was younger, he had an irrational fear of losing control of his telepathy and ripping some girl's consciousness to shreds.

Oh, that reminds me…

I just lost my virginity!

As a psychic, he had other, way more important things to think about than losing his v-card.

Chrissy on the other hand, definitely likes getting 'talked dirty to' about those kinds of things…

"Are you a virgin, slut?" Atlas spoke directly into Chrissy's head so she wouldn't recognise his voice.

The moment he spoke using his telepathy, he sped up his thrusting slightly. It wasn't enough to hurt, but for the young woman who was still sensitive from orgasming before they even started, a sudden change of rhythm was too much to take.

Chrissy's eyes rolled back, and her body vibrated. Her vagina grabbed onto Atlas' cock tightly before her entire body spasmed forward, pulling apart from him to let out a couple sprays of squirt.

"Aeaeae!" Chrissy replied still shivering before grabbing his cock and sliding it back inside her, not taking a single look back.

"Has your brain really melted?" Atlas chuckled, "I wouldn't be surprised after all that stuff you said before."

Atlas worked his hands under Chrissy's shirt to give her breasts some love too. He had intentionally ignored them up until now, even after seeing that her nipples had become erect enough to stand up through Chrissy's shirt and rub into the concrete floor every time they moved.

"If you fucked your dad, do you think your mum would still love you? A disgusting slut like you would probably try to make up by eating your own mother out, right?" Atlas' hand cracked against Chrissy's right ass cheek, painting it red.

Crack!

"Eek!"

Feeling Chrissy's pussy tighten, Atlas increased his speed again.

"Would you?"

Crack!

"I-i would! I would!" Chrissy barked in pleasure, not caring what came out of her mouth anymore, as long as Mr Invisible Pervert fucked her harder for it, "I would eat my grandma out for my grandfather's cock too!"

Crack!

"Eek!"

"You said you'd fuck a dog, right?"

"Yes! Ahn… AHN… FUCK!"

Atlas pushed Chrissy's head into the ground and sped up his thrusting to the highest speed he could maintain.

"If your pussy takes dog cocks, that must make you a dog too, right?"

"YESH! YESH! Thish dirty shlut ish a doggy!" Simultaneously, Chrissy's body vibrated constantly from the inside, and shuddered violently from the outside. Every time her ass collided with Atlas' lap a clap and a moan echoed out, "WOOF! Hah… huh… hah… huh… hah… huh… WOOF!"

"But you don't look like a doggy though… doggies don't wear school uniforms; doggies don't walk on two legs…" Atlas pulled out suddenly, "I'm gonna take you clothes away."

"Ahh!"

While Chrissy laid there, quivering, squirt gushing out of her pussy, Atlas reached under her body and began to unbutton her shirt. One button, two buttons. Soon the shirt was taken off her body and placed inside something by Atlas, turning invisible.

Atlas then reached for the waistband of Chrissy's skirt from the inside and pulled the piece of clothing off her. Along with Chrissy's socks and shoes, and blazer, the skirt was stowed away in the same place as the shirt. 

The only piece of clothing Atlas didn't put away was the young woman's bow. The bow as instead tied around her neck like a dog collar.

"There, done." Atlas slapped Chrissy's ass again before entering her.

Crack!

This time Atlas didn't even bother starting slow, humping Chrissy at his highest speed from the get-go, "Doggy, you're still going to school today, alright? You'll be doing what you usually do but as a doggy. As a bitch, I trust you won't decline any sex or cream-pies you're offered, right?"

"No… Woof! I love cweam-pwies, WOOF!"

Okay I should finish this now. 

Atlas felt himself draw closer and closer to his limit.

I'll have to prepare another hex if I'm gonna have her go to school acting like a dog…

Atlas had ended up surprising himself. He had initially been shocked with Chrissy's outburst, but soon enough just decided to go with it and fuck her. Even if Chrissy was begging for it and he was sure she wasn't the enemy, Atlas believed that he wouldn't have done something like that before he started attending Westborough.

Not only had sex been something he was pretty much uninterested in, but he was sure Chrissy's nymphomaniacal begging would have been something he found annoying instead of enticing.

I would've definitely called her unsightly before moving on with my life.

How curious…

A normal person wouldn't have identified such a change in their behaviour so quickly but for a telepath like Atlas assessing his own psyche was something he had to do whenever he wished to cast a mind hex… if he cared about the people he was hexing, that is.

Is it because I found out she's a psychic?

That was the only explanation Atlas could come up with for his change. Its not like his views on something could overturn completely in a day by themselves. Humans were far too stubborn of a race after all. There would have had to be some kind of trauma or other impactful influence. Chrissy being revealed as a psychic would definitely count as an impactful influence. 

Atlas had grown up learning how to live from a journal written by his parents. Although they were intelligent and powerful beyond their years, they had lived lives of pain and suffering, they had never come to trust any normal humans, finding the company of other psychics much more reassuring. Obviously, this attitude and mindset had rubbed off on Atlas. 

While the young man didn't live on the run like his parents, he had still made sure to live his life with the principles his parents had left him in mind. Although he had gotten close to a few rare humans, like the Hoffmans and Elise, he still had a subconscious repulsion towards their kind as a whole.

It seemed that finding out Chrissy's actual nature had flipped a switch in him. He felt an uncontrollable urge to protect her…

… and apparently dominate her sexually.

Holding Chrissy's hips firmly, Atlas thrust as deep as he could inside the girl one last time and let out his load.

When he let go, withdrawing his penis, Chrissy fell forward, twitching, as semen leaked from her slit.

Wow, she's still so pretty defiled like this...

"You don't have to become a prostitute, Chrissy, I'll take good care of your needs…" Atlas whispered into her ear, wrapping her in a hug from behind.

Feeling Atlas' cock against her back the young woman smiled in her sleep, wet again.