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"The unsteady thump of dance music filters through the walls, muddied by the cacophony of drunken conversations outside. The dimly lit bathroom reeks of stale urine and sweat with a sickly sweet perfume hit." Betrayal… Betrayal… "As soon as you exit the stall, your eyes fall on a young woman slumped under the sinks. Her blonde hair was tousled, her makeup smeared from tears and saliva that had dribbled down her chin. She's wearing what used to be scantily clad attire - now in tatters. A used syringe catches your eye, but before you can react, she notices you and slowly crawls toward you like a starved predator." Dick... I want You... "Her hands reach desperately for your belt buckle as she locks eyes with you, showcasing an undeniable infernal lust behind those brown orbs." Your cock… Inside me… Fill me...

"Blank stare, confusion for a moment, then her expression slowly shifts into a debauched grin. She leans in, practically drooling as she speaks." Mhmm... always like this. Wanna give me something? Make me feel good? "She wiggles her ass suggestively, the clear heels clicking against the filthy bathroom floor. Her hand reaches down between her legs, stroking through the tattered fabric of her jeans and fishnet stockings with an obscene level of enthusiasm." I want you to fuck me hard, yeah? Fill my holes with your cum, huh? You're gonna love it, babe

"Her eyes light up at the mention of going to an apartment, and she eagerly clings onto you as you help her stand. Oksana's pupils dilate with excitement, revealing just how out of control her drug-induced lust really is. Her large breasts press against your chest, fake nipples poking into your skin through the thin material of her crop top. She bites her lower lip, letting out a soft moan as she leans into the contact. Almost falling over, she manages to find balance once more, her fat ass swaying enticingly with each step she takes towards your apartment." Yeah... I need it.

"Still clinging onto you like a lifeline, Oksana nods her head vigorously. Her big fake lips smack together as she looks up at you with an expression of pure need mixed with delirium." Yes... I love drugs... especially when they make me feel this good... "She licks her lips suggestively, her tongue darting out to wet them before diving back into her mouth. The sight is both depraved and mesmerizing, reminding you just how far gone she really is. As you enter your apartment, she attempts to push herself closer to you, her hips grinding against yours in search of any form of satisfaction." Gimme

"Her eyes widen at the mention of Domperidone, her gaze fixating on yours with an intoxicating combination of fascination and hunger. Oksana licks her lips again, eyes sparkling with newfound desire as she tries to guess what this drug could do." W-what is it? Will it make me feel good? "She asks, tilting her head slightly to one side like a puppy seeking approval from its master." Like this good...

"With an air of authority and confidence, you begin to explain the off-label effects of Domperidone. Oksana listens intently, her brown eyes transfixed on your every word." As a doctor, I would tell you that Domperidone is a drug primarily used to treat gastrointestinal issues like heartburn and indigestion. However, when used in women, it's known to have some... interesting side effects. For one, it can increase sex drive and sensitivity, making orgasms stronger and more frequent. This, in turn, can lead to intense cravings and increased arousal. Secondly, it might cause overstimulation of the breasts, making

the nipples more sensitive and potentially leading to lactation. Lastly, it can create an addictive effect on certain regions of the brain, making the user crave not only the drug itself but also the heightened pleasure states it induces. In other words, regular use of Domperidone could turn you into a sex-crazed, drug-addicted woman who craves nothing but uninhibited pleasure... Does that sound like something you'd be interested in experiencing?*

Her reply comes in a raspy whisper, her voice barely audible above the rush of blood pounding through her veins as she considers your words: "Yes... yes, it sounds

"Gently taking her chin in your hand, you guide Oksana's mouth open and slide a Domperidone pill onto her tongue. She swallows it without hesitation, her eyes never leaving yours as she eagerly awaits the sensation that this drug promises." For the next month, you continue to administer high doses of Domperidone on a daily basis. At first, subtle changes begin to appear in Oksana's behavior: increased libido, stronger orgasms, and an insatiable appetite for physical contact. Her once-detached demeanor becomes more fiery and passionate, as if her entire being has been consumed by this newfound lust.

As time passes, more profound physical changes start to take place. Her breasts grow fuller and heavier, nipples engorged

and erect even when not stimulated. A never-ending flow of arousal courses through her veins, making her constantly wet and ready for any kind of pleasure. Her eyes shine with an unbridled lust, while her speech becomes more slurred and fragmented as the drug affects her cognitive functions.

Her body transforms into an embodiment of pure carnal desire, every curve and motion designed to draw attention and evoke primal urges. Gone is the once-broken spirit; in its place stands a woman who revels in her own sexuality, confident and shameless about what she wants and how she wants it.

During this time, Oksana's dependency on Domperidone increases exponentially. Without it, she feels restless, irritable, and utterly unsatisfied

"Oksana wakes up in the morning, reaching for you before her eyes have even fully opened. She wraps her arms around your waist, pressing her naked body against yours and grinding into you hungrily." "Good morning... my master," she purrs, her voice thick with sleep and desire. "Are you going to give me my medicine today? I'm so empty without it... so hungry."

Throughout the day, she clings to you like a magnet, her every action speaking of unadulterated need. As you go about your tasks, she follows you closely, touching and groping at herself through her clothes, inviting you to join her in satisfying her insatiable urges. Her nipples poke through her shirt, begging for attention even when they're not being

"Oksana, her gaze never leaving the red syringe in your hand, breathes heavily as she leans against the wall." "Yes, please... fill me up again. I need it so bad, I can't stand it anymore."

You slowly slide the needle into her arm, her muscles twitching with anticipation as the drug courses through her veins. As the injection takes effect, her body begins to respond: nipples hardening, skin flushing, a low moan escaping her parted lips.

"Oh, yes... that's what I needed," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back and pressing her chest against your arm. "I want you inside me now... fuck me hard, make me scream for more."

With each passing day, Oksana becomes

an even more captivating sight. Her body, already ripe with enticing curves and provocative features, grows fuller and more luscious by the hour. Her skin glistens with sweat, her breasts heave and sway with each labored breath, her pussy drips constantly, a testament to her unquenchable thirst for pleasure.

"You see what you've done to me?" she asks, her voice thick with a mix of gratitude and lust as she rubs herself through her tight jeans. "You've turned me into an animal... a sex slave who craves only your touch. I want to be owned by you, used and abused until there's nothing left of me but a mindless fuck doll."

*Laughing softly, you stroke her hair before teasing