Exploring the mind

Freya enjoyed exploring her body. From her toes to her head…and then inside it. Her cock grew
hard every time she slid her fingers along her forehead, opening her skullcap with her magical
touch. No blood was spilled as she pried her skull from her brain, savoring the feeling of the cool
air on her brain. She sat in front of a mirror in her bedroom, tenderly watching her pink organ
flex and pulse inside her skull. Her fingers ran along the ridges of her brain, feeling the deep
crevasses and crannys. They dug slowly into the warm, pink flesh and she shivered.

“...Ah…”

Was all she said, a soft chill running up her trembling spine. Her cock twitched, but she didn’t
dare touch it. Instead, she ran her fingers down her brain and slowly dug them in. She twisted,
feeling the soft pulp smush beneath her fingers. Her tongue hung from her mouth as she
mewled with pleasure.

Freya rubbed her feet together, wiggling her toes in pleasure as her cock throbbed. She slowly,
ever so slowly pulled at her brain, feeling it snap from her body as she lifted it up and out of her
head. She placed it on the floor in front of her, watching it pulse. She couldn’t feel it but she felt
what it did to her. Her feet began to glide over her brain, a low moan escaping her.

“Holllyy fffuhuuuck…”

She moaned as she leaned back, watching her toes gently press into her brain, worming their
way into the warm organ and creating a small hole. Her cock twitched, throbbed, and a warm
spurt of pre-cum erupted from the tip. It dribbled down the side of her untouched womanhood.
She dug her toes deeper into her brain, feeling it pulse around her like a heated cunt. It
squeezed her foot, causing her to twitch and jolt. Freys threw her head back in a lavish cry of
pleasure as her brain started to pop beneath her heel.

Drool began to drip from her chin, she could feel herself getting lost. Freya tried to talk but could
barely make a comprehensible sentence. It all came out as mush. She didn’t know what two
plus two was, let alone what numbers themselves were. She was an idiot, all because she was
ruining her own brain.

But she didn’t care, she wanted more. It felt so disgustingly good. Her heel dug into her brain,
hearing it “pop” under the pressure. Brain matter spattered over the floor in thick, wet chunks. It
erupted into two, and then she slowly wavered to her feet. She could barely stand, but was so
close to cumming. It was now all she knew. She didn’t know her name, didn’t know where she
was, but she knew the warm, gooey organ made her body feel good. She stepped on it again,
and again, and again, until it became a shapeless pulp. Bits of her brain were caught between
her toes, and finally she began to cum.
“Ah, aHH!!”

She cried out, stumbling on her feet, almost slipping on her brain as she did. Her cock erupted,
cum shooting from the tip until it flooded the floor and covered what remained of her mind.
Freya settled back down onto the floor, chest heaving as she panted, a tilted smile on her face.
Her toes played in the mixture of brain matter and cum.

And Freya was happy.