Feeder Fetish Phone Sex – Get Fat For Me!

Feeder fetish phone sex I’d ask what brings you here, but I won’t waste time with that, since we both already know what it is. You crave humiliation, and you want to be made into a fatty. Well, that works out great because I love turning dudes into my little feeder fetish piggies!

You’ve never done anything like this before, have you? That’s cool. It’s not like I’m a novice at it or anything. I’ve turned lots of dudes into useless fatties, so I can definitely do it to you.

We’ll have to start you on a menu plan. You’ll be eating five meals a day, plus snacks. Don’t even bother trying to count the calories; you won’t be able to. Just know that the number of them is obscene. That’s all you need to know.

You’ll start noticing the changes in your body within a week. The number you see on the scale will start slowly creeping up, and then your clothes will start getting tighter and tighter until you have to buy new ones that you can fit into. Your body will get wider and flabbier, and any muscles you have will wither away. You’ll turn into a fat, weak, worthless little loser…but I won’t stop there. What would be the fun in that?

I want you to be so fat that you can’t walk, can’t even get out of bed. I want you to be a mouth-breather so that I can laugh at you for that, too. Think of what humiliating bondage you’ll be in–bondage that you can never escape–just by living inside your own body!

It’s going to be HILARIOUS.

Giantess Phone Sex | Shrinking you to a smaller, more managable size.

Sometimes when I am lying in my bed letting my mind run completely wild I think about some of the wildest things. My fantasies can be really intense and out of this world at times. I guess that is why I really dig sci-fi phone sex so much! It really gets me wet and excited thinking about alien coming down to abduct me, but instead of the normal anal probe and what not, they decide that I am a very special and rare specimen! This is when they will then implant me with a few different things to confuse and mix-up my molecular structure! It wouldn’t’ be until later that I would learn of my new sci fi phone sex powers!

It wasn’t until I got involved in a rather steamy phone sex roleplay that it became clear what my new power was! The more aroused my lover made me, the bigger that I grew! It was not long before I would be transformed in a gentle giant! I adored that my lover was now only the size of a dildo to me now! He had always been good at pleasuring me, but it would take a bit more now for such a teensy tiny man to pleasure me during a giantess phone sex roleplay! I could pluck you up off the ground and drop right down in between my massive, jiggly breasts for safe keeping!

Whenever I would feel horny, he would be right there waiting to please me just like the perfect human dildo! It would feel so good using you to please my gigantic body! In this sci fi phone sex roleplay, there is nothing that you can do to escape the grasp of your giant Mistress! The mere thoughts of fulfilling our shrinking fetish together has my panties soaking wet!

Role Play Princess

princess phone sexHey lover boys, your kinky role play princess CHelsea has been a very mischievous girl. The other night I was in our chat room here at Phone Sex Geek, and I met this really kinky guy. He had this awesome fantasy where he would rescue me from this really intimidating gang. By the time he finished describing how he single handily though wit and guile thwarted the bad guys, I was already getting wet.  There’s nothing more I love than a really hot role play, because after he saved me I had to show him how much I appreciated his cleverness. And being away from my kingdom and all, I was a bit short on cash! Hehe, I bet you can guess how I repaid my savior! You know what they say, “Gentlemen never ask and ladies never tell”.

I can’t help myself; I am just bursting with desire and lust. I’m looking forward to becoming your personal phone sex goddess! After all, there’s no one who can create exciting fantasies like me! hehe, well maybe my prince charming can. 😛

Why must your torture yourself, I know you want to give your sweet princess Staci a call and release all that pent up frustration! I quiver in anticipation for I am waiting at the other end of your phone, hungry to please and tease your kinky phone sex fantasies and desires.

Give me a call, already!

Little Sissy Sluts

sissy phone sexHey Silicone lovers, It’s your favorite sissifacation phone sex princess. I can guess what’s on your filthy mind; I bet you’ve been thinking about some sissy phone sex, huh? Well I have been too!

I would love to be the slutty professor’s aide at your school, always wearing the tightest clothing possible to tempt her students into temptation. Could you just imagine me in a tight button down shirt with my breasts looking ready to pop out?   I’d have so much fun making all the boys squirm in their seats; I’m such a tease! Imagine their signs of desperation when I ask you to stay after class; they all think you’re about to score. What they don’t know is that you’re my personal sissy slut! You love to strip down naked for me and put on whatever I hand you; usually frilly panties and short skirts—you know the ones that barley cover up your butt cheeks. And when you’re all dolled up and looking like a proper young lady–oh you’re flushed red already—that’s when the fun starts!

Watching you squirm though our feminization phone sex session is always so exciting! Why don’t you show off those pretty panties for me, unless you want me to tell all your jock friends about our little sessions. You’ve learning quite well how to be a good little crossdressing phone sex slut, such an eager student.

Well what are you waiting for, give Staci a call already. I am so excited to see you in the prefect little sissy outfit I picked out for you; lots of pink and ruffles! But if you’re going to be an uncooperative sissy slut I’ll have to treat you to some forced feminization phone sex.  Give me a call for the sexiest and hottest sissy phone sex with a real life phone sex mistress.

Erotic AsSITHxiation

Lately I’ve been playing a lot of Star Wars: The Old Republic. I’m a ruthless Sith Sorcerer who inflicts pain and suffering wherever she goes. I’ll stop at nothing to reinforce the authority of the Empire and I maintain a force based chauvinism that exalts those who are naturally gifted with force wielding abilities, and degrades those who are not to the role of chattel. Of course the precepts that I adhere to in game aren’t so very different from those that I practice in my day to day life. As a phone sex dominatrix and misandronist I don’t just believe that women are inherently superior to men; it’s a fact that I exemplify daily.

Imagine having an erotic phone sex encounter with me while I’m in my relentless Sith Sorcerer persona. Perhaps I would force choke you until you croaked out my name, begging me to release you from your suffering. You wouldn’t need to wear a posture collar to force you to look into my penetrating and steely gaze. I’d have my vice grip around your neck and my eyes would be the last thing you’d see before losing consciousness. Once you were unconscious who knows what I’d do to you. Perhaps I’d dress you up like a little slave girl and pass you around to my other sadistic Sith comrades. Maybe I’d chain you to the bedpost in my starship. Oh how I would love to take out my lust for blood on your tight and willing ass pussy. Once I come back from slaughtering villages full of innocents, my adrenaline will be high and I’ll be quite impatient. If I were you, I’d make sure I was lubed up in advance and had myself all prepared to be ravaged, otherwise it might not be too pleasant an experience for you. Of course, if you like it rough then by all means remain chained to my bed until I return, wallowing in your own filth. You know I like to see you debased and humiliated, nothing more than a disgusting phone sex slut that I use like a masturbation sleeve.

If these Star Wars themed phone sex antics seem intriguing to you, then rest assured my overactive imagination has countless other scenarios to subject you to. Perhaps you’re a bounty that I’m hunting on my Mercenary. Wouldn’t you love to play a little homicidal hide and seek? It would be extra fun to give you a little head start and make you feel like you’ve escaped me. Then when I finally caught up with you I could catch you by surprise. I wonder what I’d do to you once I secured you? I’ll leave you to fill in the blanks on that one. Of course, don’t count on there being any blanks in my blaster pistols. I assure you that they are both fully loaded and cocked for maximum punishment.

Desire and Memory: An Erotic Journey


the (i)d is the window to the soul.

You have dark secrets. Caves carved behind the paperthin layer of polite humanity that you construct everyday to hide your deviance; your unspeakable lusts. They’re rife with the whispers, fears, dark motivations and expectations that cast a shadow on your everyday interactions and cloud your mind with the memory of unfulfilled desire. After years of maintaining this throng of hidden experience, it starts leaving telltail signs on your countenance. Things that you thought you would be able to hide forever, without a single witness, now start to creep their way out into the open, scarring your every thought with a spiderweb of secrets. The paper shroud of courtesy and properly socialized behavior that is inscribed onto your gestures in public starts to wear thin, revealing the well of loneliness that you hold inside. You’re desperate. You’re frantically searching for some release. Some way to fulfill those errant fantasies. You’ve found it. I’ll stir the dark waters of your passion until your desire to please yourself evaporates, and your desire to please me starts to take hold. A wave of pleasure that will consume your mind and flush all your darkest secrets into the open.

humans are capable of smelling over ten thousand scents simultaneously

Ten thousand voices clamoring in the crowd. Ten thousand hormonal responses. Ten thousand synapses firing. Ten thousand wishes. Yet every one is much like the other. You can’t rise above the clamor to distinguish that one dulcet tone; that one intoxicating scent that calls to you, inviting you to see it out. Clear your mind of distractions and invite me in.
I know what lurks beneath your smooth, smiling, and hygienic exterior. It’s dark and red and dirty. It’s full of un-lived lusts and un-acted atrocities.

knock knock. I’m here.

Perhaps you’ve stumbled across me. Maybe you’re a seasoned phone sex veteran and you’re looking to try something new. Perhaps you’ve finally learned to discern that one hypnotic scent from among the thousands of others clamoring for your attention. Whatever the reason, know that you’ve arrived at your destination. I have only to knock on the fragile walls of your secret mind, and every desire you’ve ever hidden from anyone will echo to me from the dark cave of your consciousness. I’m the ultimate in hypnotic phone sex because I’m able to read those scripted interactions that dictate your responses in polite company. I read them, memorize them, and then strip them away. You’ll beg me to restore you some vestige of your humanity. your dignity. That fragile shell of courtesy and social punctilio that you use to hide the dirty phone sex addictlurking within. Be prepared for erotic nirvana. I’ll let your monsters out, until your own desires have ravaged you haggard and you’re begging me for mercy.

Silly Men on Cam

So I’ve been getting a lot of requests to watch silly little losers on cam, having me watch them turns those soft little dicks into pinpricks. I have to say, humiliation phone sex with a live cam is really fun. I enjoy watching them perform for me; I always come up with the kinkiest tasks for them to do. Hehe!

You know what will be super fun? Shoving a banana up that ass for me on camera like a good little slut so me and my girlfriends can get a good laugh.  That’s right little cam whore, I’m going to be recording our little sessions so me and my girlfriends can laugh at your pathetic ass whenever we want.

Look at that dick nipple, I can’t even tell if you’re hard or not. Oh well, you may as well grease up that raw chicken and start fucking it for me; this is going to be the closest thing to sex you will ever get.  Haha you’re such a good little phone whore; performing for your mistress with her every whim. I can’t stop laughing at how pathetic you are.

Men like you shouldn’t even be called men; you’re only slaves to me. When I tell you to entertain me, I expect to be laughing. Because that’s the only think you’re good for and you know it. Why don’t you give me a call and serve your mistress already! There’s nothing better than small penis humiliation

Listen, I’ve got another call coming in, I maybe you can be next hehe. When it comes to kinky phone sex, look no further than me; I can always use a good laugh.

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A Panty Lover’s Daydream

panty fetish phone sexYou’re always at the laundromat on Thursdays, because that’s when SHE is there.

You’re sitting with your back to the gumball machine, just waiting for her to arrive. She doesn’t know you, in fact, she has never even noticed you. To her, you’re just another pathetic, poorly dressed loser probably waiting for his mom to finish her laundry and take him back to his murky basement hovel. You can smell her before you see her. It’s a singular scent like peppermint, lilacs and something else you can’t quit define, something uniquely her. You strain to catch fragments of the scent as she walks in the door.

You poor sniveling bastard.

You lean forward, eyes slightly closed, and you imagine being drowned in the scent of her. The musky woman smell washes over you like a wall of sound, deafening in its intensity. You can’t think or speak or even move. All you can do is just inhale, and feel your pathetic dick slowly swell in your pants as she comes into view.  You watch the curve of her breast heave as she lifts up her laundry and carries it past you, overwhelming you once again with a torrent of pheromones. You imagine just burying your face in her spandex running pants, inhaling her scent so deeply that it becomes part of you, a prisoner to your twisted phone sex fantasies. You could talk to her, you could reach out and touch her but you don’t. You can’t. You’re immobilized by her intoxicating presence. It’s at this point that your eyes flitter over to her laundry and your breath catches in your throat.

She’s about to wash an entire load of panties.

There are lacy ones, thongs, g-strings, cheeky shorts, black and yellow, pink and orange. You feel your spit pooling in your mouth and move a finger up to the corner of your lip to wipe away a spot of moisture. You can see that some of the panties even have some damp spots on them, some stains where the hot juices of her sex have drenched them. You feel yourself getting harder now and you imagine jumping up, running over to her and grabbing those panties. You imagine taking them home and just rubbing them all over your body, licking at the stains and wet marks, trailing the lace over your cock and your legs. The soft borders of the lingerie would tickle you with their edges, as soft as a woman’s eyelash. You close your eyes and groan softly, trying to rub yourself through your pants without anyone noticing. You visualize what it would be like to rub yourself through HER pants, her silky underthings teasing your balls and assaulting your senses with their enveloping scent. You groan a little louder now and you notice that she has turned around.

You’re in a panic.

Thoughts flicker across your mind like a frenetic slideshow. What will you do? What will you say? You’re surprised when you notice a glint of recognition appear in her eye. She picks up one of her panties and starts striding over to you with it in her hand, balled up into a fist.

What does she do next? What do you do? Care to continue the fantasy?

I know that you little cum eating, panty lovers just love a good session of panty sniffing and humiliation phone sex . With my wicked mind and detailed fantasies, I’ll arrest your senses and immerse you in the cruel and creative universes that I design for your torment (and my pleasure). Expect a session of intensely erotic, and devastatingly devious phone sex when you call Princess Chelsea.

Fucking My Way to A’s

fetish phone sexEven as smart as I am, I’ve never been what you’d call an ideal student; I cheated, made others do my homework, and slept my way through life. I suppose I haven’t changed that much *giggles* I’ve been thinking about some really hot and dirty phone sex.  I recently had a call where I was a naughty schoolgirl who used her charms to seduce her college professor to pass her class. Well, after that call I couldn’t help but notice how wet and hot my pussy was; I was really turned on. I couldn’t help but think back on all my years I spent dreaming about fucking my teachers, I could have graduated with high honors!

I’m really in the mood for some teacher-student roleplay phone sex. I can just imagine straddling you at your desk and riding that cock like a stallion. I’d show you how much of a whore I truly am! Hehe I bet you’d just love for me to be kneeling underneath your desk sucking your dick in the middle of a lecture. You’d have to try to hard not to moan out as you cum all over my face and tits.

What’s life without risk I say, we should make things interesting and have some fetish phone sex.  I could jump you while you go to the restroom as school and lock you in a stall with me. Knowing at any moment someone could walk into the room and hear us fucking.  *giggles* You’d lose your job if they caught us! I’d ride that cock of yours five times a day if I could. I’d tell all my friends that I was fucking you too so every time they saw you, they’d know that I was your little whore. You know, I bet your wife wonders why you come home every night smelling like my tight pussy. I think I have her phone number somewhere around here…

So teach, if you don’t want me to spill the beans, you should really give me an A in your class. Hehe

Well, what are you waiting for; give Staci a call for some taboo phone sex.

Exhibitionism? More like Exhi-BITCH-ionism.

I’ll admit it! I watch a lot of porn. Some of it is for my research into all those kinky fetishes that you guys are into, and some of it is for pleasure! As a Female Supremacist and a phone sex dominatrix, I’m constantly challenged to find porn that actually empowers the women involved instead of degrading them or objectifying them. Recently, I’ve been enjoying some fine pornographic selections from the CFNM genre. If you haven’t heard of CFNM, it’s short for “Clothed Female; Naked Male.” CFNM porn employs clothing as a symbol of power, where the clothed partner is not physically vulnerable and is not able to be objectified. After all, women are objectified a lot in porn.The exposed male body in CFNM reverses the power relationship between men and women by objectifying the male body and depicting the man as more sexually vulnerable; but what makes CFNM porn truly unique is that this role reversal is more of a subversive act instead of an explicit one.

A lot of femdom porn portrays men in a subservient posture but it so so in more extreme and explicit ways. CFNM porn appeals to the man who hasn’t openly acknowledged that women are inherently superior, even though he wants to. Maybe societal conventions are getting in his way. Maybe he doesn’t want to feel emasculated because he feels that maintaining his “masculinity” is more valuable to him socially or economically. Whatever the reason, this closeted sub can turn to a genre like CFNM to get his fix. CFNM encompasses a wide range of themes and fetishes and isn’t a discreet genre like foot, or body worship porn is. It can contain anything from a schoolteacher/student scenario where the student disrobes for corporal punishment to a police officer/suspect scenario where a male exhibitionist is arrested by a female cop. The possibilities are endless!

If you think you’d like to begin your journey into the world of femdom and extreme submission, CFNM is a great place to start! When you call me for some CFNM phone sex, the sky is the limit! Perhaps I invite you over to my house for drinks, slowly undress you and then have my way with you while denying you access to my voluptuous body. Oh how I would love to see you getting harder and harder while I slowly ran my hands down my fully clothed body, teasing you with my perky tits and tight ass. I’d edge you closer to orgasm only to deny you at the last minute, watching your spent body wither in frustration.

If you’ve never experienced some CFNM phone sex then you’re unable to know just how humiliating being exposed and objectified can be. Without the presence of another naked body to focus on, you become acutely aware of your own. Your fixation on your own form, and how it responds to the touch of another person, is integral to the domination aspect of CFNM. After all, you can’t compare your body to mine, since you haven’t seen it! All you can do is retain the “idea” of my body as an abstract concept and compare it to the ugly reality of your own exposed form. Your ugly wrinkled dick, flabby ass, saggy balls, and flat chest certainly aren’t very sexy to look at. They’re not nearly as aesthetically pleasing as those coy curves that you see peeking out from the top of my sweater and the bottom of my skirt. I’ll try to stifle a few laughs as I see your sad small dick getting aroused while I’m bending over caressing my round and supple ass. Sound titillating to you? Pick up the phone and call me for some CFNM phone sex!