Pink Paradise

"You sick... perverted... crazy... nnngh! I can barely move with these huge... ugh!"

Minty kept cursing to herself through gritted teeth, a deep blush ever present on her cheeks as she stomped her way into the next chamber. Her sensitive curves jiggled with every step, and a few strides were enough to set off a tingle between her thighs. Only her anger and disgust could keep her unwanted arousal in check, though it was trading one torture for another. The less she had to think about her body, the better.

The worst part was how "natural" it all felt. Her enormous chest should have been breaking her spine, but she could support them just fine. The ridiculous heels should have sent her crashing to the floor, but her legs moved like she was born to walk in them, neatly placing one foot in front of the other on a near-perfect line and making her generous thighs brush rub against each other. The motions made her entire body sway enticingly, particularly her hips, putting on a show and teasing her oversensitive parts non-stop. She hated every moment of it, but as soon as she tried a more subtle gait, the heels made her stumble around and threatened to break her ankles.

Thus, she waltzed through the doorway with all the grace of a stripper marching onstage to do a dance. The moment she did, the door slid shut behind her, and the lights turned on, revealing another chamber bathed in pink. It was decorated much like the "salon" she left behind, but had a more complicated design, looking a bit like a "reception area" of sorts. There was an unoccupied desk opposite the door, couches and chairs with pink cushions lining the walls next to it. A pair of locked doors were on the walls to either side, the one on the right with an "EXIT" sign above it, and a console with a large screen stood at the center of the room. Minty looked at it oddly and stepped closer to examine it. The device reminded her of the touchscreens one could see in museums that gave information to tourists.

"Thank you for taking part in the Pink Paradise Deluxe Beautification Session," the feminine voice chirped from the speakers hidden throughout the room. "Before you leave, please take a quick survey to show how satisfied you are with our products."

The touchscreen lit up, showing a bright pink interface with curvy letters on it. Minty ignored it at first, her anger flaring once more the moment the voice reached her ears.

"Satisfied?! I demand to speak to whoever is in charge!" she shouted and stomped her foot. The jiggling it set off and the sound of her own girly voice made her blush a bit deeper. "In person! No more announcers! Come out and face me, you bastards!"

There was no response. Figures. What the hay did I expect? she thought. Shaking her head in frustration, she walked over to the console to take a closer look. The company name stood on it proudly in bright pink, glittery letters. If she thought it was nauseating before, it now made her furious. She tapped her fingers on it impatiently, only to wince when her new nails gave a sharp clack on the glass. She balled her hand into a fist to hide them, and eventually moved it behind her back altogether.

The screen went blank for a few moments and returned with an even more colorful array of letters. The title read "Pink Paradise Session Satisfaction Survey", and underneath was what she could best describe as a screen from a mindless game show quiz.

"Question #1: Are you happy?"

Underneath the question were more flashy objects, one of which was a huge button labeled "YES". It was shaped like a bright green emerald, and the curvy letters were coated in pink glitter. It practically begged her to press it. Not so much the other button, which was less than a third of its companion's size, and was just a bland grey box with "No" written on it.

"We respect our clients' intelligence..." The voice placed an odd emphasis on that word. "So to keep things as simple as possible, the survey is made up of easy 'yes or no' questions. Good luck!"

"Really?" Minty looked up from the console. She did not shout this time, which made the airheaded voice a bit easier to live with. "You mess up my body, and now you want me to do a quiz?" Without hesitating, she rapped her fist on the "No" button and glared at the screen. While she waited for a response, she reached down and fumbled with the straps on her platform shoes, trying to remove them. The moment her fingers reached the straps, another sharp buzz came from the speakers.

"Removal of any accessories will be considered as damage to the Deluxe Package," the voice said flatly. "All clothing will be taken away as a penalty."

"Uuuugh!" Minty stomped with her foot in anger, setting off another jiggle in her curves. She muttered curses and looked back down at the console. A large sad face appeared on the screen, and the machine gave a low hum, making it sound like it was disappointed in her. Moments later, the screen cleared, and the next question popped:

"Did you enjoy the makeover?"

Minty rolled her eyes and reflexively pressed "No" again, earning herself another sad face and a hum of disappointment. The questions that came afterward were insultingly simple, some of them outright childish.

"Do you like giggling?

Do you like smiling?

Are girly things fun?"

"Is this a fucking joke?" she muttered. With each question, she slammed "No" more and more forcefully, while her other hand kept rubbing her forehead and her eyes. There was an odd vibration in the screen the whole time she did the quiz. It was too faint to make out any specific shape or pattern, yet somehow it made the image incredibly tiring to look at. The longer she tried to focus on the questions, the more they frustrated and angered her. Toward the end, she was compelled to just give the "wrong" answers and get it over with, especially considering the kind of questions that came her way.

"Do you like letting stallions dominate you?"

"Do you like being a plaything for males?"

"Do mares belong on their knees?"

"Do you love sucking and worshiping big, juicy cocks?"

With each one, the "YES" button got more and more glittery and cheerful, at one point changing into a huge pink heart. Minty ground her teeth together. "You are fucking joking," she growled. Her fist kept slamming "No", and the frowny face on the screen got more and more depressed. Finally, after a dozen or so of the really offensive questions, the screen went blank, and Minty stepped back, trembling with rage. "Frown all you want. You can take your stupid quiz and shove it!"

Moments later, a "sad trombone" sound effect played from the speakers, and the sad face popped up on the screen again.

"We are terribly sorry," the female voice joined in, "but your survey clearly shows that you are unsatisfied with our session. Pink Paradise takes full responsibility for not giving you the pleasant experience we promised."

Minty gave a triumphant smile. "You're damn right it wasn't pleasant!" she said. "And it's about to get very unpleasant for all of you!" Her smile faded, however, when she noticed the exit sign flash red, and a sharp click rang out from the door.

"Our salon insists that our customers leave satisfied," the voice said. "The exit will have to remain locked for now. Please head through the door on your left for a complimentary Happiness Seminar, guaranteed to put a smile on your face for the rest of your life."

The chipper tone was just too much. Minty shrieked in anger and raised her fist. "I'll give you a smile you f— Oww!" She stumbled away from the console, cradling her hand after trying to punch the screen, which turned out to be rather massive and unyielding.

While she was busy massaging her aching fingers, additional lights turned on in the room. As if they were guiding an imbecile, a large pink arrow labeled "THIS WAY" lit up on the wall, pointing to the door on the left. Minty shook her head and trudged over to it, groaning from another dose of swaying hips and jiggling. Her cheeks flushed when she felt another tingle between her thighs, and she squeezed her aching hand, using the pain to stay in control.

Like before, the moment she stepped through the doorway, it slid shut immediately, followed by the clicking of the locks. She found herself in a small, dimly-lit room with a chair in the middle. Compared to the other chambers, this one was almost claustrophobic. Her legs shuffled uncomfortably as she looked around. The walls seemed unusually bare, not even sporting any girly decorations. She sighed and turned her attention to the chair instead. Unlike the salon chair from before, this one was more like an armchair, sporting thick cushions and plenty of room to just lean back and relax, while bulky devices were attached to its sides. She could not see what they contained, but they looked all too familiar either way.

"Oh no," Minty said, shaking her head. "No! Forget it. I'm not doing this again!" She lit her horn and turned back to the door, grunting from the effort as she tried to pry it open with her magic. "Let me out! I'm sick of these damn games!" In a fit of rage, she stepped back and aimed a powerful kick at the door. It did not even budge, while the force of the blow sent the mare stumbling back. She lost her balance from the weight of all the extra padding and gave a sharp yelp, landing on her bubbly backside.

The devices in the room did not react to the outbursts, and the door just remained firmly shut. After a few minutes, the voice came on to give a calm reminder.

"Please, take a seat," it said joyfully. "The show is about to begin."

A soft whirring came from the walls, and a panel pulled away to reveal a white screen, not unlike the ones at the cinemas. The chair was facing toward the screen, and it seemed to be at the perfect angle to let someone sit back and watch the screen comfortably. Minty huffed in frustration and ignored the setup, instead looking around the room for any other way out.

Are they insane? she thought. This room is a metal box! What if the door breaks and someone gets stuck in here?

Finding nothing, she sighed and tried to get comfortable on her impromptu squishy seat. After a bit of fidgeting, she turned toward the screen, though she kept a wary eye on the chair and shuffled closer to the exit, just in case. A few more minutes passed in silence, and the voice came on again.

"Please take a seat," it said. "The show is about to begin. If you miss it, don't worry. We'll play it again after restarting the beautification session."

Another panel opened on the wall behind Minty, and the light of the projector appeared on the screen. It had a slight flicker to it, having the same effect as the quiz before: the longer Minty stared at it, the more irritating it got, compelling her to find a way out, whatever it might be. At the same moment, a dull purple light came on above the chair, making it look friendly and inviting.

"Not doing it..." Minty muttered to herself. "No way." She looked away from the screen in protest, although the part about 'restarting the beautification session' made her fidget uncomfortably. She did not trust the chair one bit, no matter how inviting it looked, but the flickering on the screen was making her head hurt, and she had to actively fight the urge to just play along and put an end to it.

The room was still waiting for her to act. After a minute or so, the flickering on the screen was joined by a faint buzzing over the speakers, having the same irritating effect through the mare's ears. Meanwhile, the chair lit up even brighter, continuing to act as a "beacon of hope". Minty put her hands over her ears in a vain attempt to block out the noise. She gritted her teeth as it seemed to drill into her skull, infecting it with bad thoughts and urges that she could barely resist now.

There's no way some stupid movie can hurt me, right?

"Ugh!" Minty shook her head. "Fine! That's it! You win!" She let go of her head and stood up, letting out a groan from the jiggling it set off in her curves. "I'll sit in that damn thing. Just... stop the damn noise already! It's driving me crazy!"

She trudged in front of the odd chair, still rather hesitant, but one last glance at the screen was enough to give the final push. She bit her lip, turned around, and carefully aimed her expansive rear at the seat, lowering herself slowly. Her eyes widened as her plush flank all but melted into the chair, and she quickly lowered the rest of herself, her back, limbs, and head sinking into their respective cushions. A soft moan came out of her, and she blushed, cursing at her sensitive body.

At first, the chair did nothing except adjust itself slightly, tilting back and forth until it found the right angle, allowing Minty to relax while the screen filled her vision. The seat hugged her new curves gently, much like the salon chair before, which made her a bit nervous. A low hum started in the base of the chair, and the cushions vibrated softly, massaging her back and helping remove her tension.

"Welcome to the Deluxe Session Happiness Seminar!" the voice said happily. "We hope you enjoy your stay."

The exhausted mare huffed and closed her eyes. Okay, maybe this is just some ridiculous pop-psychology thing, she thought. I'll watch some dumb video, cheat on that test, and get the hell out of here so I can sue these bastards into the ground. Her hands clenched into fists for a moment, but her anger quickly faded as she sank further into the chair. When combined, the odd hum of the device and the flickering on the screen felt oddly soothing. And as much as she hated it, even the extra padding in her body helped make the seat more comfortable.

The device waited for her to relax, at which point a set of restraints popped out, pinning her down along her arms and legs. Minty gave a frustrated groan, her limbs squirming instinctively. "Great..." she muttered. "What the hell did I expect?"

She did not bother to fight this time, content to just wait it out and hope for the best. The restraints had comfortable padding and held on gently, with just enough pressure so she could not move from the chair. If she did not focus on them, she barely noticed their presence at all.

After a short pause, the chair whirred to life, and Minty shuddered a bit as something thick and padded slid over her ears. She realized they were headphones when they gave a small pop, followed by faint static. A transparent plastic visor came next, locking into place over her eyes. On the screen, an image of a humble apartment's living room faded in. Looking closely, she found that the visor added 3D effects to the image as the camera panned around the room. A familiar smooth jazz tune started up in the headphones, reminding her of the one she heard in the lobby. From time to time, it played around with some stereo effects, panning from left to right. She hummed, feeling a pleasant resonance in her skull from the music.

Well, let's just get this stupid thing over with, she thought. At least the 3D effects are kinda cool, and the chair is pretty comfy.

The chair vibrated softly, massaging her back and making it tingle in a pleasant way, and after a minute or so, the image on the screen finally settled on a living character. A stallion with white coat and dark brown mane sat on the edge of his bed, only wearing a pair of tight boxers. He had a handsome face, and his body was finely sculpted. Large, but not too bulky, nor too slim. His eyes were radiant and soothing to look at, and when he smiled, Minty felt an urge to do the same.

There was a knock on the door, and it took the mare a moment to realize it was part of the film. The stallion looked up and slowly got to his feet. As he did, the camera moved along his body to give a good look at him from every angle. For a moment, minty caught a glimpse of a rather impressive bulge on his underwear. Minty felt a faint tingle between her legs, especially when she thought of how his tool probably was not even erect yet.

"Oh boy..." The mare sighed and shook her head, chuckling. "A porno? And here I was expecting something of actual substance..."

Her mocking fell on deaf ears, and the camera kept focusing on the stallion as he walked up to the front door. A faint pattern emerged on the visor, almost impossible to notice, swirling and sliding in front of Minty's eyes. She blinked repeatedly, and when it did not go away, she tried looking away. A strong sense of vertigo hit her, and she closed her eyes, but the sensation got worse. Groaning, she opened her eyes again and focused on the screen, upon which the unpleasant feeling went away.

"What the hay?" she muttered. The moment she tried to ignore the screen again, the vertigo came back. Sighing, she squirmed a bit in the seat and kept watching.

The stallion opened the front door and smiled widely. "Hello there," he said. Minty's ears twitched from his deep, gentle voice. Stepping aside, he gave way to his visitor: a busty, curvy mare with incredibly slutty makeup and attire. She looked like someone who had just gone through the same kind of "salon session" as Minty, except instead of a look of frustration, her face showed vapid bliss. Minty stared in confusion, noticing a few similarities between the mare and herself, but she shook her head and quickly banished those thoughts.

Oh great, is this how they do it these days? Not the mare calling for a plumber, but a guy calling 'room service' or something?

Minty rolled her eyes and kept watching. A faint whispering started in her headphones as the mare and stallion on the screen conversed. The noises were too quiet to make out, and they often got drowned out by the dialogue, despite how extremely bland it was. The mare spoke of being "lonely" and "depressed" and "not having enough fun", while the stallion just smiled and nodded, occasionally saying a few words to comfort her. The whole time, they kept eyeing each others' privates.

For Celestia's sake, just bend her over the couch already. Since looking bored out of her mind did not earn her any "punishment", Minty put every effort into doing so. I don't have all day. Get on with it!

The porno kept going at a calm pace, not making any effort to be any less cheesy and low-budget, though even Minty had to admit that the actors were definitely not cheap, at least in terms of looks. Eventually, the mare was easily won over by the stallion's kind words, and they shared a passionate kiss, with the stallion's hands already working on pulling her clothes off.

As they embraced each other, the whispering in Minty's ears got slightly louder. It was still too quiet to understand, but she noticed how droning it sounded, seeming to repeat the same set of lines over and over again. Meanwhile, the chair's cushions shifted around, still massaging her back, while new portions pressed up against the back of her head, neck, and several points along her spine. They vibrated and kneaded her softly, seeming to follow the rhythm of the embrace on the screen.

Minty tensed up a little, giving a low groan. An odd buzz began to spread from where the chair massaged her, making her limbs relax, while her head felt a little fuzzy and numb. Another, more lewd groan came out, and her cheeks flushed as she felt herself getting more sensitive, every pleasant sensation on her body growing stronger.

The mare in porn flick eventually broke the kiss and leaned back, giving the stallion a slutty look. She turned around and bent over the couch, turning her head back and blowing him a kiss as an invitation. Grinning, he obliged and pulled down his boxers, revealing a massive erection between his muscular thighs. He stepped up behind the mare and placed his hands on her hips, while his tip rubbed against her already moist slit.

At the same moment, Minty gasped when she felt something warm and moist press against her own crotch. It touched her just barely, as if to tease her, but even this brief caress was enough to set off a wave intense pleasure in her body.

"A-Ahhhh!" She instinctively began to struggle in the chair, but the bonds held her tight. "Ohhh, I should have known... y-you bastards!" Her blush got deeper as a small part of her mind longed for the stimulation, and she quickly tried to bury the urge with her anger at being tricked again.

The stallion on screen slowly pushed his cock into the mare's slit, who moaned lustfully in response. Minty could faintly feel the headphones push tiny probes into her ears, which sent the sounds of the movie – not to mention the whispering – even deeper into her skull. Meanwhile, the image of the busty mare herself blurred somewhat, making it harder to distinguish her features.

But Minty could not focus on any of this. She tensed up and moaned again as the moist shaft between her legs kept poking at her slit, teasing her in perfect sync with the events on the screen. At one point, it almost pushed its tip into her folds, only to pull back again, as though it could sense her arousal and know exactly how to keep her just on the edge, but still out of reach.

As the massage on her back kept up the buzz in her head, the voices grew a bit louder again. From time to time, she could even make out what they were saying. Most of it was rather monotonous, telling her to just relax and enjoy the scene. A few lines suggested that the stallion looks incredibly handsome and attractive, and the camera focused on him at that exact moment.

Unable to look away, Minty stared at his face, the words resonating in her mind and blocking everything else out. A throb between her legs made her let out another moan. Well, he is pretty handsome, I guess, but why—

As if reacting to her thoughts, the shaft at her nethers pushed in a little deeper. Minty's eyes widened, and she shuddered all over, giving a lewd moan. "Wh-what the...? That was..." She bit her lip and shook her head weakly, eyes still unable to tear away from the screen. "Nnngh..."

No! What are they doing to me? I can't just... Well, maybe a quick release wouldn't hurt, but— No! Her hands gripped the chair firmly, and she did her best to ignore every sensation, especially the warm throbbing between her thighs. I'll wait it out. Just sit still, breathe, and... wait it out...

The machines reacted the moment they sensed her resolve faltering. Even as Minty tried to fight back a split second later, the chair rewarded her for the tiny period of acceptance. The massage on her sensitive spots intensified, while the shaft pushed a few inches into her folds. She could feel her inner walls embrace it snugly, as though they were perfectly molded to cradle a cock. A strong wave of pleasure was set off in her pussy, which was then amplified by the rubbing on her spine. The wave rode up her back, straight into her head, setting off fireworks in her brain.

"O-Ohhhh... mmmm..." Minty's moans got more and more lewd, and she felt a strong warmth building inside her. The pleasure was beyond any she had felt before, or even thought possible. Her cheeks burned brightly as her insides twitched around the intruder, hugging it tightly.

While the shaft kept toying with her, the voices dug a little deeper. "That mare looks so happy," they droned in her ears. "Wouldn't you like to be happy?" The camera showed the mare again. Her features were completely blurry now, though some of them still looked rather familiar to Minty. The haze in her head made it hard to think, but she could clearly recall a seeing a similar image in a mirror earlier that day.

No... wait... no I didn't... or did I?

"Wouldn't it be wonderful?" the voices asked in a warm, gentle tone. "Being so happy and free and loved? Feeling such pleasure all the time?" With the images and sounds all around, it would have been the perfect setup to play out a sexual fantasy, but the camera angle and the details of the mare were slightly off. Other than that, Minty moaned loudly as she felt the shaft push back and forth in her, matching the rhythm of the stallion in the porn flick thrusting into his companion.

"H-Happy..." Minty mouthed breathlessly. She could hear his amazing voice, feel his loving caress, and even smell his seductive musk. All of it was incredibly tempting. She does look happy... and the guy looks amazing. I bet his cock would feel so good if he'd just bend me over and—

She groaned and tried to shake her head. No! No, I can't! This is sick! I need to... get out... and not feel... happy...

"So happy. So relaxed. Such great pleasure..." The voices droned on and on, matching the rhythm of the thrusts into her pussy. Her lewd groan was rewarded by an intense feeling of joy in her brain, rising up from the buzzing in her spine. The mare on the screen moaned at the same time as Minty did, and even their voices seemed to match. The stallion grinned in response and cooed to her, his voice warm and soothing, while his words felt like the droning in Minty's ears. Her thoughts were slowly drowned out, the words dragging her attention back each time she tried to block it out.

On the screen, another stallion joined the lovemaking pair. His body was just as perfect as the first one, only his colors and some facial features were different. He walked up in front of the mare and stroked her head lovingly, while his other hand aimed his equally massive cock at her face. She moaned and obediently opened her mouth, tongue sticking out to lap at the tip.

"She is so happy," the voices said again. "So happy and free. She feels so good." The stallion pushed his hips forward, pressing his cock against the mare's plump lips, which were just like Minty's own: thick and wet, made for sucking. At the same moment, she felt something warm and hard press against her own lips as well. She groaned as its heavenly musk tickled her nostrils, every breath making her head feel light. "Don't you want to be happy... just like she is? Don't you want to be like her?"

"Happy..." Minty moaned. "S-so good..." The other shaft kept thrusting into her, creating a powerful, rhythmic up and down for her body to keep up with. She rode on a tidal wave of pleasure, the stallion's wonderful scent and lovely body only enhancing the experience, while the voices reassured her that everything was alright.

Be happy and feel good... just like her?

Minty's plump lips opened up instinctively, and the shaft obliged and slipped in, just as the second stallion on the screen pushed his cock into the mare's mouth. She gave a muffled moan in response and suckled happily, her face showing pure bliss as the stallion's hips started thrusting gently.

"You want to be happy," the voices chanted softly. "You want to be just like her." There was a short pause, and they went on in a cryptic tone. "Is that you?"

The features of the mare blurred even more, while the ones that still stood out became all the more familiar. The camera moved closer, as though Minty were standing right next to the trio. "Are you this sweet, happy, beautiful mare?" the voices purred in her ears. "Do you want this pleasure?"

The stallions groaned and kept thrusting, their shafts coated with the mare's fluids. Every move they make was mirrored by the shafts in Minty's orifices. She felt something warm trickle out of them, tasting both sweet and a bit salty, while its musk was even more powerful than the one radiating off the shafts. On the screen, the stallion at the mare's mouth groped her breasts, while the other gave her rear a few playful spanks. Minty yelped and arced her back, feeling the same actions on her own breasts and ass. It further drowned her in pleasure, while the voices dug deeper and deeper into her mind.

Do I want to be her? She gave a muffled groan, barely resisting at this point. Her tongue played around with the fake shaft pumping in her mouth, while her pussy clenched around the other. Is that me?

Minty eyes closed for a moment as she tried to think, but it got harder and harder to do so. There was a mare on the screen pleasuring two beautiful stallions, and she felt herself doing the same exact thing, letting them toy with her body while she tasted their lovely fluids. Another moan came out, and she suckled eagerly, breathing hard as the warmth inside her grew.

I... want it. Yes, I want it! Yes!

As though the machine could read her thoughts, it rewarded her with another intense wave of pleasure, both physical and mental. The latter came as a surge from her spine, setting off bright rainbows and explosions of color in her mind. She groaned deeply, feeling like she had just answered a really important question, and the whole world was proud of her.

"Could you be her?" the voices asked. "Do you think that's you over there?" They sounded like they were coming from the bottom of her own mind now, and while they were gentle, the power behind them felt immense. Her own thoughts did not even dare resist them, instead reshaping themselves with every word. "Are you this sweet, ditzy, horny little slut? Do you want to be a cute slut who can be fucked by such handsome stallions all day?"

"Mmmmph!" The mare's eyes rolled back for a moment, the constant, intense stimulation and the voices turning her mind into warm goo. It sloshed around in her skull for a while before gradually becoming solid again, but in a different shape, the words feeling like hands that sculpted it expertly.

On the screen, a third stallion joined in. Minty could feel their firm, warm bodies brush up against her, though her perspective was still from the outside. The males at the lower half of the busty mare shifted slightly, allowing the newcomer to settle in and aim his large cock at the mare's rear hole. Minty gave a lewd moan as a third shaft pressed against her own rear at the same moment. Her ass clenched in response, and fresh waves of intense pleasure rushed through her, just as the voices purred deep into her skull.

"Are you a sweet, lovable, giggly, adorable bimbo, Minty?"

"Mmmm..." She giggled a bit and suckled even harder on the faux cock, inviting it further into her mouth. The word "bimbo" made her feel tingly all over, and she could not help but smile. Well yeah, I'm pretty sweet... and lovable... and I feel like giggling too! Bit by bit, the look of vapid bliss settled on her face, while her mind was filled with the craving for the heavenly stallions' cocks. I... I'm... I'm a...

Sensing how her mind was close to full submission, the machine gave the final push. The image wavered for a moment, and Minty's perspective shifted over to the mare's, just in time to feel all three stallions thrust hard into her holes. In fact, as the voices were quick to explain to her, it was her perspective all along.

"Yes... yes!" they chanted. The words echoed in her mind. She could not even tell if it was the stallions, or some other source. She did not really care either. "This is good. You are happy. Give in to the pleasure. Accept it. You are a cute, horny, airheaded bimbo. You love this. You love worshiping hard cocks and letting stallions rut you all day long."

"Mmmmph!" Minty's eyelids fluttered gently, and she gave a long, low groan. Her pleasure seemed to intensify without bounds, while a "weight" in her mind seemed to lift with every moment the voices spoke to her. Her head felt light, as though she were a bit dizzy, and she waited for it to pass, but the sensation lingered on, making her giggle.

"You want to be a really good bimbo. You have to take it easy. Thinking is so hard. Thinking isn't fun."

Minty tried to mouth the words in response, forgetting about the shaft in her mouth. Another giggle bubbled up from her, and instead she suckled on it more eagerly. Her heart raced, and she felt immense joy, agreeing with every word.

"Stallions are strong. They are smart. You love them so much, don't you? They can do the thinking. You just want them to be happy. You want to be a sweet, giggly bimbo they can love. You want to let them fuck you and use you. You want to suck their cocks and please them with your body. That's what you're best at. You don't need to think. Thinking is so hard..."

Hours seemed to pass as the words dug into every inch of who she was. Minty giggled again, feeling a slight numbness settle on her mind, making her thoughts sluggish. She did not become mindless, but a lot of "baggage" was removed to make room for other things. Long and hard words and numbers became boring, while other "long and hard" things made her giggly and horny. Thinking about complicated stuff made her head hurt and was no fun, but thinking of ways to use her boobies brought a smile to her face.

"You can let go. No need to ever be shy again. You just want to be happy. A cute, ditzy, happy bimbo. You want to sound and look so happy and ditzy and horny all the time. You want everyone to be happy. Any hunk who needs it, you'll make them happy. Any mare who looks all frowny and fussy, you'll help them too. Deep down, they're all happy bimbos like you are."

The mare could no longer listen to the voices, though they molded her all the same. She was too busy pleasuring her "stallions", suckling on their shafts and squeezing them with her holes. They grunted repeatedly, their cocks pulsing and throbbing as the loads inside them were about to burst forth. In response, they started thrusting into her deeper and harder, and her inner walls screamed with pleasure, snugly embracing the shafts as they moved back and forth.

"You'll want all your friends to be happy. Every mare wants to be happy. They all want to be bimbos. If you see someone who's unhappy, just tell them to visit Pink Paradise."

Moments later, the shafts bottomed out in Minty's holes, throbbing as they pumped their thick loads into her. Wave after wave of sweet, musky, hot fluid poured inside her, making her feel stuffed to the brim. Minty groaned, her eyes rolling back, and her whole body tensed up, shuddering and jerking as she got pushed into a mind-numbing orgasm. Her insides clamped down on the cocks, and she suckled instinctively, milking them for every drop.

Once the last of the fluids trickled out, the visor and the headset turned off, and the arms pulled back into the chair, taking their toys with them. The low hum of the mechanism slowly died down, and the restraints let go as the chair tilted upright.

"Thank you for attending the Deluxe Beautification Session Happiness Seminar," the female voice chirped from above. "Please return to the lobby." The door of the chamber opened, and bright pink arrows lit up to show Minty the way out.

"Nnnngh..." The mare breathed deeply, limbs shuffling weakly as she was still trying to recover from the release. Eventually, she pushed herself up from the chair, looking around in confusion. The memory of her intense ordeal was fresh in her mind, but now everything felt numb and empty.

Was it... all just a dream, or...?

She blinked, noticing a pink glow in the corner of her vision, and turned around to stare at the pink arrows. A smile tugged on her lips. "Ohhh, I get it!" Letting out a small giggle, she followed the lights swiftly and left the room. Her hips swayed, and her curves jiggled with every step, but her happy expression did not change at all. The door slid shut behind her, and she found herself in the underground lobby once more.

"After the seminar, we would like to re-evaluate our clients," the voice said happily. "Please take the survey once again."

Minty giggled again. "Like, okay, miss Voice Lady!" The touchscreen lit up, flashing brightly to catch her attention, though it still took her a few seconds to notice. "Oooh, found it!" She clapped and gave a triumphant squee before hopping over to the console, moaning as her huge breasts jiggled and bounced.

The device put her through the same "quiz" as before, though this time there was no vibration in the screen to hurt her eyes. Minty grinned from ear to ear as she looked at the images. "Tee-hee, shiny!" She read the first question, feeling grateful that it was so short and simple.

"Hmm... am I happy?" She giggled, no longer hiding her new high-pitched airhead voice. "Like, of course I'm happy, silly!" Her finger pressed the huge "YES" button, and a large smiley face appeared on the screen. "Omigosh, I got it right!" She clapped and squealed joyfully. "I'm, like, so smart! Next one!"

Her enthusiasm did not last, however, as a seemingly endless barrage of questions came her way. They asked relatively simple things, with "Yes" being the right answer each time, but having to stop and think about each one quickly wore her out. One of them literally said "Is this test hard?", and Minty gave a sad pout, reluctantly pressing "yes".

"Sorry, Voice Lady." Her legs shuffled as she looked up at the ceiling. "I wanted to, like, do my best, but I'm horny and this test is sooooo hard..."

In response, the console beeped, and a new question popped up. Minty looked down and gasped, gripping the device for support. Omigosh! she thought. The writing here looks super-duper-serious. I bet these are the most important parts! Shifting on her feet, she bit her lip and read the first one.

"Do you think mares belong on their knees?"

The mare giggled in response. "Duuuh!" she said and pressed the green button. "Gotta suck off hunks somehow."

"Should every mare accept her role beneath stallions?"

That one took her a few moments because some of the words were long, but she soon hit "Yes" again and grinned widely. "Omigosh!" She rolled her eyes. "Like, what crazy mare wouldn't?"

"Do you like servicing males and pleasuring their cocks?"

She did not even hesitate on that one, and the mere mention of males and cocks made her legs tremble from excitement.

"Are you a happy, ditzy, slutty bimbo?"

The word "happy" made her giggle, since she most certainly felt happy. "This test is too easy," she said and looked at the next word. "Hmmm... Ditzy?" Her finger toyed with a strand of her mane. "Um... I guess I'm, like, a bit of a ditz... but that's cute, right?" She then made it to the last two words and gave a lewd moan, her thighs rubbing together. Almost instantly, the image of those three magnificent stallions appeared in her head, and her pussy throbbed as she could almost feel them pound away into her. She then saw herself between them, vapid ecstasy written on her face as she pleasured them, just like any good, slutty bimbo would.

Without hesitating, she tapped "Yes", while her other hand sneaked toward her crotch. The moment her pink-tipped finger touched the screen, the speakers erupted with applause, cheers, and party horns. She gasped and jerked back, looking around in confusion as bright pink lights went off all over the room, as though someone threw a tiny party is just to congratulate her.

"Thank you... Minty ...for taking part in the Pink Paradise Deluxe Beautification Session," the announcer said. "We are proud to declare that you will leave this place as a better mare than how you came in." There was another round of applause, and a pink arrow lit up on the wall, guiding Minty to the door on the right as it slid open. "Please head for the exit. Have a nice day!"

Minty leaped in joy, making her curves bounce while she squealed and clapped to herself. "Wooow!" she cried. "Thank you so much, Voice Lady! This was, like, the bestest makeover ever!" Giggling, the freshly made bimbo leaped onto the console to give it a big hug and a kiss, after which she chuckled and sauntered off toward the exit.

Once she stepped through the door, it slid shut behind her, and she found herself in a short, dimly-lit corridor. At the far end, she could see stairs leading up to a bright opening, the sounds of traffic outside faintly seeping in. Smiling widely, she waltzed down the corridor while humming a jolly tune to herself. Along the way, she passed a small slot in the wall to her left, almost ignoring it at first, only to notice something in the corner of her vision that made her freeze, tingling all over.

A large rubber cock stood proudly on a pedestal, the words "Suck me!" written on a sign underneath, punctuated by a small pink heart. Minty giggled and licked her lips, drool already collecting in her mouth. "Tee-hee, I wonder who left this here," she mused, shivering with excitement. "Good thing I found it!"

The shaft was at waist height, and the opening was just big enough for her head to fit in. Without thinking, the busty mare bent over and leaned in, giving a happy little giggle before wrapping her thick, bright pink lips around the head of the shaft. "Mmmm!" She suckled on the tip for a bit, teasing it as though it belonged to a real stallion, before quickly letting it slide in all the way to her throat.

While the bimbo was busy gorging on the rubber plaything, a panel silently opened above her head, and a pair of mechanical arms came out. Minty gave a small gasp as they gently grabbed her sides, keeping her bent over in the same spot. She paused for a moment, the cock halfway in her mouth, but when the arms did not react, she just shrugged and continued bobbing up and down. A muffled moan came out of her, drowning out the noise of a third arm coming forth, carrying a strange, bulky device that vaguely resembled a pen. It twisted around and pressed against her plump rear, right next to her cutie mark. The mare yelped, legs jerking as she felt a series of tiny pinpricks and an odd buzz on her skin.

"Congratulations!" the announcer said cheerfully. "You have found the super special secret prize of the Deluxe session! You must indeed be the smartest bimbo ever... Minty!" There was another round of applause played for her, while a panel opened up in front of her face. It revealed a bright pink handbag, perfectly matching her outfit, and a small arm above it started dropping additional prizes into the bag: a phone, various makeup items, a few smaller sex toys, condoms, and a bundle of coupons for "free samples" at Pink Paradise. Next to the bag was a large dildo, similar to the one she was busy sucking on.

"When you are ready, please take your prize," the voice added. "And remember: we here at Pink Paradise all love you and want the best for you. Be sure to tell all your friends to pay a visit too!"

"Mmmmph!" Minty could barely contain her excitement, though she kept sucking on the shaft eagerly, her tiny mind still set on making her "stallion" cum. The arms held her in place, until the third one stopped buzzing and pulled away, holding up a mirror to show the mare her brand new tattoo on her flank. It formed a lovely, big, pink heart with the words "Pink Paradise Premium Bimbo" over it in cute cursive letters.

The mare moaned in response to the sight, and a shudder passed through her when the shaft in her mouth rewarded her with a quick squirt of sweet fluid, after which it pulled out and disappeared into the wall. The arms then gently turned her toward the stairs and placed the bag and dildo into her hands. She gave a high-pitched squeal when one of the arms reached back to deliver a firm smack to her bubble butt, sending her giggling and jiggling up the stairs.

With a wide smile, the busty bimbo soon found herself back on the street outside the salon. Her mind was a beautiful pink haze, void of intelligence and instead filled with rainbows and happiness. It painted her lovely images of cute stallions crowding around her, their cocks bursting from their pants at the mere sight of her body. She then saw a bunch of sad girls with small titties and frowns on their faces, all of whom she was eager to help find the bimbo living inside them.

Minty sighed happily, her fantasies keeping her content, at least until she lost her train of thought and realized how horny she was. Giggling, she hung her bag on her shoulder and took off, marching proudly down the street with her curvy body on full display, while her eyes hunted for the nearest horny stud to cross her path.

Not that she would say "no" to a mare either. Being a good, ditzy, slutty bimbo, she was anything but picky.