Mitch wondered how he could fix this - he hadn't directly made Rae lethal, he'd just made her so hyper sexual that she was.
Mitch had pulled up something equivalent to wikipedia on the phone and saw what had happened. There were about a dozen different aspects to a woman's voice that could affect how sexy it was - and no single woman was sexiest in all those ways - until Rae. There were dozens of things about the way a woman moved that was sexy - and unlike any woman before Rae was the pinnacle of all of them. The same could be said of how a woman's face looked, how her hair looked, her her breasts looked, how her ass looked - everything about a woman was the sum of many smaller parts.
In most women a particular level of excellence in one of those areas was mirrored by a deficiency in another. In fact, in some cases it was impossible for a woman to be the absolute best in all the areas because some of them were contradictory to each other. Also at certain levels personal taste would come into play. The Blueberry had put Rae above all of this. It didn't matter what a guy liked about a woman's eyes - Rae's eyes were the best eyes he'd ever seen. It didn't matter what a guy liked about breasts - Rae's breast were the best breasts he'd ever seen.
Rae was somehow simultaneously the most athletic, buxom, slender and curvaceous woman - she was shy, demure, flirtatious, aggressive, chaste and slutty. And she was all these things to a level no other woman was. Her sexuality was literally the sexuality of dozens of women, all of whom were the most desirable woman alive.
Mitch had cum three times while reading this information - and Rae had gotten even sexier and taller while he brought himself up to speed on what the Blueberry did. He knew he had to make Rae's sexuality less lethal but his body and mind really didn't want to make her any less sexy. It was a war inside his mind and finally he decided...
Sun Apr 13 20:57:09 2014