The shirt was simply just a shirt. Chris thought it was funny. He never seriously thought the words would have any kind of effect on him. But they did, the shirt had its own power and made it so that he had to do exactly as the shirt said, give free licks to anyone or anything. It wasn’t long before the shirt had him licking guy’s cocks left and right and becoming a willing cock slave. Now the only clothing he wears is this shirt, that’s now covered in cum and still just as powerful.
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