The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Infinity City’s Woman’s Hospital had been different the last few days. Everyone was getting paid, there hadn’t been a single death, and I swore some of the patients I was taking care of were even getting younger. There was also this lingering smell of perfume that had replaced the septic smell that the hospital simply couldn’t be rid of since last week.

“Hey.” I almost fell out of my chair as Kathryn slammed some records down on the nurse’s station. “There has been an outbreak. Everyone needs to be immunized today, and no one is allowed to leave. Got it?”

“An outbreak?” I asked. “Why haven’t I heard anything on the news?”

“It’s contained in the hospital. It’s not deadly, but it is viral and highly contagious. The doctors are afraid it could spread out into the public, and maybe mutate into something dangerous. I’ve already gotten my shot. You need to make sure that all the patients are inoculated, and you need to have one yourself.”

I looked at Kathryn to see if she was playing some cruel joke on me. I put my face just inches away from hers, seeing if she would flinch. There was something different about her, but I couldn’t quite place my finger on it. “Are you using a new face cream?”

“No.”

“A new lotion?”

“No.”

“Did you get a haircut?”

“No.” She was starting to get annoyed.

I sniffed. “A new perfume?” It smelled sweet. I kind of wanted to just start cuddling with her.

“That’s the shot. It makes your sweat smell a bit different depending on some genetic factors, and it increases pheromone production. Try to keep your scrubs on, okay? No one would like to hear another patient whisper Sarah the Slut again.”

I pouted and blushed. “I swear, you do a lesbian porno one time and everyone remembers you.”

Kathryn shook her head. “That’s the kind of women we get here. You should just assume that everyone has seen your blonde, petite ass wagging as you licked a girl out. Plus, the dean of medicine probably only hired you because she watched it. Oh, and compliment her skin when you see her. She’s been using something, and it looks like she’s lost twenty years.”

I raised an eyebrow. I had always been curious to know what the dean looked like when she was younger. “Right.”

“Now do your job – you know, the one that gives you insurance, not the other one.”

I huffed and took the charts off the desk. “I didn’t even make any money off that video, it was a freebie,” I said under my breath. “Plus, I’m so past that stage in my life. It’s all about being a good nurse from now on.” I nodded. Kathryn just rolled her eyes.

I checked the first chart while walking down the hall. My first patient of the day was Nina Raphaela, age 65. She had burns up her arms and legs, having been victim to an arsonist. The firefighters managed to save her before she was roasted alive, but she was disfigured. She already had her shot, according to the chart.

Shuffling my feet, I paused before I entered her room and put on my professional face. It would do no good for anyone if I gawked at her. I swung the door open and stepped inside. My mouth dropped, and I gawked at her.

“Are you Nina Raphaela?” I asked, rechecking the chart.

“Yes dear, I am.” She looked down at her fingernails, pursing her lips and making kissing motions in the air. “Do you mind answering a few questions for me?”

I was still gawking. She had a mane of fiery red hair, a pale complexion with freckles dotting her face and arms, and a body that belonged to a lingerie model. She looked like she was in her late twenties or early thirties max. The hospital sheet was hanging across her legs, and her gown seemed to have come unattached at some point as it was just hanging over her shoulder.

“Uhhh...,” I said while frantically checking the chart. “Are you sure you’re Ms. Raphaela?”

She sighed. “Yes, I’m sure. Now, those questions?”

“Has Dr. Hearth come in to see you?”

“No.”

I shook my head in disbelief. This woman was lying to me. “Social security number please?”

“924-8—oh, why am I telling you this? Quit arguing and answer some questions, or I’ll have to punish you.” The sparkle in her eyes told me the punishment wasn’t going to be complaining to my boss.

“Y-Yes ma’am.” I felt a shiver run up my spine.

“My scars have all healed. Why?” Her question pierced me. She was demanding, not asking.

“No idea. I think Dr. Hearth may have visited you in your sleep, though. She could heal you up in a jiffy, but it’s not really in character for her.” I was rambling. I couldn’t just ramble to a patient. “I’ll go figure out right away if that was her, though!” I tried to hide my face behind her chart. I couldn’t really check into it – Dr. Hearth hated me. Maybe I could just check with another doctor.

She squinted at me. “Come here.”

Another shiver shot up my spine. I walked over and stood beside her bed. She pulled the charts down and looked at me in the eyes. What smelled like cocoa mixed with musk wafted up from her body. It must be the shot. I relaxed a little, letting the smell over power me.

“You’re cute. Come back to my room tonight, okay?”

I looked down at her. “Are you...?”

“I just think you would look really good on your knees.”

“Excuse me?” I blushed and took a step away from her.

“Oh, I know you crave it. Just come by tonight, and I’ll let you enjoy it.” She licked her lips while tracing a finger up her leg.

“I-I need to go check on another patient,” I said and quickly left the room.

My blush didn’t fade even as I walked down the hall at double speed, clutching the charts to my chest. I couldn’t believe that a patient – a sixty-five-year-old patient! – just came onto me like that. Though, to be fair, she didn’t look sixty-three. There had been a few women who had hit on me since I started working as a nurse about a month ago, but none of them had been that forward.

I slowed down as my blush faded. I wasn’t going to take her up on that offer, of course. It was obviously just the nurses playing a trick on me. I still hadn’t gotten past the hazing. Chances were that, if I showed up, the nurses would never let me live it down.

After taking a deep breath, I entered the lab. Doctor Steffa was busy examining something through a microscope. She must have had the shot too, because there was an aroma of honeysuckles filling the lab. I took a second to breath it in before looking for my case of inoculations.

“On the counter opposite of me, Sarah.”

I scratched the back of my head before walking over to the counter. There was a bundle of needles for me in a carrying case. Each syringe was filled with a purple liquid. “So, are there any side-effects to this?”

“The smell. It affects everyone differently, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. One girl earlier, I swear, smelled like cherries.”

“The last patient I was with smelled like chocolate.”

She laughed. “They glow in the dark, too.”

“Who? The patients?”

“No, the shots. If you turn off the lights, they glow in the dark.”

I furrowed my brow. “Are there any other side-effects?”

“There shouldn’t be, but apparently there have been cases of skin regeneration. Some seventy-year-old woman was as pert and smooth as a high school girl or something. I’m trying to figure out why, but so far, I haven’t had any luck.”

Dr. Steffa sighed. “If we could figure out why, we wouldn’t be handcuffed by Hearth anymore. Finally, we’d have a mass produced version of her power.”

“I bet she’s not happy about it,” I said. Dr. Hearth did have a pretty firm hold on the rest of the staff. If she didn’t have a unique ability, she would probably just get fired.

“Probably not, but I don’t care. She’s just a sadist who likes to torture sick people. We would be better off without her.”

I”Right, well, about side-effects, do you think...” I didn’t want to pry, but Doctor Steffa was probably the smartest doctor in the hospital. “Do they increase arousal or something? My last patient, uh, propositioned me, I think.”

“Oh? What do you mean?” She took her eyes off the microscope. I was taken aback. They were red, and so were her lips. She looked like she was wearing makeup, which was unusual for her.

“She said I would look good on my knees.”

Doctor Steffa looked me over. I got the feeling that she was undressing me with her eyes. “Well, take it as a compliment. Everyone that works here has already seen you on your knees, though, so it shouldn’t be a surprise if people want to see it again.”

I huffed. “One lesb—”

“Lesbian porno and suddenly everyone remembers you. Yeah, of course they do. It was with a superheroine. What do you expect?”

Like it mattered. I turned my attention back to the shots. Glow-in-the-dark purple? I had never heard of any shots that glowed in the dark. “Who made these?”

“Arcadia Orbweaver,” Doctor Steffa said.

“Wh-What? Then why are we—”

“Relax. It’s before she went insane. They had the same breakout at her lab. This virus is hers, actually.” She turned back to the microscope. “They didn’t report any side-effects aside from the smell. So far, everything seems to be beneficial. The regeneration stops when it’s supposed to, and no one has ended up as a toddler or anything.” She sniffed the air. “You haven’t had yours yet?”

“No, I was going to do it before I left.”

“Ah, well, don’t take it. I need a control group. Keep passing it out to the patients, though.”

“Okay,” I said. I turned around and headed for the door before stopping. “Wait, are you using me as a test subject.”

“Yep.”

I sighed and let my head droop as I opened the door to leave the room.

I checked my charts. My next visit was to Susan Belladona, who had not received her shot. I fiddled with the package hanging from my side as I walked to her room. She was twenty three and was here for a gynecological exam along with a CT scan. She already had her scan, but her exam wasn’t for another half hour.

I entered her room and waved. “Hello Ms. Belladona. I’m here for only a minute, I have to give you an inoculation.”

“Why?” She looked like she was into punk. Her hair was cotton candy blue, and she had her nose and lip pierced. She looked pretty small for the kind of fashion she was going for.

I hesitated. Was I told to lie to any of the patients? I don’t think I was. “There has been a mild outbreak, and this shot will fight it off.”

“What kind of outbreak?”

“Some viral one.”

“What kind of viral one?”

Why was she so curious? I was just a nurse, not some researcher! “It-It was made by Doctor Orbweaver.”

“Ooooh.”

“Yes. Oooh.” I shook my head and stepped to the side of her bed. She held her arm out and cringed, knowing her shot was coming. “Oh, hey, what’s that?” I said, pointing to the other side of the room. She looked, and I quickly gave her the inoculation. “And there we go.” I pulled the needle out of her and smiled.

“Wow, I hardly even felt it.”

“Of course not. I’ve given tons of these.” I was proud of my bedside manner. I rummaged through my supplies and gave her a little bandage. “When you go in for your exam, just relax. Everyone here is really nice.”

“I noticed.” She smiled back at me. Had her teeth gotten whiter since I entered the room?

I shook my head. Even though it wouldn’t be the strangest thing to see today, I doubted it actually happened. I left her room and checked my chart; the next patient I had to visit was a malnourished vegan who hadn’t gotten her diet quite right. A Brena Boostala.

I walked down the halls of the hospital and saw Kathryn. Her hair was puffed up in two spots on her head, but she passed me too quick for me to make a rude comment about it.

Continuing on to my patients room, I opened the door to stumble into darkness. “Don’t turn on the lights.”

I tried to find my way through the darkness, but paused. “I really need to turn on the lights Brena.”

There was a rumbling for a few seconds. “A-Alright.”

I fumbled for the light switch and eventually turned it on. Brena was trying to hide under her sheet, only showing her face. We exchanged glances, and then her nose twitched.

“I’m here to make sure you’re getting all the vitamins you need.”

Brena nodded.

“Why are you hiding under your sheet?” I couldn’t stop from asking.

“S-Something is wrong.”

“What’s that?”

She looked around nervously before she took the sheet off. Two large, white ears extended from the top of her head. I had to hold in a gasp. There were two rabbit ears sticking out of the top of her head. Her nose was still twitching. This wasn’t like anything I had ever seen before.

“Your ears....” I stepped close to her. I wanted to touch them. I wanted to just pounce on her and cuddle. She was absolutely adorable. Her pink lips, her blue eyes, her blonde hair, and those cute bunny ears. My eyes must have been as bright as flashlights because she tried to make herself as small as possible.

“And the clothes they brought me... that made it even worse, but I couldn’t just stay in a hospital gown all day.” She twitched her nose again. Her ears were standing straight up.

“Wait, outfit?”

She reluctantly removed the rest of the sheets. I gasped. My gasped turned into giggles. Black heels over black tights that lead up to a leotard. She was a bunny girl! I squealed, but resisted pouncing her.

“You’re so cute!”

“Shut up! This isn’t funny!” she whined. “How dare you play a joke on me like this!”

Her face scrunched up, making her look even cuter. It was so hard to resist. I started to lean closer to her.

“Hey... what are you doing? Give me my space.” She wiggled her nose.

I squealed as I jumped onto her bed and wrapped my arms around her, giggling like a psycho. “Oh my god, you’re just way way way way too cute!” I brushed her ears and nuzzled my cheek against hers.

“No! Get off of me!”

I couldn’t stop. I hugged her tightly and kept rubbing against her. I lifted my head away from hers and blew on her ears. She twitched them, and I let out another squeal of pure delight.

“Waaah! Stop it!”

“You’re just so cute, though!” I nibbled on one of her ears while I hugged her tightly to me. I wasn’t going to let her get away. She was mine now.

“Please stop?” She pouted as tears welled up in her eyes.

“Awww! No! Don’t cry!” I hugged her even tighter. “Cute bunny girls aren’t allow to cry!”

“Gah!” She must have been struggling to breath with how tightly I hugged her, but she stopped crying.

“That’s much better. Be a good, cute bunny girl and keep hugging me.” I rubbed my nose into her hair. She smelled like carrot cake. I wondered if it was her shampoo or the shot.

“Please, will you let go and figure out what’s going on? I promise to cuddle with you later if you do.” She sounded absolutely pathetic. It tugged at my heart strings, but I eventually let go of her.

I huffed. “sorry, you don’t have to do that. It’s... It’s... you’re just so damned adorable!”

Her face reddened.

“Uhm... sorry, again.” I nervousedly scratched my head as I left the room, my own face turning red from my childish display.

I strolled down the hallways, trying to think of which doctor would best be able to handle the bunny. I figured Doctor Steffa would be the best bet. At least, it would give her something else to research. I headed to the labs, but a rustling just past the door stopped me from entering. I put my ear against the door.

“Oh Sherry, just like that,” Doctor Steffa moaned.

My face flushed. This had to be a joke. I quietly cracked the door, just enough so I could peer into the lab. Doctor Steffa was on a chair, naked except her lab coat, with her legs splayed open. Someone was between her legs, moving as if she were licking.

I tried to piece together who the woman could be. Steffa kept moaning out the name Sherry, but the girl in front of me was far too well endowed to be the mousy redhead who worked here. The outfit the girl was wearing wasn’t normal, either. It was a fetish nurse outfit, hardly covering her plump rear, and the stockings and high heels screamed of prostitute.

“This sickness, it was a trick.... Oh, fuck Orbweaver for doing this. But, damn, it feels too good to stop...!” Steffa’s back arched. I stared as I saw her nipples becoming a brighter pink. Her skin was changing before my eyes, gleaming in the beads of sweat that rolled down her body. Her breasts were getting bigger, her stomach became more toned. Her head went out of sight as screams of rapture pierced my ears.

When I saw her face again, her lips had swollen. She looked like a porn star instead of a doctor. I shivered and took a step back. What the hell was going on?

I took off down the hall, nibbling on my bottom lip. I had to tell the dean of medicine. She would take care of this for sure. But what if she had already had her shot? Was I going to stumble in on her having an orgy?

I grinned at that thought. I could only imagine what the dean’s face would look like surrounded by a bunch of young women fucking each other. She’d probably be smiling yet try to maintain being dignified.

I giggled as I thought of Dr. Hearth. She seemed to hate everyone. Maybe she would be nicer if she got a shot.

I had to see that.

I passed by a room and heard a girl moaning. I sucked my lower lip in and entered. It was Susan Belladona getting her exam, but something was wrong. The doctor doing it, Doctor Tresday, was licking her. Poor Susan had her legs forcibly spread by the gynecological exam chair, and Doctor Tresday was taking advantage of her.

Blood rushed to my face. I had to help her. I stepped in the room and spotted the expression on Susan’s face. She was elated, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Her lips were plump and red, and it seemed she had grown a few cup sizes sense I last saw her. The smell emitting from her was like pure pheromones, strong and overpowering. I got a little wet just from the first sniff.

“Oooh, you’re back nurse?” Susan said through her moans.

Doctor Tresday turned around, a wicked grin on her face. “Would you like a complimentary exam, Sarah?” She hadn’t changed much, but she had been young and pretty before any of the shots were given. It was really affecting everyone vastly differently. Her eyes seemed to have gotten sharper, but otherwise, she still looked the same. Her long blonde hair and athletic form were the envy of everyone in the hospital. A vanilla scent exuded from her.

“N-No thank you Doctor Tresday, I-I think I’m fine.” I tried to back away, but Doctor Tresday moved and slammed the door, cutting off my escape.

“Nonsense. It’s been a while since your last one. You have such a cute pink pussy too, there really is nothing to be ashamed of.”

“D-Doctor!” My face was stuck in an eternal flush.

“Oh, just hush. You can have your exam right next to my patient. Maybe I’ll let her down to help me if I can’t handle you on my own.” She grabbed my arms and started dragging me over to one of the chairs.

“No, really doctor! I’m just fine. You can let go of me!”

“Of course, I need you to strip first.” She wasn’t having any of my protests.

“Doctor! The shots, they’re doing weird things to everyone who gets them, you have to stop!” I tried to stop in place and resist her, but she easily pulled me off my feet and toward a chair. “C-Come on, please?”

“Just strip. You’ve done far kinkier stuff before, Sarah. I know how you admire me.” Her smile melted me. “Just strip down and get in the chair.” She pointed at the chair. “Or would you prefer to be forced?”

I mewled. Dammit, I had always wanted to sleep with her since I first saw her. Why did it have to be this way? At least she didn’t have any shots. Just a quick fuck, and I could go and report the side-effects to the dean of medicine. It was an easy rationalization, and it made me feel like I won the lottery as my scrubs came off.

I sat in the chair, shivering. I was completely naked in front of the hottest doctor in the hospital. I was going to have my legs spread, and she was going to do all sorts of things that I couldn’t escape from. My heart started to pound. Dammit, why did I have to be such a slut at just the worst times?

She grabbed my legs and forced them onto the stirrups. I started trembling. This was so dumb of me, I knew, but I also knew I was going to enjoy it.

Her fingers dived into my spread open pussy. She explored my insides briefly before reaching to her tools and grabbing a bottle. “This is lubricant with something a bit extra in it. It’s going to leave you as a wreck before you get out of this chair.” She laughed and dipped her fingers into the bottle. “Well, the vibrator is going to do that too.”

She dipped her lubricant covered fingers into me, and the reaction was instant. It was like a thousand little brushes were playing with my insides. I tipped my head back and started moaning. The blood rushed to my head, and I could only see spots. Doctor Tresday scooted away from me and did something I couldn’t see to Susan. Her moans joined mine.

I don’t know how long it lasted. My pussy spasmed so much that I thought I was going to rip something. Sweat coated my body. Doctor Tresday used bandages to tie me to the exam chair. I really couldn’t escape now.

She pressed something vibrating against my clit. I couldn’t see her working, but my shrieks and moans encouraged her to keep playing with me. No matter how much I tried to resist, I was pushed back into the moment by her calculated prodding. My tongue slipped out of my mouth. I rubbed my ass against the chair and into the juices that had gathered under me.

“Great reaction. I can tell you’re sensitive, but the dean gave me an order to make sure every girl who got an exam today left a bit, well, more sensitive.” She pulled the vibrator away from me.

I tried to focus on her words, but before I could question what she meant, I felt a cold liquid entering me. I clenched and even shook the stirrups as the intrusion cooled me down.

“Good, good. Now we’ll just let it sit for a few moments, and even walking with your new clothes will have you turned on.”

New clothes? My head started to clear. The liquid inside of me became a bit thicker, more of a goo than a liquid. She had put some on my labia and clit too, practically covered my crotch with it, actually. “What?”

She smiled at me. “You’re just lucky I decided to keep Susan here for myself all day instead of you.” She scratched the sole of Susan’s foot. She was still moaning as if she was still on the first lubricant. “This one has had her shot, though. You haven’t. Make sure to get it before you leave, can’t have you infecting everyone outside, after all.”

I didn’t want to argue with her. She slowly untied me as the goo in me was soaked up. The rest had already seeped into my skin. She removed my legs from the stirrups and let me relax for a few minutes before she tossed some clothing on top of me.

Though I struggled, I managed to stand up and examine the clothing. My face burned. It was a fetish nurse outfit, just like Sherry’s. The high cut skirt and revealing top were far too much. To make matters worse, my stockings, panties, and bra were all pink.

“You can’t expect me to wear this.”

Doctor Tresday grabbed me around the waist and hardly touched my slit. It felt like she had just massaged it for a solid ten minutes. I fell against her and then to the floor.

“F-Fine....” The last thing she gave me must have been responsible. I couldn’t fight it here. She might tie me back up in the chair. I dressed myself in the slutty fetish nurse outfit, grumbling the entire time. The pink panties against my crotch almost drove me crazy, and every step was a trial to not give a little sound of pleasure. I slowly slid on the stockings, kind of glad that, for once, I had an excuse to wear stockings at work.

I slipped on the heels before I left the room. I still had to report all of this to the dean of medicine. I cursed myself out while walking down the halls. It was dumb to let myself get taken like that, but I did love it.

“Meeeeow,” someone said from behind me. “Looking good there, Sarah.” It was Kathryn, and it sounded like she was purring. She wrapped her arms around my waist before I could even turn around. She looked mostly the same, except the two cat ears on top of her head and the tail that wagged out behind her.

“You too?” I pouted. Even Kathryn had been affected by the shot. “Look, I know you’re probably obsessed with licking pussy right now, but I really need to get this taken care of.”

“What ‘this?’” she purred. Her eyes settled on mine. I felt myself freeze up. Not again!

“The side-effects? Haven’t you noticed?” I struggled out of her arms. “First there was a bunny girl, then there was Doctor Steffa and Doctor Tresday, and now you. You’ve all been changed.”

Her hands found their way around my hips again, but this time, she dipped her fingers into my panties. She only brushed my slit, but it brought me to my knees right in the middle of the hall. I looked around, everyone had been affected. Every single woman looked like they were in their twenties, all buxom, some with cute animal ears and tails, some in fetish clothing. It was like a dream.

“Oh yes, and you’re really missing out. I have a shot with your name on it. Who knows what could happen to you.” She licked her lips.

“I don’t want to find out!” I tried to struggle away from her, but she moved her hands to my breasts and started kneading.

“I bet these will grow. Probably will be the largest in the hospital.” She was savoring every thought.

“Stop it! I’m not going to let you give me a damn shot.” I couldn’t move any further. She had me too tightly.

She rolled me over and pounced. Her face was just inches from mine. I could hear her purring. “You look so delicious, though. You at least have to let me have a little lick.”

“No! We’re in public!” My face started to flush again.

“Meeeow~” Kathryn pushed me into a sitting position against a door. She grabbed both of my legs and lifted them up, letting everyone who passed see how flexible as I was my toes touched the wall. She bit the hem of my panties and yanked them up, away from my sensitive slit.

“Ah! Hey! Please, Kathryn, stop this! Everyone is starting to stare!” I pleaded with Kathryn as a crowd started to gather, all of their eyes watching the two of us. I could hardly recognize the nursing staff anymore, they all looked wildly different, like they had come out of a wet dream. Even the patients all looked like porn stars.

“Just one or two orgasms, that’s all I want to see,” Kathryn purred. She looked up at me and gave me a little wink before lowering her face to my crotch. My face was on fire. I jammed my eyes close and shrieked just from the first lick. Whatever Dr. Tresday had done to me was overpowering.

Her second lick made me cry louder, and already I could tell I was at the edge of orgasm. Her third made a bomb go off in my mind as I screamed as loud as I could. My toes were curled as I heard everyone laughing and giggling at the show. They, however, didn’t get to enjoy it long as the door behind me was pulled open, and I tumbled inside the room.

I opened my eyes to see Nina Raphaela legs spread over me, with her pussy proudly on display. She bent down and grabbed Kathryn by the arm. “Come with me little kitty, so I can teach you how to really use that tongue.”

Kathryn hissed, but Nina over powered her and dragged her inside, slamming the door and locking it. I looked between Kathryn and Nina, not even wanting to guess at what was going to happen.

Before I had a chance to react, Nina grabbed my panties and pulled them off my legs. “Give those back!”

She glared at me, and my blood froze. “P-Please?”

She ignored me as she walked to the standing Kathryn and grabbed her by the mouth. Kathryn hissed at her and even tried to scratch, but Nina simply over powered her. “You need to behave,” she said as she shoved my panties into Kathryn’s mouth. “And don’t you dare spit those out.”

Kathryn’s eyes went wide. She lost her fighting spirit and simply nodded.

“Good kitten,” Nina said. “Now on your knees. Kittens don’t walk on two feet.”

Kathryn narrowed her eyes.

“I said on your knees.”

Kathryn sank down to her knees, casting a glance at me. I just shrugged. I had no idea what the hell was going on anymore. “Now, you be a good kitten while I talk with the nurse,” Nina said before turning to me. I started to get up, but she pressed her foot onto my chest, pinning me to the ground. “Weren’t you supposed to find some doctor for me?”

“Y-yes ma’am,” I squeaked. I was too afraid to actually try and get up. The cocoa-musk scent was filling my nose. I made the mistake of a letting out a little mewl.

“And did you?”

I pouted as I looked up at her. This wasn’t going to end well. “I got sidetracked, but I think it might be because of the shots.”

“You think?”

I nodded.

“Then let’s make a deal.” She pressed her foot to my face. “Give me a little kiss, then I’m going to send you on your way to find out. After you found out, you’ll come back here to join the kitten worshiping me.”

I scrunched my face up. The musky cocoa smell was driving me crazy. It was attacking my arousal directly. My face started to flush. Finally, I gave in and gave her foot a kiss. She laughed and removed her foot from my face.

I looked up at her, making sure it was okay for me to move. She nodded, and I slowly go to my feet. I took a step toward the door, waiting to see if she was going to stop me. She didn’t move. I started walking just to feel her slap my ass. “You had better come back,” she called after me.

I grumbled as I walked down the hallways to the dean’s office. There was a cool draft that grazed my pussy with every step. It seems I was stuck blushing until I could retrieve my panties.

I arrived at the dean’s office but paused before entering. I could see through the glass door that she was preoccupied on the phone. I cracked the door, just enough so that I could hear. She was much younger, no doubt from the shot. She definitely did not look old enough to be a dean of medicine. Standing at nearly six foot tall with black hair already made her intimidating even when she looked like she was in her fifties. With the black doctor’s coat and the thirty years erased, I sort of wanted to be bent over the desk by her.

“This is Gwayn Matthews. The shot did as expected, my staff and all the patients have had their sexual potential unlocked and their youth restored.”

She waited for a response. I didn’t dare make a single move.

“Yes, as long as you take care of the media blackout, we can keep running the hospital without anyone knowing. We have the shipment of Orbweaver’s memory drug to take care of that. No one will know what happened in here. Along with claiming Dr. Hearth rejuvenated the older and more seriously hurt patients, it should be very easy to take care of. There are no more holes in the—”

She was interrupted by whoever she was talking to.

“Oh? Her? Don’t worry about her. She’s watching and listening right now. She’ll enjoy the treatment anyways. You saw the porno, I’m sure, it became viral. The little escapade she had with Lady Bell? Yeah, that’s the one. She’s kind of a slut.”

...Crap. They were talking about me. I opened the door and stepped into the room. There was no more reason to hide.

“Oh, yes, absolutely. I’m sure she’d love to spend a day with you sometime. Yes, yes, she is a bit of a freak. I can only imagine what the shot will release in her.”

I pouted. I wasn’t going to get out of this hospital without getting a shot. The doctors and other nurses would probably force it on me.

“I’ll give it to her personally. Right. Okay. We’ll talk again. I’ll take care of her right now.” Gwayn put the phone down and picked up a needle from her desk. “Now Sarah, don’t be afraid.”

“Screw that!” I turned around and rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind me. There was only one doctor left to check in with. I just hoped her powers would work against the shot.

I ran through the hallways, having to resist the urge several times to stop and stare the orgies happening. Nurses and patients alike were doing some of the kinkiest things I had ever seen. One girl, a nurse judging from her outfit, had managed to get five patients fucking her. They were relentless as they kissed and licked every part of her body. I slowed to a jog as I stared. I wanted to be her.

My careless onlooking made me miss a step, and I tripped and stumbled before falling to the floor. I groaned as I pulled myself back up. I didn’t have time to check, but I figured I was going to have a few bruises tomorrow. Taking a few seconds to reorient myself, I made it to Dr. Hearth’s office.

I rapped the door and waited. Every few seconds, I looked around to make sure no one was coming after me. I rapped the door again. No response even after three minutes. I reached for the door handle and turned it; surprisingly, it was no locked.

“I would’ve answered the door if I wanted you to come in,” Dr. Hearth said, not even bothering to look up from the files on her desk.

I closed the door behind me and locked it. I took a few sniffs. As far as I could tell, Dr. Hearth didn’t have a strange scent on her. “Dr. Hearth, sorry to bug you, but do you know what’s going on in the hospital.”

“Yep,” she said, flicking her long brown hair out of the way. A few gray hairs streaked through it, which always struck me as odd for a woman hardly past forty.

“Can you undo it?” I asked.

She grabbed her cane and stood up. Her doctor’s coat and pants were wrinkled. She had been here all night.

“I could,” she said as she walked toward me. She towered over me, at least a full head higher. She placed a hand on my shoulder and on my hip. “You tripped on the way here, didn’t you?”

“Look, no time for you to pretend to be really cool, the hospital is being overran by—oooo!” My breath forced its way out of my lung. Warmth spread through her hands as I felt the dull pain in my body vanish.

“There you go, all better,” she said as she reached into her pocket.

I shook my head. I had never felt anything like that before. It was like I was an electronic device that was just plugged into the wall. I was absolutely brimming with energy. I never even noticed as she brought out a syringe filled with a purple liquid and slipped it into my bottom.

I stared at her.

She stared back.

I opened my mouth to say something.

She just stared.

“...why?” I asked.

“Because I’m working with Gwayn.”

My jaw dropped.

Dr. Heath sniffed and frowned. “Smells like bubblegum. Figured. Too bad you already look like a bimbo.”

I huffed and took a step back. “I can’t believe you’re in on this too!”

“Of course I am.” She rolled her eyes. “Do you think Gwayn would bring out something like this unless I worked here? You’ve probably already asked a patient if I had visited them.”

I looked at her. “No I didn’t.”

“Then you’re more of a ditz than I thought, but it doesn’t matter. You’re about to get a lot more ditzy.”

I shook my head and rushed to the door. I unlocked it and scrambled out. At least I knew Dr. Hearth couldn’t follow me.

I just had to escape. That was the only option left. I walked down the hallways, realizing my heels were much more comfortable on my feet. My posture was changing too – I was walking with my tits thrust out in the air.

I looked down at my nails and freaked out. They had gotten longer and turned pink. I tried to chip the color off, but nothing was happening. Some of the other nurses had started looking at me, all with hungry looks on their faces.

I shook my head. I was near the exit. I could just go to another hospital. Or maybe to the police. Somewhere.

I could see the exit ahead of me, but I was doomed before I even approached. Two fetish police offers stood in the way, probably former security guards.

“Uhm, like, excuse me, but I totally need to leave.” I blinked a few times. That wasn’t my voice. It was higher pitched, and did I seriously just say “totally?”

One with blue hair walked forward, a grin on her face. “Sorry, we can’t let you leave. Not that we would want to.” She grabbed her nightstick from her side and hit a switch. I could hear it humming.

I started giggling. I wasn’t sure why, but a vibrating nightstick just seemed so silly all of a sudden. She whipped her handcuffs out, and I had to give an audible “Oooh!”

“You guard the door while I welcome this bimbo to her new life, Liz,” the blue haired cop said before wrapped her arms around me. She groped my ass, which I swear felt rounder. “Oh, nice.”

“As long as I get a turn after, Kate,” the raven haired officer said.

The blue haired cop turned me around and snapped the cuffs on. “Like, hey! Don’t play too rough, ‘kay?” I found myself saying. For some reason, I wanted it now. I started to giggle wildly. I couldn’t wait now.

She edged the nightstick into the my pussy as she pushed me onto my knees. “Mmm, and she smells like bubblegum. She’s going to be lots of fun.”

The vibrating was too much for me. Dr. Tresday’s gel was still making me ridiculously sensitive. All I could do was giggle helplessly as I felt my tits press against my uniform.

She caressed my cheek and stuck a finger in my mouth. I was compelled to suck. “Oh, and such soft skin and nice lips. She’s great.”

She slid the nightstick further into my pussy, and I couldn’t contain it anymore. I started moaning like a bitch in heat as I orgasmed.

“And sensitive too. Heheh, this is perfect,” the officer said. “You’re never leaving.”

That was okay with me, I had to see Nina after this anyways!

A few months later, no one had discovered what had happened in the hospital. Everything had worked out according to Gwayn’s plan. I sat at the nurses station, sucking on lollipop as Kathryn lead a patient up to me. The patient was so confused, she had no idea what a woman with cat ears and a tail was leading her around.

“This isn’t a real hospital, is it? This is all some sort of sick joke. It’s like all of you are porn stars!” the mousy brunette said. She was flat chested, had some mild acne on her face, and obviously hadn’t washed her hair in days.

“Uhm, kinda! But, like, you can be a porn star for a day too!” I grabbed one of the nearby needles with one hand and her arm with the other. I stuck her and giggled, curious as to see how she would change. Maybe I’d even get to fuck this one, though, I think that Doctor Tresday wanted to see me again....