This tale was originally written and submitted for Chrystal Wynd’s October 2011 “I Have a Secret” competition at the Mind Control Forum. I want to thank him for the direct spark. Since that submission, I tweaked it... and here is the result.
“I’ll call you later,” Tara shouted from her Lexus. Cassandra waved back without turning around, which was fine with Tara given it gave her a few extra moments to stare at her gorgeous ass.
As Tara pulled away from the curb, she immediately began reflecting over the last eight months. It certainly wasn’t every day when a straight girl; clearly horny for her boyfriend’s cock, is turned into a lesbian; clearly horny for pussy.
Tara woke up on her sixteenth birthday different. She didn’t realize how different until she thought of her boyfriend and the memories of him fucking her. How, she wondered in amazement, does one go from a night of multiple orgasms with her boyfriend to suddenly feeling repulsed by him?
Tara then experienced even stranger feelings when her sister Gina came into her room. With shock; she realized it wasn’t her boyfriend’s small tight ass and rock hard chest she found attractive; but her sister’s round shapely ass and large voluptuous tits.
As the week progressed; Tara discovered it wasn’t her sister specifically that turned her on, but all hot girls in general; and no longer did her pussy react to hot looking guys. It was this that led her to believe that her new attraction wasn’t natural.
Tara began a covert operation; and learned a lot over the course of the past eight months. It wasn’t the supernatural that was responsible for her new feelings; but science.
Through eavesdropping; Tara learned a lot from her three older sisters, who had undergone the same transformation when they turned sixteen. She also was pissed off when she learned her Daddy was behind it.
Her closest sister Gina, who was just a couple years older than her, was tasked with trying to help her cope with her new desires. Gina tried to convince her that her lesbian feelings had been latent, and were just now surfacing. Tara might have bought this if her Daddy had turned her bi, but he had turned her pure lesbian; with the same ramped up libido.
Tara loved sex; and when she was straight, she was constantly wet for her boyfriend. Now that she was a lesbian; she found herself constantly wet for lesbian sex.
One night she was so horny she couldn’t stand it. So, she decided she would try seducing Gina; but before she knocked at her bedroom door, she overheard her arguing with her two other sister. That was when Tara learned the company her Daddy worked for turned every female employee into a lesbian. This led to the question; Did this include the employees daughters... or was that her Daddy’s doing?
Tara took note of the way her sisters interacted with their friends; noticing for the first time how they often swapped them out for new friends. Tara also noticed that all their friends were drop dead gorgeous; which led her to believe the majority of them were straight; and under the influence of something to make them compliant.
Tara hypothesized that her Mom had been a victim as well; remembering she had divorced her Daddy to live happily ever after with her new girlfriend. What Tara wondered was why every girl was turned into a lesbian in the first place; not understanding the advantages.
Tara smiled as she recalled the night she took advantage of one of Gina’s friends. The girl was a cute redhead by the name of Megan; and Tara intercepted Megan as she was exiting Gina’s bedroom. Given Megan was still under the influence of whatever drug she was given, Tara easily coaxed her into her bedroom where they passionately made love all night. Megan woke the next morning embarrassed; not understanding what had happened. Fortunately, Megan was too embarrassed to cause a scene; so she snuck out of the house before her other sisters awoke.
Then everything changed two weeks ago. That was when Cassandra Barkley moved into town with her mother and sister. They came from Stockton, Kentucky; and what started as a major crush turned into an obsessive love.
The only problem at the moment was that Cassandra wasn’t gay.
The intercom buzzed; interrupting Michael’s thoughts. He was in the process of selecting from the final lists of candidates. Michael knew it had to be extremely important because he had told Theresa he didn’t want to be disturbed.
“Yes, Theresa,” he answered.
“I’m sorry to disturb you, sir, but your youngest is on line two and she insists on speaking with you.”
“Thank you, Theresa,” Michael replied before he hit line two.
“Hi sweetheart,” he greeted Tara.
“Hi Daddy,” Tara greeted him. “I know you’re busy but I need to see you.”
“I know you’re a lesbian, Tara, and I’m fine with it,” Michael replied.
“I know you know, Daddy. Why wouldn’t you, given you’re the one that’s responsible.”
Michael’s jaw dropped.
“Are you still there, Daddy?” Tara teased with a giggle.
“How do you know this?” Michael asked his daughter.
“Not over the phone, Daddy. I want to see you in person. At your place of business.”
“Why here?” Michael asked.
“When can I come see you, Daddy?”
“This isn’t a good time right now. Can’t you give me the short version over the phone?”
“Just tell me when it’s a good time, Daddy.”
Michael marveled over how manipulate and intelligent his daughter had become; proving she was in a different league in comparison to her older sisters. “I’m flying out on business tonight, so the earliest I can see you is Monday.”
“Can I come by Monday after school?”
“Yes, sweetheart. I’ll see you Monday after school.”
Michael leaned back in his chair and smiled. Never had he been more impressed with one of his daughters; and it was while he was thinking of Tara that his thoughts turned to one of his female candidates.
The girl’s name was Jessica Thorn and Tara reminded him of her. They both possessed a feisty disposition and a highly competitive nature. Jessica was smart and would undoubtedly be a tremendous asset. The fact that she had undergone all these interviews for the sole purpose of competing spoke volumes; and now the strikes against her due to the risks seemed trivial at best.
“One down; two to go,” he thought with a smile; and then picked up a different list.
Kristen Sterling epitomized beauty; and he absolutely adored her naturally large breasts. Sure, the good people of Chrystal Heights could duplicate them to perfection, but there was always something extra special about a natural pair. Michael laughed when he recalled how Kristen tried to downplay them; whereas Jessica wore a push-up bra in contrast.
Michael then scanned the final list and realized there was never any real doubt. Sam Wellington might not have been the smartest amongst the ten finalist; but he impressed him a hell of a lot more than any of them. His ability to apply common sense made him a winner.
Sam’s heart was pounding hard as he read the letter from Nightshade Management.
“Yes!” he cried out with excitement. He had done it! He had successfully beaten over two hundred candidates for one of three highly prestigious positions.
Sam continued reading; noting that he still had to participate in a psyche test, which would determine his starting salary, but the fact of the matter was that he was in; and the psyche test was a mere formality.
Sam reflected over his past three months and concluded that his confidence and candor paid off. He smiled as he saw where he was to arrive in Salt Lake City this Saturday morning; and from there a limousine would take him to the Nightshade Management facility where testing would begin soon after his noon arrival, and wouldn’t conclude until late Sunday evening.
Sam was also given a user name and password to a website which hosted his contract; and he wondered how necessary it was for him to read it since he would have sold his soul for the opportunity to work for this Firm.
Suddenly, he was distracted when his cell phone rang.
“Hi Tammy,” he greeted his best friend and sometimes fuck partner.
“Hey, you want some company?” Tammy asked in a greetings.
“Sure do, I was about to call you...”
“Sure you were,” Tammy laughed.
“Actually, I was... I was hoping you were available to help me celebrate.”
“Celebrate what?” Tammy asked.
“I was selected.”
“Nightshade Management...?” Tammy asked.
“Yes,” Sam replied; and then there was complete silence.
“Tammy?” he said.
“Yeah.”
“Can you come over?” Sam asked; realizing just then how difficult this would be for Tammy. He knew Tammy had always hoped for their friends with benefits relationship would turn into something more someday.
“When do you start?” she asked.
“I’m leaving for a weekend psyche test early Saturday morning.”
“Oh?”
“I’m flying out to Salt Lake City.”
“I see.”
“There are three of us who are competing for three open positions; each position carries a different starting pay.”
More silence.
“So, I’d like to see you,” Sam added.
“This probably means goodbye,” Tammy commented.
“We’ll remain the best of friends, I promise,” Sam replied; hating how much he was hurting Tammy.
“Then I might as well make this night a memorable one for you. One you can remember me by.”
“Ms. Sterling?” the receptionist called to her.
“Yes, Ms. Dixon,” Kristen replied after stepping outside the elevator; and it was then that she noticed the currier.
“This gentleman has a registered package for you requiring your signature.”
Kristen’s breath caught when she saw that the package was from Nightshade Management. Kristen quickly signed her name and took the package into her office. Feeling nervous; she sat down at her desk and opened it.
Kristen grinned after reading the first paragraph. Then she reached over and hit the extension for Mr. Jenkins office.
“What is it?” her boss snapped rudely.
“Jenkins?” she said.
“Mr. Jenkins,” he responded.
“Yeah; sure... anyway, I just wanted to say... fuck you!” Kristen responded before she slammed the phone down. Then she grabbed her packet and pocketbook; and exited her office.
“Ms. Sterling?!” the receptionist called out to her.
“Goodbye, Ms. Dixon,” Kristen replied.
“But Mr. Jenkins is on the phone and he sounds angry!”
“Tell him I quit,” Kristen replied before she disappeared inside the elevator.
As Kristen made her way across the parking lot; her large breasts bounced up and down on her chest. She knew she was giving everyone who watched her a show; but for once she didn’t care. Kristen climbed into her Honda Civic and then read more of the letter.
Kristen sat back in her seat and sighed. Although she found it a bit peculiar that a psyche test would determine her starting salary; she didn’t quibble about it. But she did wonder as to why the test would run twenty-eight hours in a controlled environment.
Kristen shrugged off her concerns and decided to call her roommate.
Jessica had just finished jogging five miles when her attention was drawn to the Currier Delivery Vehicle parked in front of her house. Well, not her house per say; her Father’s house. But he did buy it for her.
“Hi,” Jessica greeted the man as she approached; and suppressed a giggle when the man did a double-take.
“Hi there,” he responded after collecting himself.
Jessica allowed the man a few moments to drink in the sight of her curvaceous form; as it was encased in a skintight spandex outfit.
“Do you have something for me?” she asked; smiling.
The man’s eyes lit up and then frowned. “That would depend on whether or not you’re Jessica Thorn.”
“I am,” she replied.
“Could I see some ID?”
“Does it look like I’m carrying ID?” Jessica laughed.
“I’m sorry, ma’am... there are strict guidelines and—”
“Would you ask for my ID if you delivered this to my door?” Jessica asked.
“No.”
“Then I’ll meet you at my front door,” Jessica replied; and then jogged up her driveway and entered her house through the side door.
Moments later, Jessica opened the front door just as the man had reached the porch.
“If you would sign here, ma’am,” the man requested as he held out a clipboard.
Jessica signed her name; smiled as she took the package; and then closed the door.
Jessica’s eyes lit up when she saw that the package was from Nightshade Management; and then after reading it, she called her sister.
“Jessica?” her sister asked.
“I’m sorry; did I wake you?” Jessica asked; not really sorry.
“Yeah... What time is it?”
“Too late in the morning for you to be sleeping,” Jessica responded.
“Why are you calling?” Jennifer asked.
“I made it!” she exclaimed.
“Made what?”
“Nightshade Management!”
“Really...?” Jennifer asked, sounding surprised.
“All that’s left now is a psyche test.”
“Does this mean you’re finally going to end this charade?”
“After the psyche test,” Jessica promised.
“If you already made it; why bother?”
“Because the psyche test determines our starting pay.”
“But what the hell do you need the money for?” Jennifer asked.
“It’s not about the money; it’s about the competition; and landing the best possible position.”
“I swear, Jess... You better hope Dad never catches wind of this.”
“He won’t unless you tell him.”
“Then promise me as soon as the psyche test is complete; you’ll quit.”
“I promise.”
“You know; it won’t be easy at this point. I’m sure the other two are just as competitive.”
“Yeah, no doubt... but I have the edge.”
“And what’s that?”
“Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately?”
“Beauty only goes so far...”
“I know... I was kidding. The edge is in the fact that I don’t need this job.”
“I guess I can see the advantages to that,” Jennifer agreed.
“Anyway, I just finished a five mile run, so I need to take a shower.”
“I’ll call you later... maybe even treat you to a celebratory dinner.”
“You mean Dad will treat us,” Jessica laughed.
“Hey! The last time I looked it was my name on this black credit card,” Jennifer argued.
“So says the girl whose never paid a bill in her life,” Jessica laughed.
Stark naked, Jessica gazed at herself in the Bathroom mirror scrutinizing herself. As beautiful as she was... she was concerned about her tits. True; they were firm and shapely; but they barely filled her B cup sized bra, and she wished they were bigger.
While Jessica showered; she found herself increasingly horny; and considered calling Jason. Jason had always proved himself to be an especially skilled lover and she decided he was what she needed before her sister took her out to dinner.
When Sam touched down at Salt Lake City airport, he was immediately ushered into an awaiting limousine; and then did a double-take upon seeing the two other candidates.
“I trust you’ll make this a habit,” the brunette told him with a smirk.
“Excuse me?” he replied; confused.
“I said... I trust you’ll make this a habit.”
“I heard you... I just don’t know what you’re referring to?” Sam responded.
“The habit of coming in third,” the brunette responded; eliciting laughter from the girls.
Sam had to admit he was surprised at how utterly breathtaking the girls were. Jessica Thorn was not only beautiful, but incredibly confident, smart, and had a terrific sense of humor. Jessica wore her brunette hair long down her back; and her angelic face was set off by her sparkling blue eyes. At the moment; she was dressed casual in her pair of hipster jeans and red tee; and looking absolutely adorable.
Sam then shifted his attention to Kristen Sterling; who wore her blonde hair short and sassy-like. Her large green eyes complimented her beautiful face; but what really drew his attention were her incredibly huge tits. If Sam had to compare these girls against Tammy, who he always considered a nine; he would have graded both girls off the charts.
Sam discovered; much to his disappointment, that he’d been so enamored by them, that he hadn’t took note of his surroundings during the trip to the facility, until the limousine drove into a heavily guarded facility.
Kristen had to admit she was surprised upon meeting Jessica. It wasn’t often that she met her equal in both looks and intelligence. Sam also appeared pleasant enough; but there was something about him that didn’t quite measure up. Although Sam appeared attractive; he wasn’t in the same league as she and Jessica... and nor did he seem as intelligent.
The three of them were escorted into the facility by a girl who still looked like she was in her teens. Kristen guessed that the girl was performing her Internship; and was quite pretty; but was not at all impressed with the girl’s attire; as it accentuated her very shapely form.
When they entered the conference room, they were immediately greeted by a distinguished looking gentleman who introduced himself as Michael Covington. Kristen guessed he was in his mid fifties; and although he appeared friendly; he conveyed a seriousness about him.
“I will be your mentor and mediator throughout the testing process; and let me remind you that these tests will determine your place in our Firm, but before we get started, we need to give you a medical examination.”
Kristen had read the fine print, so she wasn’t surprised, but she could tell from Jessica’s reaction that she was caught off guard. Kristen smirked; wondering if Jessica had ever worked before.
“Kristen and Jessica... If you two would be so kind as to enter that room over there; and Sam, you can enter the adjacent door.”
Kristen and Jessica did as they were told and they were met by two very attractive nurses. Or were they simply more college girls pretending to be nurses? Then they met a woman in her late twenties, who introduced herself as Doctor Andrea Fairbanks.
“In addition to your physical examination, we’ll be drawing blood and administering a shot, so please strip naked so we can get started.”
“Huh?” Kristen responded with surprise; and only then did she notice the two examination tables side by side.
“Are you performing our exam at the same time?” Jessica asked with alarm.
“Yes,” the doctor replied.
“What happened to our privacy?” Kristen challenged.
“Mr. Covington ordered you processed at the same time.”
“Processed...?” Jessica said; clearly confused with the term.
“Perform your physicals,” the doctor reworded.
Kristen and Jessica exchanged confused looks before they began stripping.
When they were naked, they were instructed to sit down on the edge of their respective exam tables. Kristen averted her eyes when the doctor began examining Jessica’s breasts; and then blushed when it was her turn.
“They’re very heavy,” the Doctor remarked; palming them from underneath. “Do they ever give you back pain?”
“Not often,” she replied; wishing she didn’t have to answer questions while having her boobs felt up.
The doctor withdrew her hands and then scribbled something into her file.
“Alright now, scoot your fannies down and stretch out on your back.”
Kristen did as she was told, raised her knees and spreading her legs in the process. She wasn’t sure if it was a good or bad thing when one of the nurses covered her from the waist down.
Kristen felt the doctor’s finger gently poking and then she flinched when she felt a sting against her clitoris. But before she could say something, the pain faded; and she was too embarrassed to comment.
Kristen noted the doctor walking over to Jessica, and appeared to be giving her the same treatment.
“You girls can lower your legs but go ahead and move up so you can stretch out completely,” the doctor commanded.
“I figured you’d like to listen to music while we draw your blood; so let the nurses fit you with these iPods,” the Doctor commanded.
Kristen didn’t think twice about this; and found the music very relaxing. She must have dosed off because the next thing she knew was the nurses were walking away with vials of their blood.
“Sit up and drink this,” the Doctor commanded.
Kristen felt slightly dazed upon sitting up and drank the cold beverage as she was told.
“You have got to be kidding,” Jessica suddenly proclaimed when the nurses returned carrying syringes.
“One shot now and another one tomorrow evening before you leave the facility,” the doctor stated.
Kristen winced from the needle; and Jessica did the same when it was her turn.
“Normally; this is when I tell you to get dressed; but Mr. Covington has informed me you are not to wear clothing during your testing.”
“What?” Kristen asked the doctor; wondering if she had heard right.
“This must be a joke,” Jessica commented.
“Mr. Covington feels clothing would be a distraction,” the doctor stated.
“No fucking way,” Jessica snapped.
“You girls are to be naked until I tell you otherwise,” Mr. Covington announced as he walked into the room.
Kristen and Jessica covered themselves in response.
“Don’t you think this crosses the line?” Kristen challenged in anger.
“No, Kristen... and neither do you or Jessica,” Mr. Covington replied.
“Excuse me?” Kristen challenged; but just as she was about to argue the point, Mr. Covington’s words suddenly made sense to her.
“How are you doing this?” Jessica asked in a nervous voice.
“Doing what?” Mr. Covington asked.
“Changing our minds,” Jessica whispered; and Kristen’s eyes lit up with realization.
“I’m impressed, Jessica... Even at this stage,” Mr. Covington responded.
“Just answer the question,” Jessica snapped.
“Does it bother you that I’ve changed your mind?”
“Yes,” Jessica replied.
“What about you, Kristen?”
“Yes,” Kristen replied; agreeing with Jessica.
“Then stop dwelling on it; and accept it,” Mr. Covington stated.
“But—” Kristen was about to argue; but held her tongue in afterthought.
“Nor does being naked throughout the weekend bother you as well.”
Kristen dropped her arms; no longer concerned with being naked.
“I’ll escort you to your bedroom now,” Mr. Covington commanded.
Kristen blushed when she saw Mr. Covington eye her bouncing tits; and although she didn’t mind being naked in front of him; she did wish he was a tad bit more professionalism; and that her boobs were less bouncy.
“We’re sharing the same bed?” Kristen asked when they entered the room.
“Did you run out of money?” Jessica added with sarcasm.
“The bed is queen-size, so there’s plenty of room. Besides; you two don’t mind sharing with one another,” Mr. Covington pointed out and within seconds, Kristen realized he was right.
“Where’s Sam?” Jessica asked.
“Don’t concern yourself with Sam. Given how hungry you two are, I’ll go find something for you to eat.”
Kristen felt two things happen within seconds of one another. First, she no longer felt concerned for Sam, and number two... she found herself incredibly hungry.
“God, I’m hungry,” Jessica mumbled, and their eyes lit up when they realized the only reason why they were so hungry was because of Mr. Covington’s command.
“This power of suggestion is getting old,” Kristen murmured.
“Jessica!” Kristen yelled from the bathroom; and Jessica rushed to see what the problem was. Then she gasped at what she saw; for not only was their two showerheads, there was also two toilets facing one another.
“I know we no longer mind sharing, but this is kind of ridiculous,” Jessica remarked.
“It’s not right,” Kristen agreed.
Jessica turned back to Kristen and felt something she hadn’t expected.
‘Huh...? This couldn’t be,’ she thought to herself; but there was no denying her growing attraction towards Kristen; most especially her large beautiful breasts.
“You do realize you have yourself your own pair, right?” Kristen asked; blushing.
“I’m sorry,” Jessica responded; averting her eyes. “It’s just that they’re so fucking beautiful.”
“Thank you... I think,” Kristen mumbled.
Jessica forced herself to walk out of the bathroom to give Kristen some privacy; while battling her increasing desire for her.
Sam gazed at his naked reflection in awe. His physical transformation was beyond belief; and although he was staring at the proof, he was still doubting it.
It took just one hour to acquire a six pack of chiseled muscles whereas it should have taken months; and it was hard not to be amazed at his newly enlarged anatomy. Even in its flaccid state; it was thick and six inches long; and when it was erect earlier, it was monstrous; guessing nine inches in length.
Sam also knew that if he hadn’t undergone this physical transformation; he probably would have had a harder time digesting Covington’s speech, but it was hard to dispute when the proof stared him in the face.
Sam glanced down at his new tool again and chuckled. Those people from Chrystal Heights were geniuses. Not only was it impressive; but he now possessed complete control over it; having the ability to will it erect or keep it soft.
As Sam found out; Nightshade Management was incredible... if you were a guy. Maybe not so great if you were a girl. But as Covington stressed; the girls learned to love their new life.
Still; Sam couldn’t help but feel bad for Jessica and Kristen. Not enough for him to try and prevent their fate; nor enough to stop him from doing his part; but certainly enough to make sure they would reap more pleasures in their new lives than they could ever have imagined.
Sam acknowledged the girls were smart. In fact; smarter than him. But as Covington pointed out; Cocks ruled at Nightshade; whereas pussy simply serviced them.
Sam stepped up onto the disc, which immediately began to slowly rotate in a 360. He was just turning in the direction of the door when Jessica and Kristen entered the room. He smiled.
Jessica’s eyes lit up; despite her new orientation. She gawked at the size of his dick. Sam knew that the girls had already been converted, so he knew any attraction towards his dick would be purely out of fascination, rather than desire.
The girls took their places on the discs; which immediately began circling around. Both girls blushed at being put on display like this; and Sam couldn’t help but be impressed with the beauty of Kristen’s tits. For a fleeting moment; he wondered what Jessica would look like with a pair that big.
“Why don’t you take a picture,” Kristen snapped with anger.
“I’m sorry, Kris... It’s just that they’re so fucking beautiful,” he replied; purposely using the same exact words Jessica had said earlier.
“So I’ve heard,” Kristen mumbled.
“Impressive package,” Jessica remarked; gesturing to his groin.
“Yeah, I’m kind of blessed in that department,” Sam laughed.
“How big does it get?” Jessica asked with a teasing smile.
“Why don’t you suck me off and find out,” Sam challenged her.
Jessica laughed just as Covington entered the room.
“Alright. For our first test I’d like to conduct a personal question and answer session.”
Suddenly; the three discs stopped so they were facing each other.
“Before we start, I have a few questions,” Jessica interjected.
“I’m sorry, Jessica... but you’ll have to place them on hold until after the test. Now, there are two rules in this exercise... which are complete honesty and no passing on your response.”
“What if I refuse to answer?” Jessica asked with anger.
“You girls will be forthcoming in both your answers and questions,” Michael stated.
Sam knew from what he was told that the girls would obey. During their physical, they’d been bombarded with subliminal conditioning in the music they listened to.
“We’ll start with Sam and go clockwise,” Michael stated.
“How do you like having large tits, Kristen?” Sam asked with a chuckle.
“I don’t,” Kristen answered honestly, and then when driven by her compulsion, she elaborated. “They draw way too much attention.” Then she turned to Jessica; and motivated with her own growing attraction towards her, she asked, “Do I arouse you?”
“God, Kris... more than ever,” Jessica admitted with a smile, and Kristen had to suppress a groan from the wet heat flooding her vagina.
Jessica turned to Sam. “How come us being naked hasn’t given you a hard-on?”
Sam laughed in response before answering. “I have complete control over my cock... which means I decide when it gets hard.”
“Yeah, right,” Kristen murmured; wondering why Mr. Covington didn’t call Sam on his bullshit answer.
“Does my cock make you wet, Kristen?” Sam asked; pointing down at it.
Kristen’s eyes lit up when she saw it grow; and before she rose her head to make eye contact with Sam; she had seen it fully erect, and couldn’t imagine something that size fitting inside of her.
“Not in the least,” Kristen told Sam; despite his magnificent body; and it was then that it occurred to her that she wasn’t the least bit attracted to him.
Kristen turned to Jessica. “Jess, do I make you wet?”
“Like a flood,” Jessica responded with a smile; and then turned to Sam.
“If given the choice of fucking me or Kris; who would you fuck?”
“You,” Sam told Jessica; causing Jessica to blush.
Sam then turned to Kristen. “And if you were given the choice between sucking my cock or licking Jessica’s pussy...?”
“I’d lick Jessica’s pussy,” Kristen admitted without hesitation.
Kristen then addressed Jessica. “Same question, Jess? If you were given the same choice between me and Sam.”
“I’d rather lick your pussy,” Jessica responded with a grin.
“Alright, counter-clockwise,” Mr. Covington announced.
“What’s your favorite position?” Jessica asked Kris; still grinning.
“Sixty-nine,” Kristen replied; despite never having performed it before.
Kristen then turned to Sam. “How many girls have you fucked?”
“I don’t know... maybe fourteen or fifteen,” he responded.
Sam then turned to Jessica. “What about you? How many guys fucked you?”
“About the same,” Jessica replied in a soft voice.
Jessica then asked. “Have you ever felt this way about a girl before?”
“No,” Kristen replied, and then turned to Mr. Covington and added, “which I find strange.”
Jessica saw Kristen glare at Mr. Covington; given he was undoubtedly responsible for their new lesbian desires.
“Kris, let’s just focus on us right now,” she said and at first it looked like Kristen would argue, but something must have changed Kristen’s mind because she nodded her head in compliance.
“Are you as wet as I am right now?” Jessica then asked her.
“Wetter,” Kristen replied; blushing.
“And this concludes our testing for the evening,” Mr. Covington announced.
Jessica hopped off the disc and grabbed Kristen’s hand; without a single word being said; she dragged Kristen out of the room and back to their bedroom.
Jessica maneuvered Kristen onto their bed and then attacked her; and ravished her. There were no words, nor embarrassment, as they made passionate love with one another. Instinctively, they must have found each other’s G-spots because they both whimpered and groaned from several orgasms.
Sam was sprawled out naked on top of his bed staring up at the ceiling mirror. His eyes drifted back and forth between the adorable set of twins; drinking in the sight of their incredible naked bodies.
“Sam?” one of the girls said; drawing his attention.
“Yes, honey,” he replied, eying her with a smile.
“Mr. Covington told us we had to leave your room at 11:00 P.M.”
“Then you should do as you were told,” Sam replied.
“I mention this because you still have a good twenty minutes before we need to leave and I thought you might want to fuck us again... or have us go down on you again.”
Sam smiled; thinking how thoughtful of the girls. “I’m kind of wiped out for another round of fucking, but I would love another blowjob,” he responded.
The twins quickly repositioned themselves and within seconds his growing erection and balls were being bathed with the twins mouths; and nineteen minutes later he exploded to yet another orgasm.
Sam watched as the sisters shared his semen before he drifted off to sleep.
Michael allowed his blonde assistant to orally service him while he watched the twins tend to Sam through the two way mirror.
“Sir? There’s a phone call for you,” his brunette assistant announced.
“How did it go?” Michael asked Trent after his assistant passed him his cell.
“Perfect, sir. We’re ready to start processing her as soon as you send us the specs.”
“You’ll have them shortly,” Michael promised before ending the call.
Michael then shifted his attention to the other two way mirror where Kristen was busy licking Jessica’s pussy. At the moment the girls were in a controlled sleep whereas their physical bodies acted out on the sex dreams they were experiencing. The Firm had discovered their physical congress was extremely important during the early stages of their programming.
The shot Doctor Fairbanks had given them permanently altered their sexual chemistry. The girls, who had been heterosexual, were now one hundred percent lesbian. The good thing about their new lesbian desires was the fact that they would quickly feel normal to them. In addition; Jessica had been designated the dominant and Kristen the submissive; and they would forever share a special bond with one another; making their new relationship special.
Michael also manipulated their arousal level via a micro-computer chip inserted in their clitoris. On a scale from one to ten, they’re level of arousal had been set at five; which kept them somewhat horny. The higher settings had only been triggered for conditioning purposes. The cool thing about their arousal settings is that it would remain in place regardless of distance; and could also be reset from as far as a few hundred miles.
Michael continued to marvel at Kristen’s tits. Other than some extra back muscles; his friends at Chrystal Heights hadn’t needed to make a single enhancement to her form. Kristen would find that she would never need a bra again.
Michael filled his blonde assistant’s mouth with his semen; and smiled; patting the girl on top of her head. She had proved very adept at sucking and swallowing and she deserved the endorphin rush that was triggered from his approval.
Michael then turned back to Sam in reflection. After Sam’s initial reluctance; he eagerly accepted what was laid out before him. It wasn’t that Sam lacked ethics; for he never would have been selected if he had. It was just that Sam understood that he could do a lot more good for the girls if he were on the inside, rather than the outside. Besides; it was much better to play for the winning team rather than the losing team.
Kristen awoke with a start; and turned beet red moments later. She remembered everything... every pleasurable orgasm. Kristen understood that she and Jessica had been played; yet there didn’t seem to be anything she could do about it. It was like she couldn’t muster any anger over what had been done to them.
Kristen shifted around to gaze down at her new lover and felt herself stirring again. Her pussy actually got wet with desire for the girl; and right now Jessica’s hot breath near her moist pussy was driving her crazy.
“You smell incredible,” Jessica announced, startling Kristen. She hadn’t known Jessica was awake.
“I...,” she whispered; and then showed Jessica what she wanted by opening her legs.
Jessica giggled as she repositioned herself in a sixty-nine and they proceeded to elicit several orgasms from one another.
“Jessica?” Kristen whispered.
“Yeah,” Jessica replied as she caressed Kristen’s huge tits.
“What happened to us?” Kristen asked.
“You mean our new lesbianism?” Jessica asked.
“Yeah... I’m not a lesbian... At least not until I came here.”
“I think Nightshade Management has found away to alter our sexual chemistry,” Jessica responded.
Suddenly, Mr. Covington walked into the room; and neither girl appeared to be the least bit embarrassed at his intrusion.
“You need to prepare yourself for your next test session,” he announced.
Jessica and Kristen moved off the bed like an automation. They walked into the bathroom; sat down on their respective toilets and peed.
“This is weird,” Kristen remarked in stunned disbelief.
“Tell me about it,” Jessica replied; staring.
After they finished their business; they walked into the spacious shower stall and started soaping each other; Jessica couldn’t stop kissing and playing with Kristen’s tits.
“You really do love these, don’t you?” Kristen commented with a grin.
“I can’t stop touching them,” Jessica admitted.
When they emerged from the bathroom; there awaiting them were a couple of girls with make-up kits. Jessica and Kristen exchanged a quick smile before they sat down in front of their respective vanities.
“So, what did you do last night?” Jessica asked Sam.
“Had a threesome with twin girls,” Sam answered.
“Twins,” Jessica replied; sounding surprised.
Sam was about to say something but just then Covington appeared; and then three girls wheeled in strange looking recliners with headphones and a virtual reality visor attached to them.
“What the hell is this?” Jessica asked when she saw the accompanying computer.
“Please take a seat on the recliners so we can get started,” Michael instructed.
Sam found himself just as surprised with this development as the girls did; while settling him down on one of the recliners.
“We’ve performed a thorough study of your deepest desires. Trust me when I say they are secret; maybe even to you. Our technology is going to allow you to experience your secret desires in a virtual world we’ve programmed for you.”
“Our deepest desires...? Jessica challenged.
“Exactly,” Covington replied; and Sam was about to say something when he suddenly felt a vertigo sensation; followed by darkness.
“Sam?” he heard a man’s voice.
“Yeah,” he mumbled; and then looked down at himself, and saw that he was dressed in a tuxedo. Then he looked at the man standing across from him; noting that he was a Minister.
“Do you take Jessica to be your lawfully...”
The shock jolted Sam; and suddenly he was transported to a different scene; and this one was more to his liking.
Sam was fucking Jessica from behind.
“I told you my sister would be tight,” a familiar voice said; and he realized with shock that it was Jessica that said it.
“Jessica?” Sam said.
Jessica opened her eyes and saw that she was inside her bedroom at home. For a moment she was confused until she remembered this was virtual reality.
“What are you doing here?” she asked Sam, turning around. She saw that he was stark naked and hard.
“You need to take care of this,” Sam told her as he gestured to his cock.
“Not likely,” Jessica replied, eying it again.
“It’s impressive, isn’t it?” Sam commented.
“If you’re into that sort of thing, maybe,” Jessica replied.
“That’s right. Covington turned you into a pussy licker,” Sam laughed.
“You know about that?” she asked with surprise.
“Of course,” Sam replied.
“Don’t you think there’s something sick about all of this?”
“Not really,” Sam responded.
“We need to terminate this test,” Jessica insisted.
“Not going to happen,” Sam laughed.
Kristen found herself standing before a huge mirror staring at her naked reflection.
“They’re lovely, aren’t they?” her reflection declared.
Kristen’s eyes closed for a moment before reopening them.
“They’re lovely, aren’t they?” her reflection said again; but this time she watched her hands take a life of their own as she caressed and kneaded them.
“I love my breasts,” her reflection stated.
“I love my breasts,” Kristen whispered.
“I love my breasts,” her reflection repeated.
“I love my breasts,” Kristen replied. This time louder and with more conviction.
“I love how huge they are.”
“I love how huge they are,” Kristen murmured.
“I love how shapely they are.”
“I love how shapely they are.”
“I love how wonderfully horny they make me feel.”
“I love how wonderfully horny they make me feel.”
“How huge they are.”
“How huge they are.”
“I love the attention they draw.”
“I love the attention they draw,” Kristen responded; gazing at her huge breasts with adoration.
“Jessica?” Sam called out to her.
“What?” Jessica asked; confused.
“You’re a lesbian.”
“Tell me something I don’t know,” she replied; rolling her eyes.
“You’re a lesbian with one exception.”
“How is that even possible?” Jessica asked.
“You’re a lesbian with one exception.”
“What exception?” Jessica challenged.
“You’re a lesbian with the exception of my cock.”
“That don’t even make sense,” Jessica snapped.
“Gaze at my cock,” Sam commanded, and Jessica found she had no choice.
“You want my cock inside you,” Sam told her.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” she mumbled in response.
“You want my cock inside you,” Sam repeated, and this time the words dented Jessica’s armor.
“You want my cock inside you.”
“I want your cock inside me,” Jessica whispered; eyes glazing over.
“You want to suck my cock.”
“I want to suck your cock,” Jessica repeated.
“You’re a lesbian except with my cock.”
“I’m a lesbian except with your cock.”
“Only pussy, tits, a female’s ass, and my cock make you wet.”
“Only pussy, tits, a female’s ass, and your cock make me wet.”
“You want my cock.”
“I want your cock.”
“You need my cock.”
“I need your cock.”
“Come kneel before me.”
Jessica did so without hesitation; and then took Sam’s cock into her mouth. It tasted... delicious; as she went to town on it.
Kristen awoke with a start and then panicked until she saw Jessica sleeping beside her.
Quietly, she slipped out of bed and pranced into the bathroom to pee.
Afterwards; she stood before the mirror and slowly brought her hands up to cup her huge beautiful Double Ds. She then blushed when she realized that this was the first time she ever referred to them by their cup size.
Kristen remembered feeling self-consciousness about them all her life; but now, whatever these people did to her, she never was prouder of them.
Kristen tried raising the alarm bells over the things that were happening to her... but the truth of the matter, she felt more natural with her lesbianism than she had being straight; and even that was artificially driven.
“Hi beautiful,” Jessica greeted me from the doorway.
“I was about to take a shower; care to join me?” Kristen asked.
“On your knees,” Jessica commanded in response; and Kristen turned beet red when she found herself kneeling with obedience.
“Kris?”
“Yes, Jessica,” she responded from her knees.
“You’re feeling an overwhelming desire to submit to me, aren’t you?”
“Yes; why is that?” Kristen asked; remaining on her knees.
“Because I’m feeling an overwhelming desire to command and control you,” Jessica replied. “So, start licking.”
XXI. (Sunday evening)
Michael sat at the conference room table smiling. Across from him were Kristen and Jessica; and they were all waiting for Sam to arrive. Michael had been alerted earlier that Sam’s tryst with the new set of twins had put him behind schedule.
“Where is he?” Jessica snapped, impatiently.
“I’m sure he’ll be with us momentarily,” Michael replied; and almost on cue, Sam walked into the room with a Navy blue business suit on.
“How come he gets to dress?!” Jessica complained.
“He won,” Michael replied.
“Only because of a stacked deck,” Jessica seethed.
Michael sighed.
“Let’s just get on with this,” Kristen suggested.
“If either of you have questions; this would be the time to ask them,” Michael stated.
“Are the lesbian desires we’re feeling now permanent?” Kristen asked.
“Good question, Kristen. Yes... the feelings are yours now... you own them. Every female employee is turned into a lesbian... You can consider it standard operating procedure and there is no reversing the process.”
“But how can us being lesbians benefit you?” Kristen challenged.
“Well... I could tell you it has something to do with eliminating our concerns that a straight girl would get pregnant and be out on maternity leave... or simply stay home and tend to their sick child or attend a teacher’s conference... but the truth of the matter is that we simply prefer it this way.”
“I hope you have a lot of money,” Jessica threatened.
Michael sighed; knowing Jessica was referring to a potential lawsuit.
“Michael?”
“Yes, Sam.”
“Can you tell me what my itinerary is?”
“You’ll be given a week off before you begin your relocation process; and then you’ll begin training as our new Recruitment Manager.”
“What about the package?” Sam asked.
“We’ll be starting you out at a million dollars; plus an expense account; a fleet of company vehicles; a professional assistant; a maid; and a Trophy Wife.”
“A Trophy wife?!” Sam exclaimed with surprise.
“Yes, Sam... We find our recruiters are more effective when they have a beautiful spouse on their arms when they are wining and dining.”
“Do I get a say as to who my Trophy Wife is?” Sam asked.
“You already selected her.”
“I have...?”
“If you think hard enough; it’ll come to you.”
“Does the girl know?” Sam asked with a suspicious grin.
“She will know soon enough,” Michael replied with a smile.
“Could you tell me about my itinerary?” Kristen asked.
“Starting tomorrow you will begin training, but I’m afraid you’ll have to wait for your boss to contact you regarding your starting salary. You will also be provided a live-in maid to help you with all your needs.”
“A live in maid...?” Kristen asked with shock.
“Yes; we’ve taken the liberty of hiring your roommate for the position.”
“Beth?!”
“Yes.”
“Did you turn her into a lesbian, too?” Kristen asked with surprise.
Michael smiled while nodding his head.
“You can forget about my itinerary... or starting salary. I’m not going to work for you sick people,” Jessica pointed out.
“Yes, I know,” Michael replied. “And you should know that we have no intention of forcing you to work for us.”
“Then why have you gone to the extreme to convert me like you did with Kris?”
“Because we’ve groomed you for a different role... a very important one.”
“Fuck you,” Jessica snapped.
“Please don’t be like that... you should be proud of yourself; as you’ll provide a very important function. Plus Nightshade Management will be able to take full advantage of your superior talents while you honor and obey your new husband.”
“It’ll never happen,” Jessica responded.
“God, you remind me so much of my daughter. Did you know I’m grooming her to be a Trophy Wife as well...? It really is a prestigious role.”
“Your own daughter...? That’s sick! You won’t get away with this... I’ll fight you! I won’t accept it!”
“You already have,” Michael commented.
“Mr. Covington?” Kristen interrupted in a soft voice.
“Yes, Kristen.”
“Is my position important, too?”
“You will be Sam’s personal assistant which is extremely important.”
“Wait a second. How can I be his fucking wife if you turned me into a fucking lesbians?” Jessica challenged.
“You’re a lesbian with one exception,” Michael pointed out.
“My Father will never let you get away with this,” Jessica seethed.
“Are you kidding...? You’re going to introduce Sam to your Father as the greatest thing since sliced bread and do you seriously think your Father will complain when you grace him with a shit load of grandkids?”
“Fuck you!” Jessica snapped.
“Taming her should be interesting,” Michael remarked as he turned to Sam.
Suddenly, the doctor and nurses entered the room; and the nurses carried syringes.
XXII. Monday Morning
Jennifer stood in front of her full length body mirror staring at her naked reflection in amazement. Her eyes continued to drink in the sight of her new self and marvel. Her once short dark hair now hung long way past her shoulders and was blonde; and her once small breasts were easily three cup sizes bigger. The ironic thing was that she looked more like her identical twin sister than she ever did prior to this makeover.
“Why would they do this to me?” she asked her sister who stood behind her.
“You’re to be a present to my future husband,” Jessica replied in a soft voice.
“This Sam Wellington guy...?”
“Yes.”
“Then somebody truly fucked up because these people made it where I don’t like guys anymore,” Jennifer responded.
“Just like with me; Sam is your exception.”
“But I don’t feel any desire for him.”
“You will when you see him.”
“God, Jess. This is a fucking nightmare. I feel like I’m going to go crazy.”
“I’ll help you through it,” Jessica responded.
“How is this transformation even possible?”
“The physical changes are courtesy of Chrystal Heights; and the mental changes are a product of Darkview.”
“How can you be so calm about it?” Jennifer asked; eyeing Jessica in the mirror’s reflection.
“Because I’ve learned that we have no choice,” Jessica replied as she moved closer to hug her from behind... and just like every other time her sister pressed her naked self against her body; she felt herself responding.
“There’s something else you should know,” Jessica whispered into her ear. “Mr. Covington has made me the dominant in all my female relationships.”
“What does that mean?” Jennifer asked with confusion.
“It means I’m the Dom in our new relationship.”
“Sorry, sis... but I’m not into those sick games.”
“It isn’t a game.”
“It is as far as I’m concerned.”
“Turn to me,” Jessica commanded; and Jennifer immediately found herself doing so. “Now, on your knees,” Jessica demanded, and with shock, Jennifer dropped to her knees.
“What is this?! What did you do to me?!” she cried as she looked down at herself.
“Maybe this is a good time to define your new role in life,” Jessica pointed out.
“Let me up!” Jennifer cried.
Jessica walked up close and then spread her legs in a way where there was no mistaking her desires. “Now, lick me... lick me until I cum.”
Without hesitation; Jennifer moved her mouth to her sister’s pussy and began tonguing her... never before had anything ever tasted more delicious.
XXIII. (Monday afternoon)
“Hi Daddy,” Tara greeted him with a smile.
Michael’s eyes lit up; not only at seeing his daughter; but also seeing her gorgeous blonde friend.
“Don’t be angry with Audra, Daddy. I begged her to let me surprise you.”
Michael responded with a smile; but he would address this with his secretary later.
“I’d like to introduce you to my newest best friend, Cassie.”
“Hi Cassie,” Michael greeted the lovely blonde.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir,” Cassie responded in a shy polite voice.
“Isn’t her accent adorable?” Tara added with a giggle; and Michael noted how even more beautiful Cassie looked blushing.
“I didn’t think you would mind if Cassie joined the tour you promised me.”
“The tour... of course,” Michael responded with a chuckle. “But first I’ll need to cover a few things, so please take a seat,” Michael responded as he gesturing to the two chairs in front of his desk.
No sooner had Tara and Cassie sat down; restraints mechanisms were triggered, immobilizing the girls wrists and ankles; and before Cassie could voice alarm; she was rendered unconscious by a needle.
“Cool,” Tara blurted out as she looked over at her friend; still restrained; but obviously not rendered unconscious.
“You little minx,” Michael declared as he shook his head.
“Why am I still restrained, Daddy?” Tara asked with a grin.
“Because I’m debating whether you deserve a spanking,” Michael replied.
Tara giggled; and then shot her friend a smile. “Is she alright?”
“She’s in a controlled sleep.”
“Cool,” Tara reiterated.
“Listen, young lady... You have some explaining to do,” Michael stated.
“Where would you like me to start?” Tara asked.
“How about what you know and how you found out.”
“I know everything and most of what I learned was from eavesdropping on my babbling sisters. There’s an air vent in my room which goes directly to Gina’s room... and most of their discussions were in Gina’s room.”
“Interesting,” Michael responded; and then he turned to the lovely blonde.
“Isn’t she pretty, Daddy?” Tara asked.
“Extremely. Is she the huge secret you mentioned?”
“I want to spend the rest of my life with her, Daddy.”
“Come now, Tara. You aren’t even seventeen yet. How could you possibly know what you want?”
“I’m not like my sisters, Daddy. I need more than fuck dolls.”
“Listen, sweetie...”
“No! I want her!”
“We’re having a discussion, Tara... so I suggest you take it down a few octaves.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy. It’s just that I truly, truly love her,” Tara responded; tearing up.
“I have no doubt you truly believe this, but how can you be so sure that this isn’t simple infatuation?”
“It started out that way, but I have real proof and someday I’ll share that with you,” Tara replied as she eyed Cassie with adoration. “I love her long blonde hair... her shapely butt... her plump boobs... but what I really love is the spirit inside her beautiful form. Make no mistake; what I feel for Cassie is love, in addition to lust.”
“She is lovely,” Michael commented.
“I bet if she wasn’t the love of my life that you’d want her for yourself, wouldn’t you, Daddy?”
“She’s too young for our purposes; but she might have been tagged for grooming.”
“I want her, Daddy.”
“She would be a lot of responsibility, sweetie.”
“Would she be a problem given your long term plans for me?” Tara asked.
“You are very perceptive, Tara. But to answer your question; no. I would be grooming you for the most prestigious position a female can have at my Firm; and in that role you would be allowed a female love slave.”
“When, Daddy?” Tara asked with a grin.
“You still need to graduate high school and college before that happens.”
“Cool,” Tara responded with a smile.
“How come none of this angers you?” Michael asked his youngest daughter.
“I’m fascinated with the bigger picture; but it’s my love for Cassie that has kept me grounded.”
“She’d be a tremendous undertaking...”
“I know, Daddy... but as long as she’s at my side, I’ll be perfect.”
“You girls are sixteen years old; are you sure?”
“I want her, Daddy. I don’t care how big the responsibility is. I’ll take good care of her.”
“This is forever.”
“That’s what I’m asking for.”
“As your love slave; she’ll be turned into a lesbian, which means she’ll respond to other females as well.”
Tara nodded her head with a smile.
“She’ll also be passive and completely compliant in your presence.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” Tara beamed.
“Maybe I should have you join her in the processing chamber,” Michael suggested with a raised eyebrow.
“Cool, Daddy! What do you want to do to me?” Tara asked with genuine excitement.
“I swear, Tara. You are going to break hearts,” Michael laughed.
XXIV. (Tuesday Morning)
Sam walked into his apartment and gasped.
There before him; stark naked and standing in the middle of his living room, was his best friend, Tammy Saunders. Upon making eye contact with her; she dropped to her knees and prostrated before him.
“Tammy?”
“Yes, Master,” Tammy replied without looking up.
“Master...?”
“Yes, Master,” Tammy answered in a soft submissive voice.
“Get up, please... and tell me why you’re calling me your Master,” Sam responded. While Tammy rose to her feet; Sam’s attention was drawn to the man standing behind him.
“Trent?” he responded; surprised to see Trent Mathews; Covington’s right hand man.
“Hi Sam.”
“Is this your doing...?”
“I would have thought Michael would have given you a heads up; but it’s part of your package.”
“My best friends as my sex slave?!” Sam responded; and then turned back to Tammy. “Are you pissed?” he asked her.
“Yes, Master,” Tammy replied.
“Why did you greet me in this manner?” Sam asked her.
“Mr. Mathews thought it would drive home the point.”
Sam sighed and then turned back to Trent; who didn’t bother to hide his smile.
“Is this the big secret Michael mentioned?”
“Nope. Surely Michael mentioned you’d be receiving a maid.”
“My best friend is my maid?!” Sam gasped.
Trent nodded in response.
Sam looked back at Tammy; realizing this was something he’d have to get used to. “Well, there is something erotic about having her like this.”
“That’s good to hear, Sam,” Trent pointed out.
“How about you, Tammy?”
“Master...?”
“Don’t you agree there’s something erotic about having you like this?”
“In a perverted sort of way, yes, Master,” Tammy replied.
“Are you ready for that huge secret Michael told you about?” Trent asked.
“You mean now...?”
“Yeah; inside your bedroom,” Trent replied as he gestured towards the hallway.
“You are free to relax on the couch, okay Tammy?” Sam commanded.
“Yes, Master, but can I ask you a question, Master,” Tammy requested as she sat down on the couch.
“What is it?”
“Can I masturbate?” Tammy asked; blushing.
Sam turned to Trent.
“When she sees you; she goes into a state of perpetual desire for you. If you don’t make use of her; masturbation is the only way she can relieve herself,” Trent explained.
“I’m assuming she comes with a manual.”
“Of course,” Trent replied with a smile.
“Sure Tammy; you may masturbate.”
“Thank you, Master,” Tammy replied as her hand moved down between her legs.
“And Tammy...?”
“Yes, Master,” Tammy replied with a groan.
“I’m not into the Master/Slave bullshit; regardless what you are... so, stop calling me Master.”
“Okay,” Tammy mumbled as she continued playing with herself.
Sam followed Trent down the hallway to his bedroom; and upon entering, he saw a beautiful blonde girl on his bed. He marveled at how huge her breasts were; in addition to her voluptuous ass.
“Another sex slave?” he inquired.
“Your wife to be.”
“Huh?” Sam responded; and only then did he realize this blonde was Jessica. “Jessica...?!”
“Hello, Sam,” Jessica replied in a soft, sexy voice.
“You look incredible,” he responded with a smile.
“This isn’t even the secret,” Trent pointed out.
“You’re kidding,” Sam laughed.
“Jennifer?” Trent called out.
‘Jennifer...?” Sam responded; confused; but then; emerging from the closet was Jessica’s identical twin; stark naked and looking just as lovely as Jessica.
“Sam, I’d like to introduce you to my twin sister, Jennifer,” Jessica stated.
“I had no idea,” Sam replied with stunned amazement.
“So, you approve,” Michael laughed over the phone.
“God, do I ever,” Sam replied, chuckling.
“When we learned Jessica had an identical twin; and knowing your fetish for twins; it was a no brainer.”
“So, that’s why you kept on feeding me twins to fuck,” Sam laughed.
“Jessica and Jennifer come with a manual, so be sure to read the specs on them. I think you’re going to find it fascinating how you can trigger Jennifer to become Jessica and vice versa.”
“How can I tell them apart?”
“Actually; you can’t... except for the fact that Jessica is the dominant one.”
“Taking advantage of her feistiness, huh?” Sam commented.
“Actually, Jessica would never have been selected for the role of a Trophy Wife if she hadn’t been naturally feisty... and as far as her dominant personality; that is only towards her female lovers.”
“Her sister and Kristen...?”
“And anyone else you allow her to seduce.”
“And I control all these girls through my wife.”
“Exactly...”
“Amazing,” Sam replied.
“Enjoy,” Michael said before ending their call.
“One last surprise for you,” Trent announced when he handed Sam a remote control gadget.
“What is this?” Sam asked.
“We call them pussy regulators,” Trent laughed.
“Do tell,” Sam replied with a smile.
“The twins are set on the same frequency; so whatever you do to one; the other will be affected as well.”
XXV. Epilogue (Three months and two weeks later)
Michael lightly tapped on his youngest daughter’s bedroom door.
“It’s open,” Tara called out; prompting Michael to enter.
“Hi Daddy,” Tara greeted him.
Tara was sitting before her vanity mirror near naked. She did have a pair of black bikini panties on; but nothing else. She smiled at him through the mirror’s reflection.
Michael then shifted his attention to his daughter love slave. Cassie was completely naked and brushing Tara’s long hair. He could see Cassie blush; from being naked in front of him; but that didn’t stop her from brushing his daughter’s hair.
“You’re turning seventeen soon and I wanted to know if there is something special I can get you for your birthday.”
“You already did, Daddy,” Tara replied as she referred to Cassie.
“Yes, I realize that... and it pleases me that Cassie has brought you so much joy, but I was wondering if there is anything more,” Michael replied.
“Actually, Daddy... there is something now that you mention it. The gift wouldn’t necessarily be for me directly, but I would benefit and it would please me. It would be the perfect birthday gift.”
“Oh?” Michael responded with a smile.
“Remember how I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was in love with Cassie? How I insisted it wasn’t just lust...?”
“Yes,” Michael replied with a smile.
“And do you remember me answering you when you thought Cassie was my secret...?” Tara asked.
Michael smiled; remembering now how she dodged that question. “Cassie was never your secret, was she?”
“To be fair... there were a lot of things I sprang on you that day; but the secret I was referring to wasn’t one of them.”
“So, is this secret also the proof you have that what you feel is love for Cassie?”
“Yes, Daddy... it is,” Tara giggled; and then she turned in her chair and moved Cassie down on her lap and kissed her.
“Then by all means; I would love to hear it,” Michael laughed.
“You see, Daddy... Cassie has a twin sister.”
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