"Shaken - Part 3"

By Orestes

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   The group of twelve women took their seats in Dr. 
Connelly's office for the third weekly focus group 
meeting. Of course, Penny Kaiser didn't sit on a chair. 
She was more comfortable sitting cross legged at Jenna 
Klein's feet. Similarly, Violet Brooks, who was the 
talk of the town for recently switching to the 
Pineapple shakes, stayed close to her friend Louise, 
and played absently with her hair.

   The other women in the room looked on these two with 
amusement. It was hard to take this couple of air-heads 
seriously.

   Most amusing of all, of course, was Kaitlyn Parker. 
Up until the last week, no one would have believed that 
Kaitlyn, or Katie as most of the women now called her, 
would have switched away from the Blueberry shakes that 
the other women enjoyed so much. She was just too 
intelligent and respected to be lumped in with air-
heads like Penny and Violet. 

   Nonetheless, when the rumours started going around 
about her shameful behaviour, everyone had to admit 
that she was just as dumb as the others. Maybe more so. 
After all, none of the other girls, whether on 
Pineapple or not, had embarrassed themselves quite so 
completely. Now she knelt at the feet of her teenage 
employee, Amanda Redding, with a vacant look in her 
eyes.

   Phil Connelly observed the action as the women 
talked, making little notes on his clipboard. 

   " All right ladies, let's begin. I just wanted to 
start by following up on your initial impressions of 
the different flavours of the shakes. I know that most 
of you liked Blueberry, but try to give an honest 
opinion on the other flavours too. "

   " Describe for me the kind of woman who you think 
would like the Blueberry flavour..."

   That was an easy one. Women from around the room 
piped up with answers.

   " Sexy... assertive... popular... smart..."

   The list went on. Kaitlyn blushed as she reminded 
herself that these were all qualities that she could no 
longer claim. Well, there was sexy...

   " Okay, how about Pineapple ? What kind of woman 
would like that flavour ?"

   The women giggled amongst themselves.

   " Clumsy, " Jenna Klein was the first to offer. 

   "... slutty... weak-minded... unpopular..."

   Even Amanda got into the action. Kaitlyn liked to 
think that the younger woman still respected her, but 
when she was around these other women, she went right 
along with their cruelty. 

   " Uh huh, " Phil Connelly noted their words. " And 
Cherry flavour ?"

   " You've got to be kidding, " broke in Louise. " No 
one would sink as low as to enjoy that flavour. " 

   " You might be right, but if someone did like it, 
what kind of person would she be ?"

   Everyone knew this was a silly exercise. 
Nonetheless, it only took them a few minutes to gather 
their thoughts about any woman who would sink to 
drinking the sordidly sweet Cherry shakes. 

   " I guess you'd have to be pretty scatter-brained, 
and really undisciplined, " one of the women offered.

   Jenna jumped in. In all conversations, she seemed to 
be the leader, and everyone followed her cues. "I, for 
one, wouldn't trust any employee who was drinking 
Cherry. She would need constant punishment to keep her 
in line. "

   The other women agreed.

   " ... submissive... dependent... in need of 
training... " 

   No one explained where they came up with these 
impressions. It just seemed to be understood from their 
fleeting first impressions of the Cherry shakes they 
tasted at the beginning of the product trials.

   " Finally, why don't you ladies tell me what kind of 
woman you think would drink the Cream Soda flavour," 
Dr. Connelly asked the question with a straight face, 
but his question brought laughter from around the room. 
None of the women seemed able to express how shameful 
it would be to enjoy this, the most sickeningly sweet, 
of the meal replacement shakes.

   " Okay. That will almost do it for today. Before we 
go, can I find out if any of you ladies have switched 
flavours during the week ?"

   The room's attention turned first to Violet Brooks. 
The woman's face went red. 

   " I have, " she admitted. " I switched to Pineapple 
on Friday. "

   Kaitlyn knew it was her turn. With all the women 
looking at her, she knew she couldn't deny it. They 
would be able to smell a lie.

   " I switched to Pineapple on Monday, " she said. 
Chuckles floated around the room. The women all 
remembered the way that Kaitlyn had stayed behind after 
the last focus group meeting. This just confirmed what 
they already knew.

   " But also, " if at all possible, Kaitlyn's 
embarrassment grew. Everyone was looking at her again. 
" I switched to..."

   Her body betrayed her. Anyone could see how much 
this was arousing her. A little tremor of lust shook 
through her as she completed the sentence, " I switched 
to Cherry on Saturday. "

   This time, even Penny Kaiser and Violet Brooks 
laughed with the other women. They might be Pineapple, 
but at least they weren't Cherry like Katie now was.

   The meeting ended, and the women began to disperse. 
Kaitlyn followed Amanda to her car, and then held open 
the driver's side door as the younger woman stepped in. 

   Little rituals like this had built up between the 
women over the last week, and although Kaitlyn resented 
being treated like a servant, she had a hard time 
imagining it any other way. As much as she would have 
liked to deny it, the words the other women had given 
to describe her were more appropriate than they could 
know.

   Submissive... scatter-brained... in need of 
training... in need of punishment...

   Kaitlyn was startled at first by the new direction 
her desires were leading. Before, it had just been a 
simple desire to please. To fit in. And, of course, the 
arousal that could only be satisfied by her acceptance 
of her new place as Amanda's inferior.

   But it hadn't been enough. Sometimes she wondered if 
it would ever be enough. 

   So it was on to Cherry. Suddenly, the shame of being 
used by Amanda and her boyfriend didn't completely 
satisfy her.  She could feel the growing need to be 
scolded, ordered, trained and disciplined. Her teen 
employee had responded with a new attitude of 
superiority that both angered and aroused Kaitlyn. 
Their friendship was on dangerous ground.

   " You can sit in the back, Katie. "

   Amanda pulled forward the passenger seat of her 
little car, and watched with amusement as her boss 
climbed awkwardly into the back seat of the little car. 
More and more, the teen girl imposed little indignities 
like this, just to display to the other town women the 
kind of control she held. 

   They arrived at the library, and Kaitlyn followed 
the younger woman in. 

   Here too, their relationship had changed. The 
teenager took more control every day of the library's 
operations. Kaitlyn could only watch as her authority 
drifted away. 

   What bothered her most was that this is what she had 
begged for so desperately when she arrived at Amanda's 
door almost a week before. Whether she liked it or not, 
this is what she needed. Since submitting to her young 
friend, she had never felt so sexually satisfied. 
Amanda was sheltering her from the other women, and if 
it wasn't for her influence, Kaitlyn knew she would end 
up serving Jenna Klein, or one of the other town 
bitches. That would kill her.

   Besides, it felt good to *belong* to Amanda. Kaitlyn 
was instantly aroused whenever she thought about it. 

   It was so hard to tell what was really her, and what 
was caused by the shakes. 

   All Kaitlyn knew was, despite the humiliation of 
everyone knowing she was below Amanda - now even below 
Penny and Erin - it became easier each day. 

   " Oh, by the way, Katie, I'm having a few friends 
over tonight. Go on over to the general store, and buy 
us some snacks. "

   " Friends ? What friends..."

   " Don't worry yourself about it, Katie. Just run 
along now. "

   Kaitlyn blushed at her young friend's patronising 
tone. Despite her question, she knew exactly which 
friends Amanda was planning to entertain. They were her 
crowd. The small clique of women included Jenna Klein, 
and her closest friends. Amanda fit in perfectly.

   Kaitlyn tried to be angry with the younger girl for 
her poor choice of friends, but she couldn't sustain 
it. The truth is, if she were still drinking Blueberry, 
these are the same women she would be eager to fit in 
with. It still didn't ease her misgivings about an 
evening spent with these women, but she knew she 
couldn't really blame Amanda. 

   She walked across the street to the general store, 
trying to keep herself from surveying the scene of her 
embarrassment in the alleyway. Even though the memory 
brought her intense shame, it also warmed her body. The 
humiliation had been delicious.

   That's what her life had become. Kaitlyn spent most 
of her time in a sexual daze, feeding on her hunger for 
the sweet flavours of the shakes, and reviewing in her 
twisted imagination the acts of humiliation she had 
already acted out. Her mind alternated between shame 
and anger, each one feeding the physical reaction. With 
what was left of her attention, Amanda had allowed her 
to continue her search for the truth.

   It was becoming discouraging. As Kaitlyn strolled 
through the narrow aisles of the general store, she 
silently counted the avenues she had investigated to 
find information about Baldwin Pharmaceuticals, the 
source of these shakes. It almost hurt her head to keep 
her concentration on it.

   At each turn, the results were disappointing. 
Baldwin was a small but successful firm, and there was 
very little information about its activities. 

   Life would be so much easier if she could just let 
it go. Her mind would be blissfully blank, only pausing 
to choose between different flavours of chip dip, and 
soft drinks, like she was doing now.

   Kaitlyn paused to look at the x-rated magazines 
before finally leaving the store with her arms loaded 
with snack foods. She hated the idea of those snobby 
women coming into Amanda's house as guests. There was 
even a minor surge of jealousy mixed in her feelings. 
For the past week, Kaitlyn had spent almost all of her 
time with Amanda.

   Even when they had sex, and Brad was with them, she 
kept all of her attention on her young friend. Brad 
didn't matter much. He could push himself into her ass 
from behind, as he often liked to do. He could slide 
himself between her swollen breasts, and she didn't 
mind a bit. All that mattered to her was the surge of 
pleasure she felt whenever the soft flesh of Amanda's 
body was near. 

   Kaitlyn loved to the taste of the young woman. She 
loved the warmth and softness of her embrace. Most of 
all, she loved the delicate aroma of blueberry that 
filled her lungs when she inhaled deeply of the younger 
woman's body. 

   She could lavish attention on her for hours, the 
warmth of the shakes filling them both.  So far, Amanda 
had been more than willing to allow Kaitlyn the 
indulgence of her body. 

   Now, Kaitlyn couldn't stand the idea of letting 
these other women into their home. 

   All she could hope was that it would be over 
quickly, and she could slip into Brad and Amanda's bed, 
and spend the rest of the night pleasing them.

   So it was with mixed feelings that Kaitlyn waited by 
the door, ready to take the women's coats as they 
drifted in. 

   " Are you sure you can remember which one is which, 
Katie, or should we label them ?" Jenna laughed as she 
draped her coat over Kaitlyn's waiting arms. 

   In all, five women arrived. Jenna brought Penny, of 
course. The dim-witted blonde followed her to the sofa, 
and began to rub her feet without even being asked. 
Elma Harris brought a couple of bottles of wine for the 
gathering. Allison Clarke and Hanna Dixon arrived 
together from their jobs at the post office.

   They all laughed about the silly outfit that Allison 
had chosen for her friend. Kaitlyn felt exposed, in 
just the little skirt and a T-shirt. It made her look 
like one of those silly Hooters waitresses, with her 
now ample chest displayed for everyone. 

   Once she had all of the coats into the closet, she 
began to serve drinks for the women while they chatted 
with Amanda. The girl was in her glory. Somehow, her 
dominance over Kaitlyn had given her a special status 
amongst these women, and although Kaitlyn knew that her 
young friend was still loyal to her, Amanda took every 
opportunity to display her control.

   " Oh dear, it looks like our clumsy Penny has 
spilled her drink. Don't just stand there, Katie... get 
something to clean it up. "

   The commanding manner of the younger girl just 
seemed natural now, and Kaitlyn didn't pause to argue. 
She brought a towel from the kitchen, and began to wipe 
the floor under Penny's feet. She could hear the other 
women giggling as her little skirt rode up lewdly. 

   " Katie, " Amanda scolded her again, " I can't 
believe you used one of the good towels. It will be 
stained for certain. "

   The discipline-hungry buzz of the Cherry shakes fed 
on Amanda's disapproval, making Kaitlyn groan 
embarrassingly with pleasure. Even Penny was laughing. 
She stood above the librarian, and laughed so hard that 
she spilled some more of her wine. The red wine 
splashed across the front of Kaitlyn's T-shirt, amusing 
the women further. 

   By the time Kaitlyn retreated to the kitchen again, 
her pussy was throbbing from arousal. She rubbed 
herself briefly through the skirt, but was called to 
bring out some snacks before she could gain any relief.

   The front door opened.

   " Amanda, " called Brad absently, and then noticed 
that other women were in the house.

   " Hi honey, I just have some friends over for a 
while. " Amanda rose to greet her boyfriend. The other 
women watched hungrily as the couple kissed. Brad had 
obviously come home horny, and as Amanda kissed him, 
her hand wandered down and rubbed him through is jeans.

   He whispered something in her ear, and she laughed.

   Again, Kaitlyn wished that these damned women 
weren't around. In the last few days, Brad had often 
come home with an appetite for sex, and it had resulted 
in some intense scenes for the three of them. 

   Finally, the two lovers broke from their kiss, and 
Brad went upstairs to the bedroom.

   " As you ladies can see, I have a little something 
to take care of right now, " Amanda announced. The 
women talked so openly about sex these days that there 
was nothing shocking about this. " I'll just be a few 
minutes. "

   Kaitlyn panicked. Amanda just couldn't leave her 
alone with these women. Anything could happen.

   As if in response to her concerns, Amanda stopped 
briefly to whisper in Kaitlyn's ear. " You keep control 
of yourself while I'm gone, or I'll punish you when I 
come back down. "

   The threatened consequences made Kaitlyn's legs 
melt. Ever since she first tasted the Cherry shakes, 
she had hungered for this kind of discipline from her 
young employee. As Amanda made her way up the stairs, 
Kaitlyn watched, wishing that she could follow. 

   " Mmm. That makes me horny, " said Jenna. The other 
women nodded in agreement. 

   Without any shame on her part, Jenna stood, and 
began to unfasten her belt. The women watched as she 
slipped the belt off and laid it across the top of the 
sofa. Next, she began to unbutton her jeans, and pulled 
them down her legs.

   Kaitlyn watched hungrily as the most dominant of the 
females then squirmed out of her panties, and sat back 
on the sofa with her legs spread just slightly. On cue, 
her errand girl dropped to her knees, and pushed her 
face into Jenna's crotch. None of the other women 
seemed surprised by Penny's compliance. 

   " That looks good, " said Allison Clarke, rubbing 
herself through her jeans.

   The sexual energy bounced back and forth through the 
air. Kaitlyn had never seen this side of the women 
before, but it was probably because she had so often 
avoided them. Now, she could almost smell the power 
exchanges between the women.

   Jenna's friends watched and rubbed themselves, but 
none of them seemed willing to drop to the submissive 
position of pleasing another. It was torture for 
Kaitlyn. She hungered to drop to her knees and please 
these women. All of them, if she could. Despite her 
dislike for them, nothing would be more fitting than to 
take her position as their servant.

   Slowly, she backed into the kitchen, anxious to 
escape the spell of the scene unfolding in the living 
room. Amanda had ordered her to keep control of 
herself, and she knew that it was for her own good. 
Once she became community property of these women, it 
would all be over.

   In the kitchen she tried to ignore the sounds of 
pleasure rising from the next room. A deep hunger was 
building, and she needed something to satisfy it. 
Without thought, she opened the cupboard where she kept 
the shakes. 

   Cherry. She needed it badly.

   " What do you have there, Katie ?"

   Damn. She had almost forgotten that this part of the 
kitchen could be easily seen from the living room. 
Jenna had been watching as she retrieved one of her 
shakes.

   " Bring it here. "

   Kaitlyn's body moved almost involuntarily. Jenna's 
confidence was unshakeable. She knew that she was at 
the top of the social order, and that Kaitlyn couldn't 
resist her commands. She had just finished her own 
orgasm. Penny knelt at her feet, her face slick with 
juices. Now Jenna was looking for a new amusement. 

   With trembling hands, Kaitlyn handed the shake to 
Jenna. 

   The women giggled as Jenna sniffed the contents, and 
made a face. " I really can't believe you drink this 
stuff. In fact, that's something I'd like to see. On 
your knees. "

   Keep in control, Amanda had cautioned. Kaitlyn could 
feel all of her self control melting away. She dropped 
to her knees as Jenna rose to stand above her. 

   " Open your mouth, Kittie. Stick out that tongue for 
us. " 

   Penny was nearby, and as silly as she looked with 
her slick face, she was giggling at the Kaitlyn's 
desperation. The librarian held her mouth open, and 
extended her tongue as Jenna held the plastic container 
a few inches above, tilting it ever so slowly. 

   " Ungh..." Kaitlyn begged, the only way she knew 
how.

   A little stream of the thick shake escaped the rim 
of the bottle, and dribbled down into Kaitlyn's mouth. 
The women all laughed as Kaitlyn lapped it up, begging 
for more.

   " Please... I need it..."

   Jenna wasn't done tormenting Kaitlyn yet, though.

   " Let's see how badly you want it. Penny, " the 
woman commanded, " undress, and bend over the coffee 
table for me. "

   The witless blonde did exactly what she was told. 
She had never struggled with the effects of the shakes. 
Kaitlyn almost wished it had been that easy for her. 
The emotional sting of being at Jenna's mercy  burned 
in the part of Kaitlyn's mind that remained defiant. 

   Penny giggled a little as she bent over the coffee 
table, exposing body completely to the other women. 
Jenna stepped up behind her little servant, and Kaitlyn 
found herself following on her knees, anxious for her 
next taste of the shake. 

   " Hold your ass open for me, Penny. "

   The dumb girl complied, reaching her hands back, and 
spreading herself. Kaitlyn could only watch as Jenna 
tipped the plastic container again, ever so slightly, 
allowing a little stream of the syrupy liquid to 
dribble downwards onto the blonde girl's ass. She aimed 
the stream to land in the crack of Penny's ass, and it 
dribble downwards, across the girl's rear hole, and 
even further along the exposed lips of her pussy.

   It was an instant fight to keep control. Kaitlyn's 
first instinct was to push her face into Penny's rear, 
and lap up the precious liquid. Only her loyalty to 
Amanda stood in her way.

   " What's wrong, Katie... is it below you to lick 
poor dumb Penny's ass for us ? I know she's a witless 
little thing, but at least she isn't drinking Cherry, 
now is she ?"

   The taunts only increased Kaitlyn's longing. She 
watched as Jenna cruelly continued to pour the shake 
out of the bottle, allowing it to fill the crack of 
Penny's ass, and run down her pussy and thighs. The 
other women watched with amusement as Kaitlyn struggled 
to keep control. 

   They all seemed to know. They knew that she couldn't 
resist.

   Slowly, Kaitlyn began to lower her face to Penny's 
behind. The sweet fragrant aroma of the shake rose to 
her nostrils. This would be it. This would establish 
her place amongst the women for good. She wouldn't even 
be equal to the other submissive girls who drank the 
Pineapple flavour. She was far below them. So far, that 
she was hardly worthy to lick this delicious stuff from 
Penny's ass.

   Her tongue hovered over Penny's tight hole. Kaitlyn 
absolutely knew that she would humiliate herself 
further by pushing her tongue deeply into the girl. It 
was unavoidable now. She closed her eyes, and brought 
her head forward.

   " Katie !"

   She froze. It was Amanda's voice. 

   Kaitlyn's eyes flew open, to find her employee 
coming down the stairs onto this scene.

   " That's enough. What did I tell you about keeping 
control of yourself ?"

   Somehow, this public scolding burned more intensely 
than even the thought of what she was about to do. 
Amanda approached the women.

   " Excuse me ladies, but I have to deal with Katie 
now. " She paused at the sofa. " Jenna, do you mind if 
I borrow your belt ?"

   Kaitlyn rose on weak legs and followed the teen girl 
into the kitchen. Instinctively, she kept her eyes down 
on the floor. The submissive rush of the Cherry shake 
brought an uncontrollable energy to Kaitlyn's body. 
Yes. This is what she needed. Correction. Training. 
Discipline. 

   Amanda bent her forward over the counter, in front 
of the window, and commanded that Kaitlyn hold up her 
skirt. There was no argument at this point. The effects 
of the shakes had control of them both.

   The first crack of the leather made Kaitlyn jump and 
whimper. The sound was crisp, and cut through the 
laughter and gossip in the other room. 

   Two. Three. Four.

   Kaitlyn imagined the way the red marks would form 
across the cheeks of her ass. Her breathing was rapid 
now, as she anticipated more of the punishment.

   Five. Six. Seven.

   Each time was harder. The slapping of the belt 
against her rear, and her whimpering had silenced all 
other conversation. They were listening. Enjoying the 
submission.

   Then Kaitlyn remembered. This part of the kitchen 
could bee seen from the sofa. The sting of the belt 
paled in comparison to the sting of humiliation as she 
looked in the reflection of the window, and saw the 
women in the other room, watching as Amanda continued 
the punishment. 

   Finally, when she thought she could handle no more, 
Amanda slowed the pace. She brought her mouth to 
Kaitlyn's ear and whispered as she finished the final 
blows.

   " This is for your own good... <whap>... you can't 
give in to them without my permission. I'll keep you 
safe. You can be all mine...<whap>... this is exactly 
what you want, isn't it ? Punishment... discipline... I 
can smell it <whap>..."

   " Amanda... " Kaitlyn whispered back, trying to 
contain her tears.

   " Yes. "

   " I love you. "

   " I love you too, Katie. "

   The strapping had stopped. 

   " Amanda..."

   " Yes. "

   Pause.

   " One more please. "

   Kailtyn let her tears escape with her orgasm when 
Amanda landed the last blow of the night. Through the 
reflection in the glass, she could see that there was 
more than amusement in the eyes of the women. There was 
hunger.

***

   There was no doubt in Kaitlyn's mind about the love 
Amanda felt for her. As they opened the library 
together the next morning, she even caught a fleeting 
moment of the respect the young girl had always shown 
her.

   " Why don't you check your e-mail... see if there's 
anything new on Baldwin Pharmaceuticals ?"

   It was mostly just a matter of humouring her now, 
Kaitlyn knew, but it showed the loyalty that the teen 
still felt for her.

   What had started as dozens of messages per day had 
become a trickle. Today there was only one. It was from 
a medical journal she had sent a request to. Kaitlyn 
had almost forgotten.

   ' In response to your request, I did a little 
digging into drugs that have the effects you described. 
I'm afraid there's not much. There was a single 
investigation on file by a federal agency on the 
research of a drug that sounds similar. It took place 
around five years ago. The company was Parmedosa 
Pharmaceuticals. '

   ' Most of the files were kept private, to protect 
the identities of the women who were experimented on. 
Unfortunately, what we have is quite vague about the 
effects. There is some indication that the drug was 
used as an sexual stimulant. The researcher, Dr. 
Alessia Brotto was disciplined in the matter. Her 
brother, a Dr. Phillip Brotto also worked on the 
department, but his involvement was never proven. He 
got away without having his medical license revoked.'

   ' I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help. '

   This was the first promising lead she had found in 
any of the responses. Unfortunately, it was getting 
difficult to concentrate on how to proceed next. If she 
could link the researchers to Baldwin, it would be a 
beginning.

   Kaitlyn began with a public records search for 
Alessia Brotto. 

   She waited, holding her breath, as the inquiry was 
processed. Aside from some early records, there was 
little to be found. It was like the woman had simply 
disappeared.

   Next, she entered the name Phillip Brotto into the 
same engine.

   Her heart almost stopped as the response filled her 
screen. The man formerly known as Phillip Brotto had 
applied for a name change after the scandal. He was now 
known as Dr. Phil Connelly.
   
***

   Kaitlyn could see the end of the shotgun swaying as 
she fought every urge in her body to return to her 
submissive role. Dr. Connelly shifted his eyes between 
the two women, but Amanda was no more sympathetic to 
him. With the younger girl by her side, Kaitlyn felt 
like she could control herself.  The faint aroma of 
Blueberry was all the encouragement she needed to keep 
her resolve.

   " Goddamn it, doctor, tell me the truth. "

   He shook his head slowly. " You really don't want to 
do this, Katie. If you kill me, there's no way out of 
this for you. "

   Her knees were shaking. She remembered how, just two 
weeks before, she had sunk to her knees in front of 
this man, and greedily swallowed his cock with the 
taste of Pineapple fresh in her mouth. He had known, of 
course, what it would do to her. He had just been 
playing with her.

   But now the power was in her hands, and she was 
demanding answers.

   " All right. It's true. My sister and I both worked 
for the research labs of Parmedosa. We were trying to 
isolate biological compounds that we hoped would 
increase female sexual performance. An equivalent to 
Viagra, if you will. "

   " When Alessia  and I noticed the extremely complex 
results of the laboratory testing, I thought we should 
abandon the whole thing. But she... well, she's always 
been the more aggressive researcher of the two of us. 
She skipped right to a limited human trial. That was 
what caused the later investigations. "

   His voice became more animated as he spoke. It was 
like he had kept a secret for far too long, and now was 
relieved to finally let it out. 

   " It was a remarkable group of compounds that we 
isolated. Initial effects did include increased libido, 
but also carried additional benefits. Women became more 
assertive and adventurous. It also stimulated a 
magnificent return to animal pack behaviour. This is 
what intrigued Alessia the most. She found that women 
exposed to certain variations of the compound would 
assume naturally dominant or submissive roles. "

   Katilyn tied hard to follow his words, but her head 
ached from concentration. "What does this mean ? How 
can I get back to normal ?"

   " Well, " Phil Connelly licked his lips nervously as 
he again seemed to notice the gun, " you can't. I mean, 
once your body adjusts to the new compounds, it begins 
to synthesize them internally. Even if you quit 
drinking the shakes, the effects remain. All we can do 
is try to find the right level for each woman. "

   " For the vast majority, Blueberry, the lowest 
level, is adequate. It simply causes increased pack 
behaviour, sexual arousal, and assertiveness. An 
additional compound reduces anxiety. All beneficial 
effects. As you know, once a woman proceeds past this 
level, additional side effects occur. Inability to 
concentrate, and lower social status are the main ones. 
The high levels of compound also introduce some minor 
physical changes. "

   Kaitlyn looked to Amanda. The younger woman seemed 
stunned by what she was hearing. Any doubts she carried 
about her friend's theory were blown away.

   " This can't be it, " sobbed Kaitlyn. " I can't be 
like this forever. "

   " Maybe..." the doctor started.

   " What ?"

   " My sister developed a separate mix of the 
compounds. When she found that the test subjects 
established a strong pecking order, she resolved to 
find a way to maintain control over all of the subjects 
by creating a master compound. This would be her 
privilege, to be at the top. "

   " And..." Kaitlyn grew impatient. She could barely 
understand him anymore.

   " The levels of the compounds in the master formula 
are quite high. It could easily displace the effects of 
the Cherry shake. The effects mirror and intensify 
those of the Blueberry shakes. It would no longer 
interfere with your ability to think, nor would it 
force you into a submissive role. Quite the opposite, 
in fact. "

   " How can I get it ?"

   Phil Connelly bent down to the top drawer of his 
desk, and produced a single plastic container.

   " This is it. All you have to do is drink it, and 
you'll be in control again. In more control than you've 
ever been. "

   Kaitlyn hungered for that. Even through the 
submissive buzz of the Cherry shakes, she wanted to 
gain control more than anything. Strangely, in this 
moment, she looked to Amanda for permission. It would 
mean a role reversal, and if the young girl didn't want 
that, Kaitlyn knew that she couldn't disobey.

   " Go ahead, " Amanda urged.

   The librarian stepped forward unsteadily, careful to 
keep the shotgun aimed at the doctor. He stepped away 
from the desk as she approached, leaving the plastic 
container there for her.

   With some difficulty, she kept the gun trained on 
the doctor as she raised the plastic container towards 
her lips. She desperately wanted the rush of power that 
would invade her body, and restore her mental 
abilities. The women wouldn't be laughing at her 
anymore. They would grovel at her feet.

   Finally, she brought the warm thick drink to her 
lips. A powerful aroma expanded in her nose.

   Too late.

   In that last moment, she recognized the aroma, but 
couldn't stop herself from drinking.

   Cream Soda.

***

   It was a proud day for Phil Connelly when the 
medical clinic was finally completed. He meticulously 
dusted off the furniture in his new office, and was so 
absorbed in his thoughts that it took him a few minutes 
to notice that he wasn't alone. 

   " It's a beautiful little town. "

   He smiled. " Yes. I think that you're going to enjoy 
living the quiet life, Alessia. When did you arrive ?"

   The tall brunette walked slowly around the perimeter 
of her brother's office, taking the time to straighten 
his framed diploma on the wall before drifting gently 
into his arms. This private moment passed silently 
between the siblings, who had so long kept apart.

   " I arrived just last week. I found a cute little 
house within walking distance of everything. It's been 
empty for a few months, but I'm sure the local women 
will help me to clean it up. "

   " I'm sure they will. It won't take long for the new 
pack order to establish itself. "

   " And the men..."

   Phil shook his head and smiled. " I've been here for 
two years, Alessia, and I know these people pretty 
well. If the men have noticed the differences, they 
aren't mentioning it to me. The only thing they're 
seeing out of this, for the most part, is a little more 
sex. Nothing to complain about. "

   " I'm so glad. It looks like we can finally settle 
down. It has been so lonely without..."

   Phil nodded gently. He knew how hard it had been for 
his sister to go without the complex social 
interactions fostered by the shakes.

   " Have there been any side-effects ? " the concern 
of a researcher showed through as Alessia pushed up her 
glasses, and began to leaf through the clipboard atop 
her brother's desk.

   Dr. Connelly paused. After all the time his sister 
had suffered in isolation, he was reluctant to trouble 
her with the particulars. He knew his eyes couldn't 
hide it, though.

   " There was one woman, Kaitlyn Parker. Somehow, she 
overcame some of the calming effects of the compounds, 
and discovered some portion of the truth about us. I 
was able to induce her to level four, which, of course, 
has ended her curiosity."

   " Was it really necessary ?"

   " At first, I felt guilty. She was such an 
intelligent woman in the beginning. However, she had 
already naturally progressed to level three. At that 
level, any sort of self-awareness would be more of a 
curse than anything. She'll be much happier this way. " 

   " Where is she now ?"

   " She stays with a co-worker of hers, young Amanda 
Redding. At first, I thought I would have some problems 
with Amanda too, since Kaitlyn shared some information 
with her. However, now that Kaitlyn is content in her 
new role, the young woman seems to have set aside her 
doubts. She's becoming quite comfortable in her new 
role. "

   He smiled. " Self interest wins out in the end. "

   " It gives her a little extra social status to share 
Kaitlyn with the other women and their husbands. Amanda 
has taken over at the library, and Kaitlyn is earning 
extra money by stripping at a local bar. It is, of 
course, more difficult for her to function, now that 
her language skills are degrading. Nonetheless, when it 
comes to sexual matters, she gets her point across 
quite clearly. No, I don't think young Amanda will ever 
have cause to complain. "

   " Mmm, " Alessia couldn't conceal her excitement 
from her brother. It had been years since she had taken 
in the sweet aroma of the complete submissive. As much 
as she regretted what Kaitlyn had become, her body 
welcomed the news. " I'm definitely going to like it 
here. "

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