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 Author: wandrer
Title: Control Group
Part: Chapter 1
Universe: The Company
Keywords: be, humil, mc, mf, nc, ff
Summary: A college student signs up to be part of the control group in
an experiment, but since the experiment is by The Company, she finds
herself getting much more than she bargained for.
Disclaimer: This story is a work of adult fiction and contains sexually
explicit material that some may find offensive.  It is meant for persons
over the age of 18 and is not suitable for children.  All characters
contained within are purely fictional, any similarity of any character,
event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely
coincidental.
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   "Control Group" - Chapter 1

   Julie looked down at the flyer and up at the building in front of her.
It was a large but fairly generic glass and concrete building - it might
have been any of a dozen office buildings in the area.  The address was
right, although the building itself had no marking.  Julie looked down and
read the flier again.

   "Seeking young, healthy women to serve as test subjects in medical
trials.  Guaranteed to be safe.  50% Chance of placement in control group,
but payment is guaranteed.  Three days, $5000.  Please call..."

   And beneath that, Julie had scribbled the address of this office
building, received when she called the number listed.  It sounded almost to
good to be true - they sent a taxi for her, and five thousand dollars!  To
a struggling college freshman, it might as well be a mint.  And they said
the tests were safe...

   With a sigh, Julie walked in the set of double doors, entering the very
nice but surprisingly bare reception area.  She moved over to the desk,
where a stunning blond receptionist was sitting.  Julie noticed an odd play
of expressions over her face as she walked up to the desk - the blond's
face seemed to register something like extreme dissapointment, then a
moment of despair, then panic.  But by the time Julie was facing her, the
woman had an almost ridiculously bubbly expression on her face, so much so
that Julie was certain she had imagined it.

   "Well aren't you the cutest little thing," the blond gushed in a very
airy voice, "how can I help you here today?"

   Julie blushed at the woman's comment - especially given the fact that
the woman was so absurdly gorgeous, in that large-breasted-blonde-bimbo
sort of way.  Julie knew she wasn't unattractive, but she was fairly
self-conscious, falling into that elfin, cute category - small frame, short
dark red hair, little button nose, small breasts.  Her little-girl looks
combined with her small town upbringing had left her somewhat shy,
particularly when complimented.

   "I...I'm here for the medical trials?  Julie Sherman?"

   Julie noticed an odd smell in addition to the woman's perfume -
familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.  The woman had a strange, almost
forced expression of happiness on her face.

   "Of course, sweetie.  Just go through those doors there at the end of
the hall.  They'll take care of you."

   Julie turned and walked in the direction indicated, and as she walked
through the doors, she missed the strange transformation that came over the
receptionist's face.  Diane (formerly David Caruth, CEO of TransCorpTech
International) turned to look at the front doors with an expression of
utter dispair.  Then she moaned breathily as the dildoes penetrating her
pussy and ass (part of the chair beneath her) began to slowly start their
throbbing again.  The expression of horror fought with shudders and smiles
of pleasure over her gorgeous face as she begain involuntarily thrusting
her wet pussy and lubricated ass against the fake cocks inside her.  She
thought of her former receptionist who (as a man) she had been forcing to
sleep with her, and who had eventually embezzled enough money to arrange
for Diane's new "position" with The Company.

   With a moan, partly of pleasure, partly of disgust, Diane reached for
her coffee mug (filled with a thick, white liquid) and began slowly sipping
it, occasionally grunting or whimpering in some unknown combination of
misery and ecstasy.

   Julie, meanwhile, walked into a room filled with cubicles where she was
met by a small, plump, motherly looking woman.

   "Hello there, dearie.  My name is Cathy.  Why don't you come with me and
we'll get you started."

   Cathy led Julie down another hallway, and then directed her into what
looked just like a slightly upscale hospital room.  Cathy closed the door
and sat in the chair next to the bed.

   "Why don't you take your clothes off, while I fill out this form and ask
you a few questions."

   Julie was somewhat shocked by the abruptness of it all, but Cathy seemed
so unperturbed by the situation that Julie, blushing, began to disrobe,
pulling off her t-shirt and jeans while Cathy asked her a stream of
questions: how old was she, where was she from, height and weight, etc.
As Julie reached for the short, sheer robe hanging on the door, Cathy
looked up and suddenly said, "Oh, wait just a second, I need to do a brief

gynecological exam on you, sweetheart."

   Julie stared for a moment, standing there in her bra and panties, then
stammered out "Oh...OK".

   "Just take off the rest of your clothes lie here on the bed."

   With shaking hands, Julie undid her bra, letting her almost-b-cup
breasts free, and then slipped her panties down around her ankles.  She was
too nervous to look up at Cathy as she moved to the bed, so she didn't see
the hungry look in the older woman's eyes, not that she would have been
likely to recognize it.

   The woman moved to the bed above her, and moved her hands to Julie's
small breasts while Julie began blushing furiously.

   "Just relax, Julie.  I'm going to check your breasts and your p...vagina
for a couple of minutes, and I need to ask you a few tough questions about
your sex life.  Is that OK?"

   Not trusting her voice, Julie nodded, thinking of the five thousand
dollars that she would get from all this.  Cathy began kneading Julie's
breasts slowly.  In spite of herself, Julie noticed it felt kind of nice.

   "How many times have you had sex?"

   Julie started at the question, blushing even more.

   "Well, I...ah, actually...ohh!"

   Julie let out a moan of surprise as one of Cathy's fingers stroked over
her small, pink nipple, which she realized was very hard.  She had always
been very sensitive there.  She looked at the other woman in surprise,
gasping a bit as Cathy began rubbing her thumbs over both nipples, sending
small jolts of pleasure through her.  Before she could say anything,
though, Cathy started to talk again.

   "Sensitive, huh?  Sorry, sweetie, I'm almost done with this part.  What
were you saying?"

   "I...uh, I've never..."

   "You're still a virgin?" Cathy said, sounding surprised.

   "Ahh...yes."

   Cathy smiled down at her for a moment.  Julie was breathing a bit more
quickly as the woman continued to caress her nipples.

   "Good for you."

   Cathy suddenly lifted her hands from her breasts, Julie barely managed
to stifle a moan of disappointment.  She yelped suddenly as the womans hand
slid over her crotch and brushed against her lower lips.

   "Sorry.  Again, this will be quick."

   Julie heard a plopping sound and stared up at the ceiling as she felt
something cold and wet drip onto her slit.  A small whine passed her lips
as she felt Cathy's fingers rub the lubricant into her pussy.  Some part of
Julie felt she should stop her, but...

   "...ex on?"

   Julie blinked against the lovely sensations coming from her midsection,
realizing that Cathy had been talking to her.

   "Ahh...I...uh...huh?"

   "I said, how many guys have you performed oral sex on?"

   Julie withheld another moan, shocked at the image that leapt into her
head, of her ex-boyfriend Josh, who had broken up with her when she refused
to go down on him.  Now, all she could think of was his hard cock, sliding
into her little mouth...

   "I...ahh...none..."

   "My you are a good little girl aren't you?  I assume this means you've
never performed oral sex on a woman, either?"

   Some part of her was telling her something was wrong, but the image of
her roommate, Lori, suddenly filled her mind, her legs spread, with Julie's
tongue sliding over her shaved...

   "Nnnooo...I...aaaaaahhhhhhHHHHH!!!  AHH!!  AAAAHHHH!!!"

   Suddenly Julie's whole body tensed up in a massive, screaming orgasm -
only the third she had ever experienced.

   After a minute she stopped shaking and screaming on the bed, and lay
there gasping for air, feeling slightly dizzy.  God!  What was wrong with
her?  She had let a strange woman masturbate her to orgasm!  Why didn't she
feel worse about what had happened?

   She turned her head to see Cathy flicking a needle filled with yellowish
fluid.  Julie tried to summon up the energy to question her about it, but
she felt so sluggish she could barely make herself move.

   "Wha...?"

   Cathy smiled, somewhat frighteningly.

   "Relax dear.  This is what you signed up for.  In a minute you'll be
fine."

   Julie watched the needle slide into her arm, vaguely registering the
small pinprick of pain.  She felt a warmth moving up her arm, to her
shoulder, then up her neck, and...



   Cathy watched the adorable little college freshman smile dreamily, then
immediately pass out.

   "Not much drinking either.  You *are* a good little girl, aren't you?"

   Cathy stared at the nude girl for another moment before getting up with
seeming difficulty and then stumbling for the door.  When she closed it
again, she slumped against the wall and took a couple of deep breaths. 
Then she pulled a walkie-talkie out of her white coat pocket.

   "Fred, she's ready to go.  Tell Doug that that new batch of AphroDine8
he was testing is a little too strong - even with the antitode, I almost
couldn't control myself with the girl.  I'm going down to the stables - I
think that Mrs.  Johnson's up for another pussy-eating training session,
and lord knows I need it."

   ****

   Dreams of invasive questions and strange fluids.  What's that smell?  I
don't think I should be telling you tha...

   ****

   Julie came slowly into a dreamlike consciousness.  Her head was cloudy,
but she could see that she was sitting in what looked like a small lecture
hall.  The room swam in and out of focus, but she could see a line of men
and women filling the benches opposite her, wearing the white coats of
doctors or scientists.  After a few moments, a thin man in a suit walked
into the room, holding a file folder from which he was reading.  He walked
up to her and she smiled hazily up at him as he looked down at her.  Then
he turned to face the group of white coats.

   "Ladies and Gentlemen," he began, setting the folder on a podium, "this
is our first full trial of X-7b.  As you can see, from this picture of the
subject - taken yesterday - the changes are approximately what we
expected...perhaps a bit more pronounced than what early experiments
indicated."

   The haze permeating Julie's mind was penetrated by the light shining
from the wall to her right.  She turned her head to look at the large
screen which was displaying a picture of a naked young girl sleeping fully
laid out on a bed.  It took her a few moments to realize that it was her.
Boy, my breasts are small, she thought to herself.  It occurred to her that
perhaps she should be worried about a naked picture of herself six feet
high on the wall, but she couldn't quite get up the energy for it.

   "These side effects may make X-7b unsuitable for certain cases,
requiring further development, but in the less well-endowed subjects it may
be a desireable feature.  Now, on to the primary effects.  As you can see
from your handouts, this candidate was chosen for her inexperience and
general prudishness.  We can safely say from the interviews under Epithol
that our test today falls far outside of anything she would do voluntarily.
So, without further preamble, let's bring her around and start the test. 
As usual, I suspect we'll have some initial panic, but if the X-7b has been
effective, it should be controlled in a few moments."

   Julie felt prick as the doctor pressed a needle into her arm while she
smiled up at him again.  He stepped back.

   For a few moments, Julie just sat there.  Then suddenly her head started
to clear and she was overwhelmed by sensations.  First she felt the cold
metal folding chair she was sitting on.  Then she noticed how strange her
body felt, particularly her chest.  She felt extremely sensitive - she
could feel the air playing over her arms and legs, and her nipples hurt a
little for some strange reason.

   Air...cold chair.  Suddenly she realized she was naked!  Panic overtook
her as she looked around the room, coming to full consciousness.  She was
naked in a room full of people!  With a yelp she leaned forward, trying to
cover herself, and was faced with the extremely strange sensation of
something soft hitting her legs and something harder hitting her breasts.
She looked down in shock.  And screamed.

   Her huge breasts were laying in her lap as she hunched over.  They must
have been at least D cups, possibly bigger.  Attached to her tiny little
body, they looked almost comical - obviously not natural on a tiny girl
like her, yet they had the heft of natural breasts, if abnormally perky for
their size.  Her nipples were similarly grotesquely enlarged, although they
were covered in some sort of odd, soft clamps - the source of the vaguely
painful pinching.

   Trying desperately to cover her deformed nudity, she looked up at the
man standing in front of her.

   "What have you done to me!?" she screamed, tears rolling down her
cheeks, "this can't be real!  Please, " she sobbed, "please let me go,
I...unh!  ahhh..."

   Suddenly the clamps on her nipples started vibrating, and her head
clouded over again, this time with pleasure.  The bliss radiating outward
from her nipples was unlike anything she had felt before, even when she
masturbated.  She could barely think straight through it.  Jerking slightly
from the pleasure she lifted her head up to the man again, who was watching
her, expresionless, while holding a small black box.

   "P-please," she whimpered, "please st-ohhh...please stop..."

   "Stop talking," the man said.

   Suddenly she found herself unable to speak.  She moved her mouth, but no
words came out.  Her inability to talk was made worse by the fact that the
continued stimulation of her nipples, while very light, was still making
her almost absurdly turned on.  She could hear herself panting and making
involuntary groaining noises and whimpers, though she tried not to.  Even
worse, she could feel herself getting wet - wetter than she ever got when
she was turned on.  She could actually feel it pooling between her legs as
she hunched over.

   "As you can see, simple commands are obeyed immediately.  And while this
girl is obviously horribly embarassed by her predicament, she is also
obviously very aroused.  And this is just from minor stimulation.  Now,
proceeding with the test."

   The man turned back to Julie, who was now sobbing openly, with
intermittent gasps of pleasure.  She looked up at him, terrified at the
effect his command had had on her.

   "Stand up and uncover yourself."

   With a groan of horror, Julie found herself standing up and dropping her
hands to her sides.  Her huge breasts made her feel tremendously
unbalanced, so she spread her legs to stay upright, sobbing and trying,
unsuccessfully, to beg them to let her go.  Between her open thighs, she
could feel the air playing over her burning pussy, and cooling the juices
that were pouring forth.  She was so wet that she could feel a trickle
running down the inside of her thigh.

   It took her a moment to realize that the man was still standing behind
her.  She stared out at the audience, unable to cover her naked body (the
command did save her from her urge rub her pussy in spite of the onlookers,
which she felt like she desperately needed to do).  They looked back with
mostly academic interest, although a couple of the men (and of the women,
had she noticed) were occasionally scanning her naked young body with open
appreciation.  She burned red with shame.

   "As you can see, the subject is clearly resistant to my instructions but
is unable to ignore them," the man paused, "...I hope you will all forgive
me for diverging slightly from the planned test - we'll finish it in a
moment - but as you all know, I have my...deviant moments."

   This last brought a titter from the crowd and a chill ran down Julies
spine, as well as a trickle of cold sweat.  The vibration of her nipples
was maddening - keeping her tremendously turned on but not enough to
relieve her aching need.

   "Besides, this should also be fully against her sensibilities.  Julie,
turn around."

   She did so, and noticed the odd sensation of her new breasts swaying on
her chest.

   "Kneel in front of your chair."

   Shaking with need and fear, she knelt down in front of the metal folding
chair.  To her disgust, she saw a small puddle of what could only be her
pussy juice sitting in the chair.

   "Julie, lick up your mess."

   "NNNGHH!  NNGGHH!  NNN...," Julies eyes went wide with horror and she
groaned out wordless protests as she found herself leaning forwards to the
seat of the chair.  She began sobbing, trying desperately to stop herself
as she stuck her tongue out and began lapping at the salty liquid that had
come from between her legs.  Her loud sobs were muffled as she slurped up
the fluid, noting its odd flavor filling her mouth.  Her sobs and
humiliation were increased when the audience behind her began to applaud
politely.

   "Julie, stand up.  And face me."

   As she crawled to her feet, hiccupped sobs escaping her lips, the man
continued speaking to the audience, talking in chemical terminology that
she didn't understand about what had been done to her.  Her mouth was
filled with the flavor of her own cunt and the metal from the chair.

   "...and the ultimate effect of all this is that whenever her nipples are
stimulated, she can be given commands that she will follow as well as she
is able.  Her overall sensitivity is increased dramatically - this girl was
formerly a moderate four on the Wright scale, she is now nearly a
seven-point five.  Her nipples are above nine."

   The audience stirred at this, obviously a significant statement,
somehow. Julie shivered in fear of what that might mean.  She was now
facing the man as he spoke and sobbing, her nipples still aflame with the
mild buzzing.

   "Light stimulation, as from unrestrained clothing, will make her
suggestible, although not to the point of being ordered.  But even the most
moderate sexual stimulation - as from our little buzzers there," a titter
from the crowd at that, "will make her completely obedient.  While she
cannot be given orders when unstimulated, triggers can be placed that will
cause her to cascade into a new set.  For example:"

   The man turned to her and smiled his cold smile.  Julie groaned
incoherently, trying to beg him to stop.

   "Julie, when I snap my fingers, you will be able to speak again.  When I
snap them again you will turn into a complete and utter bimbo, incapable of
complicated thoughts.  When I snap them a third time, you will also crave a
hard penis filling your mouth, and desperately want to swallow male semen.
You may find someone in the front row and ask if you can suck him off. 
When he has cum, your mind will return to normal, but you will act like a
friendly, obedient dog, obeying only dog commands, doing only what a dog
would do.  Ladies and gentlemen, I am now turning off the stimulation."

   Julie gasped as the buzzing at her nipples stopped.  Her whole body
still tingled with rushes of pleasure.  The man reached forward and
unclamped the items on her nipples.  She let out a shuddering scream as the
blood painfully flowed back into them, which turned into a sobbing moan.

   He snapped his fingers.

   It took Julie a few moments to get her sobs under control, and to
realize she could speak again.

   "Please, please," she whimpered, "I've never done anything!  Why are you
doing this to me?  Please don't make me..."

   The man snapped his fingers again, the sound cutting through the air.

   "Me...uh...Julie...um..."

   A haze descended over her Julie's consciousness.  What was she saying?
Hey, shouldn't she have some clothes on?  Ooo!  Look how big her titties
were!  She giggled as she lifted her massive breasts in her two small
hands. She looked up at the funny man in front of her.

   "Look, mister!  Julie's titties are real big!  And they feel nice!"

   He smiled, "Yes, I can see that."

   He snapped his fingers a third time.

   Julie's mouth started watering and she sucked in her breath as a
desperate need filled her.  Though she had never had one in her mouth
before, she knew that she must suck on someone's cock, right now!  Her
hands let her breasts fall again, and she leaned against the man standing
in front of her.  She began rubbing her body up against him, feeling the
wonderful sensations from her massively sensitive, red nipples.  She lifted
a leg so she could rub her wet pussy on his thigh, letting out a whimper of
pleasure as she felt the fabric slide over her slit.

   "Mister, let Julie suck on your cock," she breathed, desperately, "I've
never done it before, but I promise I'll do it real good!"

   "Thank you, no, Julie.  But perhaps one of these gentlemen would let you
if you ask them nicely?"

   The man gently disengaged her from his body and turned her towards the
crowd that she had forgotten about through her mental haze.  She let out a
squeal of pleasure (not noticing the lustful looks this elicited from most
of the men in the group and a fair number of the women) and half-walked,
half-skipped to the first man in front of her - a pale-skinned blond man
with thick glasses.  As she walked, she could feel her huge tits bouncing
on her chest - she almost stumbled due to her altered center of gravity. 
When she got there she fell to her knees in front of him and looked up at
his pleased expression.  She leaned in, feeling her nipples hit the metal
chair between his legs as she cuddled up to his stomach.

   "Mister, can I suck your cock?  Please?  I've never done it before, but
I promise I'll do it good!  I want to have your stuff in my tummy!"

   The man nodded, his expression caught between amusement and eagerness.

   With another eager squeal, she began frantically fumbling with his jeans
beneath his lab coat.  She got them open and pulled them down around his
ankles, followed rapidly by his boxers.  Her breath caught in her throat as
her eyes fell on her first cock.  It was still soft and looked huge to her
(although it was actually just average size).  With a moan of anticipation
she fell forward into the man's crotch and took him into her small mouth.

   The soft cock rapidly began to harden as she sucked on it happily,
making little moans of joy.  She felt the head begin to press against the
back of her throat and let out a little happy groan as it stretched her
mouth open.  Her tongue stroked the sides and top as she slid her mouth up
and down on her first cock.  A salty dribble at the tip encouraged her to
use her tongue there - the sweet taste of his pre-cum was the most
wonderful thing she had ever tasted...yet.

   He came quickly, the whole scene combined with the small girl's amateur
cocksucking an immense turn-on for any man.  Suddenly he groaned, and hot
cum came flooding into her mouth.  Her eyes went wide with joy and surprise
as she frantically began swallowing the thick, glorious substance.  In her
inexperience, though, she quickly found her mouth full and pulled back to
swallow, causing the next spurt to hit her in the face.  After she
swallowed, she opened her mouth to catch more of his spurting come,
giggling as it splashed in her mouth, on her face and hair, and on her huge
tits.  The rush of pleasure through her cause her to yelp.  Finally, the
spurts stopped, and her shivers and moans turned to sobs as the haze lifted
from her mind...

   Then the sobs stopped as she settled back on her hauches and began
panting.  She was screaming inside, but her face took on a blank look as
she began to lick the cum off her chops, still finding to her disgust that
she loved the salty taste.  The man in front of her buckled his pants and
then reached out and scratched her head with a lopsided grin.

   "Good girl," he said, sarcastically.  To her horror, she found herself
cuddling against his hand, and licking the cum from his fingers when he
scooped it off of her huge tits.

   "Julie, come."

   She turned, a dog-like happy expression on her face belieing her
tortured thoughts, and crawled over to the man in the suit.

   "Sit."

   Her nightmare continued as she sat back on her haunches, her naked body
displayed for the audience, a blank, dog-like look on her face while she
panted.

   "As you can see, this is one of the most powerful mind control drugs we
have discovered.  The design team is to be commended and of course,
rewarded handsomely.  Although it is somewhat limited by the stimulation
issue, we believe we can isolate that fairly quickly.  And even in its base
state, we expect that it will sell quite well when added to our standard
options.

   "Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for your time."

   The crowd applauded, and then eventually began to disperse.  One of the
women came over and whispered something in the man's ear, to which he
paused in reflection, and then shook his head with a sigh.

   "We're releasing this one into the wild, I think.  The final part of the
experiment.  Perhaps next time."

   The woman looked at the Julie-puppy crouched on the ground longingly,
then retreated out of the room with the others.  After the room emptied,
the man looked down at her panting, huge-breasted body, and even his famous
self-control shook a little at the vision of the tiny, huge-breasted girl
looking lovingly up at him.  Julie's stomach tightened as she noticed a
fairly large lump forming in his pants.  He cleared his throat and patted
her on the head.

   "Yes, well, you are quite the sexy little toy, aren't you.  But alas,
duty calls.  Look on the bright side - although I expect your life will be
quite...entertaining from this point forth, you won't remember any of this
tomorrow."

   Julie, panicked, began to whimper slightly, then louder as he turned up
the buzzing on her nipples and waves of pleasure rolled over her.

   His voice echoed in her head as he spoke, "Julie, as per your earlier
instructions - execute memory reset alpha."

   And everything went black.

   The sunlight pouring in the window brought Julie slowly to consciousness
with a groan.  She slowly realized she was curled up in a slightly fetal
position under the covers, and blinked her eyes to try to clear away the
grogginess.

   She felt...odd, although she couldn't put her fingers quite on why. 
Everything seemed to be more sensitive somehow - the softness of her fleece
blanket against her skin tingled.

   The dreams she had been having were particularly strange - being led
around on a leash, barking helplessly while everyone around her petted her,
until one man, laughing, had pulled down his pants and...

   "Oh, you're back."

   She jumped slightly as the voice of her roommate Lori came from their
door, which closed behind her with a thump.  Back?  Oh yeah, the
experiment...why couldn't she remember it?  She vaguely remembered a grey
building?  Or was it brick?  But she must have gone...slowly her grogginess
started to fade as she continued to blink, but it wasn't coming back to
her...

   She looked up at Lori, who was looking mildly disappointed that she had
a roommate again.  Julie and Lori hadn't really hit it off from the start
of school a month ago.  Lori thought Julie was an uptight prude, and took
her shyness for standoffishness.  Julie thought Lori was a slut.  Which
Lori would gladly have admitted to, but certainly with a lot more pride
than the disdain that Julie put into the word.  It probably didn't help
matters that a week after they moved in together, Lori had overheard Julie
saying as much about her to a friend on the phone.

   Truth be told, Julie was also intimidated by Lori.  Lori had the whole
goth-girl thing down pat.  She was tallish - around 5'7" - with a trim but
curvacious body that pretty much screamed 'wanna fuck?'.  She had a cute,
pert face with full lips with big brown eyes beneath her short dyed
(usually) jet-black hair which set off her naturally pale skin.

   As Lori casually pulled her sweatshirt off, she revealed her round,
c-cup breasts.  Her dark nipples were both pierced along with her tongue,
several in her ears, her bellybutton and, as was revealed as she pulled her
leggings off, her clit on her clean-shaved pussy between her long,
attractive legs.  Julie quickly turned her head, blushing furiously, as
Lori bent over to pick her panties up with her shapely ass turned towards
Julie, the red folds of her cunt spreading slightly.

   "I stayed at Kevin's last night," she said to Julie, almost defensively.
Kevin was her sort-of boyfriend, although she pretty much gleefully slept
with anyone on any given night.  And she didn't limit her adventures to
just her opposite gender, as she made clear to Julie often, mostly because
she knew it upset her.  Truth be told, she found her roommate very
attractive, although a bit flat-chested for her taste.

   Lori turned to the closet and started rummaging through the sweaters
piled on the top, tossing a couple on the bed.

   "So, what did they do to you?  Was it worth it?" she asked in a voice
that said she clearly didn't care.  But Julie, flustered by her lack of
memory of, obviously, the last three days, responded anyway as she threw
off the blanket and swung her legs off the bed to sit up.

   "I...I don't remember what happ...oh...ohhhh...oh god...oh no..."

   "What, you get a scar or someth..."

   Lori stopped, speechless as she turned to look at her roommate.  Julie
was trembling, which made her massive breasts jiggle slightly, particularly
as she began to hyperventilate.  Lori barely noticed as her sweaters came
tumbling down out of the top of her closet behind her as she stared at her
roommate - the small maybe 5-foot body which, when last she saw her, was
adorned with tiny A-cups.  Now, Julie's tits made her own generous C-cups
look small by comparison.  And her tiny pink nipples had become enormous
dark half-inch nubs, even though they weren't currently erect.

   Lori almost immediately became wet staring at the obviously horrified
but ridiculously sexy little vision in front of her.

   "Holy...h-holy shit!  Your...you've...you've got tits!  Huge ones!"

   Julie began to sob looking down at her hanging breasts.

   "I can't remember!  I don't know what they did to me!  Oh god, look at
me!  I'm a freak!"

   Julie lifted her small hands to hold her massive new breasts, and they
disappeared under the enormous globes of flesh hanging from her chest. 
Lori's mouth began to water as she reached out a fascinated hand to touch
her roommates seemingly impossibly large tits.

   Julie was startled out of her shock as Lori's hand approached her
breasts, and she jumped unsteadily to her feet, tears running down her
cheeks.

   "Don't touch me, you slut...you...leave me alone!!" Julie sobbed,
backing away, pendulous breasts jiggling.

   Julie was too preoccupied with the changes to her body to notice the
flash of rage that quickly went across Lori's features, then disappeared as
she took a step back.

   "Hey, fine, chill.  I was just trying to help you..."

   Julie, still crying, hiccuped, which made her tits bounce invitingly. 
Noticing Lori's inadvertent glance downward, she scowled and crossed her
arms over her chest.  When one of her hands brushed over her enlarged
nipples, a pulse of pleasure shot through her and she let out a gasp and
jerked her hand away, blushing furiously.

   "...stop staring at me!" she said to her roommate, trying to sound firm,
but her voice was trembling from fear, disgust...and a sudden disturbing
arousal.

   Lori had noticed Julie's reaction and raised an eyebrow, then shrugged
and grabbed her towel.

   "Whatever.  God, you can be a bitch.  I'm going to take a shower."

   She started to walk out of the room, then paused and smiled over her
shoulder.

   "By the way, you might want to think about what you're gonna wear when
you go out.  I'm pretty sure none of *your* clothes will fit over those
nice porn-star tits of yours."

   She stepped into the hall and pulled the door shut before her stunned
roommate could respond.

   Julie stood staring at the closed door for a moment.  Oh god, she was
right.  How was she going to go out?  How *could* she go out like this?! 
What had happened to her?  She desperately tried to remember...she left
class on Friday to go to...an experiment...medical test...why couldn't she
remember?

   With a sniffle, she turned to look at herself in the mirror.  And
moaned. Lori was right.  She did look like a porn star (or what she
imagined one might look like).  Her huge tits were obviously not natural
for her tiny body, although they also didn't look like implants.  They
seemed to be completely natural, huge tits.

   Shaking, Julie sat down on her bed.  What could she do?  Maybe someone
could do surgery on her to...make them smaller, anyway.

   Hands trembling, she looked down at her breasts and raised one small
hand up to touch the huge, white globes.  The flesh was soft and smooth,
and extremely sensitive to her touch, particularly when she slid a hand
underneath to where they joined her chest.  Her small hands literally
disappeared behind them when she tried to lift them up.

   And her nipples...one of Julie's thumbs slid over one of her thick new
nipples.

   "Ohhhh..."

   Her eyes went wide at first as she let out a low moan of pleasure.  She
had just intended to briefly touch herself - to see if what she had felt
before was real - but the burst of pleasure that rushed through her small
body was like nothing she had ever felt before.  Both of her nipples
rapidly hardened as she began pulling and rubbing her right nipple,
whimpering softly to herself in pleasure.

   Her expression became one of almost painful bliss, her eyelids closing
halfway, as her left hand joined her right, and she began stroking and
pulling her incredibly sensitive nipples...

   Lori walked back from the shower, drying herself with the towel and
still seething at her roommate's reaction.  Who did the little bitch think
she was?  And what had *happened* to her?  It didn't help that just
thinking about Julie's tiny body with those huge breasts was making her get
wet again.  Damn, she should have played with herself in the shower.

   She opened the door to their room, and it took her a few seconds to
grasp what she was seeing.

   Her little roommate was sitting on her bed, moaning quietly as she
rolled her huge (huge!  and very hard...) nipples between her small
fingers.

   "Ju...," Lori started to shout her roommate's name in shock, then
stopped herself and quickly closed the door.  What on earth was going on?
Her chaste little roommate, who just twenty minutes earlier had been
horrified that her roommate was even looking at her, hadn't even seemed to
notice her come in.

   Lori let her towel drop to the floor, feeling cool air begin to dry her
body while her pussy became wetter by the second.  She moved a bit closer
to her roommate, quietly, afraid to disturb her.

   Julie was simply sitting there, eyelids half closed, a look of sheer
pleasure on her face as she sat there breathing heavily and whimpering
occasionally.  Suddenly Lori realized the odd smell in the room as she
moved to where she could see her roommate's gorgeous little body.  It was
the scent of arousal.  She looked, stunned, at Julie's red-furred pussy to
see that it was literally gushing - her lips (normally not really visible -
Lori had snuck plenty of peeks) had spread open like a red flower, and
wetness was oozing out of her, causing a dark stain to spread on her green
bedspread.

   "Julie...?" Lori said, quietly.

   Julie turned to look at her with a small smile.  She looked...drugged.
But Lori couldn't imagine Julie even thinking about drugs.

   "What are you doing?"

   "I'm...ohhh...playing with my nipples."

   Lori watched her for a few more moments, digesting this statement of the
obvious.  Julie's breasts jiggled under her ministrations.

   "Why didn't you stop when I came in?"

   "I...can't...ohhh..."

   Lori sat down on her own bed facing her roommate, heart pounding.  She
couldn't believe this.  Julie simply watched her, smiling dreamily as she
kept pulling on her nipples.

   "Why do you keep just answering my questions?  You would never have done
this in front of me before!"

   "I...have to..."

   Lori stared at her.

   "You have to answer my questions?"

   "mmmmyesss..."

   Lori's mouth opened and closed as she started to ask a question, then
felt stupid, then drew a deep breath and whispered it.

   "Will you do other things if I tell you to?"

   "Yessssss"

   "*Anything* I tell you?"

   "ohhh...yes..."

   Lori's pussy began to ache in arousal.

   "Julie, do you want to be doing what you're doing?  Tell me how you
feel."

   "Nooo...please make me stop...it feels so good...oh god, it's so
humiliating to have you watching me...ohh...I can feel my...I'm sooo
wet..."

   Lori still couldn't believe what was happening.  It was like someone had
come up with her greatest fantasy and handed it to her.  She still didn't
really believe it was real.  Well, she could certainly test it.

   "Julie...spread your legs."

   Lori stared at her roommate as her small legs spread wide, revealing her
pussy even more.  Her hair was dark reddish-brown, and sparse.

   "L-lay back," Lori whispered.  She watched in disbelief as the small
girl lay back on her bed, legs spread and hanging over the edge, pussy
dripping.  Her huge breasts fell to either side of her chest, and her
fingers followed, still pulling and rubbing her nipples.

   "Please no...," she moaned quietly, "don't..."

   Lori stood up and looked down at her tiny roommate lying there with her
legs wide.

   "I want you to keep talking," Lori said, voice trembling, "tell me
everything you're feeling, physically and emotionally..."

   "Please no...I am so humiliated...so turned on...my vagina aches...'

   Lori, her own breasts swinging gently, knelt before her roommates pussy,
smelling the wonderful smell of her arousal.  She couldn't wait to see what
it tasted like.

   "Talk dirty, Julie.  Call it your pussy...your tits...you're hot or
horny.  Talk like...like...," Lori smiled darkly and hissed, "talk like the
little slut you are..."

   "Ohh...I'm not a slut...I'm a good gir..ohhh...please stop...don't
stop...it feels so good when you lick my thighs like that...oh god, my
p-pussy is tingling...please, this is disgusting...I don't want OH!  don't
blow like that it feels too good I...please don't OH GOD!!  I'm such a slut
IT FEELS SO GOOD WHEN YOU LICK ME THERE...I don't want to be a slut OH
GOD...OH GOD...I CAN FEEL YOUR TONGUE ON MY PUSSY!!!"

   Lori moaned quietly as she tasted Julies pussy - it was sweet and so, so
wet.  Julie was shuddering as her tongue slid up and down her little slit.
Lori slowly sucked her clit between he lips...

   "OHHHH!!!  PLEASE STOP...DON'T STOP...I DON'T WANT TO FEEL THIS GOOD!!!
ONLY LITTLE SLUTS FEEL THIS AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

   Julie's back arched as she began to shriek in orgasm.  She then caught
her breath and started to say something and suddenly began shrieking again.
Lori held onto her hips, moaning into Julie's cunt, feeling her own pussy
dripping between her legs, she had never been this aroused by going down on
a girl before...

   She brought Julie to a third orgasm...then a fourth...a fifth...by the
sixth Julie was sobbing incoherently in pleasure, protesting that she
didn't want to be a little horny slut, begging Lori to stop and to do it
more, to humiliate her, to do anything she wanted with her as long as she
didn't stop licking her...

   Finally, after ten minutes and uncounted orgasms, Lori pulled her mouth
off of her roommates pussy, face and chin dripping and glistening from her
juices, which had soaked the bedspread down the side of the bed.  She stood
up and looked down at her roommate.  Julie's body was shaking with the
aftershocks of her orgasms, her huge breasts jiggling while she continued
to pull on her nipples.  Her cheeks were streaked with tears, but as she
came down from her orgasm high, she slowly reverted to the same dreamy look
that she had before.

   Lori was dripping wet, and she seriously considered climbing up onto
Julie's mouth to see how her chaste little roommate was at licking pussy.
But then an evil smile crossed her lips as a new fantasy scenario occurred
to her.  She wasn't sure it would work, but at this point, she was pretty
much in it for whatever happened.

   Ignoring the ache between her legs, she crawled up on the bed next to
Julie and began whispering in her ear.

   Julie walked back into her dorm eyes brimming with tears.  She held her
books tight against her chest, which had the plus of helping to conceal her
huge breasts somewhat, but had the minus of sending the occasional jolt of
pleasure through her as her books brushed her hugely sensitive nipples.

   Still, that was still at least marginally better than continuing to put
up with what had happened for most of the day.

   She had awakened this morning curled into a ball, her shirt off - she
must have cried herself to sleep the day before.  In a panic, she rifled
through first her own bras, then through Lori's, but to no avail - her
massive breasts wouldn't even fit any of Lori's fairly large ones. 
Ultimately she borrowed one of Lori's heavy sweaters and slipped it on over
her bouncing breasts.

   The feel of the fabric rubbing against her nipples had kept her almost
constantly turned on all day long, which in turn kept her constantly
flushed with embarrassment.  Which was only exacerbated by the stares she
was getting from every boy in every one of her classes (and a few women).
They couldn't take their eyes off of the huge mounds on the chest of the
tiny girl who, a few days ago, had had a less than noticeable figure.

   The worst of it was, it was obvious that they were fake no matter how
real they looked, and even though *she* knew she hadn't had her breasts
enlarged (why couldn't she remember what happened?), it must look to
everyone else like she was trying to become a porn star or something. 
Certainly a number of the guys seemed ready to volunteer as co-stars...

   With a sniffle she walked into her room and threw her books down on the
bed.  She pulled the sweater over her head, and emitted an involuntary moan
as the fabric once again slid over her huge, sensitive nipples, then
flushed in embarrassment at her utter lack of control.  She slipped her
pants off and began to dig in her closet for a pair of sweatpants and a
baggy t-shirt.

   As she looked, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and stopped
to stare, then burst into tears.  Her body was freakish - she really did
look like some high school boy's wet dream.  Tiny, cute, but with *huge*
tits.

   She stared at herself, tears running down her cheeks.  She bet her
roommate Lori was laughing at her right now.  That bitch must love watching
Julie squirm with...her...

   A wave of dizziness washed over Julie and she fell against the mirror.
She grabbed futilely at the closet door as the room began to spin, but her
hands didn't seem capable of grasping anything.

   "Wharrr...whar's harpenrrr...wharr...?!"

   Julie fell to the ground, her huge breasts throwing her off balance even
more than just her dizziness.  She was now sobbing in terror as the room
continued to spin, but as she fell to the floor, the dizziness seemed to
fade.  Her words continued to slur together as she tried to right herself.

   "Whurrr....hurrrr...arrrruff!!!  Ruf!  Arf!  Arf!  Arf arf!"

   Julie's eyes widened in horror as she realized the only sounds she could
make were those of a dog!

   Tears streaming down her cheeks she struggled to all fours, and crouched
naked on the ground, her huge breasts swaying beneath her.

   "Arf!" she sobbed, "Arf!  Arf!"

   She tried to stand, but immediately fell down again.  She crawled to her
hands and knees facing the closet...and there was another dog kneeling
there!

   "Arf!  Arf Arf!" she barked at the other dog without thinking.

   And then suddenly with complete horror she realized that she had been
barking at herself in the mirror...and that she was thinking of the image
she saw as a dog!

   She whimpered and whined as she backed away, terrified.  What was
happening to her!?  She had to get out of here...get help.

   She crawled over to the door (having forgotten her nudity for the time
being) and sat in front of it panting.  She drew her paws...hands up to try
to reach for the doorknob...

   And realized that she didn't know how to work it.

   With barking sobs, she stared at the shiny silver object in front of
her, trying to figure out how to open the door.  She licked it, and sniffed
it, and nosed at it, sobbing all the while, but although she knew a
doorknob opened a door, she couldn't remember how one worked.

   Any more than any dog would.

   With another sob that sounded like a dog's whimper, Julie scratched at
the door, then stopped in horror - the door was unlocked, and she was
completely naked!  What if someone heard her and found her like this?

   She turned and crawled towards the closet, where she discovered that in
her earlier panic she had knocked the door closed.  She moved to open it
and tears welled in her eyes as she found that her paws...hands!  wouldn't
work to do even this task.  She could no longer grasp anything, not even
enough to wedge the heavy closet door open.

   She looked around frantically, trying to find some clothes to put on
somehow so she could at least bark....call for help.  Her own clothes were
in her drawers in the closet, and unusually, Lori didn't seem to have any
clothes lying on the floor.

   She crawled to Lori's bed and put her paws on the edge, pulling herself
up.  She let out a small bark of relief - Lori must have come home to
change at some point during the day - there was a t-shirt crumpled up on
the far side of the bed, and a pair of panties towards the middle.  All she
had to do was get up there and grab them...

   As she started to clamber up there, a horrible feeling settled over her,
growing worse until she finally settled back to the floor with a whimper.

   Dogs weren't allowed on the bed.

   She sat there sobbing quietly for a moment at this newest humiliation,
as try though she might, she couldn't get on the bed because she knew she
wasn't allowed.  Finally she realized that she might be able to at least
reach the panties with her mouth.  Her stomach churned at the thought of
taking Lori's panties in her mouth, but it was the only way she could think
of.

   She placed her forepaws on the corner of the bed again, letting out a
surprised bark when her nipples brushed the bedspread, then flushing red.
She leaned in and placed her mouth over the black panties and sat back
happily.  She was so pleased with herself that it took her a moment to
realize what the strange smell must be that had been coming from the
panties, and the liquid that was oozing out of them into her mouth.

   Lori's panties were dripping with some guy's cum.

   At that moment, while Julie was frozen in horror at the cum-filled
panties filling her mouth, the door flew open and Julie came into the room.
Lori, naked, with the black panties still in her mouth, cum dripping off
them and down her chin, turned to stare at her in shock as she closed the
door.

   "Julie!" Lori said in surprise as she looked at her.

   Julie let out a whimper and dropped the black panties.  A dribble of cum
came off of them and plopped onto her huge breasts.

   "Bad dog!  That's a bad girl!"

   Julie's shock that Lori was addressing her as though she was a dog was
immediately overwhelmed by a tremendous rush of guilt at being a bad dog.
Before she realized what she was doing, she threw herself to the ground in
front of her owner...no, please, not that - roommate!...and started to
whimper.  Tears filled her eyes from her guilt, and from the humiliating
actions she couldn't seem to help.

   Lori walked up and stood over Julie.

   "Bad girl...you know you're not supposed to get into my panties!  These
are all yucky and filled with Kevin's cum!"

   Julie whimpered at her roommate's feet.  She'd been a bad dog.  Finally
Lori smiled and sighed.

   "Oh, it's OK.  Sit up, girl," she said.

   Julie sat up and looked up at Lori, panting.

   "Whoops, you still have a little of Kevin's cum on your chin there."

   Julie sat with tears in her eyes, panting, as her roommate scooped up
the dribble of cum with a finger and then held out her hand.  Julie, who
had never even seen a man's cum before today, leaned in and began licking
it off her roommates hand with another whimper.  After it was clean, she
kept licking her palm like a good dog until Lori pulled it away.

   "Good girl."

   A tear rolled down Julie's cheek as she looked up at her
owne...roommate. Lori smiled down at her, almost as if Julie *was* her dog.
Could Lori...not realize that she was a person?  What was *happening* to
her!?

   As Lori began to take off her clothes, Julie sat there, the taste of cum
filling her mouth for the first time (and, though she tried not to think
about it, the taste of cum that had run out of Lori's pussy...).  Suddenly
a rush of anger ran though her.  What if her roommate was somehow
responsible for this?  Maybe she had done something to her...made her tits
big like this and hypnotized her!  She didn't know how, but that slut Lori
must have...must have...

   Suddenly Julie's whole body went rigid as a rush of arousal went through
her.  Her huge nipples crinkled and began tingling, and her pussy began to
ache like she'd never felt before.  She let out a small whimper.

   At that moment, Lori dropped her pants to the floor and leaned forward
into the closet, rifling through her clothes.  Julie's eyes were
involuntarily drawn to her roommates...pussy.  It was pink and wet, open
slightly...her clit piercing dangled invitingly between her smooth white
thighs.  Her little anus was crinkled and pink between her cute, tight
ass-cheeks.  And the smell...her pussy smelled so good...Julie could smell
the cum still in it too as she leaned in.

   Her eyes went wide and her eyes continued to brim with tears as she
realized that she had crawled closer and closer to her roommates beautiful
pussy...it was so wet (why was she so wet?)...and to her horror, she
realized that all she wanted to do was to reach out with her doggy-tongue
and...

   "OH!"

   Lori yelped in the closet and started to stand as Julie drew her tongue
across her roommates wet pussy, the lingering taste of Kevin's cum in
Lori's pussy mingling with the salty-sweet taste of her pussy.  Oh god, she
was licking her roommate's pussy!  Her sweet, wonderful...

   "Julie n-no!  Bad d-ogohhhmygod!  OH..."

   Lori had started to straighten up, but now fell forward and pressed her
hands against the closet wall, spreading her legs to give her roommate
better access to her sopping wet pussy.  Tears were streaming down Julie's
cheeks as she frantically lapped at her owner's pussy, the glorious taste
filling her mouth.  She knew that she was being a bad dog, a bad girl, she
shouldn't be doing this, but oh, it tasted so good and her whole body was
vibrating with arousal...

   "Ohh...h-holy shit...oh my god...where did you learn to AAOOHHHHHHHHHH
AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

   Lori's whole body tensed as she began screaming out her orgasm.  Julie's
ass began wagging involuntarily at her owner's howls of pleasure and she
began to yelp and whimper into her pussy as she licked and sucked
frantically.  Lori began sobbing in a second orgasm, then, moments later, a
third.  Finally, she lifted her leg and pulled away from Julie, who tried
desperately to follow her pussy.  Lori placed a hand on the small girl's
head to hold her away, tears still running from her eyes but accompanied by
a desperate need.

   "H-Holy fuck...stop puppy...s-stop...Julie, sit!"

   The command finally elicited an automatic response from the small,
huge-breasted girl and she immediately fell back on her haunches, panting,
a dazed look on her face.  Her mouth and chin glistened with juice from
Lori's pussy, and Lori watched in amazement as she licked her chops,
obviously unconsciously.

   "My g-god, puppy.  Where on earth did you learn to do that.  Ohhh
wow..."

   Lori fell back onto Julie's bed, her legs too shaky to hold her up.

   "Man, Julie, you sure are a good pussy-licker.  Must be a natural
skill...I don't think you can train that sort of thing."

   Julie just stared at her owner...that wasn't right...what was she again?
Her thoughts seemed to be getting foggy, although the miserable humiliation
still roiled in the pit of her stomach.  And the ache of her arousal still
filled her whole body.

   Lori stared at the glorious body of her little roommate, massive tits
heaving, huge nipples crinkled to incredible hardness.  Her eyes drifted
down to the patch of red between her legs, and the glistening, thick liquid
dripping from her pussy to the floor, showing exactly how aroused she was.
And yet she sat there, obeying her owner's command.

   Lori smiled at her roommate, a decidedly evil smirk.

   "I bet you wish you hadn't thought of me as a bitch, don't you?  Or a
slut?  Who's the bitch and the slut now?"

   Julie blinked in shock a few times, the haze over her thoughts making it
a little difficult to understand what her roommate had just said to her. 
After a few moments, however, it began to sink in, and she whimpered in
misery.

   "That's right...you see, I discovered something about those lovely, big
titties of yours this morning.  They...well, why don't you just remember
what happened this morning now."

   Julie stared at her, body tensed.  But after a few moments Lori frowned.

   "Hmmm...that's interesting.  It certainly doesn't look like you remember
now.  But you still...hmm...Julie, roll over."

   Before she knew what she was doing, Julie dropped to the ground and
rolled onto her back, her paws up in the air, feeling the movement draw a
small breeze over her wet, aching pussy.  She looked up at Lori, panting.
Lori stared down at her, puzzled.

   "Well, you certainly still listen to those commands...oh!  I get it."

   A look of understanding suddenly crossed her face, and Lori knelt down
over her exposed roommate.  She reached down and with a giggle rubbed her
stomach, and to Julie's humiliation, she found herself wagging her little
ass in pleasure.  Then Lori reached up and began stroking Julie's nipples.

   Julie's eyes rolled back as pleasure erupted from her breasts filling
her whole body.  She let out a low whimper of pleasure.

   "OK, Julie, when I let go of your nipples, you can remember everything
that happened today.  But otherwise just stay like you are."

   Lori lifted her hands from her roommates huge breasts, and suddenly
memories of the morning came rushing back into her head.  Her playing with
her nipples...unable to stop...Julie licking her pussy for what seemed like
hours.

   And then Lori climbing up on the bed next to her, telling her that after
she got home from class, if she thought of Lori as a bitch, she'd turn into
a bitch herself, able to do only things a dog could do, and thinking of
Lori as her owner.  And the longer she remained that way the more she'd
become a dog, although she would remember that she used to be a girl.  And
if she thought of Julie as a slut, she would become a slut herself, craving
sex, wanting desperately to please anyone who came near her.  And
especially wanting to lick Lori's pussy.

   There had been other words, and she found herself thankful that she
hadn't thought of Lori as a whore, or a cunt (not that she usually thought
of words like that).

   "See, you should think nicer of people.  But I was pretty sure you
wouldn't.  So to be prepared for the most fun, I went by Kevin's on my way
back from class, and had him fuck me for a while.  (And let me tell you, he
was pretty shocked at how hot I was today.) And I thought I'd leave all
that nice cum in my panties for you for later.  I had other plans, but you
seemed to like getting them in your mouth all on your own, didn't you?  Did
Kevin's cum taste good, little bitch?"

   Julie's eyes had been filling with tears, and now anger coursed through
her, for a moment overwhelming even her arousal.  She looked darkly up at
her owner, then let out a low growl and a loud feminine bark.

   Lori jumped in surprise, then scowled at the nude girl splayed out in
front of her.

   "Oh, you don't like this?  Hard to tell.  Especially from the way you
licked my pussy before.  I didn't tell you *anything* about that, but I
have to tell you, no girl has ever made me cum that hard before.

   "Besides," she hissed, "it could be a lot worse.  If I don't do
something to stop it, I'm pretty sure that by morning, you really will be
just a bitch in heat.  I'll let you out into the street and you can fuck
all the strays around the school for a while..."

   A whimpering sob escaped Julie's lips, and another evil smile played
across Lori's mouth.  She raised her hands back to Julie's breasts, once
again eliciting a moan and the dreamy look.

   "Tell you what...let's give you a taste of what could happen to you if
I'm feeling really evil.  I don't really feel like licking you, but I'm
going to actually let you cum here, before you go insane.

   "But you don't get to fantasize about just anything.  You're going to
have a nice, intense fantasy about...didn't you say that you have a big dog
at home?  I want you to fantasize about being his bitch, and what he's
doing to you as I play with you..."

   Once again, Lori pulled her hands away from Julie's nipples, leaving an
ache of lost pleasure behind.  But now, her hand traced it's way down
Julie's belly, and over the patch of red fur over her crotch.

   Julie's breaths became even more rushed, and the red flush intensified.
Suddenly her head filled with an image, though she tried to fight it.  She
was home, in her living room.  Crawling across the floor like the bitch she
was, towards the big male she so desperately wanted.

   Hunter, her family's other dog, a huge bull mastiff, lay on the floor.
Julie crawled up to him, and sniffed at him.

   As she faded in and out of reality and her fantasy, she could feel
Julie's hand gently stroking the folds of her pussy, sending shocks of
pleasure through her body.  She could feel her pussy opening up to her
owner's gentle stroking...

   In her fantasy world, Hunter wasn't immediately responsive, even though
she was clearly in heat.  Shaking with anticipation (and stomach churning
in humiliation at the image...and body taught with arousal as Lori
continued stroking her, watching the play of emotions across her roommates
face), Julie nosed her way down the stomach of her the dog she wanted to
breed with.

   Hunter lifted his leg, looking down at her in some interest.  Julie
sniffed her way towards her goal...the mastiff's huge cock.  It was just
barely beginning to poke out of its sheath, a small pink tip, so inviting.

   Julie moaned loudly as Lori's finger slid over her clit, just as her
mind filled with the image of her sliding her tongue over her large dog's
cock, beginning to caress it to hardness.

   Though Lori had already cum almost to exhaustion before, the sight of
her small roommate, arms and legs in the air, huge breasts heaving, lost in
a fantasy of being bred to her own dog, was too much, and her other hand
slid between her own legs, feeling how wet she was once again.  She let out
a small gasp as she began fingering herself.

   Julie's mind filled with the image of Hunter's cock growing to its full
length in her mouth, an imagined taste sliding over her tongue.  Finally,
his massive cock looked ready for her.

   Julie turned and thrust her ass in the air, whimpering.  Showing how
ready her wet pussy was for her mate.  A small part of her wondered if she
might be able to have his puppies.

   Hunter was certainly interested now.  The huge dog clambered to his
feet, towering over the tiny girl whose ass and pussy were wet and waiting
for him.  He sniffed at her, eliciting a shiver from his bitch, and then
drew his tongue over her wet slit, eliciting a yelp.

   And then, without even having to pounce on her given how much large he
was than the small girl, he stepped over her, and thrust his huge pink cock
inside her...

   Just as Lori thrust two fingers into Julie's sopping pussy.

   Julie's eyes went wide and she began bucking against Lori's fingers.

   "AAAHHRRRROOOOOOO AHRR!  ARRRR!!!"

   Julie let out a loud, dog-like howl, as her mind filled with her big,
beloved mastiff fucking her hard from behind, mounting his bitch.  The
orgasm ripped through her in wave after wave, and it was all Lori could do
to keep from thrusting her fingers through the small girl's hymen - she had
plans for that.  It became even harder to keep herself from doing so when
her own orgasm washed over her, eliciting a series of grunts as she stared
at the gorgeous spectacle before her.

   "ARRRR RRRRRUFF!  RRRRRUUFFF!  HURF!  HURF!  HURF!"

   Tears of pleasure ran from Julie's eyes as her mind finished the
fantasy, the warm spread of Hunter's cum filling her pussy as he howled
above her.  She felt so proud knowing that soon, she might be having his
puppies...

   Fortunately, Julie didn't know of the possibility of dogs tying with
their mates, or her fantasy might not have stopped there.  Instead, Hunter
pulled out of her with a plop, and his cum dribbled down her thighs.  As he
crawled away to rest from fucking his bitch, Julie gasped in pleasure, her
mind filled with the throbbing aftershocks of her orgasms.  Lori watched
the tiny girl, huge breasts heaving on her chest, as she came down from her
own second orgasm (a rarity when playing with herself).

   As her orgasms faded, so did the intensely real vision of fucking her
dog, and Julie began to sob quietly.  Even though it hadn't been real, it
had seemed so, and she couldn't believe her mind could betray her like
that...to fantasize about sex with a dog...and enjoy it *so much*...

   "Holy cow, Julie, you really liked that image, didn't you.  Such a good
girl."

   Julie looked up at her owner.  She could no longer remember the girl's
name.  Although some part of her knew it was wrong, hearing her call Julie
a good girl sent tingles of pleasure through her.

   Lori lifted her hand away from Julie's crotch - Julie's ridiculous
wetness had left a stain on the carpet, and Lori's whole hand glistened
with her juices.  With a dark grin, Lori held her hand to Julie's mouth.

   "Want to know what you taste like, little Julie-pup?"

   Julie looked up at her, horrified, but it actually smelled sort of good.
And she really couldn't remember what she should be horrified about.  She
tentatively licked at her owner's wrist, tasting the wonderful, strange
salty taste, and tasting her owner's skin.  With little whimpers of
pleasure she began lapping at her wrist and hand, slurping up every last
drop of the nice salty liquid that had come from between her legs.

   Lori giggled and then stood.  Julie rolled over and crawled to a
crouching position.  Her mind was so clouded, she wandered from humiliated
to a simple satisfaction at this state of affairs rapidly.

   "Well, puppy, I need to do some homework.  But you know...I think I like
you just like this.  Let's see how you end up by morning, shall we?"

   Julie whimpered...she knew that was a bad thing, but she couldn't quite
remember why.

   "In the meantime, I think I have a great idea of how to make your
little...well, big titties and their nifty power a little more
accessible..."