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For the deirdre - Fest
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Note my standard disclaimer warning where I require you to be at least 18
years old to read my tale.

   This is my contribution to the 2006 "deirdre-fest" celebration!

   This is a jrparz@hotmail.com copyright dated March 2006

   Experiment by JR Parz

   MC FD FF



   I first met Laura, a university professor, at the library on campus. 
She was introduced to me by my roommate, Cindy.  What struck me initially
about her was her sheer beauty followed by how young she looked.  Cindy had
met Laura at a one day seminar two months ago and it was obvious from the
way Cindy was looking at Laura, there was some hero-worship going on.

   "Cindy has told me a great deal about you and it is so nice to finally
meet you," Laura greeted me during our introduction.

   Then she did something eerily disturbing.  You see, Laura wasn't the
only hottie.  I'm a knockout myself.  I stand about 5'6", weigh 120 lbs,
blonde hair, a healthy pair of tits, and my blue eyes literally sparkle. 
Oh yeah...  I also possess a killer ass.  What disturbed was the way Laura
was staring at me.  I know this look because I've seen guys stare at me
like this, but what was even more freakish was the proprietary way she
looked at me.

   I asked Cindy later if Laura was gay and I was shocked at how defensive
Cindy became.  I tried telling her that the professor looked at me like she
wanted to fuck me and Cindy insisted I was imagining things.  Cindy is very
cute herself but rather shy and naive, but on this night she had her claws
out and defended Laura like she were her lover rather than a college
professor.

   Anyway, after class the next day, I was hoping to patch things up with
Cindy, but she be-lined it straight to her bedroom.  I knocked on her door
and asked what was bothering her, and she told me to leave her alone.  The
only sounds I heard coming from her room that night were the sounds of her
sobbing and that damn new age music she was always listening to.

   As the week progressed, Cindy snapped out of her depression and was
extra nice to me.  It was around this time that she dragged me to the
Administration bulletin board and showed me the early sign up list for next
semester classes.  Cindy begged me to take a psych course with her,
something I really didn't need, but because it meant so much to Cindy, I
went ahead and signed up for it as an elective.

   ***

   When I walked into my psych class next semester, I was stunned.  I never
put it together that Laura and Professor Michaels were one in the same.  I
felt Cindy had duped me and I was tempted to leave.

   The first thing Professor Michaels did was put on some new age music and
I must admit it helped calm me down.  It was actually soothing once you
really paid attention to it.  I was also feeling much better about
Professor Michaels, as her theories were quite captivating.

   As the semester progressed, my fascination with Professor Michaels grew.
It seemed like she possessed a genuine concern for every one of her
students.  The atmosphere in class was so tranquil and I'm embarrassed to
say that I love her music.  So much so I borrowed a CD from her.

   Incidentally, I really believe Cindy and Professor Michaels are seeing
each other.  Cindy spends an awful lot of her free time with Professor
Michaels and when I tried breaching the topic with her, she was reluctant
to talk about it.  The only thing Cindy did tell me was that she was
assisting the Professor with some experiments.

   It was about this time that I noticed a change in my own sexuality.  To
start with - I've been feeling very horny lately and constantly daydreaming
of sex.  But what was mind boggling about it was that it wasn't just any
sex, but lesbian sex.  I'm not sure if Cindy's new relationship triggered
my own suppressed feelings or that my bi-curious nature had finally caught
up with me but there was no denying my feelings.

   ***

   One late afternoon I ran into Professor Michaels outside her office. 
She really was a beautiful woman and she gave me a big hug.  Thanks to my
newly awakened desires of late I could feel my body responding.

   "Are you hungry?" Professor Michaels asked me.

   "Uh..." I started to reply.

   "I'm famished and I bet you are as well, so let's go to the Coven - my
treat," Professor Michaels added.

   "R...  really...?" I stammered in shock.  I also felt excited and
suddenly hungry.

   "It will give us a chance to learn more about one another," Professor
Michaels insisted.

   "I would love to..." I started to say but then I thought of Cindy.

   "You would love to but what?" Professor Michaels asked.

   "Cindy..." I whispered, knowing that she would be devastated if she
missed out on this opportunity.

   "Call her and have her join us," Professor Michaels replied with a
smile.

   I was elated and called Cindy on my cell.  I couldn't believe it...  she
declined!  She insisted that she had too much studying to do, which I knew
wasn't true.  I wondered what would keep her away.

   ***

   The Coven was a cozy restaurant across town.  Professor Michaels
insisted that I call her Laura as we talked about all kinds of things. 
Politics, philosophy, and then our conversation turned to sex.  I remember
wondering what it was that made it so easy to talk to Laura.  I mean...  I
told her things about myself that I never told anybody.  I told her about
all the boys I had been with and what it was that turned me on about them
and I even got specific as to what types of sex I performed with them.

   Then she asked...

   "Have you ever felt attracted to another girl before?"

   I'll admit it...  I wasn't prepared for this question.  I know I should
have been, like...  duh...  she is fucking my roommate, right?

   "I'm not like that," I finally replied.

   "I didn't ask if you were like that...  I asked if you ever felt
attracted to another girl before," Laura responded.

   "Yes...," I admitted, blushing.

   "Really...?  Does she go to the University?" Laura asked, smiling.

   The image of one girl in particular filled my mind and my blush
deepened.

   "It's nothing to feel ashamed about," Laura added, and then asked,
"Anyone I know?"

   "I...  I don't think so," I replied.

   "You know, Holly, it's healthier for you to share your feelings with
someone you trust...  and you know you can trust me."

   "Trust you," I whispered without realizing it...  Laura was right.

   "Now, who might this lucky girl be?"

   "She's captain of the cheerleader squad," I replied.

   "She's a cheerleader...?  How poetic!  Describe her," Laura responded
with a giggle.

   "She has dark hair, a beautiful oval face, and a body to die for...  and
her breasts are nice and large," I replied, stunned at my admission.

   "You certainly present an arousing contrast," Laura replied with a huge
grin.

   I just sat there blushing.

   "And does this object of your desire have a name?" Laura asked.

   "I don't know her name...  I...  I don't want to know," I mumbled in
response.

   "Does she know how you feel about her?"

   "God no," I quickly replied.

   "Have you been fantasizing about her?" Laura asked.

   I nodded my head yes.  "I...  I can't help it...  I...  I get real horny
and I can't stop myself...  she's...  she's inside my head all the time."

   "Why do you torture yourself like this?" Laura asked.

   "I...  I don't understand..." I stammered, wondering what she meant.

   "Holly, have you taken a good look at yourself in the mirror lately?"
Laura asked without waiting for an answer.  "You're a grade *A* hottie. 
You epitomize the very definition of blonde goddess.  I have no doubt that
you have every guy and half the girls fantasizing about you."

   I just sat there unable to respond.

   "Wouldn't you like to take this bi-curious nature of yours to the next
level?"

   "I couldn't do that," I quickly responded, knowing that I would be
devastated if the girl rejected me.

   "What if I told you that I could guarantee that she would feel the same
about you as you do about her?" Laura asked.

   "There's no way..." I started to reply.

   "Yes, Holly.  I can give you this cheerleader of yours to you on a
silver platter," Laura interrupted me with her response.

   "How do you even know she's into girls?" I asked, hating the fact that
the thought of it turned me on.

   "I bet you're already feeling all tingly at the prospect of having this
girl under your spell, huh?" Laura asked with a smirk.

   "She's dating someone on the football team," I stated.

   "Doesn't matter...  and I'm glad to see you're checking up on her,"
Laura replied.

   "I think...  I think I should leave now.  I have a lot of studying to do
and its getting late," I mumbled.

   "Okay, Holly, but understand that it isn't uncommon for girls to find
other girls attractive.  You would be surprised at how many of *us* are out
there," Laura responded with a smile.

   "Cindy..." I whispered, suddenly wondering if...

   "Oh yes, sweet, sweet Cindy.  A perfectly healthy heterosexual girl
until I got my hands on her.  Now, she's totally devoted to licking my
pussy and pleasing me," Laura replied.

   "She's in love with you," I whispered, tearing up.

   "Yes, she is.  Irresistibly so and will for the rest of her life," Laura
added.

   "Wha...  what did you do to her?" I asked feeling confused.

   "Come dear...  I have some new music I want you to listen to," Laura
responded as she escorted me out of the restaurant.

   I wanted to object...  to ask what she did to Cindy again...  but
instead, I lost myself in Laura's new CD.

   ***

   On Friday afternoon, Cindy told me we had to meet Professor Michaels in
the lab.  I'll admit I was pretty apprehensive about it but I followed
Cindy without protest.  On the way over, I asked Cindy if she loved Laura
and she paused for a moment.  Then she told me she never loved anyone more.


   Cindy escorted me to where Professor Michaels was located.  She was
sitting at a desk.

   "Go tend to your programming," Laura commanded Cindy, and I watched as
Cindy exited through a side door.

   "Why am I here?" I asked, trying to muster up some backbone.

   "*D* day to be precise...  come with me," Laura responded.

   I followed Laura into the same room Cindy had just entered and what I
saw made me gasp.  There were three examination tables...  three completely
naked girls...  one of which was the girl I had a crush on.

   "At the moment these girls are in a subconscious state while they
undergo standard conditioning," Laura stated with a smile.

   I looked over at Cindy and wondered how she could be part of this.

   "Don't be too hard on your roommate.  It isn't her fault.  She's quite
powerless to do anything other than I command," Laura added.

   "This is insane," I whispered and then turned back to the girls.  "What
are you doing to them?"

   "Altering they're sexual chemistry," Laura replied.

   "This is my fault this is happening to them..." I mumbled, tearing up.

   "I have a proposal for you and I needed a carrot," Laura stated with a
smile.

   "This isn't right..." I cried.

   "Now, tell me, Holy, which one of these hotties has you all wet?"

   I turned away from them.

   "Turn around and point to the girl," Laura commanded.

   I found myself automatically turning around but just as I was about to
point, I managed to hold back and refuse.

   "Cute.  You're resisting," Laura replied with a smile.  "I'm impressed;
you're the first girl that has ever resisted my subliminal programming."

   "Is that how you made Cindy love you?"

   "Cindy feels the way she does because she's received the whole
package... the subliminal programming is only a part of it."

   "The new age music..." I whispered, realizing.

   "Yes, the music allowed me to implant suggestions and loyalties into
your subconscious.  In your case, I needed your trust and honesty, which
also surfaced your latent bisexual feelings."

   "This is why I confided in you..." I mumbled, remembering.

   "Yes, the music works wonders, but as you demonstrated, it isn't
fail-safe."

   "How is it possible to alter someone's sexual orientation?"

   "You'd be surprised as to how many chemicals reside in the human brain.
Manipulation of them is rather easy.  In Cindy's case, she had been one
hundred percent into guys.  That's right, not a lesbian bone in that
gorgeous body of hers.  So, I had to actually add the appropriate chemicals
to her sexual makeup in order for her to desire girls.  Cindy is bisexual
now, but it was the personalized conditioning she underwent that cemented
her love for me.  In your case, you're bisexual from the start and the
standard conditioning will turn you one hundred percent lesbian.  It
doesn't matter that your desires were latent; all they had to do was
exist."

   "You may be able to turn me into a lesbian but I will always hate you,"
I replied, tearing up again.

   "Cindy doesn't hate me.  She loves being my love slave."

   "Are you sure about that?" I asked, remembering Cindy's hesitation when
I asked her earlier.

   "On the surface is what counts.  The personalized programming is done
via my computer program with the help of a VR devise and well placed micro
computer chips.  I can make a girl lust a girl...  love a girl...  anything
I want.  If I'm making a love slave, I merely trigger the micro chip signal
in the brain to release endorphins."

   "Why me...?" I asked.

   "Because I wanted you the second Cindy showed me your picture.  Now, be
a good girl and tell me which girl you want as your lover."

   "No," I replied, still resisting.

   "All three are cheerleaders by the way.  This girl here with the short
hair is a major hottie and I just love her boobs.  This girl here with her
hair down to her butt is another major hottie and my personal favorite. 
The third girl isn't necessarily as hot as the other two but she is a
cheerleader and her boobs are almost as big as yours.  I couldn't take a
chance in abducting the wrong girl."

   "This is kidnapping!"

   "Yes, it certainly is, but once these girls undergo their full treatment
it won't matter.  Ask Cindy...  she's very aware of what I did to her, but
her new feelings are simply too powerful to resist."

   "Please, Laura...  Listen to yourself...  you sound crazy," I responded.

   Laura sighed and walked over to me.  Then she slapped me across the
face. I was stunned.  Then she slapped me again and I started to cry.

   "No more resisting me, now, point to the girl!"

   I pointed to the girl.

   "Was that so hard?" Laura asked me.  "You know, this isn't as bad as
you're making it out to be.  Cindy has been my love slave for months now
and she is fully functional.  The subliminal programming she's receiving
now actually helps her deal with her new life.  She's still the same Cindy
except for her unconditional love for me."

   "You talk about her like she's not even in the same room with us...  is
this my fate as well?" I asked.

   "That depends on you," Laura replied.  "Join me of your own free will
and I'll suspend all subliminal programming on you and I won't expose you
to any personalized conditioning, just the standard treatment."

   "Why can't I stay like I am...?  Why do I have to be totally lesbian?"

   "That's my offer.  Personally, I think I'm being generous and you should
give it serious consideration."

   "If...  if I do agree...  can I have Cindy as well?" I asked.

   "No.  I can loan you her from time to time but what is done is done. 
Her devotion to me is absolute and forever.  This is probably the only flaw
in my conditioning program.  There is no turning back."

   I stood there wondering how Cindy liked being talked about in this
manner.

   "Would I have to be your lover?" I asked.

   "Most definitely...  that's the whole point of this exercise.  We'll be
having lots of sex, but I won't force you to love me like Cindy does, but I
will prime your libido and make you very horny for me."

   "Huh...?  You said I wouldn't undergo any personalized treatment," I
replied.

   "I guess I forgot about that little exception," Laura replied with a
smile.

   "What about the other two girls?" I asked.

   "I'll let you pick one and I'll take the other."

   "You're so cavalier about this...  you've done this before, even before
Cindy."

   "That's right.  I have an attractive divorcee in her late twenties that
is my live in maid among other things, and there's my lawyer, who does pro
bono work for me.  I let her lick my pussy and she handles my legal
affairs."

   "What happens to me if I don't join you?"

   "Look, Holly.  I want you as my willing partner.  There's something
about you that gives me a hot box.  I really wish you would sincerely join
me."

   "Can I have some time to think about it?" I asked.

   "Five minutes," Laura responded.

   "Why are you offering me this when you can have me anyway?"

   "Absolute power has made me lonely."

   I remembered how Laura had looked at me in the library.  I turned back
to the girl I had a crush on and wondered how she would feel about becoming
my sex slave.  She looked so vulnerable lying there as I watched her large
breasts rise up and down on her chest.  I blushed when my gaze drifted down
to her shaven pussy.

   "Incidentally...  I can understand why this girl makes you wet...  she's
delicious."

   "If I agree to everything, can you let the others go?"

   "No."

   "Why not...?  You could use your subliminal programming and they them
forget," I argued.

   Laura sighed.

   "The programming sequence has ended," Cindy announced.

   "What's your answer?" Laura asked.

   "I'll join you," I whispered with downcast eyes.

   "Cindy, retrieve three boxes from the drawer," Laura instructed as she
walked over to the girl with the short hair.

   Cindy placed three boxes onto a cart and rolled it over to Laura.  I saw
three visors on the cart.

   "Each box contains a series of needles...  ten needles in all.  Each
needle possesses a microchip."

   I shifted my attention to the girl.  She was sexy looking and I actually
felt myself responding to her.  I loved her nice plump breasts.

   "Holly...  do you find me attractive sexually?" Laura asked me.

   "You're very beautiful," I responded.

   "But do I attract you sexually?" Laura asked again.

   I wanted to lie and say yes, but I found myself saying "no."

   "And why is that?" Laura asked, appearing sad.

   "Because you're beauty is skin deep.  Inside, you're a monster."

   "And are you truly joining me as my partner?"

   I looked at her in stunned silence.

   "Answer me!" Laura screamed.

   "No!  I...  I will fight you every chance I get," I blurted out, and
then I started to cry.

   "Very unfortunate..." Laura whispered.

   "Please, let me go...  let the others go," I sobbed.

   "Cindy, place the VR visor on Suzi," Laura commanded Cindy.

   Suzi...?  She knew the name of the girl that she was working on...  did
this mean she knew everyone's name?

   I watched as Laura injected a micro computer-chip into Suzi's nipples...
the underside of each breast, her clitoris, her g-spot, each side of the
Suzi's neck just below her earlobes, and then she repositioned Suzi in
order to inject a chip into her asshole.  The final chip was injected into
Suzi's brain.

   "This last chip enables me to trigger endorphins.  Every time Suzi does
something to make me happy...  well, I'm sure you get the picture."

   "What's her name?" I asked Laura, pointing to the girl in the middle.

   "Danielle," Laura replied with a smile.

   I wondered what Danielle's fate would be now that I was out of the
picture.  It was just then that I noticed a grin on her face.  Had she been
able to snap out of the trance she was in?  I wished there was some way I
could communicate with her.

   Laura performed the same process on the other girl and once she was
done, Cindy placed the visor over her eyes.  Then Cindy activated the
program which provided a light show underneath the VR visors the girls
wore. I could tell from the girls' movements that they were responding
passionately.

   "You're ruining their lives," I stated.

   "Think what you will, but I bet it's making you wet," Laura responded
with a smile.

   I turned beet red with embarrassment because she was right.

   "The programming is complete and ready for activation," Cindy announced,
and then she walked over to each girl and took off their visors.  It was
only then that I noticed the girls were restrained...  except for Danielle.


   "Activate them," Laura instructed.

   Cindy went back to the computer console and pressed a button.  Both
girls shuddered for a few moments before opening their eyes.

   "Suzi...  Lisa...  I want you to remain there on the table and until I
say otherwise," Laura commanded.  Then she turned her attention to
Danielle. "Danielle, you can get up now."

   Danielle sat up with a smile on her face.  She really was breath-taking
sitting there naked and there was no hiding my attraction towards her and I
couldn't stop staring at her breasts.

   Danielle then jumped down off the examination table and walked over to
me.

   "Hi Holly," Danielle greeted me with a huge smile on my face.

   I was confused.

   "Like I mentioned before, Holly...  Danielle really is all that...  and
I had myself a long chat with her before you arrived," Laura interjected.

   "You knew all along?" I asked.

   "Of course I did...  after all; you told me she is the captain of the
cheerleading squad.  I simply asked what her name was."

   I turned to Danielle who was still smiling at me.

   "You know, Holly...  if you had just come up to me and told me how you
felt I would have creamed at the opportunity to experiment with you,"
Danielle added.

   "That's just the conditioning talking," I whispered, tearing up.

   "Not true.  All the times you were discreetly checking me out, I was
doing the same to you.  The trouble was we were both good at checking each
other out without either one of us knowing it.  Anyway, now that I've
underwent the standard conditioning I'm a full fledged lesbian."

   I turned to Laura.  "So you were lying to me all along."

   "Not true.  I struck a deal with Danielle just before you arrived. 
Danielle would have been turned into your slave if you had been sincere in
joining me.  Danielle was my back-up plan.  I would have preferred you, but
we can't always have everything we prefer, can we?"

   "I hate you!"

   "Yes, dear...  and given I know your fate, I'm sure you always will."

   "What are you going to do to me?"

   "Isn't she adorable?" Laura asked Danielle, smiling.

   "Definitely," Danielle responded.

   "Suzi...  Lisa...  get up off the table and help Holly strip," Laura
commanded.

   "Please!" I cried, watching the girls get off the table and start
towards me.

   "Let them strip you!  Do not resist!" Laura screamed at me.

   The subliminal programming must have kicked in because I just stood
there and allowed them to strip me.  I blushed at being exposed to their
eyes.  My breasts were very large, and with the exception of a small golden
strip I was clean shaven.  The girls led me to the table and now it was me
being restrained.

   "You're breath-taking, Holly.  The goddess of beauty," Danielle
declared, smiling down at me.

   "Just so you know, Holly.  You'll first undergo the standard
conditioning which will turn you into a lesbian," Laura explained.

   "I don't want to be a lesbian," I cried.

   "Trust me, you'll love being my lesbian sex slave," Danielle stated.

   "Oh god, please don't," I whimpered before I passed out.

   Epilogue.  (Three months later)

   Where has the time gone?

   As you can imagine my life changed dramatically.  My sex life is more
pleasurable than I could have ever imagined.  My priorities have changed
also...  not to mention what gets me off.  I'm more into being humiliated
thanks to Danielle.  You wouldn't believe how horny I get when I know
people are watching me masturbate.  Yes, in public...  no choice.

   Like Danielle promised, I'm completely lust obsessed for her pussy, her
big tits, her ass, her toes, her neck, her everything.  I constantly find
myself obsessed with her beautiful body and literally become depressed if
I'm not with her.

   I tell everyone that Laura Michaels is my favorite professor but only
because I've been ordered to.  I wouldn't dare speak my true feelings
because I know this would upset Danielle.  Quite frankly, I would be
devastated if I did anything to upset my girlfriend.  That's right;
Danielle and I are official girlfriends.  We introduce ourselves this way
all the time.

   Like Laura had promised, I'm a full fledged lesbian and the sight of an
attractive girl arouses me.  However, I am not allowed to act on my
feelings unless I have Danielle's permission.

   The most troubling aspect of my personalized conditioning is that
Danielle had made me incredibly passive.  I wouldn't dream of upsetting
anyone and my new submissive nature extends to Laura, Suzi, Lisa and Cindy
as well.  Lisa is Laura's slave and Suzi (the one with the short hair) is
Danielle's slave.

   Last week, I begged Danielle to ask Laura to loan her Cindy.  I'm not
sure what my motive was but I thought Cindy and I could help each other
with our perpetual need for pussy.  Danielle saw it as a way to kill two
birds with one stone given she was eyeing a new transfer student she met
recently.

   Every guy on campus is buzzing with the knowledge that Danielle and I
are lovers.  You wouldn't believe how often Danielle and I are
propositioned for a threesome.  Of course we tell them no.

   I overheard Laura and Danielle talking the other day about starting up a
business.  Danielle told Laura that there was a market for selling young
beautiful ass.  I wondered for a second whether or not I should try to stop
them.  Yeah, right...  like that's going to happen.

   So, here I am enjoying my life as Danielle's lesbian sex slave.  She was
right.  I think deep down I kind of got off on the idea.  I never want to
see a dick for the rest of my life.  I dream about pussy, I fantasize about
pussy, I absolutely love pussy.  Danielle's pussy is by far the best pussy,
followed by Laura's pussy...  and then probably Cindy's, Suzi's and Lisa's.
I would have to say that I'm a pussy lover - no two ways about it.

   I do hate Laura for what she's doing to everybody, but of course I can't
verbalize it.  However, I do love having sex with her.

   "Holly...?"

   "In here," I responded, recognizing Suzi's voice.

   "My pussy needs attention and Danielle said it was alright if you tend
to me.  Would you mind?" Suzi asked me from the doorway.

   Suzi was stark naked and looking incredibly sexy.  I got up from my desk
and stripped off my thongs.  I joined Suzi who had already climbed on my
bed.  She spread her legs and I dove down on her...  overcome with her
scent.  I tasted of her...  I licked...  sucked...  and finally drank of
her.  I loved her pussy juice...  I loved her pussy.

   The end.

   I hope you enjoyed my take on deirdre's Experiment story.  If so
inclined, feel free to e-mail me at jrparz@hotmail.com and let me know what
you think.  Constructive criticism is welcome.

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