By Orestes

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   The women giggled amongst themselves.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   The other women agreed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   " You can sit in the back, Katie. "

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   " Friends ? What friends..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   The front door opened.

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

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

   He whispered something in her ear, and she laughed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   Cherry. She needed it badly.

   " What do you have there, Katie ?"

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

   " Bring it here. "

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

   With trembling hands, Kaitlyn handed the shake to
Jenna.

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

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

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

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

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

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

   " Please... I need it..."

   Jenna wasn't done tormenting Kaitlyn yet, though.

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

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

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

   " Hold your ass open for me, Penny. "

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   " Katie !"

   She froze. It was Amanda's voice.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   Two. Three. Four.

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

   Five. Six. Seven.

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

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

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

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

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

   " Yes. "

   " I love you. "

   " I love you too, Katie. "

   The strapping had stopped.

   " Amanda..."

   " Yes. "

   Pause.

   " One more please. "

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   Kaitlyn began with a public records search for
Alessia Brotto.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   " Maybe..." the doctor started.

   " What ?"

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

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

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

   " How can I get it ?"

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

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

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

   " Go ahead, " Amanda urged.

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

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

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

   Too late.

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

   Cream Soda.

***

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

   " It's a beautiful little town. "

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

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

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

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

   " And the men..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

   " Was it really necessary ?"

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

   " Where is she now ?"

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

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

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

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

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