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“So…how do you like your friend now?” Gordon asks you.
“She’s…not my friend” you tell him meekly. “I don’t know what is going on, but I don’t want you in my house anymore.”
Gordon laughs. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to change you…at least, not now. I’m busy with the blonde. In fact, I think it’s time to do some more tinkering.”
You can’t imagine what changes he has already made to that snob Carter Wallace (who is also in your house for reasons you can’t remember). Before you object to Gordon, he turns back towards Carter.
“Now, my dear, popular Carter,” he begins with a little bravado in his voice. “You’re a slut.”
Carter slightly raises her left eyebrow. “I’m…a slut?” She asks, the words clearly not sounding right. Given her looks and status, you know Carter certainly slept with her fair share of guys (since whenever she does the whole school soon knows). However, even you have to admit that calling her a slut is a little unfair.
“Yes, a slut.” He says again.
She looks as if she is ready to resist, but instead she completely folds as her face is drained of any resistance. “I’m…I’m a slut…” she proclaims, her voice noticeably higher. You watch as her makeup gets a little heavier, her top loses the hanging ends, and her shorts get a little shorter. While not overwhelming, the small changes really make a huge difference; just pretty before, now she looks pretty promiscuous. The headache returns as your memories alter slightly, with slut now being a word you now regularly call Carter. She’s slept with nearly every popular guy in the school (some multiple times) and she has a reputation of being overly flirtatious and sexually active.
“You’re a huge slut.”
“I’m…a…hu…h-hu…” she stammers, not giving in quite as easily. Even so, you notice her shorts get even shorter, her top change into a very skimpy tank, and her sneakers morph into insanely tall heels. She was really starting to look like a huge slut…
“You’re a huge slut, Carter.”
“I’m a huge…a huge slut…” she groans, the changes rapidly finishing up as she relente. Her hair now is styled differently, now far curled and more shapely. Her makeup gets even heavier, especially around her eyes. A collar appears around her neck while a pink denim jacket hangs loosely at her sides. You can’t help but gawk at how utterly immodest she looks, as if she’s just begging for a fuck (which she likely is).
“You’re a nympho,” says Gordon, quickly.
“I’m a nympho…”
“You’re easy.”
“I’m easy...”
“You love getting fucked.”
“I love getting fucked…”
“You’re dumb.”
“I’m…uhhh…dumb!”
As Gordon lists off these horrible adjectives, and then tells her that this is how she has always been and been remembered, the memories you have of Carter begin rapidly disappear and be replaced just as rapidly. You cannot remember Carter as anything but the sluttiest girl imaginable. It was a miracle she was still in school or that her parents didn’t disown her; she was dressed and behaved like a sexual object, her reputation as “Cumslut Carter” preceding her everywhere. She was only popular since she’d fuck any guy who dared give her a shred of interest. You hated everything about her, because you can’t believe a young woman in this day and age would lower herself to that level, but if anyone was dumb enough to, it would be Carter. Clearly, Gordon is turned on, judging by his raging erection you try and avoid looking at…
“She’s…not my friend” you tell him meekly. “I don’t know what is going on, but I don’t want you in my house anymore.”
Gordon laughs. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to change you…at least, not now. I’m busy with the blonde. In fact, I think it’s time to do some more tinkering.”
You can’t imagine what changes he has already made to that snob Carter Wallace (who is also in your house for reasons you can’t remember). Before you object to Gordon, he turns back towards Carter.
“Now, my dear, popular Carter,” he begins with a little bravado in his voice. “You’re a slut.”
Carter slightly raises her left eyebrow. “I’m…a slut?” She asks, the words clearly not sounding right. Given her looks and status, you know Carter certainly slept with her fair share of guys (since whenever she does the whole school soon knows). However, even you have to admit that calling her a slut is a little unfair.
“Yes, a slut.” He says again.
She looks as if she is ready to resist, but instead she completely folds as her face is drained of any resistance. “I’m…I’m a slut…” she proclaims, her voice noticeably higher. You watch as her makeup gets a little heavier, her top loses the hanging ends, and her shorts get a little shorter. While not overwhelming, the small changes really make a huge difference; just pretty before, now she looks pretty promiscuous. The headache returns as your memories alter slightly, with slut now being a word you now regularly call Carter. She’s slept with nearly every popular guy in the school (some multiple times) and she has a reputation of being overly flirtatious and sexually active.
“You’re a huge slut.”
“I’m…a…hu…h-hu…” she stammers, not giving in quite as easily. Even so, you notice her shorts get even shorter, her top change into a very skimpy tank, and her sneakers morph into insanely tall heels. She was really starting to look like a huge slut…
“You’re a huge slut, Carter.”
“I’m a huge…a huge slut…” she groans, the changes rapidly finishing up as she relente. Her hair now is styled differently, now far curled and more shapely. Her makeup gets even heavier, especially around her eyes. A collar appears around her neck while a pink denim jacket hangs loosely at her sides. You can’t help but gawk at how utterly immodest she looks, as if she’s just begging for a fuck (which she likely is).
“You’re a nympho,” says Gordon, quickly.
“I’m a nympho…”
“You’re easy.”
“I’m easy...”
“You love getting fucked.”
“I love getting fucked…”
“You’re dumb.”
“I’m…uhhh…dumb!”
As Gordon lists off these horrible adjectives, and then tells her that this is how she has always been and been remembered, the memories you have of Carter begin rapidly disappear and be replaced just as rapidly. You cannot remember Carter as anything but the sluttiest girl imaginable. It was a miracle she was still in school or that her parents didn’t disown her; she was dressed and behaved like a sexual object, her reputation as “Cumslut Carter” preceding her everywhere. She was only popular since she’d fuck any guy who dared give her a shred of interest. You hated everything about her, because you can’t believe a young woman in this day and age would lower herself to that level, but if anyone was dumb enough to, it would be Carter. Clearly, Gordon is turned on, judging by his raging erection you try and avoid looking at…
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