"Shaken - Part 1 of 3"
By Orestes
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It seemed like a harmless enough proposal. Two dozen women in town had received 
the request from Baldwin Pharmaceuticals to participate in the product trial. It 
wasn't a big deal. The women would receive a package of meal replacement shakes 
in various flavours. The town doctor, Phil Connelly, would then conduct focus 
groups amongst the women to take comments.
The whole process sounded pretty simple, and would only last a couple of months. 
For their effort, the women would each receive a small sum of money, but the 
real reward was the generous contribution that Baldwin was willing to make 
towards the building of the local medical centre. Dr. Connelly had been so 
excited about this, that he had practically begged all of his female patients to 
participate.
The only condition was confidentiality. It was the reason that the company had 
chosen a town of this size. They didn't want word getting out to their 
competitors about the product before it hit the market.
To Kaitlyn's eyes, the concern was a little silly. She was absolutely sure the 
drinks were going to be a big flop once they hit the national market. The first 
time she popped open one of the little plastic containers, she knew that they 
would never be popular.
For one thing, despite the fact that they were billed as meal replacement 
shakes, the consistency of the product was more like a thin jelly. The flavours 
were overpowering, and left a strange taste in the back of her mouth.
The initial reports from the other women were similar. When Kaitlyn came in for 
her first weekly focus group, the other eleven women in her group were quick to 
point out their misgivings.
" The texture is just a little... well... gross, " complained young Amanda 
Redding, Kaitlyn's co-worker at the library. Phil Connelly pushed up his 
glasses, and then wrote down her comments.
" I don't know, I sort of like it. It really grows on you. " This from Penny 
Kaiser. The other women rolled their eyes. Penny was known as the town air- 
head.
Kaitlyn finally spoke up. " Look, I don't want to be critical, but the flavours 
are really too strong. I tried all four of them, and the only one I could handle 
was Blueberry. Pineapple was too sweet. Cherry just lingers in your mouth for 
hours. And don't even get me started on Cream Soda. I could barely swallow it. "
The doctor looked up from his clipboard. " How about the rest of you ladies ? 
What flavour did you most enjoy ?"
The consensus was quick. Every one of the women had chosen Blueberry. From the 
early reaction, Kaitlyn wondered why the company even bother to continue the 
product trials. It seemed like all the votes were in. Nonetheless, the doctor 
ended the meeting on a cheerful note.
" Well, it looks like they have some work to do on this product, but the company 
was insistent that we finish the two month product trial. Just keep going with 
the shakes, one a day. To make it more convenient, I've supplied the general 
store with enough of the shakes to get us through the two month testing period. 
Just let Mrs. Applebee know what flavour you want, and she'll supply you with a 
week's worth. "
" I hope they have enough Blueberry to go around, or you just might have a riot 
on your hands, " one of the women joked. The tall doctor smiled and nodded.
" Just go with whatever flavours you want. It'll be interesting to see if anyone 
develops a taste for one of the other flavours in the coming weeks. "
Kaitlyn and Amanda left together to go back to the library. The other women left 
too. All except Penny Kaiser, who stayed behind to talk to the doctor.
" I don't think she's really drinking Blueberry, " confided Amanda.
" What makes you say that ?"
" I'm not sure. Something about the way she avoided the question in there. She 
looked embarrassed. "
Kaitlyn laughed. " I know Penny's a bit of a dipstick, but I can't believe she 
would lie about not preferring the same flavour as everyone else. "
There was an awkward silence as Amanda took a left turn off of the main road and 
towards the library building. The funny thing was, as Kaitlyn thought about it, 
she got a strange feeling. Somehow, she felt like she would be embarrassed about 
it too. It would make her a bit... different than the other women.
And she was sure that Amanda felt the same way. There was something 
conspiratorial in the young woman's voice when she suggested that Penny was 
using another flavour.
Kaitlyn unlocked the doors to the small library. It was no problem for her to 
skip out for a couple of hours this morning. The little library didn't get many 
visitors until after school anyhow. It was always a challenge for Kaitlyn to 
convince the local council to maintain funding. Somehow, perhaps simply by will- 
power, she managed to keep the doors open.
She even had to cut back Amanda's hours considerably. These days, the young 
woman only came in for a few hours a day.
It was hard not to get discouraged. However, over the last week, her spirits had 
been up. Maybe it was just all of the excitement surrounding the product trial, 
but lot of women who wouldn't normally stop by the library came around, just to 
chat.
Gossip, really. Nothing that Kaitlyn would normally have listened to, but as the 
days went by, she came to look forward to it.
Kaitlyn felt energized by all of the new attention. It was hard to worry so much 
about the library when there were much more important things going on. Like 
Jenna Klein's sex life with her husband had finally picked up. And Louise 
Redding was dating this new farm hand from the Kent place. And, Kaitlyn knew, 
the foolish antics of Penny Kaiser were always a good source of gossip.
In fact, it wasn't a half hour after the library was open that Jenna Klein 
wandered in and took the first shot of the day at poor Penny. Jenna was the 
unacknowledged social queen of the little town, and was ceaselessly taking 
pot-shots at the air-headed Penny.
" Did you see the way her face went red when everyone else said they liked the 
Blueberry shakes ? "
Kaitlyn couldn't believe she was discussing this again. It was all so silly. 
What did it matter if Penny wasn't drinking the same flavour ?
Amanda piped in. " And she liked the texture too. I don't think I'll ever get 
used to the way it coats my mouth, like a jelly. "
" Why do you think she stayed behind to talk to the doctor ?" Kaitlyn found 
herself adding to the conversation. Yes, it was trivial. But there was a little 
thrill that came with being included in the crowd. It was something that Kaitlyn 
hadn't much cared about before, but had found herself craving in the last few 
days. She didn't enjoy picking on poor Penny, but it was all just gossip anyhow.
By the time Kaitlyn finally closed up the library, half the women in town had 
been through the doors, not only from her own focus group, but also from the 
other group of twelve women who participated in the product trial.
As Kaitlyn locked up and began to walk home, she thought about the strange new 
energy that seemed to be coursing through the veins of this little town. It must 
just be the excitement of the product trials, she reasoned. It had been since, 
well... never... that anyone had paid any attention to the residents of this 
small community.
There was something else too, though. As she opened her front door, and headed 
for the fridge, she knew exactly what it was. The shakes themselves. After she 
drank one, she could feel an extra boost of energy. Not much unusual about that 
on its own, she supposed, since the shakes were supposed to contain vitamins and 
carbohydrates.
It was the other effects that she was having trouble putting her finger on. The 
effects were so subtle, that she could almost convince herself that it was her 
imagination. For one thing, she didn't seem to have as much anxiety as she had 
before. That was a positive development. She had always been uptight in social 
situations, but now she seemed to fit right in.
More unexpected were her new sexual appetites. Pleasant, but unexpected.
As she swallowed down the Blueberry shake, she could feel her heart pounding 
just a little bit faster. Her nipples had shown a new sensitivity in the last 
few days, and even seemed a little swollen. Now they positively bulged with 
arousal as she swallowed down the last of the thin gel, and held the plastic 
bottle tilted against her lips for a minute more, eager to get the last 
lingering dribbles of the shake onto her tongue.
Apparently, the other women were feeling this same sexual reaction, although no 
one talked about it directly. It was just gossip. There was Jenna's renewed 
enthusiasm for sex with her husband, and Amanda's sexual experimentation with 
her boyfriend, Brad. Louise gave the dirty details about her new farm hand 
lover.
Kaitlyn enjoyed the sensations as arousal flowed through her body. She doubted 
the effect was coincidence, but she was reluctant to discuss it with the other 
girls, let alone Dr. Connelly. It was nothing extreme anyhow.
She drew herself a warm bath, and began to peel off her clothing. Despite being 
alone, she made a sexy little show out of it, tracing her fingers along her 
gentle curves before slipping the fabric from her flesh. She felt attractive 
now.
Kaitlyn had always felt reluctant to see herself as an attractive woman. It was 
something that went hand in hand with her anxiety in social situations. She had 
always just felt more comfortable dressing conservatively, and burying herself 
in work. She was self-assured in her own way, but just had never embraced her 
more adventurous side.
Now she looked at herself in a whole new light. As her anxiety floated away, she 
became more aware of the beautiful curves of her body. She caressed her swollen 
nipples, now free from the confines of her bra. The sensation made her bite her 
lower lip in pleasure.
The mirror began to steam from the heat of the bath, obscuring her view of the 
way her blue eyes sparkled with excitement. Finally, she hooked her thumbs under 
the waistband of her panties, and bent forward to slide them down her legs. 
Every movement kindled renewed excitement. The way she arched her back, and ran 
her hands down her shapely ass seemed calculated to please some imaginary 
audience in Kaitlyn's washroom.
Then, her skin bare, she lowered herself into the soapy water and explored her 
body. She reviewed the gossip of the day, and imagined herself with the lovers 
that the town women had discussed so candidly. It was a dirty thrill, to imagine 
herself with little Amanda's young boyfriend, but she felt little guilt. After 
all, the other women had the real thing. If she borrowed their images for her 
pleasure, it was a minor transgression.
The taste of Blueberry still lingered in her mouth. Sweet and fragrant. Her mind 
wandered to sexual thoughts of all sorts, and she did nothing to hold it back. 
The sensations were just too pleasurable. Again, her mind led her to Brad, 
Amanda's boyfriend. They were barely out of high school, and their bodies were 
young and firm.
Kaitlyn imagined herself pinned under him, his hard body pushing into her, and 
through the warmth of the bath, she swore that she could almost feel it. The 
feelings intensified, and Kaitlyn knew she wouldn't last much longer. She licked 
her lips, allowing the aftertaste of the shake to play in her mouth.
Her mind wandered further, and in a direction she hadn't expected. For a moment, 
just as her body began to climax, she imagined that she and Brad weren't alone. 
Amanda was there too. It was such a dirty thought, Kaitlyn couldn't believe how 
it intensified her building orgasm. Brad was still pumping her, but now Amanda 
was lowering her pussy over Kaitlyn's face.
As the strong orgasm finally took her, the taste of the blueberry on her tongue 
changed, just subtly.
The strange sexual fantasy was still fresh in the librarian's head when Amanda 
came to work the next afternoon. She had never thought about the girl... or any 
girl, for that matter... in that way before, and she searched for an 
explanation.
There was something in the shakes that was giving her sexual energy, Kaitlyn was 
sure. Perhaps there was nothing abnormal about that. If the shakes were intended 
to increase energy levels, the result wouldn't be entirely unexpected.
But there was always curiosity. It was a commodity that Kaitlyn had in excess. A 
thirst for knowledge had pushed her to finish a masters degree in physics in her 
early twenties. She just liked to know how things worked. Now that she had 
inherited the family home in this small town she loved so much, she satisfied 
her intellectual appetites at the library.
And she still couldn't suppress her curiosity when the occasion arose.
The little plastic packages of the shakes wore no list of ingredients. Another 
measure by Baldwin Pharmaceuticals to safeguard against leaks to the 
competition, no doubt. Without that source of information, Kaitlyn turned to 
investigating the source of the shakes, and sent an e-mail out to an old 
schoolmate.
' I'm looking for whatever you can dig up on Baldwin Pharmaceuticals, ' she 
wrote to Ellen Caplan, who was now working as a technical editor for a magazine. 
' I appreciate anything you can come up with. '
Once Amanda was in for the afternoon, and some of the other women dropped by, 
Kaitlyn almost forgot she sent the request. It was just really difficult to get 
too worked up about. It was much more interesting to hear the latest rumours 
from around town.
Like - Erin Hansen actually went into the general store, and bought a copy of 
every dirty magazine the place stocks. She was in the other focus group, and the 
rumour was floating around that she wasn't drinking Blueberry shakes, and had 
switched to Pineapple.
The group of women hushed when Penny Kaiser came through the doors. Kaitlyn 
actually felt sorry for poor ditzy Penny. The blonde just hung around for a few 
minutes, trying not to look too awkward, and then left amidst the giggles of the 
other women.
" Oh, she's definitely on Pinapple, " speculated Jenna. It was an odd comment, 
but everyone seemed to agree. Even Kaitlyn got the sense that it was true.
And a weird sexual shiver went up and down her spine, as she wondered what it 
would be like to drink the disturbingly sweet Pineapple shakes instead of 
Blueberry. The thought itself was indecent, and she banished it from her head. 
Back to gossip.
Until she arrived home. Out of the original package of meal replacement shakes, 
Kaitlyn had tried one of each flavour. Like she had told the other women at the 
meeting, she had found the flavours overpowering. But now... well, she wasn't so 
sure. She had restocked with Blueberry just before the group meeting, and had 
enough to get through the week, but she still had another of each of the 
flavours from the original sample pack.
The dirty thought persisted in her mind. No one had to know if she drank the 
Pineapple shake instead.
Then she thought about the way the other women ridiculed Penny and Erin for 
switching to the obscenely syrupy flavour. No. She didn't want that at all. She 
enjoyed the feelings of empowerment it gave her to be a part of the group. Every 
day, she enjoyed the interaction more.
Without further thought, she snapped the top off of the Blueberry shake, and 
greedily sucked it down. Then she went to draw herself another bath.
For the rest of the week, Katilyn struggled with her instincts. Something was 
wrong, and she knew it. It all had to do with the shakes. Nonetheless, every 
time she drank one, the calming effects became stronger, and the changes in the 
other women became easier to accept.
In the middle of the week, for instance, Penny and Erin began to hang around 
with the other women again. Only, they wasn't treated as equals at all. While 
all of the other women seemed more confident and assertive than ever, these two 
seemed to take a more subservient role. Penny followed Jenna around all day, 
doing stupid little chores for the woman.
It was silly to watch. The ditzy blonde would always walk a few steps behind 
Jenna. Then, whenever Jenna asked, Penny would fetch her lunch, or brush her 
hair, or even rub her feet. Jenna actually made a bit of a show about it, ever 
humbling Penny in new ways. It got worse every day.
It was all because she was drinking Pineapple shakes. It just showed how 
inferior she was, and everyone seemed to know it.
Erin was the same way. The red-head seemed to do anything one of the other women 
said. The women took turns getting her to run their errands, and do their 
laundry. It was shameful, but so far, Kaitlyn had been able to convince herself 
that it was pretty much harmless.
It all just seemed natural, and more so by the day.
In the meantime, Kaitlyn's other reaction to the shakes was intensifying. The 
sexual rush she felt when she sucked down the Blueberry shake was exquisite. But 
it wasn't enough. She wanted more, and she knew what would provide it. 
Pineapple.
" Well, have your impressions changed over the last week ?" asked Dr. Connelly 
to the group.
" The texture really isn't so bad, " admitted Amanda. " I really enjoy it now. "
Jenna was the next to speak. " I love the extra energy the shakes give me. "
Everyone agreed with that. No one said it aloud, but all the women understood 
what she meant. They all felt the rush of sexual energy that lasted throughout 
the day. It was empowering.
" Good, " said the doctor, noting the new reactions. " Now, has anyone switched 
to any of the other flavours. "
Everyone looked at Penny expectantly. Her face went red. " I have, " she finally 
choked out. " I'm drinking Pineapple flavour. "
Chuckles of laughter went around the room. Kaitlyn tried to hide the fact that 
her own face was going red. No, she hadn't switched to Pineapple, but she really 
wanted to. Every time she drank the Blueberry, her body came alive. Her breasts 
had swollen so much that her bra was an uncomfortable fit, and she had never 
felt so sexy in her life. Yet she hungered for more.
" Great. We'll meet next Monday at the same time, " announced Dr. Connelly.
The women got up to leave, Penny following behind Jenna as usual. Something made 
Kaitlyn pause. She really needed to talk to the doctor.
" You go ahead, " she told Amanda. " I'll catch up with you later. "
Some of the other women noticed she was staying behind too. Kaitlyn blushed. She 
absolutely knew that she would be the subject of a few rumours for this.
Once they were alone, Kaitlyn let out her secret to Dr. Connelly.
" I've had some urges to switch to the Pineapple flavour, " she told him.
He smiled gently. " And why does that concern you ?"
It was embarrassing to admit it. He was a guy. He just wouldn't understand.
" It's... um... all the other women, they'll think less of me. I just know it. I 
really want to fit in. "
There was a moment of silence as the doctor put away his notepad.
" Listen, Kaitlyn. There's nothing to be worried about. The developers of the 
shake knew from the start that Blueberry would be the most popular flavour. They 
figured that only something like twenty percent of the women in the study would 
switch to another flavour in the course of the trials. "
Twenty percent. That was like... Kaitlyn cursed herself that the math eluded her 
for a moment... that was like five out of the twenty-four women. So far there 
was Penny, and Erin. Now her.
" But why me ? I mean, why can't it be one of the other women ?"
Kaitlyn also cursed the emotions that were irrationally filling her head.
" Take it easy, Kaitlyn. It's just natural. Some women are meant to take the 
Blueberry, and others are meant to switch. "
Despite her attempts to compose herself, Kaitlyn found herself crying.
" There, there, " the doctor tried to console her. " It's not so bad. Penny came 
to me last week with the same feeling, but now that's she's switched over, she 
feels just fine. You just have to give in to your cravings. Listen to yourself. 
You're getting all upset about the flavour of shake you drink. 
Blueberry...Pineapple... Cream Soda... what's the difference ? Don't you think 
you're being a bit silly ?"
When he put it that way, it did seem like a frivolous concern. But how could he 
possibly understand ? He couldn't know the way that Penny and Erin were teased 
by the other women.
Dr. Connelly circled around his desk, and opened a drawer. Kaitlyn desperately 
tried to compose herself, wiping the tears out of her face. From the drawer, the 
doctor brought out one of the meal replacement shakes. Pineapple. He set it down 
in front of Kaitlyn.
" There. Now you seem to be getting a hold of yourself. You can see how silly it 
is for you to worry about what flavour you're drinking, can't you ?"
" I guess. "
" Why don't you have one now ? Once you drink it, you'll know how silly you were 
to worry. "
A rush of sexual anticipation rolled down through her body. For days now, she 
had been wrestling with this temptation. Now, he expected her to drink it, and 
she fought for an excuse not to.
" I can't. I only like it cold, from the fridge. "
" Nonsense, " argued the doctor. " It tastes the same either way. I think you'll 
even find that it goes down much better warm. "
As she reached for the shake, she found her hand trembling. There was something 
so very wrong with this all. With the way all of the women were acting, and with 
the way these shakes were affecting her. It didn't make any sense. One part of 
her wanted to resist, and to solve this mystery.
Another part of her craved the sense of well-being she knew would come with the 
sweet fluid. It all wasn't so bad, really. Just a little sexual rush, and some 
power games amongst the local women. It was all so silly.
The doctor watched her closely as she brought the little plastic container to 
her lips. The fragrance of the Pineapple shake rose to her nostrils. Unlike the 
first time she had tried this flavour, the scent was appealing now. She could 
feel her nipples swelling with excitement as she tipped the container back, and 
began to spoon up the warm fluid with her tongue.
The physical reaction was immediate, and although Kaitlyn was embarrassed to let 
the doctor see it, she closed her eyes and groaned with satisfaction. A little 
of the jelly-like substance escaped her mouth in her eagerness to swallow it all 
down, and rolled down her chin.
The warmth of the shake added an odd sensation. The feeling of the sweet syrup 
was warm and familiar on her tongue, but she couldn't quite figure out what it 
reminded her of. Kaitlyn scooped the sticky glob remaining on her chin up with 
one finger, and sunk it into her mouth. Yes, the warm stickiness definitely 
reminded her of something.
" Do you feel any better ?" asked Dr. Connelly.
" Yes, I really do. "
Her reservations had flown away with the first taste. All that mattered now was 
the queer erotic energy that danced warmly in her belly. She could feel herself 
moistening with lust.
Then she did something on an impulse. Even as she did it, she knew she would 
regret it later. This was so unlike her.
She just felt so good, and sexy.
As the normally conservative librarian sunk to her knees, and began to unbutton 
her blouse, her message was unmistakable. Phil Connelly sat in position for a 
moment, as if in contemplation about what to do. When he stood, the bulge in his 
trousers spoke his answer.
Kaitlyn had never felt so alive. Pure excitement buzzed through her as Dr. 
Connelly began to unzip his pants. This was like nothing she had ever done 
before, but in a strange sort of way, it made sense to her. She was entitled to 
enjoy the extra sexual energy the shakes provided as much as any woman in town. 
But they all had men to work out their urges on.
So what was wrong with Kaitlyn getting a little action too ?
Without a trace of inhibition, she sucked down the doctor's cock, pleased by the 
way the taste of Pineapple still lingered on her tongue. He groaned from above, 
enjoying the unexpected attention. Kaitlyn reached up her skirt, and began to 
rub herself through the soft fabric of her panties.
On her knees. Unexpected.
She almost giggled in delight as he began to pump his hips forward, and her 
throat accepted his penis deeply. The soft flesh surrounding his balls pushed 
against her chin and lower lip.
Kaitlyn raised her gaze now, and made eye contact with the man who was readying 
to cum in her mouth. She fixed her big blue eyes there, the way she imagined a 
porn star would, and groaned with pleasure as she bobbed her head back and 
forth.
It was happening too quickly, she knew. He would cum soon, and then she would 
have to be embarrassed for what she had done. Right now, though, she enjoyed 
every taste, smell, and sound of the encounter.
Kaitlyn's hips bucked in orgasm. It had come easily, and another was on the way. 
Her fingers could feel the wetness of climax through her white panties.
" Just a little more, " coached the doctor.
She renewed her attentions to him, swirling her tongue across the bottom of his 
cock. Ever faster, his hips jerked into her, and finally, as he cried out in 
pleasure, he filled her mouth.
And then she remembered...
" That's a good cock sucker. Swallow it for me. "
... she remembered exactly what the warm stickiness of the shake had reminder 
her of.

"Shaken - Part 2 of 3"
By Orestes
orestes007@hotmail.com
ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/Orestes



This work is copyright © 2000 by Orestes. You may download and keep copies for 
your personal use as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this 
paragraph remain on the copies. Please do not post this story to any web site 
without permission from the author. All other rights reserved. No alteration of 
the contents is permitted.



Kaitlyn Parker couldn't force herself to sleep.
For two weeks, she had lied to herself, and had suppressed the part of herself 
that would search for the real answers. The Blueberry shakes had made it easy, 
she realized. They suppressed anxiety. They made her fit in with the other 
women.
And even now, she longed to be that wonderful, uninhibited creature who lived 
for sexual pleasure.
Everything would be so easy if she would just give in to her desires. However, 
there was a strong part of Kaitlyn that refused. It was the same part of her 
that had left home in her late teens to pursue academics despite the protests of 
her parents. It was the part of her that had achieved a masters degree in less 
than four years, before returning home for her parents' funeral.
That stubborn, inquisitive part of Kaitlyn was reawakened as she stumbled out of 
the office of Dr. Phil Connelly, with the tastes of Pineapple and semen mingling 
in her throat. There was a swell of emotions in her chest as she realized what 
she had just done. Exhilaration. Depravity. Satisfaction. But somewhere within 
her, there was also a deep sense of humiliation about what she was becoming.
He hadn't even asked for it. She dropped to her knees, and invited him into her 
mouth. She came twice while kneeling beneath him, worshipping his cock.
It was every bit the opposite of Kaitlyn's normally conservative self, and as 
sexy as she felt at that moment, she absolutely knew that it was the result of 
the Pineapple shake she had just greedily consumed.
So she lay in bed alone, her mind whirling through the events of the last two 
weeks, and tried to keep herself from masturbating.
When she woke from a fitful slumber the next morning, her body ached from some 
unknown exertion. Kaitlyn's nipples had been sensitive for over a week, and now 
felt even more swollen than before. Her stomach and thighs seemed tight from 
exercise, although she had done nothing physical the day before.
A thought struck her.
Goddamn, she scolded herself. I forgot about the e- mail I sent. Maybe I'll be 
able to find some answers after all.
The thought prompted her to dress quickly, and begin her walk to the library. It 
had been a week since she sent the e-mail to her friend, Ellen Caplan, asking 
for information about Baldwin Pharmaceuticals. A sense of excitement filled her 
belly. As long as she stayed focused, she had a chance of figuring out this 
whole bizarre chain of events.
It wasn't until she approached the library that she became aware that she had 
forgotten to wear her bra and panties today. She cursed silently at the short 
skirt she had chosen in her haste. It wasn't like her to be so careless.
" Hi Katie, " chirped Amanda as Kaitlyn approached the front doors of the little 
library building.
" Amanda ? What are you doing here ? I don't have you scheduled until the 
afternoon. "
" Oh, I was just feeling a little restless, and I decided to come down and check 
how you were doing. I was wondering what you needed to see the doctor about 
yesterday ?"
Kaitlyn felt self-conscious now. She was painfully aware that the short skirt 
she was wearing was little cover for her bare ass and pussy, and of how her 
swollen nipples must appear through the thin blouse she wore today. But that 
wasn't all...
Something about the way that Amanda was talking made her feel... inferior. The 
young woman had never called her 'Katie' before. She was probing for 
information. For gossip. It was like she knew that Kaitlyn had switched to the 
stronger Pineapple shakes.
Kaitlyn's face went red.
" Why don't we go inside, " she said, smoothing down the front of her skirt. " I 
need to talk to you about something. "
The two women walked into the library office. Kaitlyn had a hard time resisting 
her instincts to walk behind the younger girl.
Kaitlyn sat at the computer, and breathed deeply. Even in her own head, 
everything sounded crazy. She didn't know how her thoughts would seem to anyone 
else. But if she had to trust anyone, it was Amanda. The young woman looked up 
to her. Even idolized her in a way.
" I think there's something wrong with the shakes we're drinking, " Kaitlyn 
began. Amanda was smiling in an almost condescending sort of way, but nodded for 
Kaitlyn to continue.
" Please, Amanda, just listen carefully. I think I knew something was wrong 
since the beginning. Some things about me changed in a way that at first I 
thought was harmless. Suppression of anxiety... increased assertiveness... 
sexual energy..."
The younger woman laughed involuntarily.
" What ?"
" I don't know, Katie, it just seems like you're worrying yourself over nothing. 
So you feel a little more self-confident and get a bit horny when you drink the 
meal replacement shakes ? Is that anything to get all worked up about ?"
Kaitlyn's frustration was beginning to show as tears welled up in her eyes. More 
than anything, she wanted Amanda to believe her. She needed someone she could 
trust to stand by her.
" No, you don't get it. Those are just the initial symptoms. The more I drank 
the shakes, the more severe it became. There are physical symptoms. My breasts 
are tender and swollen. So are my lips. I've lost five pounds..."
Amanda was shaking her head in amusement. Kaitlyn could tell that she wasn't 
being taken seriously. When had this happened ? When had she lost the younger 
girl's respect ?
" God, Amanda, I really need you on my side. Everything is getting out of 
control, and I can't trust myself to think straight. I think I'm addicted to the 
shakes. I spend every moment craving my next taste, and it gets worse every day. 
Think about it... try to think about how weird it is that Penny and Erin are now 
acting like servants for the other women in town, just because they're addicted 
to a different flavour... and now me..."
Through teary eyes, she watched the younger girl for a reaction.
" I'm sorry, " Amanda giggled, " but it's hard to take you seriously while 
you're spreading your legs like that. "
Kaitlyn looked down at herself. It was a stupid, absent minded motion, and it 
left her body completely exposed at the edge of her seat. The lips of her pussy 
glistened from her almost constant state of arousal. She quickly brought her 
legs together, and began to sob with shame.
" It's happening to me, Amanda. I can feel it. Dr. Connelly told me that 20% of 
the women in the study were expected to develop a taste for something more than 
Blueberry. It's happening to me, and I can't stop it. Soon, I'll be just like 
Penny and Erin are. Weak and stupid. All of the other women will know. They'll 
see me becoming a bimbo, and they'll laugh about it, not seeing that they've 
been changed too. "
Amanda's expression was slightly more sober. " You can't be serious about 
this... there's no way you could ever end up like Penny. She's not like us... 
she's..."
" She's exactly where I'll be in a week. Tell me you can't feel it already. You 
called me Katie this morning. You've never called me that before. You have 
trouble taking me seriously now. It's only going to get worse."
The girl seemed to conflicted, possibly struggling with the same feelings of 
incredulity that Kaitlyn had been wrestling with for over a week.
" Okay, what if I believe you. What do you want me to do ?"
" I don't know. I need a couple of weeks to investigate everything. In the 
meantime, I don't think that I can force myself to quit the shakes. I just need 
you to look out for me. "
" I will... I promise. "
Kaitlyn stood and hugged the young woman. It felt so good to have someone on her 
side. At the same time, she realized that with the difficulty she had in 
convincing even her most loyal friend that something was wrong, it would be 
impossible to convince the others. It would just be the two of them, and she 
hoped it would be enough.
For the rest of the morning, Kaitlyn locked herself into the library office 
while Amanda handled the customers. She tried not to think about the rumours 
that would begin circulating about her just outside the office doors.
The way the women would laugh... for some reason it made her wet just to think 
about it.
Despite herself, Kaitlyn almost felt like she deserved their contempt. After 
all, she was drinking Pineapple now, and that made her lower than them. Weaker.
Kaitlyn opened her e-mail account anxiously, and found a message waiting from 
Ellen.
' Sorry, Kaitlyn, but Baldwin Pharmaceuticals is a privately held firm, and so 
there's little public information in our files. I can only tell you that they 
seem to be a fairly young company, and have been in business for less than five 
years. I hope you find what you're looking for. '
The librarian was determined that she would. She began to send out requests for 
information to anyone she could think of. Government agencies. Trade magazines. 
Public records. She fought through the haze that was clouding her thoughts to 
look for answers.
By the time the library doors closed, and Amanda popped her head in the door to 
say goodbye, Kaitlyn had left phone messages and e-mail inquiries with dozens of 
potential information sources.
Then she was alone in the building, and her hunger returned. As she stood to 
clear her head, her legs almost gave out.
Kaitlyn looked herself in the mirror, and could see herself trembling. The 
subtle changes in her appearance were beginning to add up. Her lips were pouty 
and red, even without make-up. The here eyes were lit with lust, and her cheeks 
flushed with desire. She needed it now, more than ever, and she instinctively 
knew that even the powerful calming effects of the Blueberry shakes wouldn't 
help her. She needed Pineapple.
She gathered her purse, and quickly locked up the library. As a cool breeze blew 
down the street, she felt it play on the bare skin beneath her skirt. Her tender 
nipples were clearly visible through her thin blouse.
As much as the slutty appearance bothered her, Kaitlyn knew that she couldn't 
wait until she arrived home to get a shake. She walked quickly across the street 
towards the general store. She would have to get a new case of shakes sometime 
anyhow.
Luckily, there were no cars parked in front of the store when she arrived. That 
was a good sign.
" Good affer'noon, " greeted Mrs. Applebee.
" Oh, hi, " said Kaitlyn, scanning the aisles nervously to make sure she was 
indeed alone.
" What can I do you for today ?" The woman had an outrageous southern accent 
that all the school children made fun of after visiting the store for candy. 
They would wander into the library afterwards with sticky hands, and a new stock 
of southern slang that drove Kaitlyn nuts.
" Um... I need more of the shakes. "
" Awl right. Luckily, the doctor brought down s'more of the Blueberry un's, 
'cause I was runnin' straight out. "
The woman bent to retrieve a package from under the counter.
" No, I need the..." Kaitlyn's face went totally red as she stammered out the 
words. " I ...um... I mean, I've switched to... um... Pineapple. "
Mrs. Applebee seemed more surprised by Kaitlyn's sudden nervousness than her 
request for the Pineapple shakes. " That's jus' fine, deary. It ain't no trouble 
for me. I'll jus' go out back and get y'all a case of the Pineapple drink. "
Once again, Kaitlyn scanned the store, and nervously glanced at the door. She 
tried to calm herself, but it was no use. The more she thought of the 
humiliation of switching to the Pineapple flavour, the more aroused the became. 
Then, of course, with the new arousal, came a new wave of shame.
The southern woman stomped around in the back room, searching through boxes of 
merchandise, leaving Kaitlyn staring at the wall behind the counter. Her eyes 
were drawn there, to the adult magazines on the wall. Suddenly, she wanted them 
very badly. The women on the covers were posed provocatively, their lips spread 
in mock lust.
She couldn't. Not after the way the other women had mocked Erin Hansen the 
previous week for buying magazines.
Maybe...
Kaitlyn tried to banish these nasty thoughts from her head.
But maybe... if she bought the magazines, she could prevent herself from 
repeating the way she had thrown herself on Dr. Connelly the previous day. She 
just needed something to get rid of her sexual energy.
" Here they are, deary. " Kaitlyn was stirred from her contemplation of the porn 
magazines as Mrs. Applebee re-entered the room. The older woman set a case of 
Pineapple shakes down on the counter.
" Thanks, " Kailyn said, " Could I have a bag for that ?"
She hoped she wouldn't run into any of the other women on the way home.
" Oh, and... " she couldn't stop herself from saying, " I need... a couple of 
those magazines. "
Mrs. Applebee looked over her shoulder, as if unaware that she even carried the 
porn magazines. "You mean the girly magazines ?"
Kailyn's pussy moistened with excitement. She could feel some of the wetness 
gathering on her bare thighs as her humiliation deepened. " Yes. "
The store owner paused, waiting for Kaitlyn to choose some of the titles. 
Kailyn's legs were trembling, both in anticipation of the nasty images in the 
skin magazines, and of the Pineapple shake she would soon be slurping down.
" Just give me a couple. Any of them. I don't care. "
The woman dropped two magazines into a brown paper bag, and handed them over the 
counter.
" Do you want to pay cash, or should I jus' put those on your account, deary ?" 
The woman was trying not to embarrass Kaitlyn, but the librarian's face was 
completely red with shame.
" On my account, " Kaitlyn could barely manage to say, and then picked up the 
bags with the porn magazines and, more importantly, the Pineapple shakes.
She stepped out into the street again, her body screaming for attention. Every 
thought was centred on getting her next taste of the Pineapple drink. It was 
almost more than she could bear. In desperation, she looked for a private spot 
where she could stop and drink the shake. The first place that caught her eye 
was the dumpster beside the general store.
Kaitlyn walked unsteadily into the alleyway, checking the street to see if 
anyone was passing by. Quickly, she stepped around the garbage bin. It didn't 
completely hide her from the street, but it would have to do. She just hoped 
nobody drove by at the wrong moment.
Her excitement growing, Kaitlyn set the bags down on the ground, and rummaged 
through them for a one of the shakes she craved so badly.
From the street, she could hear a car pulling up to the store. Damn. She hoped 
no one had spotted her kneeling in the alleyway, eagerly pulling open one of the 
plastic containers. She desperately hoped that the garbage bin been enough 
cover.
Despite her anxiety about the vehicle now stopped in front of the store, Kaitlyn 
couldn't wait another moment for the Pineapple shake. The sweet aroma rose 
through the air, and in another moment, she was coaxing the warm sticky liquid 
into her mouth.
Then it all came to her: the rush of sexual energy, the lack of inhibition, 
acceptance of her position in the hierarchy of women.
When the container was empty, Kaitlyn held it near her lips, and began to scoop 
the warm liquid out with her fingers, licking each one in turn. The pleasure was 
intense. Finally, she dropped the plastic container into one of the garbage cans 
beside her, and reached for her bags again.
Then she froze.
While rifling through the bags, one of the porn magazines had slipped out, and 
was laying open on the ground. The image on the page was of two women, one 
extending her tongue ever so close to the other's pussy. Kaitlyn's body 
shuddered with a rush of excitement.
From out front of the store, she could hear the car's engine still running. She 
could hear a male and a female voice conversing. There was still a chance they 
hadn't seen her. Maybe they were talking about something else, she fooled 
herself.
Kaitlyn could hear the sound of her own breathing as she knelt forward and 
turned the page of the magazine. The new images on the next page pushed her 
arousal even deeper. She needed an orgasm now just to think straight.
Spreading her knees apart, she reached under her short skirt to the moist and 
swollen lips of her pussy. With the mixed aroma of Pineapple and garbage in her 
nostrils, everything about this scene felt right. It felt good to be dressed 
like a whore, in a short skirt and no panties. It felt perfect to be on her 
knees in an alleyway, hidden only by the garbage bins.
And, more than anything, it felt wonderful to be pushing two and then three 
fingers at a time into herself as she leafed through page after page depicting 
naked whores in mindless poses. Mindless. It felt so good to allow herself to be 
that way for a moment. It was such a struggle to keep her mind on anything other 
than sexual pleasure.
She began to whimper lightly as a small shudder of orgasm wracked her body, but 
as soon as the little climax escaped her, she could feel another, larger orgasm 
coming on.
The conversation was closer now. The male and female voices were near the 
entrance to the alleyway. Maybe they wouldn't come, she tried to deceive herself 
again, but even in this mindless state, she knew it was a lie.
Frantically, she rubbed her wet opening, hoping against reason that she could 
satisfy herself before they came upon her. She could hear their foot steps just 
around the other side of the bin.
On the page, one of the women straddled the face of the other. In her mind's 
eye, she imagined herself as the woman on her back, extending her tongue lewdly 
for the camera. The imagined the woman above as her friend Amanda. This so 
closely mirrored the fantasies that Kaitlyn had been harbouring ever since 
beginning on the shakes, that she gasped aloud with pleasure.
They were nearly behind her now. In desperation to cum, Kaitlyn leaned forward 
amongst the garbage, and put her face to the glossy page of the magazine. She 
let her tongue roam along the image of the woman's pussy, suspended above the 
other woman's face.
In this position, with her face lowered to the magazine, but her ass still 
raised in the air, she could feel her short skirt fall up around her waist. Her 
bare ass and pussy were fully exposed as she continued to frantically rub 
herself towards an intense climax.
It was at this moment that the couple found her. Kaitlyn couldn't stop herself. 
She was moments away from cumming. She didn't even look up at them, although she 
could see their shadows on the ground beside her.
She just pumped her hips back and forth, and relished the special humiliation of 
being found here, amongst the garbage, openly masturbating while letting her 
tongue play across the lewd image of a porn magazine.
" Oh my god, is that... ?" the male voice started.
" It's Katie Parker... from the library," finished the female voice, with some 
amount of amusement.
Through a new wave of utter humiliation, Kaitlyn could feel her body shaking in 
climax. Her fingers dripped with her juices as her body began to buck, and she 
moaned wildly against the magazine. She could feel their eyes on her as she 
completed the degrading scene for them by collapsing onto the garbage coated 
surface of the alleyway and thrashing about in pleasure.
By the time she caught her breath, and looked up from the magazine, the couple 
was gone. Left behind was the dirty, shameful feeling that tickled Kaitlyn's 
pussy with lingering pleasure. Quickly, she scooped up her bags, and headed 
home.
She dreaded what was sure to happen the following day. The rumour would spread 
quickly amongst the tight circle of women who were on the product trial. Kaitlyn 
started out early for work the next morning, hoping to avoid seeing anyone in 
the street. She reminded herself to wear panties today, but couldn't find a bra 
that would fit her comfortably now. Her smallish breasts were almost a full cup 
size too larger than her conservative bras. Kaitlyn had to settle for a light 
sweater that wouldn't reveal her constantly erect nipples.
Once at the library, she sat down in the office, and began to write another 
e-mail.
This one was to a medical journal.
It was hard to keep her mind on what she was writing. A part of her was craving 
to go out and interact with the other women. They would further humiliate her, 
she knew, but a part of her longed to take her place, however low, in the 
hierarchy of the women.
She kept the e-mail simple. ' Please don't delete this e-mail. It's a serious 
request. I'm hoping you can point me towards any research into a drug that is 
similar to female hormones. It would induce extreme sexual arousal, amongst 
other mental and physical side effects. Anything you can send would be of help. 
"
Truthfully, she didn't hold out too much hope. The early responses from the 
previous day's requests were beginning to appear in her account, and each was 
more disappointing than the last. There was very little information to be found 
anywhere regarding Baldwin Pharmaceuticals.
Luckily, most of the women stayed away until Amanda began her shift in the 
afternoon. Once the younger librarian was there, though ,the local women began 
to congregate. They chatted and joked with each other, and with Amanda. The way 
they kept looking at Kaitlyn gave her little shivers of arousal. She just knew 
they were talking about her.
She tried to ignore it, and loaded up her book cart to re-shelve some books, but 
every time she came anywhere near the women, there would be a few moments of 
silence as they whispered amongst themselves, followed by a round of laughter.
The message was clear. She was no longer one of them. Until she accepted her 
position as subservient, she would be the butt of their jokes.
" Amanda, may I see you in the office please ?" Kaitlyn tried to sound assertive 
in front of the other women, but it didn't come out quite right. Even Amanda 
joined the laughter on that one. Nonetheless, she broke away from the other 
women, and led the way to the office. Kaitlyn followed behind obediently.
" My god, Kaitlyn, I just heard about last night. Is it true ?"
Kaitlyn's face went red. " Yes."
" And I suppose you're going to blame this on the shakes ?"
" Yes... I mean... no. I mean, I don't know. I just can't seem to control myself 
much anymore. If I just had more self control, I wouldn't have let myself do it. 
Oh god, Amanda. You must think so little of me now. "
The younger woman paused. " I'll admit, it's pretty hard to take you seriously 
after I heard the rumours. But you're my friend, Kaitlyn, and I've always 
respected you. If you say it's the shakes, I want to help you to figure it all 
out. "
" Thank you. " Kaitlyn hugged the young woman again, trying to suppress the 
sexual urge sink to her knees and show her appreciation more directly. " I'm 
going to keep on trying, but I have to find a way to control myself. That's the 
most important thing right now. "
For the rest of the day, Kaitlyn fought to keep her dignity amongst the town 
women. It was hard. She got the feeling that they could smell that she had 
switched to Pineapple flavour. Combined with the rumour that was surely 
circulating about her, Kaitlyn couldn't even meet the eyes of the other women.
She couldn't deny it. They would know. It was just a matter of time until she 
ended up like Erin or Penny, moronically serving every whim of the other women.
As the library closed, she could feel her appetite for the Pineapple shake 
growing again. She had eaten a light lunch, but the food had seemed lifeless 
compared to the wonderful texture and aromas of the meal replacement shakes.
One thought dominated her mind.
I have to find a way, she reminded herself. I have to find a way to stop myself 
from slipping further. One more public humiliation would end it. She could never 
redeem herself after that.
Quickly, she walked towards home. Since she had returned, she had taken to 
walking instead of driving. It was probably just a habit from her university 
days. Besides, she didn't much enjoy driving the oversized pick-up truck she 
inherited from her father.
Now, though, that was her destination. It was her escape. The only way she could 
prevent herself from another humiliating scene... the only way she could be 
sure... was to get into that truck and drive away before drinking the next 
shake.
The engine roared in the rusty old truck as Kaitlyn pulled it out of the garage 
for the first time in months. On the passenger's seat was the package of 
Pineapple shakes, and, for some impulsive reason, the two porn magazines she had 
bought the previous day.
It wasn't long before she was driving too fast on a rural road, and the crotch 
of her panties were soaked in anticipation of her next taste of the fragrant 
shake. She tried to resist for as long as she could. She needed just a few 
minutes to get far away from town before she could finally indulge herself.
Direction didn't matter. The large truck bounced up and down from the uneven 
surface of the road, feeding another sensation to Kaitlyn's aroused body. In 
response, she pressed the gas down further, and enjoyed the responsive rush of 
power from the engine. Finally, when she couldn't suppress her sexual urges any 
longer, she hastily slammed down on the brakes, and pulled off to the side of 
the road...
Right in front of the 'Paddock Pub'. An involuntary shudder went down Kaitlyn's 
spine.
The Paddock was well known locally as a strip club. It was, in fact, the only 
strip club within miles, and served the needs of three local towns, and traffic 
on the nearby highway. The parking lot was jammed full of cars and trucks for 
tonight's show.
Some part of Kaitlyn must have known that she was driving in this direction. She 
couldn't believe she could be so stupid. Had she really meant to bring herself 
here, she wondered, or was it just another mistake to prove how dull her mind 
was becoming.
Whatever the reason, her timing couldn't have been worse. Wednesday. Amateur 
night.
Thoughtlessly, one hand drifted down to her damp crotch. All her life, the local 
folk had talked about this place in hushed tones. It was like a dirty little 
secret. Sitting here now, thinking her dirty little thoughts, Kaitlyn couldn't 
help but fantasize about what it would be like to walk through those doors. It 
would be so naughty of her to step into the room filled with odours of beer, 
smoke and sex, and watch these bimbos display their tits for the audience.
With her other hand, she popped open one of the plastic containers, and raised 
the Pineapple shake to her lips.
As soon as the thick drink was on her tongue, her decision was made.
One step out of the truck, and she dropped the plastic container to the ground.
On her next step, she wiped her mouth with her hand.
Each step toward the pub brought a new level of excitement. Her heart pounded in 
her ears as the thrill of obscenity raced through her mind. She thought of the 
thrill of walking in to the strip club, surrounded by men. She thought of the 
way they would undress her with their eyes.
Aided by the sweetness of the Pineapple shake, her imagination rushed to the 
next step. She imagined how horny it would make her to watch some horny slut 
shaking her body on the stage. Kaitlyn knew how wet that would make her. Then, 
inevitably, she would lose control of her inhibitions, and climb onto the stage 
herself.
She knew exactly how the artificial lust of the sticky Pineapple would make her 
unable to resist the lure of exposing herself to these unknown men. She could 
already feel her swollen nipples pressing against the fabric of her sweater, and 
aching to be released.
The more she thought about it, the more it turned her on. She was nearing the 
doorway now, and her body buzzed with anticipation. Everything about this felt 
wonderful. She would open her legs for these men, and show them how wet she was. 
She would linger at the edge of the stage, holding out her breasts for their 
eyes.
The door opened and Kaitlyn stepped in.
A mischievous smile crossed her face as the men began to gawk at her. Everything 
about her radiated sex.
Then she saw them. At one table, three of the town women were sitting, watching 
the show. Suddenly, Kaitlyn's stomach was filled with anxiety again. Jenna Klein 
looked her way, and their eyes met.
Kaitlyn could hide nothing. These women knew. Jenna nudged her friends, and they 
too looked her way. The women laughed amongst themselves. They knew exactly what 
she was here for. Kaitlyn felt like they could actually smell her uncontrolled 
arousal through the smoky air of the strip club.
They were here to watch.
She was here to dance for them.
It took all of Kaitlyn's will to back out of the door into the cool evening air.
More than anything, she wanted to go back in there, and display her body like 
the cheap slut she was becoming. But not in front of Jenna. Not in front of the 
other women. The way she knew they would watch her, with amusement, made her wet 
with humiliation.
Her heart was in her throat.
Stay or go.
If she had paused an instant longer at the door, she would have been lost. 
Kaitlyn knew it. She pressed down the gas pedal further, racing back towards 
town. She needed release. She needed it more than anything.
When she reached her destination, she slammed the brakes again, letting the 
tires screech their disapproval. The large truck came to a stop, and Kaitlyn 
stumbled out the door.
She knocked on the door three times loudly, and then three times again.
Open the door, she begged. Please.
" Katie ?"
" Please Amanda, let me in, I need your help so badly. "
The teenager showed her confusion in her expression. Kaitlyn was shaking.
" Oh, god, Amanda. I can't tell you what I almost did. If you don't help me, 
I'll probably go back. I can't control myself. "
" It's okay, Katie. Come in. "
Kaitlyn stepped into the warmth of Amanda's house. In the living room, her 
boyfriend was laying back on the sofa, watching a movie. Amanda pulled her boss 
aside, into the kitchen.
" I know it now, Amanda. I know I really can't control myself. I need you to do 
it for me. I need you to control me... sexually. If you don't do it, someone 
else will. You're the only one I can trust. You're the only one who knows about 
the shakes. "
The young woman seemed stunned by Kaitlyn's manner, but recovered quickly. She 
stepped close to her friend, and took her shaking body into her arms.
" It's all going to be fine, Katie..." she said soothingly.
Kaitlyn could feel the control of the younger woman wrapping around her. This 
felt right. She needed one of the other women to control her. One of the women 
who drank Blueberry. She needed to belong to one of these women. This would make 
everything better.
" You poor thing, " Amanda continued. " You really do need someone to take care 
of you. I'll take care of all of your needs. "
Kaitlyn could feel herself melting into her friend's arms. Her cheek brushed 
against Amanda's, sending a shiver of lust through her. The girl was warm, and 
soft, and smelled like blueberries. One of Amanda's hands slipped under her 
skirt, and softly played along the moist crotch of Kaitlyn's panties.
" Mmmm. This is where you belong. You stay here a minute, and I'll talk to Brad. 
He's going to enjoy helping me to break you in. "

"Shaken - Part 3"
By Orestes
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The group of twelve women took their seats in Dr. Connelly's office for the 
third weekly focus group meeting. Of course, Penny Kaiser didn't sit on a chair. 
She was more comfortable sitting cross legged at Jenna Klein's feet. Similarly, 
Violet Brooks, who was the talk of the town for recently switching to the 
Pineapple shakes, stayed close to her friend Louise, and played absently with 
her hair.
The other women in the room looked on these two with amusement. It was hard to 
take this couple of air-heads seriously.
Most amusing of all, of course, was Kaitlyn Parker. Up until the last week, no 
one would have believed that Kaitlyn, or Katie as most of the women now called 
her, would have switched away from the Blueberry shakes that the other women 
enjoyed so much. She was just too intelligent and respected to be lumped in with 
air- heads like Penny and Violet.
Nonetheless, when the rumours started going around about her shameful behaviour, 
everyone had to admit that she was just as dumb as the others. Maybe more so. 
After all, none of the other girls, whether on Pineapple or not, had embarrassed 
themselves quite so completely. Now she knelt at the feet of her teenage 
employee, Amanda Redding, with a vacant look in her eyes.
Phil Connelly observed the action as the women talked, making little notes on 
his clipboard.
" All right ladies, let's begin. I just wanted to start by following up on your 
initial impressions of the different flavours of the shakes. I know that most of 
you liked Blueberry, but try to give an honest opinion on the other flavours 
too. "
" Describe for me the kind of woman who you think would like the Blueberry 
flavour..."
That was an easy one. Women from around the room piped up with answers.
" Sexy... assertive... popular... smart..."
The list went on. Kaitlyn blushed as she reminded herself that these were all 
qualities that she could no longer claim. Well, there was sexy...
" Okay, how about Pineapple ? What kind of woman would like that flavour ?"
The women giggled amongst themselves.
" Clumsy, " Jenna Klein was the first to offer.
"... slutty... weak-minded... unpopular..."
Even Amanda got into the action. Kaitlyn liked to think that the younger woman 
still respected her, but when she was around these other women, she went right 
along with their cruelty.
" Uh huh, " Phil Connelly noted their words. " And Cherry flavour ?"
" You've got to be kidding, " broke in Louise. " No one would sink as low as to 
enjoy that flavour. "
" You might be right, but if someone did like it, what kind of person would she 
be ?"
Everyone knew this was a silly exercise. Nonetheless, it only took them a few 
minutes to gather their thoughts about any woman who would sink to drinking the 
sordidly sweet Cherry shakes.
" I guess you'd have to be pretty scatter-brained, and really undisciplined, " 
one of the women offered.
Jenna jumped in. In all conversations, she seemed to be the leader, and everyone 
followed her cues. "I, for one, wouldn't trust any employee who was drinking 
Cherry. She would need constant punishment to keep her in line. "
The other women agreed.
" ... submissive... dependent... in need of training... "
No one explained where they came up with these impressions. It just seemed to be 
understood from their fleeting first impressions of the Cherry shakes they 
tasted at the beginning of the product trials.
" Finally, why don't you ladies tell me what kind of woman you think would drink 
the Cream Soda flavour," Dr. Connelly asked the question with a straight face, 
but his question brought laughter from around the room. None of the women seemed 
able to express how shameful it would be to enjoy this, the most sickeningly 
sweet, of the meal replacement shakes.
" Okay. That will almost do it for today. Before we go, can I find out if any of 
you ladies have switched flavours during the week ?"
The room's attention turned first to Violet Brooks. The woman's face went red.
" I have, " she admitted. " I switched to Pineapple on Friday. "
Kaitlyn knew it was her turn. With all the women looking at her, she knew she 
couldn't deny it. They would be able to smell a lie.
" I switched to Pineapple on Monday, " she said. Chuckles floated around the 
room. The women all remembered the way that Kaitlyn had stayed behind after the 
last focus group meeting. This just confirmed what they already knew.
" But also, " if at all possible, Kaitlyn's embarrassment grew. Everyone was 
looking at her again. " I switched to..."
Her body betrayed her. Anyone could see how much this was arousing her. A little 
tremor of lust shook through her as she completed the sentence, " I switched to 
Cherry on Saturday. "
This time, even Penny Kaiser and Violet Brooks laughed with the other women. 
They might be Pineapple, but at least they weren't Cherry like Katie now was.
The meeting ended, and the women began to disperse. Kaitlyn followed Amanda to 
her car, and then held open the driver's side door as the younger woman stepped 
in.
Little rituals like this had built up between the women over the last week, and 
although Kaitlyn resented being treated like a servant, she had a hard time 
imagining it any other way. As much as she would have liked to deny it, the 
words the other women had given to describe her were more appropriate than they 
could know.
Submissive... scatter-brained... in need of training... in need of punishment...
Kaitlyn was startled at first by the new direction her desires were leading. 
Before, it had just been a simple desire to please. To fit in. And, of course, 
the arousal that could only be satisfied by her acceptance of her new place as 
Amanda's inferior.
But it hadn't been enough. Sometimes she wondered if it would ever be enough.
So it was on to Cherry. Suddenly, the shame of being used by Amanda and her 
boyfriend didn't completely satisfy her. She could feel the growing need to be 
scolded, ordered, trained and disciplined. Her teen employee had responded with 
a new attitude of superiority that both angered and aroused Kaitlyn. Their 
friendship was on dangerous ground.
" You can sit in the back, Katie. "
Amanda pulled forward the passenger seat of her little car, and watched with 
amusement as her boss climbed awkwardly into the back seat of the little car. 
More and more, the teen girl imposed little indignities like this, just to 
display to the other town women the kind of control she held.
They arrived at the library, and Kaitlyn followed the younger woman in.
Here too, their relationship had changed. The teenager took more control every 
day of the library's operations. Kaitlyn could only watch as her authority 
drifted away.
What bothered her most was that this is what she had begged for so desperately 
when she arrived at Amanda's door almost a week before. Whether she liked it or 
not, this is what she needed. Since submitting to her young friend, she had 
never felt so sexually satisfied. Amanda was sheltering her from the other 
women, and if it wasn't for her influence, Kaitlyn knew she would end up serving 
Jenna Klein, or one of the other town bitches. That would kill her.
Besides, it felt good to belong to Amanda. Kaitlyn was instantly aroused 
whenever she thought about it.
It was so hard to tell what was really her, and what was caused by the shakes.
All Kaitlyn knew was, despite the humiliation of everyone knowing she was below 
Amanda - now even below Penny and Erin - it became easier each day.
" Oh, by the way, Katie, I'm having a few friends over tonight. Go on over to 
the general store, and buy us some snacks. "
" Friends ? What friends..."
" Don't worry yourself about it, Katie. Just run along now. "
Kaitlyn blushed at her young friend's patronising tone. Despite her question, 
she knew exactly which friends Amanda was planning to entertain. They were her 
crowd. The small clique of women included Jenna Klein, and her closest friends. 
Amanda fit in perfectly.
Kaitlyn tried to be angry with the younger girl for her poor choice of friends, 
but she couldn't sustain it. The truth is, if she were still drinking Blueberry, 
these are the same women she would be eager to fit in with. It still didn't ease 
her misgivings about an evening spent with these women, but she knew she 
couldn't really blame Amanda.
She walked across the street to the general store, trying to keep herself from 
surveying the scene of her embarrassment in the alleyway. Even though the memory 
brought her intense shame, it also warmed her body. The humiliation had been 
delicious.
That's what her life had become. Kaitlyn spent most of her time in a sexual 
daze, feeding on her hunger for the sweet flavours of the shakes, and reviewing 
in her twisted imagination the acts of humiliation she had already acted out. 
Her mind alternated between shame and anger, each one feeding the physical 
reaction. With what was left of her attention, Amanda had allowed her to 
continue her search for the truth.
It was becoming discouraging. As Kaitlyn strolled through the narrow aisles of 
the general store, she silently counted the avenues she had investigated to find 
information about Baldwin Pharmaceuticals, the source of these shakes. It almost 
hurt her head to keep her concentration on it.
At each turn, the results were disappointing. Baldwin was a small but successful 
firm, and there was very little information about its activities.
Life would be so much easier if she could just let it go. Her mind would be 
blissfully blank, only pausing to choose between different flavours of chip dip, 
and soft drinks, like she was doing now.
Kaitlyn paused to look at the x-rated magazines before finally leaving the store 
with her arms loaded with snack foods. She hated the idea of those snobby women 
coming into Amanda's house as guests. There was even a minor surge of jealousy 
mixed in her feelings. For the past week, Kaitlyn had spent almost all of her 
time with Amanda.
Even when they had sex, and Brad was with them, she kept all of her attention on 
her young friend. Brad didn't matter much. He could push himself into her ass 
from behind, as he often liked to do. He could slide himself between her swollen 
breasts, and she didn't mind a bit. All that mattered to her was the surge of 
pleasure she felt whenever the soft flesh of Amanda's body was near.
Kaitlyn loved to the taste of the young woman. She loved the warmth and softness 
of her embrace. Most of all, she loved the delicate aroma of blueberry that 
filled her lungs when she inhaled deeply of the younger woman's body.
She could lavish attention on her for hours, the warmth of the shakes filling 
them both. So far, Amanda had been more than willing to allow Kaitlyn the 
indulgence of her body.
Now, Kaitlyn couldn't stand the idea of letting these other women into their 
home.
All she could hope was that it would be over quickly, and she could slip into 
Brad and Amanda's bed, and spend the rest of the night pleasing them.
So it was with mixed feelings that Kaitlyn waited by the door, ready to take the 
women's coats as they drifted in.
" Are you sure you can remember which one is which, Katie, or should we label 
them ?" Jenna laughed as she draped her coat over Kaitlyn's waiting arms.
In all, five women arrived. Jenna brought Penny, of course. The dim-witted 
blonde followed her to the sofa, and began to rub her feet without even being 
asked. Elma Harris brought a couple of bottles of wine for the gathering. 
Allison Clarke and Hanna Dixon arrived together from their jobs at the post 
office.
They all laughed about the silly outfit that Allison had chosen for her friend. 
Kaitlyn felt exposed, in just the little skirt and a T-shirt. It made her look 
like one of those silly Hooters waitresses, with her now ample chest displayed 
for everyone.
Once she had all of the coats into the closet, she began to serve drinks for the 
women while they chatted with Amanda. The girl was in her glory. Somehow, her 
dominance over Kaitlyn had given her a special status amongst these women, and 
although Kaitlyn knew that her young friend was still loyal to her, Amanda took 
every opportunity to display her control.
" Oh dear, it looks like our clumsy Penny has spilled her drink. Don't just 
stand there, Katie... get something to clean it up. "
The commanding manner of the younger girl just seemed natural now, and Kaitlyn 
didn't pause to argue. She brought a towel from the kitchen, and began to wipe 
the floor under Penny's feet. She could hear the other women giggling as her 
little skirt rode up lewdly.
" Katie, " Amanda scolded her again, " I can't believe you used one of the good 
towels. It will be stained for certain. "
The discipline-hungry buzz of the Cherry shakes fed on Amanda's disapproval, 
making Kaitlyn groan embarrassingly with pleasure. Even Penny was laughing. She 
stood above the librarian, and laughed so hard that she spilled some more of her 
wine. The red wine splashed across the front of Kaitlyn's T-shirt, amusing the 
women further.
By the time Kaitlyn retreated to the kitchen again, her pussy was throbbing from 
arousal. She rubbed herself briefly through the skirt, but was called to bring 
out some snacks before she could gain any relief.
The front door opened.
" Amanda, " called Brad absently, and then noticed that other women were in the 
house.
" Hi honey, I just have some friends over for a while. " Amanda rose to greet 
her boyfriend. The other women watched hungrily as the couple kissed. Brad had 
obviously come home horny, and as Amanda kissed him, her hand wandered down and 
rubbed him through is jeans.
He whispered something in her ear, and she laughed.
Again, Kaitlyn wished that these damned women weren't around. In the last few 
days, Brad had often come home with an appetite for sex, and it had resulted in 
some intense scenes for the three of them.
Finally, the two lovers broke from their kiss, and Brad went upstairs to the 
bedroom.
" As you ladies can see, I have a little something to take care of right now, " 
Amanda announced. The women talked so openly about sex these days that there was 
nothing shocking about this. " I'll just be a few minutes. "
Kaitlyn panicked. Amanda just couldn't leave her alone with these women. 
Anything could happen.
As if in response to her concerns, Amanda stopped briefly to whisper in 
Kaitlyn's ear. " You keep control of yourself while I'm gone, or I'll punish you 
when I come back down. "
The threatened consequences made Kaitlyn's legs melt. Ever since she first 
tasted the Cherry shakes, she had hungered for this kind of discipline from her 
young employee. As Amanda made her way up the stairs, Kaitlyn watched, wishing 
that she could follow.
" Mmm. That makes me horny, " said Jenna. The other women nodded in agreement.
Without any shame on her part, Jenna stood, and began to unfasten her belt. The 
women watched as she slipped the belt off and laid it across the top of the 
sofa. Next, she began to unbutton her jeans, and pulled them down her legs.
Kaitlyn watched hungrily as the most dominant of the females then squirmed out 
of her panties, and sat back on the sofa with her legs spread just slightly. On 
cue, her errand girl dropped to her knees, and pushed her face into Jenna's 
crotch. None of the other women seemed surprised by Penny's compliance.
" That looks good, " said Allison Clarke, rubbing herself through her jeans.
The sexual energy bounced back and forth through the air. Kaitlyn had never seen 
this side of the women before, but it was probably because she had so often 
avoided them. Now, she could almost smell the power exchanges between the women.
Jenna's friends watched and rubbed themselves, but none of them seemed willing 
to drop to the submissive position of pleasing another. It was torture for 
Kaitlyn. She hungered to drop to her knees and please these women. All of them, 
if she could. Despite her dislike for them, nothing would be more fitting than 
to take her position as their servant.
Slowly, she backed into the kitchen, anxious to escape the spell of the scene 
unfolding in the living room. Amanda had ordered her to keep control of herself, 
and she knew that it was for her own good. Once she became community property of 
these women, it would all be over.
In the kitchen she tried to ignore the sounds of pleasure rising from the next 
room. A deep hunger was building, and she needed something to satisfy it. 
Without thought, she opened the cupboard where she kept the shakes.
Cherry. She needed it badly.
" What do you have there, Katie ?"
Damn. She had almost forgotten that this part of the kitchen could be easily 
seen from the living room. Jenna had been watching as she retrieved one of her 
shakes.
" Bring it here. "
Kaitlyn's body moved almost involuntarily. Jenna's confidence was unshakeable. 
She knew that she was at the top of the social order, and that Kaitlyn couldn't 
resist her commands. She had just finished her own orgasm. Penny knelt at her 
feet, her face slick with juices. Now Jenna was looking for a new amusement.
With trembling hands, Kaitlyn handed the shake to Jenna.
The women giggled as Jenna sniffed the contents, and made a face. " I really 
can't believe you drink this stuff. In fact, that's something I'd like to see. 
On your knees. "
Keep in control, Amanda had cautioned. Kaitlyn could feel all of her self 
control melting away. She dropped to her knees as Jenna rose to stand above her.
" Open your mouth, Kittie. Stick out that tongue for us. "
Penny was nearby, and as silly as she looked with her slick face, she was 
giggling at the Kaitlyn's desperation. The librarian held her mouth open, and 
extended her tongue as Jenna held the plastic container a few inches above, 
tilting it ever so slowly.
" Ungh..." Kaitlyn begged, the only way she knew how.
A little stream of the thick shake escaped the rim of the bottle, and dribbled 
down into Kaitlyn's mouth. The women all laughed as Kaitlyn lapped it up, 
begging for more.
" Please... I need it..."
Jenna wasn't done tormenting Kaitlyn yet, though.
" Let's see how badly you want it. Penny, " the woman commanded, " undress, and 
bend over the coffee table for me. "
The witless blonde did exactly what she was told. She had never struggled with 
the effects of the shakes. Kaitlyn almost wished it had been that easy for her. 
The emotional sting of being at Jenna's mercy burned in the part of Kaitlyn's 
mind that remained defiant.
Penny giggled a little as she bent over the coffee table, exposing body 
completely to the other women. Jenna stepped up behind her little servant, and 
Kaitlyn found herself following on her knees, anxious for her next taste of the 
shake.
" Hold your ass open for me, Penny. "
The dumb girl complied, reaching her hands back, and spreading herself. Kaitlyn 
could only watch as Jenna tipped the plastic container again, ever so slightly, 
allowing a little stream of the syrupy liquid to dribble downwards onto the 
blonde girl's ass. She aimed the stream to land in the crack of Penny's ass, and 
it dribble downwards, across the girl's rear hole, and even further along the 
exposed lips of her pussy.
It was an instant fight to keep control. Kaitlyn's first instinct was to push 
her face into Penny's rear, and lap up the precious liquid. Only her loyalty to 
Amanda stood in her way.
" What's wrong, Katie... is it below you to lick poor dumb Penny's ass for us ? 
I know she's a witless little thing, but at least she isn't drinking Cherry, now 
is she ?"
The taunts only increased Kaitlyn's longing. She watched as Jenna cruelly 
continued to pour the shake out of the bottle, allowing it to fill the crack of 
Penny's ass, and run down her pussy and thighs. The other women watched with 
amusement as Kaitlyn struggled to keep control.
They all seemed to know. They knew that she couldn't resist.
Slowly, Kaitlyn began to lower her face to Penny's behind. The sweet fragrant 
aroma of the shake rose to her nostrils. This would be it. This would establish 
her place amongst the women for good. She wouldn't even be equal to the other 
submissive girls who drank the Pineapple flavour. She was far below them. So 
far, that she was hardly worthy to lick this delicious stuff from Penny's ass.
Her tongue hovered over Penny's tight hole. Kaitlyn absolutely knew that she 
would humiliate herself further by pushing her tongue deeply into the girl. It 
was unavoidable now. She closed her eyes, and brought her head forward.
" Katie !"
She froze. It was Amanda's voice.
Kaitlyn's eyes flew open, to find her employee coming down the stairs onto this 
scene.
" That's enough. What did I tell you about keeping control of yourself ?"
Somehow, this public scolding burned more intensely than even the thought of 
what she was about to do. Amanda approached the women.
" Excuse me ladies, but I have to deal with Katie now. " She paused at the sofa. 
" Jenna, do you mind if I borrow your belt ?"
Kaitlyn rose on weak legs and followed the teen girl into the kitchen. 
Instinctively, she kept her eyes down on the floor. The submissive rush of the 
Cherry shake brought an uncontrollable energy to Kaitlyn's body. Yes. This is 
what she needed. Correction. Training. Discipline.
Amanda bent her forward over the counter, in front of the window, and commanded 
that Kaitlyn hold up her skirt. There was no argument at this point. The effects 
of the shakes had control of them both.
The first crack of the leather made Kaitlyn jump and whimper. The sound was 
crisp, and cut through the laughter and gossip in the other room.
Two. Three. Four.
Kaitlyn imagined the way the red marks would form across the cheeks of her ass. 
Her breathing was rapid now, as she anticipated more of the punishment.
Five. Six. Seven.
Each time was harder. The slapping of the belt against her rear, and her 
whimpering had silenced all other conversation. They were listening. Enjoying 
the submission.
Then Kaitlyn remembered. This part of the kitchen could bee seen from the sofa. 
The sting of the belt paled in comparison to the sting of humiliation as she 
looked in the reflection of the window, and saw the women in the other room, 
watching as Amanda continued the punishment.
Finally, when she thought she could handle no more, Amanda slowed the pace. She 
brought her mouth to Kaitlyn's ear and whispered as she finished the final 
blows.
" This is for your own good... <what>... you can't give in to them without my 
permission. I'll keep you safe. You can be all mine...<what>... this is exactly 
what you want, isn't it ? Punishment... discipline... I can smell it <what>..."
" 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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