The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Kelly and Jenny were walking home together after a girl’s night out. It was always fun to let their hair down once in a while and the local club was a perfect place to do this as it was only a 10 minute walk home if you took the short cut by the river. Kelly and Jenny had been friends since infancy so when the time came to move away from home they always knew they would live together. Both were single although with their looks they were never short of offers. Kelly was 21 years old and stood at 5″4 with long dark hair and a slim figure. She had also been blessed with breasts which although not huge were of a perfect size and shape in proportion to the rest of her. Jenny was equally gifted with her looks; she was six months younger than Kelly at 20 years old however could easily have been mistaken for being Kelly’s blond sister. A magazine photographer once tried to persuade them to model together for a men’s magazine but was instantly rebuffed. Make no mistakes both girls knew how attractive they were. They just had no intention of parading themselves as just a piece of meat (although this never stopped them flirting their way to a night of free drinks whenever they went out), they were determined to make money using their brains not their bodies. Anyway it had just turned 3am and Kelly and Jenny were walking home by the river (drunk as usual) talking about nothing in particular when Kelly felt a sharp stab in her backside.

“Oww, my ass” said Kelly. “Something just pricked me”

Jenny giggled – “ahh, you poor baby would you like me to kiss it better or shall I go and fetch your new friend Robert? You too were getting pretty close tonight”

“It’s not funny Jen” snapped Kelly. “I’m starting to feel really strange, like I’m about to faint or something”

Jenny laughed, “I’m not surprised after how much you’ve had tonight, I’m surprised you made it this far”

“This is serious Jen! I’m really not feeling right”

“I’m sure you will get over it as always. You know you really need to… oww.”

“What is it?”

“I just felt something stab into my neck. I don’t feel too good.”

Kelly’s face began to fill with worry, “I don’t like this, it’s as if we’re being shot at. What’s going o….”

Kelly collapsed to the ground causing a wave of panic to rush over Jenny. She wanted to scream out for help but words failed her. She felt her head becoming heavier and heavier, she was too tired to be scared, she just wanted to sleep like Kelly. Just … wanted … to … sleeeeeeep. Two minutes later Jenny was sleep peacefully curled up next to her friend, blissfully unaware that tomorrow morning would be the beginning of a new life for both of them.

WAKING UP

Jenny head still felt groggy as began to come to, she found herself in an almost empty room, in fact there was just the one object across the room from her but she had no idea what it was. She felt a sudden chill as a draft blew across her which was when she suddenly realised she was completely naked. In a panic she attempted to cover herself up but discovered she was bound at the wrists and cuffed to a chain hanging from the ceiling meaning she was forced to just stand there as if on show. Her head was starting to clear now and Jenny could see that the object across the room was in fact a large mirror and what she saw gave her the biggest shock of all. She looked like a teenager’s wet dream with massive new breasts and a makeover that just screamed slut. Jenny scarcely believed what her own eyes were seeing and started to become very worried as to what was going on. Jenny then realised that Kelly wasn’t with her and began to wonder what had happened to her, she was praying to herself that Kelly was Okay, not just for Kelly’s sake but if something bad was happening to her then Jenny knew she would be next. She knew it was futile but Jenny instinctively started to scream for help. After a minute or two she heard the door being unlocked and her heart began to race as she thought about what was to become of her. A man in his mid-twenties entered the room, there seemed nothing distinguishable about this man to Jenny apart from the way he was dressed and the way he acted just made her think executive or something equally high octane, it was not the look of a would be kidnapper. A sense of relief flowed over her, they must have caught whoever did this – she thought.

“Thank you so much for saving me” said Jenny, her voice full of gratitude. “Did you find Kelly? When can we go home?”

The man looked bemused, “go home?” He asked, puzzled. “You requested to be here, you volunteered for the programme”

Concern returned to Jenny face: “What programme? We didn’t ask for anything, we were kidnapped. You did this? Why? Why have you done this to me? Where is Kelly?

“Oh Fuck!” the man cried, “Sorry Miss, there’s been a terrible mistake, we were instructed to pick up to girls by the river for our body and behaviour modifying programmes, You were there at the proposed meeting time so we assumed it was… Oh Fuck!!! This is not good… you aren’t… you mean you are not Sammy or Teresa?”

Panic began to flood over Jenny now, “No I’m not Sammy or Teresa I don’t know any Fucking Sammy’s or Teresa’s. What have you done to me? Where is Kelly? And what is body and behaviour modification!!?

“The other girl – Kelly, is fine she is just recovering now” the man replied. “A terrible mistake has been made and I think we need to talk to you together to explain exactly what is going on, I will get someone to bring you some clothes and they will take you to a meeting room meanwhile I will see to your friend I will see you again in about 20 minutes”

Jenny had completely forgot until now that she was tied up and completely nude, she tried to hide the sudden embarrassment of this realisation from the young man but the sudden redness of her face gave her away.

“Oh I’m sorry” the man said. “It’s just I’m so used to talking to nude women these days that it didn’t even strike me that it was unnatural for you, I apologise”

With that the man left leaving Jenny to think about what he meant by being used to talking to nude women, and especially made her think about what body and behaviour modification was. In fact she didn’t even know the man’s name. Looking into the mirror gave her a fair idea as to what Body modification probably entailed, but changes to her behaviour? If these changes in behaviour were to bear any similarities to her bodily changes… she shuddered at the thought of what she may become. However she would find out the answers to all of these questions very soon.

DISCOVERIES

Seconds after the man had left the cuffs around Jenny’s wrists snapped open. She immediately went to cover herself up, as if she felt that somebody was watching her. A small ripple of sensation rushed through Jenny’s body as her hands brushed against her newly enhanced breasts. Although this sensation was a shock it was a far from unpleasant feeling. In fact it felt great and Jenny had to summon up all of her resolve to resist fondling her new assets. However this resolve was short lived and her wanton desire to discover the limits of this heightened sensitivity drove a stray hand to her right breast, lightly caressing it whilst her free hand homed in on the left. Small waves of pleasure began pulsating throughout Jenny’s body as she began gently massaging herself. She squeezed a nipple and couldn’t stop herself letting out a small moan. Although Jenny was aware that her actions were probably being watched or at the very least recorded by her would be captors she could not stop herself. Actually she did not want to stop herself. Subconsciously her left hand began to stray Southwards and latched onto her pussy. Her body quivered as if in shock, she felt herself just moments away from orgasm when a voice behind her brought her back to her senses with a bang.

“Here are some clothes for you to wear, please put them on and follow me to the meeting room” said a young but plain looking woman. She did not seem to be thrown in any way by the scene she had walked in on.

“Thank you” said Jenny, her face bright beetroot now. She hurriedly put on the clothes (which could probably most accurately be described as a potato sack with arm and head holes) and chased after the woman. After a short walk the woman stopped outside a nondescript door and typed in a password, a light changed from red to green and the door opened.

“Please wait in here,” the woman instructed “Mr Williams will be here with your friend in just a minute so just sit down make yourself comfortable. Oh and one more thing…” a sly grin crossed her face “try to keep your hands off yourself for a few minutes.” With this she ushered Jenny into the room and the door shut behind her.

Looking around, it seemed that the room was nothing special and Jenny could only assume that it was just a normal meeting room. She sat down in one of the chairs in front of her and tried to concentrate on just putting everything out of her mind whilst she waited for the others to arrive. Minutes past and Jenny began to experience a tingling sensation in her crotch. She tried to ignore it but the sensation was just growing and growing. Finally her urges got the better of her and she retracted her right arm into her sack and began to finger herself. Once again just as she was approaching orgasm she heard the door start to open and managed to hurriedly get her arm back through the armhole just in time before anyone could suspect what she was up to. Finally she saw a familiar face:

“Jenny!” shouted an ecstatic Kelly, “thank God you are OK I was so worried about you”

Immediately upon hearing her friend’s voice Jenny jumped up in a mixture of delight and excitement, but when she looked up the person she saw was not the Kelly she once knew. Instead what she saw was a porn star slut figure based around the template of Kelly’s natural features. Her once jet black hair was now a strawberry blond colour with a natural curl that had not been there yesterday. Her lips were a deep red and formed a pout which even to Jenny’s quite reserved demeanour seemed to scream “I need a cock in here now”. The biggest change was to her chest though, for even though Kelly was wearing the same potato sack style overall as Jenny was, Jenny could see that Kelly’s breasts must have at least doubled in size, they were huge. Even in the most unflattering outfit which she was wearing now she looked like she was showing herself off. Jenny could only wonder at how she would look in normal clothing. She imagined at best a porn star and at worst just some cheap whore. (What Jenny didn’t realise was that at this exact moment Kelly was thinking the exact same thoughts about her, in fact if people had mistaken them for sisters before, they would think they were twins now, two near identical, stunning slutty whores, dressed in potato sacks).

“Kelly what has happened to you? You look so different, I almost didn’t believe it was you” Jenny said as she accepted that the figure standing before her was really her lifelong friend.

“Me?” Kelly remarked, “What about you? I couldn’t believe you could look like that, what has happened to us?”

“I think I can answer that” said a voice from across the room. The man who had first visited Jenny was standing there waiting for their full attention. The two girls sat down and the man began:

“My name is Michael Williams but you may call me Mike; I am the president of the Southwest branch of Venus Industries. We are a company which specialises in adult products from films and magazines to escorts and entertainers. I am afraid that there has been a terrible mix up and you two were accidentally picked up instead of our intended arrivals. This I must admit has caused an awful lot of embarrassment on our part but I know that this will be of no comfort to you”

“You’re damn right it isn’t” screamed Kelly “What have you done to us? And what are you gonna do to fix it?”

As if oblivious to Kelly’s outburst Mike continued, “Your bodies have been altered to suit the kind of services women that work for us are expected to perform. Like I mentioned before, we work in the Adult Entertainment industry so our employees are to put it bluntly porn stars and strippers. Therefore we had to alter your appearance so you would both resemble one.”

“But we don’t want to be Porn Stars or strippers,” Jenny blurted out, “You abducted us and made us like this. You have to change us back!”

“It is not as easy as that” Mike continued, “The process we use is not basic surgery, but a radical new cellular reconstruction process which basically enhances what is already there. To put it another way there is nothing unnatural about you as we speak no silicone, or any other enhancements, it is all you, just revamped. Also because your bodies were remodelled for use in the sex industry the sensitivity of your erogenous zones has been increased by over tenfold in order to make your sexual experiences infinity more pleasurable. You may have already noticed some signs of this”

Jenny’s face flushed with embarrassment as she remembered her earlier antics, she looked over to Kelly only to notice her face was a matching shade of red. At this moment they both realised they had both sampled the delights of their new bodies. This only served to embarrass them more.

“But you can’t leave us like this” cried Kelly.

Mike was unsympathetic, “The treatments you have both received are state of the art and our clients spend years repaying us for this service, To change you back would involve an unprecedented operation which I could not sanction without some financial commitment on you part”

“What do you mean?” both girls asked simultaneously.

“For us to change you back would cost in the region of $250,000 each in addition to the initial operation which was around $150,000. Therefore for head-office to sanction such a procedure I would need to see proof that you can afford to repay this $800,000 total expenditure.”

“$800,000!!!” the girls screamed in unison “How the fuck are we supposed to get hold of that sort of money” Jenny screamed. “This isn’t even our fault; you can’t do this to us. What are we supposed to do like this?”

Mike leaned in towards the two girls in businesslike fashion, “The girls who come to us wanting this procedure done to them are girls who are desperate. It may be to make money, disappear for a year or whatever but it all boils down to desperation. This is why so many young girls go into the adult entertainment industry, out of desperation. This results in the experience being a tragic experience for them which ultimately ruins their life. This can happen for a number of reasons, most of which revolving around how having sex with countless strangers makes them feel. At Venus Industries we found a way to solve this problem by altering the girls body and mind so that they truly love what they do, in essence turning them into a willing slut. They work for us for a prearranged period of time, this earns us a huge amount of money because our films get a reputation for seeming the most real, and then once they have finished their time with us they will have paid us back and made a decent amount of money in the process. We then change them back to who they were beforehand and their adult entertainment career is over, and without any mental scars.” Mike looked seriously at the two worried girls in front of him and said: This is what I suggest; tomorrow morning you are both scheduled for behaviour modification. I advise that you have it, you can then work for us for a year or so of bliss and then afterwards we can sanction the reversal operations and even give you generous compensation for your troubles”

“You mean you want us to become sluts for a year! Are you fucking out of your mind?” fumed Kelly.

“If it helps, you will love the idea after the therapy tomorrow” Mike suggested.

“Look” Jenny growled, “you are not going to kidnap us, turn us into something out of a Playboy Mansion and then try and make it all better by suggesting we just embrace becoming empty headed Bimbos. If you and your bastard head-office don’t come up with a better idea quick I will rip your balls off I promise”

For the first time Mike lost his confident aura as he tried to regain composure, thinking fast an idea struck him. “There is maybe one way out of this but it will involve a small compromise on your part, it is the only alternative”

Calming down now Jenny relented. “OK, what is it?”

Mike took out a file and took a deep breath. “Well it’s like this…”

EVERYONE’S A WINNER!

A WAY OUT

The two looked sat calmly across from Mike as he explained to them how they could escape from this ordeal:

“The plan goes like this” Mike began, “Being in the industry of producing ‘adult’ entertainment, there are a number of different scenarios we set up with the excuse of proceedings all culminating in an orgy or similar goings on. One of our more popular scenarios is based around a Quiz show format where three girls, three very buxom air headed girls I might add, compete for a star prize. The quiz is basically answering questions and such but the winner is the one who proves to be the most bimbo-like.”

“We’ve already told you we will not let ourselves turn into mindless sluts just so that you can give a load of jerk off men a cheap thrill” interrupted Jenny.

Mike moved to reassure the girls’ concerns; “I am not asking you to do so. The reason I bring up this quiz is because of the prize issue. The concept behind the quiz format is that whichever girl wins always wants some sex related prize like fucking the presenter on screen or to have a threesome with the other two contestants, you know something which will make good viewing. Bec…”

Kelly couldn’t help but react, “Look, We said….”

“BECAUSE of this,” Mike continued ignoring the protests. “Because of this we have set up the format so that we are legally obliged to give the winner whatever prize they ask for. This is technically just there for authenticity but it is legally binding and so we have found you a loophole. I cannot just authorise the changes which you wish to have made but, if one of you were to be accidentally entered into this quiz show before your behaviour had been modified, and if that person were to win and then ask to be returned to normal. There would be no way we could stop you” Mike placed the folder down on the table in front of him and looked over to the girls. “This is a foolproof plan if you succeed. It just requires one of you to feel that they could spend an hour or so acting like a bimbo enough in order to win. What do you think?”

“Personally I think it’s disgusting” Jenny scoffed. “It still seems like you just want to get us to act like a couple of whores for you”

“I don’t know” said Kelly. “It doesn’t sound that bad, surely it’s better than the alternative and as long as they promise to delete any film footage they produce afterwards then I think it’s the best option we have.”

“I suppose you are right” admitted Jenny. “OK Mr Williams we accept your offer.”

“OK then,” replied Mike taking a piece of paper out of the file in front of him. “I need to know which one of you is going to enter so that they can sign this”

“What is it?” Jenny asked suspiciously.

“It’s just a contract which needs to be signed before you take part it just clarifies that you are aware of the rules and what the prize structure is, if you don’t sign it then the company could refuse your prize request. It’s just paperwork I promise, you’re not signing your life away. Read it if you don’t believe me.”

After reading through the contract the girls were satisfied it was safe to sign it was just a question of who.

“I never thought we would ever have to seriously decide which one of us could be the biggest whore” said Kelly half jokingly. “How do we decide?

“I guess we just have to think about this honestly,” admitted Jenny. “There is no point feeling offended by what we tell each other. Our freedom could depend on this”

“You’re right” agreed Kelly, “and I think that if I’m honest with myself I should do this. I just don’t think you could bring yourself to act this way even in a situation like this whereas I’d do it for a Malibu and coke.”

“Are you sure? There’s no going back once you’ve signed that paper”

“I’m sure and I can do this, just wish me luck OK” and with that Kelly picked up the contract in front of them and signed it. “I just hope I haven’t sealed my own fate” she passed the completed document back to Mike. “So, when do I start?”

“The next filming is in an hour so we just have time to sort you out a wardrobe and brief you on how to win this. I wish you the very best of luck” He cast one last look over them before he got up to leave. The girls just sat there actually beginning to feel a slight sense of relief. They hadn’t known what to make of their dilemma but Mike’s sincerity had eased their mind and they felt safe knowing he was helping them. Little did they know that the whole time he was smiling inside. This could become one of the greatest productions Venus Industries has ever produced.

THE QUIZ

The Next hour went by uneventfully. Kelly was separated from Jenny in order to get prepared for the show ahead and Jenny just had to sit and wait in hope. The first objective for Kelly was to choose her wardrobe for the show ahead and it was by no means easy. She had to find the right line between not standing out as looking too plain alongside her slutty opponents and not presenting herself like a whore to an audience full of people. In the end she chose a set of red satin underwear because the material was less likely to stimulate her new highly sensitive erogenous zones. Over this she chose a black V-neck top which showed just enough cleavage required to turn the audience on whilst maintaining dignity. She matched this with a black skirt which stopped halfway above the knee, a bit more risqué than she would have liked but necessary to the look. She looked at herself in the mirror and had to admit, she looked stunning. Sure she might look like she’d fuck the first guy that looked her way but she had no choice so why not just accept that she looked good. Now Kelly was in the waiting room. The show was due to start in about five or ten minutes and nerves were starting to get the better of her. Just then a door opened and in walked two young women. Kelly didn’t need to be told who they were. With their melon sized breast and obscene clothing it was clear these two girls were her opponents. Two brainless bimbos whom stood between her and freedom. The girls came over two her.

“Hi there, I’m Precious (giggle)” said the first girl; she was a sight to behold. In fact Kelly didn’t think it possible that she could look sluttier with her platinum blond hair, bright blue eyes and breasts which defied gravity. She was dressed in a bikini top that left nothing to the imagination and a skirt which well it wasn’t even a skirt more like an oversized belt. Kelly also noticed that she was not wearing underwear. Any notion of modesty had long since disappeared. To Kelly however what stood out most was the voice. She had only heard 4 words but all Kelly could think was Slut Whore Barbie. The one who spends all day sucking Ken’s cock while his college friends take turns on her ass and pussy. Kelly looked at the smiling empty figure in front of her and knew she must never be like this. Her attention turned to the other girl:

“And I’m Crystal (giggle)” chirped the other girl, her voice all smiles and rainbows. “Jesus” thought Kelly even their names are slutty. She was amazed anyone could be like this. She looked at her second opponent and really couldn’t tell her apart from the first girl. Apart from her choice of clothing they were identical. She had chosen a half see through silk top which would have looked good but she was of course not wearing any underwear at all so it really left nothing to the imagination. Kelly knew she had her work cut out for her here. If she was going to persuade everyone she was the bigger bimbo she needed to be clever. She couldn’t help but smile to herself at the irony.

“Are you new” Crystal asked smiling.

Kelly didn’t quite know how to answer but thought she should play along. “Yeah, I’m new; this will be my first show”

(Crystal clapped her hands with joy) “Oh Goody! I love it when we get to play with the new girls, this is gonna be sooooo fun.”

“What’s your name?” asked Precious.

“It’s Kelly”

“Aww that’s a real pretty name” beamed Precious “you must get a lot of action with a name like that….”

“Excuse Me?” reacted Kelly.

“It’s just you have such a lovely name” explained Crystal, “and with a body like that you must get to suck all the cock you want. I’m so jealous! Look at your breasts they’re huge! Even bigger than ours, they must really like you. Can I touch them?”

Before Kelly had a chance to protest Crystal had reached inside her top and began fondling her left breast, expertly teasing her now erect nipple. Kelly, still not used to her increased sensitivity could not help but give in to the feeling. It was amazing, in the back of her mind she was screaming to herself to stop this but it was too good.

“Hey Precious come play (giggle)” called Crystal. “give her a nice pussy massage, we can make her cum it will be fun for her first day. She can start the game all wet and horny.”

Kelly came to her senses “W..wait no sto…” but it was too late, the hand of precious was already beginning to tease her clit and Kelly just felt herself melt under the sensation. All was lost apart from the pleasure, deep down Kelly knew it what she was doing was wrong but it just felt so right. She was quickly nearing orgasm and knew it would not be long until she was taken over the top.

Kelly was almost screaming at this point “So good, Oh GOD! That’s good, don’t stop, for the love of God don’t stop, I’m about to cum, Oh Oh OH...”

And then nothing, Precious and Crystal had retracted their hands just moments before release, Kelly was devastated. “What? Why did you stop?” but then she realised as she saw the man standing by the door.

“OK places ladies, we begin in 2 minutes. And no more funny business please”

By now Kelly had come to her senses and was horrified by how easily she had given in to pleasure, she knew she had to keep on her toes from now on as she began to compose herself for the ordeal ahead. However try as she might she could not calm herself down she was still feeling horny and the feeling wouldn’t go away. Her pussy was still moist and she gasped when she saw her nipples. Even through her top they were clearly fully erect and showed no signs of going away, she just hoped that nobody would notice.

“Hey” cried Precious, “I can see your nipples (giggle), you’re still horny, you must be special.”

“What do you mean” asked Kelly

“Sometimes” Crystal continued “If they really like a girl the surgeons will add some extra features such as whenever they are turned on they won’t come down again until they come. It’s real fun to play this game against them cause they are just so horny the whole time. This is gonna be great you will feel like such a slut. I envy you. If I win I’m gonna ask to fuck you in front of everyone it’ll be soooo hot I can’t wait”

“yeah yeah me too” clapped Precious. “I wanna fuck you too if I win. Hey we could all fuck each other afterwards it’ll be so hot and the audience will love it.”

Kelly was scared now, how could she think straight with sex on her mind. She had to win this not only for her freedom but now she knew failure would turn her into the plaything of one of the two bimbos standing before her and she could not let that happen. There was only one thing for it. She needed to make herself come before the programme began otherwise it may be too much for her. Even now she could feel herself being a little aroused at the prospect of being the plaything of either Crystal or Precious but she had to get this out of her head. She had to make herself come now. She discreetly began to slide one hand down her skirt when…

“Ok the show is ready to begin can all contestant please go out on stage”

“Fuck” thought Kelly, Oh well at least there is an interval. She’d just have to survive until then. Then she could relieve this tension. With that she made her way on stage.

EVERYONE’S A WINNER!

WHO WANTS TO BE A SLUTTY WHORE?

Kelly was standing at her podium. She was in the middle with Crystal to her right and Precious her left. In front of her was a 200 strong audience full of young men. They were sitting their awaiting the presenter as some strange techno music was playing in the background. Kelly took a swig from the water bottle on her podium as she tried to calm herself down and just not think about anything, especially the throbbing between her legs, a throbbing which could be eased by any one of the 200 cocks which were attached to the strong, butch, attractive audience members. Kelly shook her head furiously; she had to stop thinking like this. Had to stop think about the audience members, oh the audience’s members, how they would take away her need, just one any one, she felt the urge to act upon this impulse grow within her and again had to gather her senses. “Get a hold of yourself girl” she muttered to herself. Then the music stopped. A tannoy began to speak:

“Hello everyone and welcome to today’s edition of Who Wants To Be A Slutty Whore? And here’s your host….. Greg Steeeeeeeel!!!”

The audience erupted it hoots and cheering as a very well presented young man in his twenties ran onto stage. He was dressed in a suit. In fact anyone would have thought he was a real quiz show host. He turned to face the audience.

“Hello and welcome to Who Wants To Be A Slutty Whore, I am your host Greg Steel and I’m here to host the new show everyone is talking about where we try to find out just how slutty a girl can be. As well as what she is willing to do. With the general knowledge of a mentally challenged football player and assets Bill Gates would envy lets meet the contestants. So, contestant number one tell us a little about yourself”

(Christ it’s almost like being on Jeopardy or something Kelly thought, (well maybe not))

“Hi, I’m Crystal, I’m 23 from LA and I like to do anything you want me to do Greg” she chirped a devilish smile on her lips.

“Thank you Crystal” replied the host. “I’m sure we’ll find out whether you’re as good as your word won’t we folks.” (This brought about raptures or screaming and whistling from the crowd) “OK contestant number two, what’s your name and where do you come from?”

“I’m Precious” chirped the second airhead. “and I’ll cum from anywhere you want me to Greg” (with this she winked and blew the host the most suggestive kiss that Kelly had ever seen and again the crowd went wild with cheering and hooting).

“We’ve sure got some lively ones here tonight folks, let’s hope our third contestant doesn’t disappoint so Miss, tell us about yourself”

Kelly’s mind just went blank. She knew she had to answer like the other two girls did but she couldn’t think of any suggestive reply. The combined distractions of the audience starring at her and the increasing tingling in her pussy which was now starting to spread to her thighs and breasts as well prevented her from thinking on her feet. A mixed mumbling of words started to escape her lips.

“Um…. My name’s Kelly, I’m a Law student from New York, I like reading and...” Suddenly she was cut off my rounds of boos from all over the studio. There were calls of “get off the stage” and “Forfeit, Forfeit” echoing in her ears. Even Precious and Crystal were joining in. Kelly couldn’t stand it. Her head felt like somebody had set a chainsaw loose inside it. Then the host came to her rescue.

“OK people, please calm down. Kelly here is a new contestant so she isn’t used to how this game works. Please let’s all just give her a chance and I’m sure she will entertain us much more once she gets into her stride.” At this the audience died down and it was ready to start the game.

ROUND ONE

“OK folks our first round is the general knowledge round. It’s all very simple I shall ask a question and the first person to buzz in with the answer on my card gets 10 points. However don’t buzz to quickly as you will lose five points if you do not give the answer we are looking for. Now girls we just need to test your buzzers are working so Contestants please…”

Crystal pushed her buzzer and a regular ‘BUZZ’ sound was emitted. Precious pushed hers and a slightly sharper ‘DING’ sound rang through the studio. Finally Kelly pushed her buzzer to the sound of a softer ‘RING’ sound.

“Thank you girls, so now fingers on the buzzers please.” Greg picked up his question cards and began…

“Question One: What is the Capital of Latvia?”

‘RING’ “Riga” called out Kelly.

“I’m sorry Kelly that’s the wrong answer” said Greg “You lose five points”

“What do you mean wrong answer!!” fumed Kelly, “It’s Riga, how can you host a quiz show if you don’t know the answers to simple questions” With this the audience started booing again and the immense discomfort returned inside Kelly’s head. This forced her to back down and took a sip of water to help clear her head. The host then regained composure and started again.

“I’m sorry Kelly but if you don’t give the answer on the card you lose five points, so Crystal and Precious it’s between you two now. Question One: What is the capital of Latvia?”

‘BUZZ’ “I don’t know,” answered Crystal, “I’m just a silly girl (giggle)”

“Is the rrrrright answer!!” called Greg “congratulations you get 10 points”

“What!!” screamed Kelly her head still spinning from her previous discomfort, How is that the right answer?

(The audience rose up in a wave of boos once more and the pain returned to Kelly. Mr Steel who was by now himself getting quite agitated once again quietened down the crowd and turned to Kelly)

“I never said you had to give the right answer to score ten points you need to give the answer written on the card and Miss Crystal here did just that. Now you have one more chance any more answering back and you shall be disqualified”

Kelly knew she couldn’t afford to lose so she didn’t answer back and tried to get her head back on track. She took another swig of water knowing she had to focus but with her head aching and her pussy throbbing it was going to be hard for her.

“Question two: Who won World War Two?”

‘RING’ “The Allies”

“I’m sorry that’s not the answer we’re looking for, anyone else?”

‘DING’ “I don’t know, that’s a boring question for thinking people, It is not a girl’s job to think”

“Correct for ten points, Well done Precious”

(Kelly almost choked, how can this be fair? They aren’t answering the questions. She wanted to protest but knew she couldn’t.)

The questions continued Kelly had almost given up by now; she had stopped answering questions as every wrong answer she gave was roundly booed by the audience and her head felt like it couldn’t take much more. Even the tingling elsewhere seemed subdued compared to the throbbing in her brain. With 16 of the 20 questions gone she was in desperate trouble. Crystal had 110 points, Precious 50 and she was just falling further and further behind with -45. She decided she had to put her pride aside and try answering questions like these to airheads were. “So” she said to herself taking another swig from the water bottle in front of her, “Here goes nothing”.

“Question 17: How many inches are there in a foot?”

‘RING’ (there was a small groan of apprehension from the crowd) Kelly grimaced. I can’t believed I’m about to say this she thought to herself. “Err… I don’t know? (she closed her eyes in hope…) inches are only important on men not silly girls like me”

“Is the right answer” replied Greg. Suddenly the whole studio erupted with cheers and whistling. Kelly was overwhelmed with relief that she had finally worked out how to score points, and it felt great. In fact it seemed have the complete opposite effect of the booing as not only did the pain in the head disappear but it was replaced by what could only be described as an onslaught of sunshine and rainbows. Kelly felt like she was in the ultimate happy place and didn’t want to leave. After a while the crowd died down and with it to Kelly’s disappointment did the rainbows in Kelly’s head. With the discomfort gone she now realised that her pussy was almost aching with anticipation, she had to fight against herself to try and sneakily ‘relieve some tension’. However even this was not a worry to her now. Those rainbows in her head were like a drug and she needed more. She had to get more points now. She had to please the crowd.

“Question 18: Who was the first man on the moon?”

‘RING’ “I don’t know? I’m just a silly little girl, Boys should know about spacemen, not silly girls like me”

“Is the correct answer again, 10 points”

Again the audience went wild and this time the explosions inside Kelly head were even more intense, they even verged on the pleasurable. A gentle sigh escaped her lips and Kelly knew she needed these rainbows in the head.

“Question 19: What is the proper scientific name for the female breast?”

‘RING’ “Mam… no wait (she thought to herself ‘I thought it was mammories but that just doesn’t sound right so what is it… Oh yes of course It’s…) Titties” replied Kelly, relieved that she had managed to avoid giving the wrong answer. These questions just seem to be getting easier now. She had found her rhythm.

“Correct!” replied the host, “Kelly’s really putting on a comeback here”

Once more the audience was rife with screaming and cheering and Kelly was almost bowled over by the sensations, it was like being drunk on the finest Champagne. Her head just felt all empty and bubbly. It was wonderful, much better than all the horrible boring thoughts which used to weigh her down. Just then she did something she’d never done before; she giggled. It was wonderful it was like a sound which showed just how she felt inside. This was the moment when Kelly realised that she loved to giggle. A moment later the noise died down and Kelly was waiting. She was going to win this, she knew it, She took another drink of water.

“Question 20: What is 2+2?”

‘RING’ “Greggy” Kelly cooed, “These questions are far too hard and boring, can’t we do something a bit more sexy and fun? (giggle)” She didn’t know why but somehow Kelly knew that this was the right thing to say.

“And the last ten points of the round goes to … Kelly!! congratulations and I’m gonna give you 10 bonus points for calling me Greggy I liked that”

The crowd erupted at this once more and Kelly just melted away, wave after wave of bubbles and rainbows and sparkles just rushed through her. It felt like everything inside her head was just being washed away and it felt great. All she cared about were the bubbles in her head and it made her body tingle. She felt her pussy begin to moisten under the pleasure which was bombarding her and she was just about to again give in to the temptation to sooth her aching needs when the crowd again died down and Greg Steel was ready to carry on.

“Well that’s the end of a fantastic first round and our scores are:

• In third place with five points is Kelly,
• In Second place with 50 points is Precious,
• And in first place with a sensational 100 points is … Crystal.”

The crowd cheered for Crystal and she played to the crowd, showing of her curves and blowing kisses to the audience. Kelly was not convinced though. She could see that Crystal’s actions were fake. She didn’t deserve to win she didn’t want to win as much as Kelly did. Kelly knew she had to win this, she couldn’t quite remember why but she was determined nonetheless to do all she could to come out on top (maybe in more ways than one). The crowd died down again and it was back to Greg.

“I’d just like to say that everything’s still all to play for in the second half and any one of our three lovely contestants could still come walk away with the grand prize. So we’re just gonna take a break now join us again in 15mintues as we play the second half of … Who Wants To Be A Slutty Whore?, We’ll be right back.”