Anna shuddered as she felt the cold water pounding against her skin. Fuck, I needed this. Anything to shock my system and keep me awake. Before she stepped into the shower, she could barely keep her eyes open. Even though she’d only just woken up, she felt completely exhausted; she wondered if she even slept a full hour the night before. And I keep getting these damn headaches…

She realized she’d been spacing out for the past few minutes when she heard someone else enter the bathroom. “Anna?” asked Kasumi.

“Yeah,” Anna called out. “Sorry for skipping out, I didn’t wanna wake you.”

“I was already up,” Kasumi sighed. “I haven’t been able to sleep all week.”

The shower curtain pulled open, and Kasumi stood before Anna, completely naked.

“Uh… hi?” Anna raised an eyebrow.

Kasumi blinked, then blushed and covered her face with her hands. “O-Oh, sorry! I w-wasn’t thinking, I…” She paused, eyeing Anna up and down. “Um… y-you look… good.”

“So do… you?” Anna furrowed her brow. She felt like there was something really weird about how Kasumi was acting, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

That was, until Kasumi asked “M-May I join you?”

Anna’s eyes went wide. “Y-You– wha– I-I mean, huh?”

“I, um… I want to join you. In the shower.”

“B-But… why?”

Kasumi bit her lip and giggled. “I think there’s, ah, s-something I wanna… talk to you about…” She pulled the shower curtain shut and stepped closer, now only inches away from Anna’s face.

“L-Look, uh– ” Anna stammered, taking a step back and running into the wall of the tiny shower stall.

“I’m worried, Anna,” Kasumi continued, closing the distance with Anna. “I think we’re both being affected by whatever’s happening to the rest of the school. But…”

“But?”

“But I can’t tell how much we’re being affected.” Kasumi took a deep breath, paused, and then kissed Anna on the mouth.

Anna instinctively pushed Kasumi away, cheeks burning red. “Wh-Whoa! Kasumi, what the fuck?”

“That’s part of it,” Kasumi explained. “I… I think I might be in love with you, Anna… And I can’t tell if that’s me or if that’s this… thing.”

“Y-You… you love me?” Anna couldn’t believe the words coming out of Kasumi’s mouth. “I don’t understand, I… I thought you were…”

“Straight?” Kasumi chuckled bitterly. “Yeah, me too. But I can remember the first time I saw you, and something just… clicked. I wanted to get to know you, be close to you, just… be near you. In hindsight, it all seems so obvious. But how can I trust my own memories if I’m under the same spell everyone else is under?”

“What are you saying?”

Kasumi shrugged. “I don’t know. Ugh, maybe I shouldn’t have said anything at all, maybe it’s just the sleep deprivation talking… But I know one thing. Whatever I feel towards you right now, I’ve never felt towards anyone else. Not any guy, not any girl, no one. So, even if it is fake, maybe…” She sighed. “M-Maybe that’s not… the worst thing.”

Anna froze. Her mind raced with questions, practically short-circuiting with how much she was trying to process. Finally, she said, “I think I love you too.”

“Y-You do?” Kasumi gasped.

“I mean…” Anna threw her hands up in resignation. “Like, yeah, no shit. I’ve always had a crush on you, I have a crush on practically half the girls I’ve ever met. You were pretty, and smart, and cool, and… and I dunno, maybe love is just having a crush on your best friend.”

“Anna…” Kasumi kissed Anna’s neck, purring. “So, now what?”

“What do you mean, ‘now what?’”

“Like, does that mean we’re girlfriends now?” Kasumi kept kissing Anna, slowly moving down from her neck to her collarbone.

“I-I mean, m-maybe?” Anna squirmed as Kasumi kept moving lower, kissing her breasts and stomach and inching ever closer to something that didn’t need the shower’s help to get wet.

“Oh, I like the sound of that,” Kasumi purred, clearly enjoying how Anna was responding to all this. “Just that word, ‘girlfriend.’ Feels so right, doesn’t it?”

“Y-Yep!”

“Just… rolls off the… tongue, doesn’t it?” Kasumi winced. “Ugh, that’s terrible. I need to come up with pickup lines when I’m not completely sleep-deprived…” She rolled her eyes and kissed Anna’s pussy lips, giggling when Anna yelped with surprise. “This is my first time, so… don’t be too harsh on me…”

Anna nodded. She turned up the heat in the shower as Kasumi began to lick. Don’t think I need anything to wake me up anymore…

“Where did all my clothes go?” Kasumi muttered, rifling through her dresser.

Anna looked up from her phone and chuckled to herself. Wow. We just confessed our love for each other and fucked in the shower, but now she’s just… back to normal. “What are you looking for?”

“Like, anything,” Kasumi sighed, exasperated. “It’s like half my clothes just disappeared overnight.” She reached into another drawer and pulled something out. “Guess this’ll have to do. You can grab whatever you want, by the way.”

“Oh, thanks.” Anna got up off the sofa and walked over to the dresser, looking through her new girlfriend’s – Man, she was right, that does sound good – dresser to find an outfit for the day. True to Kasumi’s word, there was almost nothing in there. After a couple minutes of searching, however, Anna managed to find an outfit she was proud of.

She clasped the black leather collar around her neck, tight but not too tight, and applied the black heart-shaped pasties to her nipples. Something feels a little strange about wearing these… oh, yeah, they’re Kasumi’s, not mine. They probably don’t fit quite right or something.

“Ready to go?” Kasumi asked, putting on her backpack. She wore a pair of black, slightly shiny pantyhose with a circular cutout around her crotch. The straps of the backpack highlighted her breasts, making them jut out of her chest more noticeably.

Anna nodded and followed Kasumi out into the hall. As soon as they closed the door, Anna felt something brush up against her legs. She looked down, startled, and saw Grace on all fours nuzzling her.

“Um… hi?” Anna said, raising an eyebrow.

“Nya!” Grace meowed. Anna realized that her neighbor was wearing a pair of fake cat ears, a tail, and a hot pink cat collar with a bell on it.

“Grace!” shouted a voice from down the hall. “Get back here!”

Grace meowed in response and scurried away. Anna looked up and saw Elena approaching, along with a number of other women. Some of them were on all fours like Grace, others were standing straight; all of them were either naked or wearing some type of fetish gear.

The same was true of Elena herself. She had a similar outfit as yesterday, with long latex gloves and boots, but now with a matching corset as well. Anna remembered thinking it was strange, but now she couldn’t quite put her finger on why. “Hey, Elena.”

“Anna! Hi!” Elena said cheerfully. “How’ve you been? Are you sleeping ok?” As she got closer, Anna saw that the women around her were all wearing collars, and Elena was holding all of their leashes.

“I’m alright,” Anna replied wearily. “Having some trouble sleeping, though.”

“Oh, that’s not good,” Elena pouted. “It’s very important to get a good night’s sleep!”

“Believe me,” Anna yawned, “I know.” She scanned the group of women standing around Elena and realized that she recognized one of them. “Wait… Morgan?! Is that you?”

“Mmm, yeah,” Morgan purred, an expression of utter bliss on her face. There was a lot of stuff on her face, in fact. And across her entire body; practically every inch of her was covered in writing. Words like “whore,” “slut,” “bitch” and the like adorned her pale flesh, some of it smudged and starting to run.

“Uh, Morgan?” Kasumi asked, very confused by the scene in front of her. “Are you alright?”

“Toooooootally,” Morgan giggled.

“She took some edibles,” Elena explained. “And some brownies.”

“A lot of brownies.” Morgan’s eyes were red, and she swayed slightly as she stood, as though she couldn’t find her balance.

Anna and Kasumi looked at each other. “She’s gonna be okay,” Kasumi asked, “right?”

“Oh, yeah, for sure,” Elena chuckled. “I just like her better when she’s all mellowed out and dumb. And she likes it too, don’t you, my little slut?”

“Oh, yes, Miss Elena,” Morgan purred, squirming. “Mmm, fuck, I just feel so good right now…”

“Uh, wait, h-hold on,” Anna said, the gears in her head starting to click into place. “Are you two, like… doing some BDSM kinda thing?”

Elena rolled her eyes. “What gave us away? The dominatrix outfit or the leash?”

“…Yeah, okay, that was a stupid question,” Anna replied sheepishly. “But still, I didn’t think you’d be into that kinda thing, Morgan.”

“What can I say?” Morgan replied. “Miss Elena just, like, makes me so horny…”

“I know I do, Morgan,” Elena smiled. She yanked on Morgan’s leash and kissed her on the cheek. “Anna, pardon me for asking, but… the way you’re dressed today. Do I see a hint that you might wish to join your friend?”

“What do you mean?” Anna asked.

“Well, you’re wearing a collar…” Elena held up her hand, revealing a loose leash with nothing attached to it. “And I have a spare leash.”

“Huh, weird. Guess it’s just a coincidence.”

“I don’t believe in coincidences.” Elena stepped closer, licking her lips, her eyes half-lidded. “I know how much you want to fuck me, Anna. I’ve known as long as I’ve known you. Do you truly wish to pass up this chance?”

Anna opened her mouth to speak, but Kasumi grabbed her arm and scowled at Elena. “Sorry,” she sneered, “but Anna’s with me. Find another sub for your little gang.” She turned Anna around and walked her briskly out of the apartment building, never once looking back at the other women.

Once they were out on the street, Kasumi let go of Anna’s arm and sighed. “S-Sorry,” she murmured, “I–”

“Holy shit, Kasumi!” Anna exclaimed, hugging her girlfriend tight and kissing her.

“Wh-Whoa!” Kasumi gasped. “What did I do?”

“The way you took charge like that,” Anna giggled, “like, wow! That was so hot!”

“Really?” Kasumi raised an eyebrow. “I thought I was being, um, i-imposing.”

“No, not at all. I mean, Elena is really hot, and it was sexy to see Morgan like that, but…” Anna smiled warmly. “But I’d rather be with you instead of just one little bauble in someone’s collection.”

Kasumi smiled back and hugged Anna tightly. “Thank you. That really means a lot, coming from you. I know you’ve had a crush on Elena for a while–”

“Seriously?” Anna groaned. “Am I really that obvious?”

“Definitely,” Kasumi giggled. “But, yeah, I always felt kinda… I dunno, like I couldn’t compare? Elena’s like a supermodel or something, and I’m just me.”

“Don’t put yourself down like that. You’re beautiful.”

“No, you’re beautiful.”

“No,” Anna smirked, “you’re beautiful.”

“Nuh-uh,” Kasumi grinned, “you’re– oh, shit, we’re late for class.”

“Crap, you’re right.” Anna kissed Kasumi on the cheek. “But you’re definitely beautiful.”

“Never could win an argument with you, huh?” Kasumi rolled her eyes and chuckled. “C’mon, let’s go.”

Anna and Kasumi were five minutes late to class, but no one seemed to notice. The room could barely be considered a “class” to begin with; all the students were openly fucking each other, and even the professor was riding a dildo and moaning like a porn star instead of explaining geometry. Or algebra. Anna could never remember.

Kasumi looked at Anna and shrugged. “Do you just wanna skip today? I don’t think the professor’s even paying attention.”

“I want to, believe me,” Anna sighed, “but I’ve already used up too many skips and I don’t wanna risk it.” She stepped into the room and found a desk that wasn’t being used or covered in too many bodily fluids. She looked around the room, chuckling at the untamed hedonism on display. Y’know, it’s fucked up that everyone’s been turned into sex-obsessed weirdos, but at least the classes are easier.

She looked up at the professor, who was still fucking herself silly and barely seemed aware of where she was or what she was supposed to be doing. Well, I guess as long as I’m in the room, I don’t think she’ll mind if I kill an hour on my phone. She pulled it out of her backpack and opened up her picross app, eager to finish today’s daily puzzle. Let’s see… 15 by 15, that’s not so bad. And the bottom row’s already filled in, so…

As she filled in the puzzle, she idly noticed that her free hand was gently rubbing between her legs. Wait, that’s… is that normal? That doesn’t feel… She blinked, then smiled to herself. Well, I don’t think anyone here is going to mind. Besides, I’m not fucking anyone else, or making a spectacle out of it. I’m just making myself feel good. Nothing wrong with that.

Anna heard a desk slide across the linoleum floor. She looked up and saw Kasumi moving up next to her. “Are we just gonna kill time until the period’s over?” she asked.

“Guess so,” Anna replied. “Hey, can you help me with this? Any idea how to finish out this column?”

“Let’s see.” Kasumi took Anna’s phone and furrowed her brow. As she studied the puzzle, her other hand reached out and squeezed Anna’s breast.

Anna gasped and instinctively pulled away. “Kasumi! Wh-What’re you–”

“What? We’re dating, so it’s okay to touch each other if we want to.”

“Y-Yeah, but usually that means hand-holding, not…” Anna paused. Wait… what’s actually wrong with this? I kinda feel like that’s weird, but… but I can’t think of why. Mmm, and it doesn’t feel that bad, actually… “So are you okay with me, uh, t-touching your boobs?”

Kasumi rolled her eyes. “What are you, a teenage boy? Yes, you can touch my boobs.”

“Nice!” Anna grinned and grabbed Kasumi’s boobs.

“Oh, yeah, this is a tricky one,” Kasumi muttered. “I think you might’ve messed up one of these rows here, otherwise this doesn’t make any sense…”

Anna ignored Kasumi, giggling to herself as she squeezed her girlfriend’s breasts. Having a girlfriend rules! Screw those people who say public displays of affection are gross, they don’t know what they’re missing! She peeked over Kasumi’s shoulder and noticed Lena in the back corner of the room. Oh, yeah, I forgot I had this class with her. She was dressed about the same as she always did, but without a shirt. Even still, she was by far the most-clothed person in the room.

Lena was staring at Anna and Kasumi. Anna gave a small wave, but Lena didn’t return it. She just kept staring. “What’s her deal?” Anna asked Kasumi. “Do I have something on my face, or…” She noticed that Kasumi was staring too, at something behind Anna. “What is it?”

Kasumi pointed over Anna’s shoulder. Anna turned around and saw Barbara out in the hallway, but she looked… different. For one thing, Anna had never seen her wear anything pink, but now she wore it head-to-toe, all in a bright, garish shade. Pink tennis shoes, a pink skirt so short that it was more like a belt, a pink mesh top that did nothing to hide her breasts, pink lip gloss and eyeshadow, even a pair of pink headphones with fake cat ears on top.

If that wasn’t unusual enough, though, Barbara’s demeanor was also bizarre. Instead of the bright, perky attitude she usually showed, today she looked completely out of it. Her face was expressionless, her glassy eyes staring off into the distance as she mouthed something Anna couldn’t hear over the din of the classroom, and her hands massaged her chest in slow, languid movements.

Anna looked back at Kasumi, puzzled. “Should we, like, say something?”

“Yeah, I think so.” Kasumi looked at their professor, who had by this point passed out from orgasming so much. “I don’t think we’ll get in trouble for skipping out on… whatever this is.” She rose from her desk and quickly hurried out into the hallway, with Anna following behind.

When they reached Barbara, their friend showed no sign of recognition or awareness that they were here. She stared through them, eyes unseeing and dilated. Anna could hear Barbara muttering something, but could only make out every few words. “Good… ‘bey… horny…”

“Barbara?” Anna said warily, waving her hand in front of her friend’s face.

Kasumi lifted up Anna’s headphones. “Barbara!”

“Oh!” Barbara jolted, as if waking up from a deep sleep. She blinked rapidly, eyes darting around until they landed on Anna and Kasumi. “Oh, hi, guys. Mmm, how’ve you been?”

“Uh, we’ve been fine.” Anna furrowed her brow. This is weird. She looks like she’s on drugs or something. “How about you?”

Barbara giggled and bit her lip. “Mmm, great. Coach had a new idea for training us sluts, and it’s sooooo good…”

“Yeah?” Kasumi raised an eyebrow. “And, uh, and what would that be?”

“Hear for yourself.” Barbara took her headphones off and placed them on Kasumi’s head.

Kasumi listened for a moment, then gasped and yanked them off. “Holy shit… Anna, you’ve gotta hear this.”

Anna took the headphones and started listening. The audio track wasn’t anything special, just a woman – presumably the coach – speaking over the sound of some low rumbling. But within seconds, Anna understood exactly why Kasumi reacted the way she did.

“Good sluts don’t need to think,” the voice purred, sounding as if the speaker was about to cum at any moment. “Good sluts just need to obey. Good sluts just need to be horny.”

“Uhhhhhh…” Anna looked up at Barbara and raised an eyebrow. “Barbara? What the fuck?”

“I know, right?” Barbara smiled. “It’s sooooo hot.”

“That’s… not the word I’d use for it…” Anna realized she was still listening to the audio and threw the headphones into Barbara’s lap. “So, is this, like… hypnosis or something?”

“Mhm. Coach thinks that we’re all spending too much time thinking, being all smart and stuff. So she’s gonna make us all into brainwashed bimbo sluts so we’ll play better and fuck her whenever she wants. And while we’re melting our brains, we’re raising money for the team by being good little whores.” Barbara smiled even wider. “Only 20 bucks for me to eat you out.”

Kasumi stared, mouth agape, at what had become of her friend. “B-Barbara… don’t you hear yourself? Why would you want this? You’d be throwing away everything you ever worked for, all your years of studying… and for what?”

Barbara thought for a moment. The effort looked as though it caused her physical pain. “Um… I dunno!” she giggled. “But the coach asked me to, and I said yes, so that’s what I need to do. Oh, that reminds me…” She slipped the headphones back on, and over the course of a moment or two Barbara disappeared. In her place was a blank, hypnotized toy, mindlessly whispering her mantra and presenting herself for sex.

Anna grabbed Kasumi’s arm. “C’mon, let’s just get out of here. I don’t think there’s anything we can do.”

“…Anna.” Kasumi pulled her arm away and grabbed Anna’s collar, yanking her closer. “We need to go back to my apartment. Right now.”

As soon as Anna and Kasumi stepped over the threshold into Kasumi’s apartment, Kasumi slammed the door shut.

“Look, Kasumi,” Anna started to say, “I know that must’ve been upset–”

But before she could say anything further, Kasumi suddenly pushed Anna onto her bed, crawling on top of her and straddling her hips. “K-Kasumi!” Anna squeaked. “Wh-What’re you doing?”

“Stop talking,” Kasumi replied, her voice eerily calm. “Just… stop talking and listen.” She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, refusing to meet Anna’s eyes. “Maybe it’s this place, or maybe it’s really me. I can’t tell anymore. But… the stuff Barbara was talking about, a part of me was horrified. And I should be, right? Like, someone is literally brainwashing my friend, that’s awful. And yet…”

“And yet?”

Kasumi stared into Anna’s eyes, her face full of shame. “And yet a part of me thought it was the sexiest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen.”

Anna blinked. “…Really?”

“Yes! God, just the way Barbara totally bought in to her coach’s control, that completely brain-dead look on her face, the…” Kasumi trailed off. “The idea that Barbara wasn’t tricked into it. That she’s doing this to herself willingly, giving her coach absolute control over her body and mind.” She bit her lip and lidded her eyes. “I want that.”

“You… want to be brainwashed?”

“No, not that. I want to do that to someone, have that control. Maybe without the hypnosis part, but…” Kasumi touched Anna’s collar, rubbing the leather with her thumb. “When we ran into Elena earlier, did you… want to join her?”

Anna realized she hadn’t closed her mouth in a while and swallowed. “I-I mean, uh… I do want to have sex with her. Like, she’s hot, y’know? But I don’t know if I wanna go that far with it.”

“Would… would you like to go that far with… anyone?”

“You mean… with you?”

Kasumi nodded.

“…Maybe.”

“Y-You mean it?” Kasumi asked, her eyes bright and full of hope.

“I trust you a lot more than I trust her,” Anna explained. “Maybe more than I trust anyone else on this campus right now. I know you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me, or push me too far. So, I guess if I were to do that with anyone, it would be you.”

Kasumi hugged Anna tight. “Oh, thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!”

“Y-You’re welcome,” Anna chuckled. Didn’t quite expect this strong of a reaction.

“Now,” Kasumi said once she let go of Anna, “get off the bed and on your knees.”

“…Huh?”

“I said…” Kasumi grabbed Anna by the collar and pulled her in close, her lips brushing up against Anna’s ear. “Get off the bed. And on your knees. Slave.”

Anna’s eyes widened. “O-Oh, you meant now.”

“Mhm. That’s not going to be a problem, is it?”

“No, no, of course not.”

“That’s what I thought.” Kasumi lifted herself off of Anna’s body, and Anna quickly slid off the bed and onto the floor, resting on her knees and looking up at Kasumi expectantly.

“Okay, um… n-now what?” Anna asked.

“Slaves don’t talk,” Kasumi purred, repositioning herself on the edge of the mattress, her crotch directly at Anna’s eye level. “Unless they’re spoken to. Do you understand?”

Wow, she’s really getting into this. “Um, yes.”

“Yes… what?”

“…Yes… m-mistress?”

Kasumi grinned. “Good girl.” Anna wasn’t expecting that phrase to make her shudder, nor to cause a rush of warmth between her legs. “Now, slave,” Kasumi continued, “for your first task, I want you…” She reached between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart. “To make me orgasm.”

Anna gulped. “Y-Yes, mistress. B-But–”

“But?” Kasumi glowered.

“I-It’s, um… it’s just, that…” Anna sighed. “I’ve never… done this before.”

“Never?” Kasumi raised an eyebrow. “I thought you knew you were gay for years.”

“And I didn’t know any other lesbians until I came here.” Anna shrugged. “The downside of growing up in the middle of nowhere.”

“I… I see.” Kasumi cleared her throat. “Well, I’ve never had my pussy eaten out by anyone before, let alone a woman. So, it’ll be the first time for both of us.”

“A-Alright,” Anna replied. Oh, god, what do I do, what do I do… Um, maybe try this…? She scooted closer, getting a better angle but really just stalling for time while she tried to figure out what she was doing. She looked back up at Kasumi, as if asking for permission, before she took a deep breath and planted a kiss on Kasumi’s clit.

“Mmm,” Kasumi purred. “That’s good, but don’t stop there.”

“Yes, m-mistress.” Anna kissed her again, this time sticking her tongue out and giving a slow lick. Oh, that is not what I thought it’d taste like. But… it’s not bad…

“Oh, fuck,” Kasumi whispered. “Y-Yeah, yeah, that’s good… gimmie more of that…”

Heh, she’s actually really cute like this. It’s hot when she’s acting all domme-y and stuff, but I like seeing her all flustered too. Anna gave another lick, and yelped with surprise when Kasumi’s legs wrapped around Anna’s back and pushed her in closer.

“Don’t stop,” Kasumi gasped. “K-Keep… going…”

Anna grinned. “Yes, mistress!” She continued, slowly building up her pace as she got more comfortable. Soon she had Kasumi practically howling, her friend and newly-appointed mistress shuddering and babbling incoherent praise at Anna. Anna felt a warmth as she gave Kasumi pleasure, not quite a sexual gratification but more of a feeling of pride. It felt so right to do what Kasumi told her to do, to be on her knees and follow orders like a good slave should. She was making her mistress feel good, and so she felt good too.

“F-Fuck, Anna–!” Kasumi moaned. “G-Gonna c– ah~!”

Before Anna could react, she felt a spurt of liquid splash against her face. She recoiled involuntarily and fell back onto her butt. “Whoa!” she giggled, wiping off her face with her hands.

“S-Sorry,” Kasumi panted, her cheeks beet red. “I w-wasn’t expecting it to be so… quick…”

“Nah, nah, it’s okay!” Anna licked some of Kasumi’s juices off her fingers and smiled. “Gosh, you actually taste kinda good…”

Kasumi scoffed. “Please don’t talk about how I taste. Cannibalism isn’t exactly a turn-on, you know.”

“Not what I meant, but alright.” Anna sighed and nuzzled Kasumi’s leg, before realizing her face was still wet. “Oh, whoops.”

“Ah, forget it. I’m too tired to give a shit.” Kasumi yawned and rubbed her eyes. “Honestly, I feel like I’m about to pass out. Guess a whole week of no sleep is finally catching up to me.”

“Same.” Anna stood up and grabbed a towel off the rack, wiping off her face. “We can talk more about all this BDSM stuff tomorrow, yeah?”

“Mm, for sure.”

“Okay. Well, g’night.” Anna started walking towards the sofa, but Kasumi snapped her fingers.

“Excuse me?” Kasumi asked, raising an eyebrow. “Does my slave think she is unworthy to sleep in my bed?”

Anna’s eyes widened. “O-Oh, uh… s-sorry, Kas– m-mistress…” She crawled into Kasumi’s bed and snuggled up to her. “I’ve never been in a bed with another woman before…”

“Hey,” Kasumi smirked as she turned out the light, “me neither.”