Alexis sat in the small and cramped space that was her psychology professor’s office. She'd spoken to him briefly about the research project she was going to participate in before he needed to step out to gather the testing material. That had been 20 minutes ago now she was just scrolling through TikTok as she waited for him to return.

Alexis was here because she was in desperate need of some extra credit in her psychology course. Growing up she lived a quiet life in a small town with strict parents that ruined any attempts at having teenage fun. No parties and no boys, just school and studying. Alexis told herself once she got into college, she'd change that, and she did. She met new friends, went to the latest college parties, and did things with cute guys her past self could only dream of. Unfortunately, she didn't factor in the need for a work-life balance. These days she was far more interested in boys, partying, clothes, and alcohol than doing her assessments. This naturally led to poor grades, particularly in her psychology class.

With midterms fast approaching she met with her psychology professor and begged him for a chance to earn some extra credit. Alexis needed this so much she swallowed her pride and turned on her femme charms to seal the deal. The young co-ed knew she was a total hottie. Her taut figure, raven black hair, and pretty face made her a hit with the guys, and she never went more than a week without getting hit on. It wasn’t the proper way to do things, but desperate times called for desperate measures even if it was degrading. Alexis was sure her femme charms would convince Professor Emerson to give her a chance and sure enough a sob story, some puppy dog eyes, and a sleek black miniskirt that ended slightly above her knee had managed to convince him to let her join an ongoing psychological study he was conducting. Alexis didn't quite understand the details of the experiment. Something about using subliminal messages and an altered state of consciousness to facilitate learning but she didn't really care what all that meant as long as it bumped her grade up. 

Alexis wondered to herself what was taking her professor so long when suddenly a foot pushed the door open. Professor Emerson stood in the crossway, one foot holding the door open and the other out in the hallway. He was talking to a student with a stack of papers in one hand and a laptop gripped in the other. 

The professor was exactly what you imagined when you pictured a male college professor. He wasn't fat but he had a bit of a belly. His hair was a shade of dusty gray, and he dressed in the most boring way possible. A blue polo shirt coupled with gray slacks. 

The student he was talking to was Stephanie, a girl Alexis recognized from class. She was a tall brunette who usually sat in the back of the classroom and rarely spoke to anyone. Alexis and some of the other girls in class had tried to get to know her but she came off as very reserved and wanted to keep to herself. For the most part everyone just left her alone but in the past month they couldn’t help but notice she started acting a bit differently. Instead of sitting in the back and keeping quiet she now sat in the front row of the class. Her usual solemn expression had been replaced with a bright warm smile and she turned into quite the chatterbox. Always striking conversations with other girls and answering questions the professor asked in class. Of course, none of this was cause for concern and most of the girls just chalked it up to her coming out of her shell. However the hing that really caused everyone to stark asking questions was Stephanie’s new outfits. 

Alexis didn't want to slut shame a woman for her choice of clothing and God knows she had more than a few revealing outfits of her own in her closet, but she had to admit that Stephanie dressed like a total slut. She wore outrageously short frilly skirts that ended well above the knee. The skirts were so short Alexis swore it wouldn't take more than a light breeze to tell what color panties she was wearing. To make matters worse these skirts were often paired with tight crop tops that showed off her taut toned figure or tight blouses that were always unbuttoned to show off an unhealthy amount of cleavage. The woman's choice of shoes were no more sensible as she had taken to wearing gaudy high heels that were never less than 4 inches high. These days it wasn’t rare to see Stephanie prancing around campus looking like a horny teenager's wet dream of a college girl. 

Gazing out into the hallway Alexis could see that today’s outfit was no less slutty than usual. Stephanie wore what looked like a gross interpretation of a schoolgirl. A tight white blouse that looked like it was a size too small for her with the top 3 buttons undone showing hints of the lacy red bra she wore underneath. Today’s skirt was a short red plaid mini that showed off long taut legs adorned in white knee socks and sleek black high heels. Both her makeup and hair were flawlessly done. Lips glistened from a coat of freshly applied pink lip gloss and her choice of eyeshadow gave a sultry look to her pretty face. Alexis hated to say it, but she really did look like whore. 

“So like anyways I just wanna really thank you for letting me take part in your study professor. The experiment has been super fun and I've noticed a huge increase in my test scores.” Stephine said, beaming a bright smile and doe eyes to the professor.  

“It was my pleasure, Stephine. I must say you've been a wonderful subject and an absolute pleasure to work with. Thanks to your hard work and dedication I've collected more than enough data to refine the project for the next go round.” said Professor Emerson. His eyes thoroughly examined the scantily clad co-ed in front of him.   

“Aw thanks but really, I've got a lot more out of this program than I ever expected. I've been scoring so high in my other classes my professors are asking if I would consider being a TA next semester and it's all thanks to you. If there's anything I can do for you let me know.” The scantily clad brunette asked while flashing the professor a sparkly eyed wink.   

“Well as a matter of fact there is. My usual student assistant is out, and I planned to go over some important findings today with the dean. Could you stop by her office later? I could really use someone to take dictation.”

“Oh of course, professor. I'm like really good at taking dictation.” Stephine practically purred in response. 

The two finished their chat and Stephanie turned to walk away. Alexis couldn’t help but notice the exaggerated swagger the girl put into her walk as she strutted down the hall. Her pert miniskirted ass swayed back and forth and as one long leg was placed in front of the other. Professor Emerson shot a quick glance to admire the erotic sight before heading into the room. 

Alexis immediately suspected that the two might have something going on, not that she was going to say anything. If her professor truly was a creep then she might be able to use that to her advantage. Threatening your professor with sexual coercion was probably enough for them to give you an A for the semester and any other classes she might take with him. Alexis was a little worried about what Stephine could be getting herself into but for now she had to take care of herself. 

“Sorry about the wait Alexis.” Professor Emerson said as he sat his things on the desk.

“It's fine Professor” Alexis replied, “So how exactly does this subliminal learning project work?”

“Oh, it’s simple really, in a moment I'll start up a program on my laptop and you'll see an image that will slowly change colors along with hearing some soft music that’ll play in the background. Once you're exposed to this combination of stimuli for a prolonged period of time you will be placed in a relaxed state known as a trance. When you're in a trance you'll find your subconscious mind brought to the forefront where you will be simultaneously aware and unaware of your surroundings. Once you've reached that state the program will begin reciting pieces of information and while your conscious mind is relaxed your subconscious will take in the details for you. If everything goes well you won't remember hearing what was said but you'll be able to recall the information instantly.”

“I see so it's kinda like those dream tapes people listen to when they’re sleeping. I’ll take a nap and then wake knowing everything that was on the tape?”

“Why that's absolutely correct and honestly a much better analogue than I thought of. I’ll be using that from now on” Emerson let out a light chuckle. He grabbed his laptop and hit the power button the sound of the fan filling the room.  

“But professor, those tapes are well…flaky at best. Believe me I’ve tried studying in my sleep before and I can say from personal experience the results aren’t great.”

“Well that’s exactly why we are conducting this little experiment to see if the technology can be improved.” Professor Emerson spun the laptop back around towards Alexis. The screen was dark except for a small spiral icon with word play written above it. He handed Alexis a pair of earbuds and gestured for her to put them in her ear. Alexis took them and placed each bud in her ear.

“Alright you can hit play and just relax. I’ll be grading quizzes from another class of mine. By the time I’m done the experiment should be over. Oh, and one more thing. The goal of the experiment is for the subject to be able to recall the information at any time so I'll test you on what you’ve learned Monday afternoon.”

Alexis nodded and hit play on the laptop. The dark screen was now replaced with a pink and black spiral that slowly turned clockwise. A few seconds later Alexis started to hear a faint humming noise coming from the ear buds. It sounded like static crackling on a tv set but it was barely noticeable just above a whisper. Alexis focused on the spiral as it spun rhythmically on the screen and tried her best to tune out the humming. In a way she was reminded of those old cartoons she used to watch where the heroes got mind controlled by the villains. The heroes were always lured into a trap and forced to look at a pretty spiral as it sapped away their will. 
Alexis nearly let out a laugh at the thought of her professor brainwashing her. There was no way something like that could ever happen in real life. 

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Alexis's eyes rapidly blinked open as she raised her head from the desk. She saw the laptop screen completely dark again and her professor was reclined in his chair strolling through his phone. The large stack of papers he had on his desk was nowhere to be seen. 

“So Alexis, how do you feel?” The professor said.

“I…um feel good. Like I just had a really good nap. Is the experiment over?” 

“Yes, it is we're done for the day.”

“Really. Weird it only felt like only a few minutes have passed.

“Actually, it’s been an hour and 30 minutes.”

“ What!” Alexis was taken aback at that. A quick glance at the clock on the wall confirmed that he was right. 

“Don’t be alarmed the truth is you’re a natural when it comes to entering a trance. Within minutes of watching the program you entered the trance state. You’re a marvelous subject and based on what I just witnessed you’ll produce the best results out of the testing group.”  

“I see well ah thanks. So do I meet here for the quiz on Monday or…?”

“Nah, we'll meet at the lecture room in the chem lab. You and several others will take the quiz and then we’ll talk about the results. 

“Alright well thanks professor I’d better get going. See ya later.”

“See ya Alexis.”

Alexis gathered things and made her way out of the room. As she crossed the doorway her professor called back to her.

“Quarter time.”

At that moment Alexis noticed something on the ground. It looked like a quarter. Alexis didn’t know why but she wanted to pick it up. Without thinking she bent over at the waist instead of the knee like usual and reached for the quarter. When touched the ground she froze completely still. The young woman was unmoving, unthinking, and unfeeling. 

Emerson stood up from his seat and slowly walked towards Alexis frozen statuesque body.  Without warning he grabbed the edges of Alexis skirt and flipped it up. The college girl’s toned rear was now on full display shielded only by a pair of powder blue panties. Emerson took a moment to admire the fine ass in front of him. He gently rubbed it and gave it a few squeezes. Alexis, despite the situation did not react in the slightest. After snapping a few pictures Emerson returned back to his seat and bent down to look in his drawers. 

“False quarter.” 

Upon closer inspection Alexis found there was nothing there. In her confusion it dawned on her that the short skirt she was wearing had ridden up her legs. She quickly stood back up frightened at the thought of accidentally flashing her professor. Luckily, when she turned around her professor was searching through the desk drawers for something. Alexis, flustered and not wanting to think about what could have happened, quickly took off. 

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Emerson sat in the dean's office. He was reclined in a plush chair with his pants folded neatly beside him on the floor. Kneeling In front of him was Stephanie whose lips were currently sliding up and down his penis. Emerson’s hands played with pretty brunette’s hair as she gave long slow licks to every inch of his cock. 

Accompanying them was another woman. She wore a sleek black pantsuit and brown flats. Her dirty blond hair was tied into a neat bun. She was pacing back and forth around the office, a look of worry etched on to her face. The woman was Dean Rivers, head of the school and chief authority on campus. The woman broke her stride to glare at the man getting his cock sucked in her office. It wasn’t so much the risk of them getting caught that bothered her staff and faculty were more than eager to leave once classes were done. It was simply vulgar how he decided to do this in front of her. The man lacked any sense of shame or decency. 

“Does she really need to be here Emerson?” The Dean asked. A hint of venom in her voice

“Yes, Dean Rivers I had to show you how much progress I’ve made as well as take a moment to enjoy the fruits of my labor.” Emerson replied.  

The dean let out a loud sigh “When I agreed to hire you, I knew you would do some… unethical things with the students but I wasn’t expecting this shameless display.” 

“Well, what did you think I was going to do with a gorgeous college girl completely under my control? I mean look at this.” Emerson reached out and grabbed the frilly edge of stephine skirt. Without hesitation he yanked it up revealing Stephine firm peach shaped ass clad only in a red lacy panty.

Dean Rivers, while still upset, admired the girls tantalizing rear. She’d make note to schedule a private meeting with Stephanie later.  

“Having your way with her is one thing but doing it hear of all places and the outfit is just ridiculous. Does she really need to be tarted up like that?”

“Yes, it’s necessary.”

That caught the dean’s attention. She thought she knew all about the program’s applications, but she wasn’t aware of any clothing requirements. 
  
“Why so? Does the outfit have some effect on her programming?”

Emerson flashed a wide smile. 
 
“Nah but the whole dress like a slut thing really does it for me.”

“Emerson!” The dean snarled “Take this seriously!”

“I am taking this seriously; I'm just… having a little fun on the side.” 

The dean shot the bottomless man a menacing scowl. His nonchalant attitude was not appreciated. 

“Look I get it this was once a prestigious women's college but now it’s turning into a damn party school. Academic performance is at an all-time low and you might lose your funding.  I understand how important this is to you Dean Rivers and believe me I don’t want to lose my job. Which is why agreed to help you by brainwash the fine ladies of this institution into being smarter and more studious.”

“Well, I’m glad we’re on the same page as far as goals are concerned but in case, you’re not aware students spontaneously dressing like they belong at the red light district is something that would draw serious attention!” 

“College girls change their style all the time besides, I planned for that. They’ll dress appropriately if they absolutely have to.” 

“They shouldn’t have that kind of programming because you shouldn’t have done it in the first place.” The dean replied.

“Hey, I fulfilled your request to the letter. This girl was c average student a month ago and now she is top of her class. So, what if I threw in a few minor adjustments like making her talk like a valley girl and wanting to dress slutty. So, what If she likes miniskirts, makeup, and skimpy underwear now. It’s no big deal.”

“I swear to God Emerson if this gets out, I’ll castrate you!” The Dean snarled. “I have worked too hard and too long to get where I am, and I will not let your horniness ruin me.”

“Wow, you need to relax. Hey, you wanna try this.” Emerson said gesturing towards the gorgeous girl between his legs. “I had her try out this new lip gloss and right now her lips feel amazing on my cock. Bet they’d feel pretty good on your pussy too. “

The dean slowly clasped her hands onto her face and began to ponder just how she got herself into this mess. She couldn’t believe she let this mind control fetishist talk her into his scheme. 

“Aw don’t be like that Rivers. Hey Stephanie.”  Snap 

The pretty college girl ceased her actions and slowly slid her delicate lips off her professor’s member. Her pouty lips made a pop as she came off his cock and lifted her head up to meet the man that owned her. Her sparkling blue eyes made contact with Emersons lustful gaze. 

“Yes master.” Stephanie spoke in a silky voice. Her lips curved into a wide smile that radiated both submission and devotion. 

“Do you like women?”
 
“Oh no master. I love stiff cocks especially yours.”  Stephanie’s eyes flicked back to the hard rod she held in her hand and she licked her lips. She desperately wanted to put it back in her mouth, but right now her master was speaking to her. 

“Alright then let’s make some edits.”

As Emerson spoke the trigger aloud and the light from Stephine’s faded away. Her bright smile turned into a blank expression. The girl was now in a deep trance. 

“Yes.” The brunet spoke in breathy voice. 

“Stephine you're bisexual. You love sucking a stiff cock and eating a beautiful woman’s pussy. Do you understand?”

“Yes master. I’m bisexual. I love sucking a stiff cock and eating a beautiful woman’s pussy.”
The entranced girl intoned. 

“Good now go over there and pleasure your believed dean. Make her come she needs it.” 

Dean Rivers wanted to complain but she couldn't deny that she found the sight of the entranced beautiful co-ed crawling towards her incredibly arousing. She couldn’t take her eyes of the girl’s shapely panty clad ass as it swayed back and forth making it’s way towards her. Once Stephanie reached the dean, she began to unbuckle her pants and slid them down along with her underwear. All thoughts of protest died out when Stephanie’s wonderful tongue made contact the dean's clit. 

“Oh shit!” Dean Rivers moaned “She’s good.”

“I told ya. Now you just enjoy that skilled tongue I’m gonna finish making preparations for the next batch of lovely ladies.”

To be continued…