Warning:
This story contains fictional
lesbian-to-straight conversion
. However, this is
not a misogynistic story
.
Contributions:
Without the significant efforts of my editors (Griz T. Orc, TerrinX, and Sienna K.) and beta readers (Winston Knight, Dark Tzitzimine, and many others), this work would not have been possible. Thank you all!
Disclaimer:
All characters are at least eighteen years of age, or the age of majority, whichever is older. This story is entirely fictional, and I do not in any way condone what happens in it. This story does not imply anything related to dissociative identity disorder (DID), a tragically misunderstood condition. Do not reproduce this story on any other site. © Tessa ♥️
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Cold.
When Beth came to awareness, she first noticed the chilly air on her bare skin.
I'm naked?
The fact registered in her mind as vague memories started to resurface. Beth was about to shoot Katie, and then... her eyes opened slowly, and she found herself kneeling on the carpet. Naked.
What the fuck happened?
Bare legs were all she could see in front of her. She tilted her head up and saw a naked—and very pregnant—Katie grinning down at her. But something was different about her. Detached. Scary.
Instinct took over, and Beth stood up to run.
Or at least that's what she tried to do. She couldn't stand up. Her body wouldn't move.
A chill went down her spine.
"What the—?"
"Bitches don't stand," Katie chided. "Why would you think
you
could?"
Beth tried again to stand, but her body wouldn't obey her. She didn't know what was happening, but everything inside her told her that she needed to leave. To get away from Katie. So, she started to crawl away, and—
"Stop."
Her body automatically obeyed Katie's command, instantly stopping.
Beth shuddered, fear making the hair on her arms stand up. She had been right about Katie's hypnosis, or mind control powers, or
whatever
it was.
"You must be wondering what's going on," Katie smiled indulgently. "Here's what happened: You fucked up. And you'll be paying for that the rest of your life."
Beth's heart raced as Katie's smile turned evil, but she shook it off as fear made way for anger.
"What the fuck did I ever do to you?!" shouted Beth indignantly. "Yeah, I panicked. But you did something to me before that!"
"I was just going to make you straight for my husband to fuck, but you almost killed Alyssa and me, and I'm not going to let that slide. Soon, you'll
wish
you had gone to jail for two counts of attempted homicide; I have
much
worse planned for you."
All colors left Beth's face.
Wait...
"Husband?"
"Mhm! I'm straight now, thanks to my husband, John. I've made Alyssa—now Aly—straight too. You were going to be the next ex-lesbian for his harem, but I decided to keep you a lesbian. And you'll wish I hadn't."
Beth had a hard time processing what Katie said. There was too much to unpack.
"Speaking of Aly... Follow me, Bitch—That's your new name, by the way. Bitch."
Beth's thoughts and feelings were in turmoil as she automatically obeyed.
Beth felt awkward. Crawling on the floor felt uncomfortable.
Beth was cold. The room felt chilly on her naked body as she crawled after Katie.
Beth was furious. She wanted to scream.
Beth was indignant. She didn't deserve this fate.
Beth was humiliated. She had done pet play before, but never as the submissive.
Beth was aroused. She—
Wait.
What the fuck?
"Hey, Aly. I'm letting you use our new bitch first."
Beth looked up to see "Aly" sitting on a couch in what must be the living room. She was dressed down, only wearing a pink pair of sweatpants and a bra, revealing the bandaged wound on her upper arm.
Bandaged...
Beth's shot must have connected. She was glad that Aly didn't get seriously injured. Beth had been in a panic, and shot by reflex. It was surprising that she hadn't pulled the trigger prematurely while she was questioning Katie.
"Thank you, Mistress!" chirped Aly.
Wait.
Beth had been lost in thought. What was going on?
And did she call Katie "Mistress"?
"Please eat my pussy, Beth."
That wasn't so bad. Beth may have been dominant, and crawling was humiliating, but she still loved pussy. Plus, oral sex wasn't inherently submissive. After all, it could be used to control one's pleasure.
And to manipulate.
Beth crawled over to Aly willingly, hating the situation, but she had to grudgingly admit that the blonde bimbo she would pleasure was beautiful.
As she crawled, she noticed Aly's eyes looked different. They were somehow dimmer. One of her defining features had been the spark of intelligence that showed in her eyes.
Beth hated her for it, though. It was hard not to be jealous of the attractive woman who Katie spent all of her time with, even when Beth and Katie were dating.
She didn't know why Aly changed so much, but Beth felt a smug satisfaction about it that was only surpassed by her fear of the same happening to her.
Both "soulmates" had changed since Beth had last seen them.
Now beneath Aly, Beth pulled down her sweatpants, revealing no underwear. Her bald pussy looked beautiful and inviting.
Beth felt a rush of arousal at the sight. She looked forward to this silver lining in her terrible situation.
As she leaned forward to begin her task, a different feeling quickly eclipsed her arousal.
Nausea.
Beth flinched. She was still slightly aroused. That never seemed to go away. But it was nothing in comparison to the lesbian's repulsion of the idea of licking this beautiful woman's pussy.
That didn't make sense to Beth. Why would...
"I decided to keep you a lesbian. And you'll wish I hadn't."
Her widened in realization of what Katie must have meant.
Katie cackled, "Oh, you've figured it out! Yes, you're still a lesbian, but now the idea of lesbian sex grosses you out."
Beth's stomach clenched. Katie was right; Beth couldn't stand the thought. Maybe it would've been better if Katie had made her straight?
Fuck that! Beth will fight back. She'll learn to love it again.
"Fuck you, Katie!" shouted Beth indignantly.
"You will," the pregnant redhead smirked, "and you'll hate every second of it."
No. Beth will love it. She'll force herself to.
And wasn't Katie supposed to be straight?
"You look confused, so I'll explain. I'm straight, but that doesn't mean I'm repulsed by lesbian sex. It's as arousing as a wall or a chair, but it's not gross to me. But what
is
hot is putting you in your place, Bitch."
Great.
Despite Beth's attraction to women, she was, in a way, straighter than a straight girl.
"By the way, this doesn't excuse you from your task. From now on, you will obey Aly and John as you obey me."
"Thank you, Mistress!" Aly chirped and then turned to Beth. "Please lick my pussy."
Beth felt a mental weight behind Aly's command this time, so she had no choice but to obey.
A lesser woman would have balked, but Beth was strong. And stubborn.
As she began her oral task, she closed her eyes trying to avoid thinking about it. Instead, she tried to think of something else. Anything else.
Kelly.
Lick. Lap.
She didn't think about
sex
with Kelly—eww—but her sexy body. The way her smile brightened up the room, and even seemed to pierce Beth's notorious bad moods.
Lick. Lap.
Beth had convinced herself that she didn't feel anything for her gorgeous coworker and submissive playmate, because that way, she didn't have to deal with her fear of abandonment. Just like Katie and everyone else had abandoned her.
Lick. Lap.
But she had to admit that she
did
have some feelings for Kelly. The girl who was
absolutely coincidentally
a Katie lookalike may have been less intelligent than Katie, but she made Beth happy. Maybe Beth should have given her a chance to be closer. Maybe she should have—
Whispers.
Beth opened her eyes and looked up to see Katie whispering in Aly's ear. Although Aly seemed to lack her usual spark from when Beth had last seen her almost a year ago, now her face was utterly blank as she stared off into space.
Is that what someone looks like when they're hypnotized?
After a few seconds, Katie looked down to see Beth staring, winked, and walked away. That's when Aly regained her awareness, looked around, and spotted Beth.
Aly's usual absent smile warped into a scowl. "What are you staring at? Get the fuck back to work.
Now!
"
Her abrupt change in attitude was punctuated by grabbing a fistful of Beth's hair and pulling her back into her crotch.
"Mmph!" Beth's surprised gasp was muffled by the now-dominant bimbo's wet pussy.
Nausea returned. She needed to finish off Aly quickly so she could be done with it.
Beth closed her eyes again and escaped into thoughts of—
Smack!
"Stop that!" Aly scolded as she slapped Beth in the back of the head. "Quit slacking off, and look me in the eyes."
Katie giggled in approval of Aly as Beth picked up her pace with a cringe. Now having to look into Aly's eyes, Beth could no longer escape.
Fuck it.
Beth was strong. She could get through licking pussy, mind controlled or not.
Now determined, she attacked with gusto.
"Mmm, that's much better," Aly cooed, petting Beth. "Good bitch."
Beth's face flushed with embarrassment and anger from the bimbo's degrading "compliment."
After what seemed like an eternity, the bimbo's moans morphed into cries of pleasure.
"Yes, yes! You're making me cum!" Aly cried as she bucked her hips.
Beth's stomach clenched, but she fought through it and continued in earnest.
She was almost there.
"I'm cumming!" Aly screamed as she coated Beth's face in her juices.
"Good bitch," Aly panted and slouched back into the couch, her hand letting Beth's head go and resting on her side.
Beth felt the mental pull fade and immediately crawled backward to distance herself from Aly.
