Jen was still talking to herself trying to work out how things had changed so drastically when she saw Professor Taylor enter the barn. "That man has done something to both Mary and Bob Professor! We have to call the cops! Maybe it is those tablets."
"Jen, if we call the cops what would we tell them Bob has used mind control over them? The cops will think we are the ones nuts. The tablets are more than likely nothing more than sugar tablets that these sleazy salesmen types sell all the time for a variety of ailments," he said handing Jen the glass of water, "You must be thirsty from stewing out here over your friends."
"Yeah I guess the cops would never believe us," Jen said bringing the glass to her lips and took a healthy sip. She lightly licked her lips and looked questioningly at the glass and then to the professor, "This water tastes kind of funny."
"Really? I don't know it came straight from the tap," the professor hated himself for lying to Jen and worried that she could read it on his face, but he made up his mind that if this vile man could somehow get him the object of his dreams then it would be worth it.
Jen shrugged and downed the rest of the glass. "What did you and that pig talk about? We have to get him to tell us how he did ..." her voice trailed off as her body began to feel flushed all of the sudden. She subconsciously reached up and tugged lightly on her shirt as it began to feel confining. She undid the first button of her shirt and reached her hand in to scratch but ended up lightly massage her upper chest as she closed her eyes.
Her eyes flew open as she let the glass fall to the ground shattering. She looked to the professor with shock and horror. "You, how could you! You fucking bastard you helped him?"
"Jen, what are you talking about? What?" Professor Taylor said trying his best to act innocently as he was keenly observing the reactions of his student.
"The water you bastard! You gave me water that had those tablets in it. Straight from the tap my ass! " she said turning away from the professor as her body was quickly reacting to the tablet. Already her body was pleading with her to discard the itchy confining clothes, to feel the cool breeze on her naked skin. "I thought you were my friend," she now said more softly as her hands had already disregarded her mind and had undone the next three buttons and were quickly working on the rest as her bright pink bra came into view displaying her heaving boobs that screamed to get out.
"Jen, I had no idea! Bob gave me the water. It never occurred to me that he put them into the glass. I almost drank the water myself," he prayed that he sounded convincing as he started to become worried that she would go to the cops and he had now implicated himself in whatever bullshit Bob was doing. He went to Jen who had retreated to the back of the barn. She had by now her shirt completely unbuttoned and unbuckled her pants with a hand inside rubbing her crotch stoking the fire burning inside her.. "Jen are you okay?" the Professor asked cautiously approaching her.
All Jen could do was softly grunt as her hand slipped under her panties to her smoldering pussy and began to lightly massage her clit. Finally aware of Professor Taylor in front of her she managed to speak, "Do I look okay to you?" At seeing the professor move to her she added, "Please stay away from me!" not wanting to exacerbate her situation any further.
"Don't be silly Jen. We need to get you out of here," the professor said as he reached down and pulled Jen up to him. At the touch of his hands upon her skin, it sent pleasurable sensations done through her body and she slipped a finger into her pussy causing her to let out a moan of delight. Her eyes flashed of vulnerability when she felt the Professor's stiffening dick bump against her as he held her.
"You did this to me," she whispered as her free hand roamed over his chest. Though the professor's body was far from muscular, he was not out of shape either. To be touching any man's body at this moment, sent another thrill through her own body. Her free hand started to tug at his shirt and once free slid her hand underneath to feel his bare skin. "How could you do this to me? To make me like them?" she asked as her fingers ran through his chest hair.
"I, I had no choice Jen. You have no idea how much I have wanted you," he said while one part of him felt the creep for forcing this upon Jen, the other part of him was already thinking of the many deviant things to have her do to him.
"Please, don't do this Harold," she whimpered as he slipped his hands inside her shirt, feeling her breasts through her bra. At the mention of his name though he removed his hands from her and stepped back.
"There is nothing I can do. You have already taken the drug. I don't even know if there is an antidote," he said moving back to her as she tried to back away from him but found herself already against the back of the barn.
She inhaled as he boldly grabbed her hand buried in her crotch and brought it to his mouth sucking her cream off each finger. She reached out with her other hand and yearningly massaged his cock through his pants. It took all her mental effort to say, "If you take me away from here right now, I am yours willingly."
"I, I can have you know," the professor said tracing his finger around the curvature of her bra.
Pushing aside the incredible urge to strip him naked and fuck him feverously like her body demanded, she managed to say in her best convincing voice, "Yes, but wouldn't you rather have me willingly than like those in the house? To have me truly want to be with you?"
"You would want me?" the professor questioned.
She knew he was naΓ―ve and especially with women, which was in part why she took his classes as she could easily talk him out of any bad grade she might have deserved. Toying with men's emotions and minds was something Jen had been doing since puberty and now as an adult she was a master at it, and it gave her she hoped a way out of this nightmare now.
"Yes, have you not ever wondered why I chose every course you taught? I knew if I did anything, if you rejected me, that I would have been expelled," she pleaded giving the professor a sad pleading and yet innocent look that worked wonders with her boyfriend to get him to do something he would otherwise have not done. At the same time she started to massage his rigid dick with more purpose adding, "Now though I now you want me too."
"A moment ago you, you. How can I believe you?" he asked but desperately wanting to believe that this gorgeous creature wanted him as much as he wanted her. And if true what she said, he cursed himself for not realizing it sooner and subjecting them both to Bob's sick perversions.