Gwen wasn't sure how long she had been out, but she awoke to find herself alone on the bed. She was completely strapped down again. "Jessica?"
"You said it was shots, right?" Jessica asked. She was standing somewhere behind Gwen, and Gwen could hear her rummaging through a cabinet.
"What?"
"The way he made my titties big?"
"Umm, yeah... some kind of shots." Gwen was still warm and comfortable from the lovemaking. She blinked hard. Lovemaking... it all rushed back to her.
She had done... things. With Jessica. "Oh, my God."
"Oh, here we go," Jessica said.
Gwen heard glass bottles tinkling together.
Jessica giggled. "Slutifier? Booty-max? Mega-sensitizer? These names are so funny."
She stepped in front of Gwen with a bottle of red liquid in one hand a syringe in the other. "Titty Grow." She erupted in giggles.
Gwen's eyes grew wide as she realized Jessica's intentions. "No!"
Jessica rolled her eyes. "We can't play properly until you have big milky titties like mine, stop being a pussy."
Jessica studied the bottle. "It says: increases bust size by one cup size per CC. Inject through nipple to a minimum depth of two inches. Growth rate equals one cup size per hour." Jessica frowned. "Reduces IQ significantly in higher dosages." She looked at Gwen quizzically, "Gee, do you think I'm dumber?"
"Jessica, please don't..."
Jessica rolled her eyes. "Okay let's see: you got little B cup titties, and we need to get you to a J cup." She bit her lower lip and looked deep in thought. "Booby sizes go: A, B, C, D, DD, DDD, G, H, I, J." She counted on her fingers at each size. "That makes ten CC's. And, you're already a B, so that's A and B." She held up two fingers. "And, ten plus two is twelve. Twelve CCs per titty!"
"No! No! Jessica, that's not right! You counted wrong. It's only eight CCs. You're going to make me four sizes too big!" An N cup?! Was that even possible? Was J even possible for her?
Jessica cocked her hips and smirked. "Ha, ha, nice try, slut. But, I can still do math. I'm not that dumb." She drew the red liquid into the syringe.
Gwen screamed.
"This is for your own good, Gushing Gash Gwen... Hmm, I like that name. Maybe that's what he'll name you." She depressed the plunger and shot a tiny stream of Titty Grow into the air. "He hasn't named me yet."
She leaned over Gwen. "I won't lie. I think this is gonna hurt like a motherfucker."
"Jiggly Jugs Jessica!" Alex called from the stairs. "What are you doing?"
Jessica froze and hid the syringe behind her back. "Nothin'."
Gwen couldn't believe she was happy to see Alex. He was wearing his overalls but the shirt was gone. She saw his bare muscles rippling as he walked across the floor.
Her eyes immediately went to the dark stain growing down the left leg of the overalls.
"Nothing, huh? Give it to me," Alex said. He held out his hand.
Jessica pouted like a child caught with her hand in a cookie jar. "We were only playing. Weren't we, Gwen?" She handed Alex the syringe.
Alex smiled at Gwen. "Oh, I can see you've been playing. Gwen is soaked in Ambrosia."
"
Gushing Gash
Gwen," Jessica said.
"No. Just Gwen. For now."
Gwen gazed intently at the wet spot on his overalls. She licked her lips involuntarily.
Alex winked at her. "Later, darling." He held up the syringe. "Twelve CCs? That would make you an N cup." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "We have specialty whores with N cups. They spend all their time on their backs... literally."
Jessica bit her lower lip. "Oopsy."
"Yes, oopsy. You almost ruined my favorite slut. We don't have a way to reduce breast size without surgery. You've been very bad."
"You want to spank me?" Jessica asked and started to wiggle her chest and ass.
"Not right now. For now," he pointed across the room. "Go stand in the corner and think about what a bad girl you've been."
Jessica lowered her eyes and walked away. "Yes, Master."
He shook his head. "I'm not your master. Someone will claim you in Havana."
Jessica stopped in her tracks. "Wait! Jiggly Jugs Jessica! You named me!" She came running back on the ridiculous heels. She leaped into Alex's arms.
He caught her and pulled her close in a long soul kiss.
Gwen watched as his hand dropped to her buttocks. He slid a finger between her legs and penetrated her.
And, Gwen felt angry.
She felt jealous.
Why was this... dumb cunt getting fondled? Why was Jessica getting a name while she was still just plain old Gwen?
Alex caught her glaring at him. He nodded knowingly.
What's wrong with me?
Gwen thought. How could she be jealous of her abductor's attention? The Ambrosia, it had to be the Ambrosia. It was all over her and clouding her thoughts. Everything was upside down and backwards.
Alex slapped Jessica's ass. "Now, you go to that corner like I told you."
Jessica walked backward wiggling her breasts. "Jiggly Jugs Jessica hears and obeys, Mas..."
He looked at her sharply.
"Alex. Just Alex," Jessica corrected herself.
Alex watched her walk away.
Gwen gritted her teeth, he was staring at the slut. He wanted her.
Alex sat down on the bed beside Gwen. "Did you have fun this morning?"
She turned her head away. "I was forced against my will."
He turned her chin to face him. "That wasn't what I asked."
She glared at him defiantly. "No. I did not have fun."
He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I watched it all on the cameras. You loved it, you fucking slut."
She looked at him in horror.
"And, these cameras? They feed directly to Havana. To the street in Havana. Millions of people watched you having your first lesbian experience. It got nine stars on the jerk-off meter."
Gwen gasped. "No! No, tell me you're lying."
He gripped the back of her hair. "Now, listen to me. You belong to me. You belong to the church. You are property, Gwen. You're going to come out of this on the other side as a whore. It's up to you how much of your brain is left when you get there." He pointed toward Jessica.
She was standing in the corner with her back turned, furiously massaging her clit.
"Jessica came out of this with about half her brain, which is pretty good all things considered." He released her hair and caressed her face. "You could come out of this intact if you just embrace it."
She was breathing hard, which had the unfortunate effect of drawing in his pheromones and making her want him. She was growing wetter. "Fuck you."
Alex laughed. "Still feisty. I like that." He held up the syringe. "Twelve CCs." He shook his head. "Still, you did try to interfere in Jessica's programming last night."
"What?!"
He looked at her severely. "There are repercussions for every transgression, Gwen."
He depressed the plunger on the syringe and sent a CC of Titty Grow into the air. "M cup. Do you agree you did something wrong by trying to interfere last night?" He put the needle against the tip of her nipple and held it there.
Gwen was hyperventilating. "Y... Yes, I shouldn't have interfered. I won't ever interfere again."
He smiled and held the needle vertical again. "That's good, Gwen. Very good." He squeezed out another CC. "L cup. Did you enjoy what Jessica did to you this morning?" He put the needle against her nipple again.
"N... No."
The needle pricked her skin.
"Aiggh! Please don't. Yes! Yes! I liked it." She burst into tears. "Oh, God help me. I loved it. I wanted it. I wanted her. Please, don't make me say anymore. It was wrong."
He pulled the needle away and hugged her. "It's okay, Gwen. Shh. There's nothing wrong with what you felt. You'll understand soon." He held the needle up and squeezed out another CC. He sat up.
"K cup. Tell me you love me. Tell me you wanted to scream when you saw me kiss Jessica. Tell me you'll renounce your faith and commit yourself to the church. Tell me now." He held the needle against her nipple.
"I... No. I can't do..."
He drove the needle into her nipple and deep into her breast. He pressed the plunger.
"No! Please, don't!" It burned like fire.
"Repercussions, Gwen. I warned you."
She screamed as the syringe emptied.
"Why? Why did you do that to me?" She whispered as he pulled the needle out.
He stood up and walked out of sight. "Because you belong to me, and I wanted to."
He returned with a second syringe of Titty Grow. "Can't have you lopsided, now can we?"
Gwen closed her eyes.
At least he sedated me for the other shots
, Gwen thought.
He detailed all the modifications when she woke up. He said he had done everything to her that he had done to Jessica, with the exception of the cervix dilation and the pink goo - her hymen was in the way, and he was looking forward to deflowering her.
Her clit and her asshole were throbbing, the effects of the Mega-Sensitizer, and, no doubt, the Slutifier shot that she could almost feel reforming her ovary.
She couldn't stop thinking about sex.
But, her mind was intact - no needles to the brain yet. And, Alex told her if she was a
good little slut
, there would be no need for the needles at all.
She stood naked on the floor with her back against a pipe, her wrists manacled above her head. She balanced on "Slut Trainer Heels" - six inch stilettos with a severe arch.
Her feet felt like they were locked in a vice. The shots in her legs were bending her feet, and soon she would need the crazy eight inch heels Jessica danced in so gracefully.
