I had to set a trap first though, one final test. I left the black frilly panties in your room on purpose to see if you would put them on, which you did. Not only that, but I noticed that my dildo was damp in my drawer when I got home. After you fell asleep, I checked under your pajamas and saw you had them on. Then, I took off your pajamas and took a few pictures of you. Those are right here.” She says, pointing down to the images of my ass in the moonlight in panties, and full body shots of me in just the panties.
Claire looks at me to see that I’m not passed out again. I’m still paying attention, a lot of confused emotions towards Claire and towards myself are building up inside me. “Well, then I made you breakfast. I wasn’t sure you’d eat it though, but I knew you would have coffee. I filled the coffee with the powder, a lot of it too. Fortunately, it tastes kinda sweet rather than disgusting. You downed so much of it I wasn’t sure you weren’t going to pass out and become a bimbo on your way to the lecture. Do you get it all now? When I got home, I could tell you’d used my dildo. It was slightly damp. When I saw you, I realized that the powder actually did work, your boobs were starting to fill out, and your hair was longer. Your voice was definitely higher, and you had hardly any feeling in your cock because whenever I touched it during the film you hardly noticed. But that’s all in the past now. Now, you’re mine, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” Claire means it, and she’s right, there’s nothing I can do. Oh fuck.
This story is the first in a several chapter story written by Adrianneanal. The other parts can be found on her page on Literotica.