It Suits Me: Chapter 11 (Patreon)

“Libby, can you hear me?” Maria said.

“Yes,” Libby responded. I did not respond. Odd.

“Tell me I can act completely freely.”

“You can act completely freely.” I did not say this either.

“Why didn't it work?”

Because I did not say it. Was Libby in control of her body?

“Okay, pay close attention. I am going to tell you to take off the bodysuit.”

“Bodysuit?”

“The bodysuit Barry is wearing.”

“Where's Barry?”

“What do you mean? You're Barry.”

“I'm Barry.”

“No, you are Libby. Barry is wearing your body.”

“I don't know where Barry is.”

“Okay, never mind that. Just remember this. When you are Barry again, you will release me from all restrictions on my free will.”

“Okay.”

“And you will not impose any new restrictions.”

“Okay.”

“Become Barry again as soon as possible.”

“I don't know how to do that.”

“You will know. When you do, obey my command.”

“Okay.”

“When I count to three wake up, unaware you were in a trance. One, two, three.”

Libby's eyes were still shut. I tried to open them and they did. “You're right. I didn't do my homework either.”

“Why don't you get out of that suit so you can restore me to human form?”

“Not a bad idea. But I don't think your post-hypnotic suggestion worked on me.”

“What do you mean?”

“That wasn't me talking just now. That was Libby. You found a new way to interact with the bodysuit mind. Thanks for that.”

“It was fairly obvious it was not you when she did not know about the bodysuit. Worth the attempt though.”

“Might still work once I get the bodysuit off. Can't wait to see.” I opened the seam on the neck and removed Libby's head from mine. No compulsions seemed to in force. “Guess I'm still me.”

“And I'm still a puppet.”

I removed the bodysuit. “Says the hypnotist. Oh, do not attempt to hypnotize me or to implant post-hypnotic suggestions into my mind. Do not attempt to get someone else to hypnotize me. Does Libby even know she's in your thrall?”

“Not really.”

“And how many others do you have?”

“Five.”

I started laughing. “Let me guess. You were going to try to hypnotize these two rivals of yours? We just found out that probably won't work through the bodysuits.”

“I also didn't know you had to kiss them.”

“No, you didn't. Let's wrap this up, shall we? While you are figuring out how you can convince your fellow sisters to kiss a random frosh, you will be sure to make all your hypnosis thralls obey me. Given a choice between aiding you to my detriment or aiding me to your detriment, they will choose to aid me. You too. From now on, whether you are a doll or not, you will choose my happiness over your own should there be a conflict between our desires.”

“You don't trust me?”

“Would you?”

“No. I'm grasping at straws here.”

“Well, I would prefer if you didn't. We can get along greatly if you didn't try to escape me.”

“You didn't command me to stop.”

“Of course not. I don't want to turn you into an idiot who constantly has to ask me whether she should wipe her ass. I'm still going to help you. Remember that before you plot against me.”

“That's entirely too reasonable.”

“I'm nice. I can't help it.” I said. “Tell me truthfully, completely, and without guile have I left you any openings to escape my control.”

“I don't think so.”

“You will tell me if you think of something I've omitted to allow your escape as soon as you discretely can. You will not enact those ideas before telling me about them.”

“Wow. You are paranoid.”

“Maybe. I know you will plot against me.”

“I don't know any more. I'm beginning to like you. And it may be that I'm a doll at the moment but I'm very interested in having sex with you.”

I removed the body suit of Libby and said, “Follow me.” I went into my bedroom and got in bed. “You are wearing too many clothes for what I have in mind.”

“Tell me to disrobe.”

“Do a striptease.”

“So cliché,” she said as she started dancing to unheard music. Rubbing her hands on her body, slowly unbuttoning her shirt. For someone who probably did not want to do this, she was giving it her all. She spent a good fifteen minutes removing a shirt, a skirt, shoes, hosiery, and a pair of panties. By the time she climbed on top of me, I was ready and since she was a doll, I did not need to worry about whether she was ready. She talked the whole time, calling herself my doll, my fuck toy, kowtowing to my greatness for owning her. It was a little off-putting because it was actually true. She was not stroking my ego if she was actually a doll belonging to me.

When I came, she cried out in her own orgasm. Have I described the way the girls' bodies ripple as they transform from doll to human? It is a sight to behold. Their matte skin is immediately sheathed in sweat. The scream is delayed by a second or two as they first have to gasp air into empty lungs. We did not stop immediately, to my surprise but I was not going to stop this train. Human now, she was even more attentive, more empathetic. I was surprised by that. I expected her to be perfunctory in bed but apparently she liked sex.

Time passed as we lay in bed silently. “How do you feel?”

“I can't believe I'm saying this but I want to do that again.”

“The sex part or the doll part.”

“Both,” she said boldly. “That was beyond amazing.”

“It's too bad I can't ever experience that.”

“I lament for you.”

“Thanks.”

She sat up. “What time is it? People will wonder where I am if it gets too late.”

I pointed where my clock sat.

“Quarter past eleven! I've got to go.”

“What about Libby?”

“Can you restore her quickly?”

“Takes ten to fifteen minutes. She basically has to be reinflated.”

“Like a balloon? Show me.” She left the room and came back with the bodysuit.

“Watch carefully.” I reattached the head and pulled the inflation value out from under the neck flap. “Here you go.”

She was going to protest, I think. Instead, she said, “Fine.” She started blowing Libby up. When I told her it was enough she put the stopper into the valve and handed me Libby.

“Now what happens?”

“Now we get dressed unless you want her to see us both naked. Also, after blowing someone back up, it's usually a good idea to dress them before reviving them.”

Shortly, we were all dressed and Libby was human again. “That was cool. Was I unconscious for long?”

“About an hour I think,” I said.

She shuddered, “That is even cooler. You can wear me any time.”

“Arctic Armadillo,” said Maria. She was watching me as she said it. I admit. I felt something but Libby was out and Maria looked at me deflated. I smiled and after she smiled back she gave Libby the orders I asked her to give. It took five or ten minutes of repeating the order and making sure Libby understood all the parameters of the order.

When she was awake again, Libby was looking at me like she belonged to me.

“Well, ladies. It's been a fun evening.”

“Yes, it has,” Maria said. “Let's go Libby.”

“One last thing,” I said. “When you get a chance, email or text me a list of people in your inner circle I should know.”

“I will.”

“B-bye,” Libby said.

I closed the outer door behind them and sagged against it. I might have done a little dance. I went back to my bedroom and opened the closet door. Standing at attention, eyes closed was Amy or Maidbot. “Did you hear any of that?”

She did not respond.

“Maidbot,” I said.

Amy's eyes opened and she turned her head to look at me, “Maidbot ready.”

“Did you hear any of what just happened in here?”

“I was offline since 8:30, as instructed. I am in need of charging. There is no charge port in the closet.”

There was a knock on the outer door of the dorm room.

“Go recharge for the night.” I said closing the bedroom door. At the outer door was Libby.

“Hi, can I come in?” Libby said looking up and down the hallway.

“Did you forget something?”

She stepped in. “I need a favor from you.”

“Oh?”

“I enjoyed being worn so much I wanted to thank you by giving you something equally intimate.”

“Such as?”

She leaned in close and whispered in my ear, “I want to suck you cock.” Her hand brushed against my pants.

“Seriously?” I said as innocently as I could. “Did Maria tell you to say that?”

“She told me what happened and I want to know if was as incredible as she said.”

“I forgot to tell her not to talk about that part of it.”

She just nodded and put the tip of her finger in her mouth and ran it around her lips.

I sat down on the sofa. “Right here.”

She swooped in and pressed her breasts against my legs, her arm raised my shirt up and she licked me from sternum to belly button. I was getting hard whether I wanted to or not. Once she really got started she encouraged me to hold her head and take control. I ranked her at the top above Amy and Maria. I could not believe I had a list of best jobbers to refer to.

When she froze, lips around my shaft, she also had a radiant look on her face. I sat back against the sofa catching my breath before I said, “Answer truthfully, completely, and without guile. Were you planning to spend the night?”

“I was hoping to seduce you.”

“How about I seduce you instead? Get up and follow me.”

I went back into the bedroom. “Maidbot, end program. You are Amy. Act and speak freely.”

“Is that Libby Titelbaum?”

“Yes and no. At the moment, it is fuck toy 2.”

“Does that mean I'm fuck toy 1?” Amy said with glee. She ran her hands over Libby's body. “Don't you love being touched, Libby?”

“Both of you, remove each other's clothing one at a time, silently, playfully.” In turn, they stripped the other naked. Looked like they were having fun doing it. When they were done, they continued to touch one another. “Good. Now go into Joel's bed and sixty-nine until I tell you to stop.” Their bodies mimed giggling like school girls silently as they left my room.

I went to sleep.