It Suits Me: Chapter 15 (Patreon)

I left the three of them orders to have some fun together before getting dressed and going to my dorm room around seven o'clock. I went to Jessica's dorm to talk to her. I did not know if I had given her enough space yet. Again, she did not answer when I knocked on her door. I tried calling her but her phone went straight to voicemail. I was getting worried.

I stopped by the cafeteria for dinner and ended up eating alone. Everyone I hung out with was either off campus, a doll, or unavailable.

I was walking back to my dorm room when I was confronted by identical twins wearing identical outfits: Delta Ep polo shirts buttoned up to the top, purple denim, knee-length pencil skirts, calf high white socks, and black patent leather shoes with a chunky heel. Both had wavy, long, blond hair. “We've been look all over for you,” said one of them.

“You're Buffy and Abby?”

“Yes,” they said in unison. One continued, “Where have you been hiding?”

“We've searched everywhere,” said the other.

“I'm here now. Follow me to my dorm room.” They hook their arms onto mine and we walked the rest of the way to my room. We made small talk as we walked. I discovered the one on my right was Buffy, on the left was Abby.

As I opened my dorm room, Abby gasped and Buffy said, “Oh my.”

Joel was lying face down on the floor in front of the closed door to my room, naked from the waist down. Parts of his skin glistened. His t-shirt was torn. He was asleep.

“Joel!” I barked.

“Huh?” He grunted.

I threw a couch pillow at him. “What the fuck?”

“Oh, god, Barry,” he started to roll over but stopped. “I heard noises in your room and walked in. They grabbed me. It was... awesome. But I needed a break. They just would not stop. I barely escaped.” He took the pillow and covered himself before standing. “Fuck. The Goldbergs?” he said spotting the twins. “Don't you have enough already?”

“Just shut up and go into your room and don't investigate weird sounds in my room any more.”

“Fine, fine, you don't have to tell me twice.” And he backed into his bedroom and closed the door. The lock could be heard being turned.

“Sorry about that,” I said, pointing to the sofa.

Abby, I think, said, “I don't remember the Freshman dorm being so exciting.” The two of them moved over to the sofa and sat down in unison, crossing their left legs over the right at the same time, presumably they practiced this. Buffy said, “Do you know what he was babbling about?”

I sat on the chair missing its cushion. “Mostly. It's why I assume you girls are here. What did Maria tell you?”

The girls looked at one another. Abby said, “She said you were doing her a solid.” Buffy said, “And as reward we should make you happy.”

“That's it?”

“That's all.” They said.

I shook my head. “What do you know about the doll at Kappa Xi Epsilon?”

“Oo, is it true it's actually Sandra Farolli?” “It looks just like her.” “Is it true you did that to her?” “Can you do that to us?” “Can you do it to Buffy? She thinks that cool.” “You would love it, too. You just won't admit it.” “Speak for yourself.” “If you won't speak for you, I will.”

“Girls.” I said firmly, cutting off their rapid fire exchange. They looked at me expectantly. “Yes, it is Sandra. Yes, I did it. Yes, I can do it to either or both of you. In fact, that's what Maria was expecting.”

“I wish she had told us.” “I don't like surprises.” “She's always trying to trick people.”

“Well, she also probably didn't tell you that after a blow job, you would be turned into sex dolls.”

“That's why she wanted us to blow you?” “Well, let's get started.” “Are you serious?” “You know I am. I'll go first.” Buffy started taking her clothes off. She was not wearing underwear.

“I was going to make sure you consented but if you are so eager...” She knelt down in front of me and took in my rising cock.

Abby stood up and walked toward my bedroom door. “What was so exciting about this room?”

“Open the door and find out,” I said.

She opened the door and her jaw would have hit the floor if it were not attached. “Shouldn't your dick hurt after so much sex?” She said. “How many dolls have you made?”

“Sandra, Amy, Maya, Maria, Libby, Laura, Ken, Roxie, Sophia, Diana, Buffy, and soon you. So eleven or twelve. And I have find Prentice still.”

“Ahh,” Abby jumped back. “They tried to pull me in.”

“That is odd. I didn't tell them to do that.”

Buffy paused and said, “If you are going to distract him, do it sexily, please.”

“Fine.” Abby said and she started doing a striptease. It had been a while since I had seen normal breasts up close in my face.

Within minutes I said, “I'm about to.”

Buffy redoubled her efforts and soon she was turned into a doll. “Don't swallow it all,” I said. “Sit back.”

Abby ran her hands in front of Buffy's polyvinyl face. “She really is a doll.”

“If you really are worried about saving my dick from a friction burn, you can take my cum from her mouth into yours to become a doll.”

“Could you bottle that stuff up and turn people into your playthings remotely?”

“I would never do that. And I don't know how fresh it needs to be in order to work. Heck, I don't know how it works at all.”

“What if I don't want to be a doll?”

“That is your choice. But you would be breaking Maria's deal. And I'd have to figure out something to do with you before tomorrow's vote.”

“Okay,” she said kneeling down. “But I'll do this myself. Tell her to swallow.”

“Do as your sister just said.”

There was a knock at the door. I got up to get the door. Abby was trying to find somewhere to hide. Buffy remained sitting back on her heels, motionless.

At the door were Diana, Roxie, and Sophia. “Hi, Abby. I see Buffy's ready,” Sophia said. The three of them immediately starting disrobing.

“Go in the bedroom and join the others. We'll be done shortly,” I said. “Buffy, go with them to the bedroom and join in the orgy.”

The four dolls went into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. Abby watched them go and close the door before getting up from behind the sofa. “You really control them.”

“Yes. Is that a problem?”

“I don't know. My sister writes these stories where the man with the deep brown eyes draws her down deep and takes control of her. If you just compelled her to go in that room and join in the orgy, she's in heaven. I just find it creepy.” She said as she knelt down in front of me and slowly started to bring me to a rise

“It is creepy,” I said. “I didn't ask to control people. Or to turn them into body suits.”

“What?” She said as she started to lick at my head. It was the slowest blow I had had and I was kind of enjoying it.

“Did you miss that part?”

She nodded, her mouth only now starting to slide down and up my shaft.

“My kiss turns people into a wearable body stocking. We're going to do that to Diana and Sophia. Libby and Laura will wear them and cast their votes at the election tomorrow evening. I promised Maria this would happen.”

She pulled back with a pop to say, “So Maria will end up chapter President?”

“I didn't promise her how Libby and Laura would cast their votes. She just assumes they are loyal to her and will do what she says.”

“So you're conning Maria. So why are we being turned into dolls?”

“Because Maria has actually hypnotized you and issued commands to you. Do you think it was your idea to come here and give me a blow job? Is that really a course of action a friend would ask of a friend?”

She looked at me. Then at my dick and how it was in her mouth. “Oh my god.” She sat back. “What else has she made me do that I wouldn't normally do?”

“Easy. I have no idea. All I know is I'm not going to have you do anything you don't want to. Including finishing this if that's what you decide. But I can more easily remove her influence if you are a doll.”

“You mean your doll.”

“That isn't incorrect. But I believe there's a difference if you gave permission. Maria never asked you to be her pawn.”

“How do I know if I agree to continue that it isn't Maria's influence making me doing it?”

“I don't know. All I can say is if you do continue, I will remove her influence. Whether I install my own is a chance I think you should take.”

“That a big 'whether.'”

“I'm not saying anything more about this. When you've made up your mind, let me know.”

After a moment of silence, she took hold of my cock and lazily stroked it. A moment later, she had fully resumed the blow job. Not too long after that I was ready and warned her I was ready. She just nodded and closed her eyes.

“Swallow that and go into the bedroom and join the orgy,” I told my latest doll.

As she left I collapsed against the sofa cushions. There were, I think, ten dolls in my bedroom having a silent orgy. At least four of them needed to be human by tomorrow night. I must have dozed off as I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating on the table top.

[All going as planned?] read a text from Maria.

[Yes, Diana and Sophia are under my influence.] I responded.

[Excellent. Libby and Laura know what to do?]

[Of course.]

[Just in case, I have some insurance.]

My blood ran cold as a multimedia text started arriving. It was an image of Jessica, asleep in a chair. By her body position, she had been sitting up straight when she just fell asleep. Hypnosis I guessed. I stopped myself from any kind of threatening text response. And Maria did not send any more texts.

I opened the bedroom door and while still outside of the room commanded, “Stop. Stand up. Line up in a semicircle. Bottle up your reactions to the orgy and process this. Maria has taken my friend Jessica as collateral for tomorrow. Originally the plan was for Libby and Laura to wear the Diana and Sophia bodysuit to cast their votes tomorrow night. I had planned on having them vote for Diana since I never promised I would tamper with their votes. Now I don't know what to do. Ideas? You can speak and move freely within this room, step out the door and you freeze up.”

There were various mutterings of annoyance and frustration.

“Maria really plays hardball,” Ken said. He shook his head. “Barry, Maria sent me to Jessica Saturday morning in the cafeteria. We chatted. She was obviously upset about something and told me she had a spat with a good friend. Maria stopped by and I invited her to hear Jessica's story. Eventually I left the two of them having a deep conversation so I could come here. I'm sorry.”

“It's... it's not your fault. I'm guessing when you never came back, Maria just assumed she was justified in doing whatever she's doing.”

“Can't you command Maria to let Jessica go?” Diana said.

“If she's planted post-hypnotic suggestions into Jessica, that might set them off.” Libby said.

We went back and forth on all the ways I might get Jessica out of Maria's influence and how that could backfire. All I knew was I had been a fool for giving Maria so much autonomy.

“All this does me no good. Tomorrow night, I know where Maria will be: The DEB Sorority house. I will confront her there somehow. I still need to restore at least Libby, Laura, Diana, and Sophia in the next twenty hours or so. I'd prefer that all of you were restored but I'm not sure how that could be accomplished. So I'm giving marching orders to Kenneth, Abby, Buffy, and Roxie.”

“I have a request,” Roxie said. “I want to stay like this for a while. Steve will love it. But I want you to give him a few control commands.”

“We'll work on that tomorrow. But wait a minute. Um, first. Everyone find Ken, Abby, Buffy, and Roxie's clothes. You four get dressed once your clothes are found.”

Once that chaos was tamed I said, “Kenneth, Buffy, and Abby. When I say 'now', you are not restricted from leaving this room. You will go back to your lives. You will tell no one that you are currently a doll and you will inform me as soon as you can if anyone finds out. You will always dress in a manner that hides the most obvious parts of your dollness. You are not to tell anyone or discuss my plans for tomorrow with anyone aside from those in this room. If you must choose between actions that favor your interests to my detriment, you will act in the way that favors my interests instead. You will obey my commands. In all other ways, you will do what you want to do. All of these commands apply whether you are a doll or human. Do you understand?”

They did.

“Now. You may leave.” After a round of goodbyes, the three of them left.

“Roxie, you will act as I instructed Ken and the others with the exception you can tell Steve about being a doll. We'll do your additional programming in person in front of Steve. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Now. Will he be home?”

“Late tonight he should be back.”

“Have fun. Diana, Sophia, Libby, and Laura. You also will act as I instructed the others. But you will not feel the need to leave at all. Do you understand?”

They did.

“Now. Who should I start with?”

“Me and Sophia,” Diana said. “If we are missing too long people might notice.”

“Any objections?” I asked Libby and Laura.

“Makes sense to me.” Libby said.

“We can resume our orgy while we wait our turn, can't we?” Laura added.

“Me too,” said Sophia.

“As you wish. Libby, Laura, and Sophia, resume your silent orgy. Amy and Maya you may join them if you wish. Don't stop until I call you over for rehumanificaion.”

Diana collapses against me as she turned back to normal, releasing a moan that must have been heard the entire length of the dormitory. We lay entwined for a moment when she whispered to me, “I might not mind if Maria is elected. I would be able to spend more time doing this.”

“C'mon, don't tell me I backed the wrong horse.”

“Nayyyy,” she laughed. “I want to see her face when she isn't elected.”

I laughed. “Cute. Now get going. Sophia will be along shortly.”

After she left and Sophia had been restored and left, I rested a while and chugged down some power water before restoring Libby. After telling her to get dressed, I told Laura to get out of the orgy.

“Libby, Laura, tomorrow, you will still vote for Diana. Deep inside yourself, you believe you are helping Maria. When you are wearing a bodysuit and need to vote tomorrow, you will vote as you believe the person you are imitating would have voted. Outside the suit, you believe you will vote as Maria would want you to. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” they said.

“Okay, see you tomorrow Libby.”

“Bye.”