It Suits Me: Chapter 19 (Patreon)

I agreed to the plan. Even though I had wanted to limit the number of simultaneously existing dolls, I could see that keeping my powers a secret was not going to happen. Diana volunteered to go first on the condition that I turn her into a mannequin afterward.

I was seated on the sofa as she did the deed. She seemed more enthusiastic this time, probably because I'd promised to do as she asked. “I'm about to...” I said before I came.

“Don't tell her to swallow,” Sophia said. “I'll just take the fluid from her mouth if you don't mind.”

“That would be faster,” I said.

Shortly, Sophia was a doll with its fingers in its mouth and Diana was also a doll. “Diana, stand up and pose like a mannequin.” After she did so, I said, “Diana, transform into a hollow, plastic mannequin.”

Sandra and Roxie looked at Diana in surprise. “When did you gain that ability?” Sandra said.

“Sunday night.”

Roxie stood next to Diana and posed similarly, “Do me.”

I shrugged. “Roxie, transform into a hollow, plastic mannequin.”

Sandra smiled coyly. “Looks like it's just us, here.”

“You've been a doll the last week plus. I'll understand if you don't want to.”

Sandra stepped up close to me wrapping her hand around my cock. “Oh, I loved being a doll. And you will too.”

The next thing I know her hand is in my mouth. I could taste what could only be my own cum. I felt myself solidifying.

“Barry, say, Sandra is my owner,” Sandra said, removing her hand. “Say it.”

“Sandra is my owner. It.”

I could not move. I did not really feel owned but I was obeying her and I was not sure why.

“Tell the others in the room that I am their owner as well.”

“Ladies, Sandra is now your owner.”

“You are not to do anything unless I tell you to do it.”

She waved her hand in front of my face. I did not blink.

I heard her doing something with her phone.

“It's done,” she said, presumably into her phone.

“Yeah, it worked. He's a doll,” she said.

There was a long pause before she said, “I understand.” There was a beep as she ended the phone call.

“Barry, ignore what I'm about to tell the woman.”

Time passed and I have no idea what happened around me. The next thing I knew Sandra was handing me a bottle. “Fill this with your cum,” she said.

I took the bottle and placed it at the tip of my penis and cum started shooting into the bottle. As it did, I turned back into a human.

“Oh, shit,” she said.

“Sandra off,” I said. She froze in place and dropped to the floor. “I guess you forgot you were still a doll even though you were free to act. I wonder if I'm still a doll. Sandra, say, 'Barry, you are your own owner.'”

“Barry, you are your own owner.”

“Good,” I looked around the apartment. Only the two of us were there. “Where are the girls?”

“I don't know,” Sandra said.

“Why don't you know?”

“I don't know.”

“Who did you call earlier?”

“I don't know.”

“Damnit.” I looked at my phone and it had been two hourssince I had arrived here. They could be anywhere. “I assume Maria had something to do with your doing this. When did she reprogram you?”

“I don't know.”

“Of course. Sandra, remove all mental blocks created by Maria from your mind.” There was no visible effect. “Speak freely.”

“Oh, god, Barry, I'm so sorry. I had no idea I was going to do that.”

“Where are the others?”

She thought for a moment before crying, “I don't know. They must have made me forget.”

“Okay, it's okay. Go back to your dorm room. Fill Jessica in on what’s been happening.”

“I'm still a doll.”

“Right, Sandra, you are no longer under the control of anyone but yourself and me. You cannot be controlled by any other means. Being a doll may have some benefits. I need to figure out how to find the others.”

She got dressed and left.

I called Maria. She answered, “What do you want?”

“Are you still working with Gerald?”

“No, I'm done with all that.”

“Are you? What did you do to Sandra?”

“Oh, that. Yes, she belongs to Gerald. I did some modifications to her before you trounced me.”

“Well, thanks to you Gerald now has the DEBs again.”

“Good. Serves you right. I'm not working with Gerald and I'm not working with you. If you care about those bitches, you figure out how to save them. I want nothing to do with it.”

“Fine. Out of curiosity, do you think your hypnosis is more than hypnosis?”

“You noticed? Yeah, it works too well too fast.”

“And did you know Gerald has a power?”

“No, what can he do?”

“Clairvoyance. He can sense what other people sense at a distance.”

“I'm sure he doesn't even have the brains to do anything perverted with that power. Though it does make me wonder who else might have powers on campus.”

“Yes, I wonder that myself. Sorry to have bothered you. Bye.”

“It wasn't a bother. I'm just sick of all this shit.”

“I know. Take care.”

“Bye.”

* * *

I had thought about going to Jessica's room but I thought she and Sandra might want to chat alone for a while. Instead I headed toward my dorm room when I spotted Larry. No idea what his last name is but I was sure he was a member of KXE. A crazy plan formed and I went for it.

I circled around to follow him, looking for a good spot to engage with him. He turned off the quad between two buildings and I saw my opening. I rushed up behind him and called to him, “Hey Larry.” As he turned around I grabbed his head and planted a kiss on his lips. His eyes flew open wide and he tried to push me off. I grabbed hold of him and had him deflated in seconds. I pulled him behind a tree and squeezed all the air out of him before rolling him and his clothes into a ball and stuffed him into his own backpack. I grabbed the backpack and rushed back to my dorm room. On the way back, I called Libby and told her to gather some troops and have them meet me at my dorm room.

Joel came out of his room as I entered our room. “So she's gone full robot?”

“Who? Amy?” I said heading to my room.

“Yes, Amy. She's been just standing in your room all day. You forgot about her, didn't you?”

I shook my head. “Yeah, I did.”

“She probably enjoyed it. That girl Maya stopped by twice as well.”

“I did tell her not look for me until Tuesday.”

“Must be terrible having all these girls chasing you.”

“Yeah, that's the worst thing I'm dealing with, aside from the kidnappings.”

“What?”

I filled Joel in on what I had been up to the past few days.

“Fuck, Man. I never knew this campus was such a hotbed of intrigue and skulduggery.”

“Ha, ha.”

“No, seriously. This is crazy stuff,” Joel said. “I'm surprised you haven't retaliated.”

“Who says I didn't?” I said hefting the backpack.

“That's not yours.”

“No, it isn't.” I put the backpack down and pulled out the bodysuit and other clothing.

Joel laughed, “Who have you got there?”

“You know that guy Larry from KXE?”

“Yeah,” Joel said then his eye lit up. “What are going to do with Larry?”

“Not just Larry. But I'll explain it when the others get here.”

“Others?”

“Yeah, I can only wear one bodysuit.” I went into my room. Amy was standing in her charge station, powered off. “Amy, turn back into a living doll.” The robot body was replaced by a living doll body. “You can move and act normally.”

“Is it Tuesday?” she said.

“Yeah, I forgot to send you to classes today, sorry.”

“It's okay. I love being a robot.”

“Well, let me tell you what you missed.”

After I filled her in, I called Sandra and Jessica and Amy called Maya.

Soon there were a bunch of coeds in the room wondering what was up.

“I have a plan,” I said.

* * *

The next day, Libby and Laura were standing not far from Greek row, the street where all the Greek houses were located. I was standing between two buildings hoping no one noticed I was there. Laura nodded toward someone heading toward them and Libby nodded back. When the guy got closer, I did not know his name, Laura turned to him and said something. He smiled and they led him toward me. When he was close enough I pounced. He was deflating before he probably even knew he was kissed. The girls looked around to see if any saw what happened before joining me in the alleyway.

“That's Derek something,” Laura said.

“Charone. Derek Charone,” Libby said. “We have two of them now. What next?”

I handed the bodysuit of Derek to Libby and the bodysuit of our prior victim, Harold, um, Steinwald, to Laura. “Now, you two pretend to be upstanding KXE members and try to find out where Diana, Sophia, and Roxie might be.”

“I love wearing these suits,” Libby said immediately starting to disrobe.

“I still find it a bit creepy,” Laura said disrobing with a bit less enthusiasm.

The alley was well isolated so they did not have to worry about being seen. Once they got the suits on, I stood behind them so they would not see me. I asked in a raspy voice, “Do they just know?”

Both of the girls were thoughtful for a moment before saying they did not know.

Soon, they were dressed. Derek, actually Libby, said, “I have a class. I'll go there.” She stepped out of the alley without looking back.

Laura also left without looking back. She seemed to be heading to the cafeteria.

For the next several hours, with the help of several more girls and Joel, we captured seven members of XKE. None of them knew where the missing coeds were hidden.

I had a backpack full of eight sets of clothing from the girls and Joel. I headed back to my dorm room. Jessica was there talking with Amy. When I entered, Amy said, “I should get back to my life. How about some study instructions?”

“Do you really need that?”

“No, but you know how I feel about being commanded.”

“Fine. Go back to your room and study whatever you missed while being my maid. For the rest of the semester, go to your classes, paying attention and participating as well as you can. Do your homework carefully and in a timely manner. Continue studying hard all semester. Don't come to me asking to be a maid until Friday evening. No masturbating.”

“What?”

“You like to be commanded.”

“Damn you,” she said with a smile as she left.

As I was closing the door, a hand not belonging to me was fondling my balls through my pants. “Jessica?”

She put a hand on my shoulder and I turned toward her. “I think it's time I found out about being your fucktoy.”

“Are you sure? You were adamantly against it a week ago.” I said taking her hands in mine, our foreheads touching.

“I love you. And I trust you. And I'm extremely horny.”

This moment was unlike all the others. She was not a stranger, not a mark, not unaware of what was going to happen, and I was not cheating on Jessica when it was Jessica performing the act. I laid back and fully embraced the moment. All thoughts of the sorority girls' troubles fled my mind. Jessica could tell when I was ready and plunged her head deep against me as I came.

I slipped out of her mouth a spent a moment just looking at her. “Answer me. How does it feel?”

“Wonderful,” she replied.

“You can move and act normally.”

“Good,” she said and I thought she had had enough. She opened her purse and took out some papers. “Tell me to do this.”

I skimmed the first page. And then looked at the additional two pages. “This is a lot.”

“Consider it an experiment.” Before I could speak, she added, “I fully remember what I said about experimenting. But now that I've reached this point experimenting seems like the logical thing to do. In this case, why not command me to obey the commands I wrote on those pages?”

“All of them?”

“All of them. Just do it before I chicken out.”

“Okay, Jessica, from now on what you wrote and printed out on these pages is how your body is, whether or not you are a fuck doll or human. I am your master as defined in these pages. You are the fuck toy as defined in these pages.” There was no visible physical effect but she took the pages from me and pointed at something on page two. “Do this.”

“Last chance to back out.”

She glared at me.

The text described an effect that happened when I, and only I, said, “Brainless Bimbo Jessica.” I said the trigger words. Her body became curvier as the dollish aspects faded and she was seemingly human again. She was already rather well-endowed in the boob area. But now, her boobs swelled a couple inches in all the right directions. Her hair grew longer, straighter, and turned a wheat-shaded blond. Her eyes became a bit glassy and she immediately started trying to open her blouse.

“Ohhh,” she whined. “This bra is broken. It's too tight.” Her voice was a few pitches higher with an airy quality it had not possessed before. With her blouse open, she popped the front clasp on the bra and her breasts jumped out. “Ahh,” she said. “That's better.” She gently squeezed her nipples and giggled.

“Hi, Jessica.”

She looked at me as if she had not known I was there and her face broke out into a big smile. She lunged for me and kissed me deeply. She sat back and love tapped my face, “Barre Bear, how many times have I told you to call me Jesse? Only Mom calls me Jessica.”

She once scolded me for calling her Jesse. I could barely get away with calling her Jess. “At least 10 times, can you count to ten?”

“Don't be silly. One, two, three, four, um, five,... six,... eight? No, that's not right. I left one out... Five?”

“You said five.”

“Darn. One, two, three, five, six,...”

“Never mind. It isn't important.”

She had removed her bra and was now buttoning up her blouse. It was obvious she was not wearing a bra. “I'm hungry. Let's get some food.”

“Now?”

“Right now. Unless Barre Bear wants to play with my titties. I could use a good motorboating.”

“After dinner.”

“Okay!” she said jumping off the couch. “Let's go eat. I'll call Sandy.”

“You want Sandra to join us?”

“She has to eat too, doesn't she?” Her face twisted into a thoughtful grimace. “She does eat, right? She didn't eat when she was a fuck toy. I wonder if she eats.”

“Hello,” Sandra could be heard from Jesse's phone.

“Do you eat?”

“Jessica?”

“Jesse, what is wrong with you two? Barre Bear and me are going to the cafe, you want to join us for dinner? If you don't eat you can just join us to like talk if you want.”

“I'll be there shortly and I will eat.”

“Okay, great! Bye!” She ended the call and said, “She does eat. See?”

“Thanks for clarifying that,” I said holding back laughter.

At the cafeteria, Jessica, or Jesse, whatever, had a hard time deciding what to eat. Jessica is one of the most decisive people I have ever known but Jesse drifted back and forth between two items and then added a third to the process, dropped the first two and added a new two and then eventually picked the first thing she had said out loud. Jessica was also known for being quiet. Jesse could not shut up. Every thought in her head seemed to spill out of her mouth as soon as it existed.

We were sitting at a table when Sandra joined us. “I can't believe she had you do it.”

“What?” I said. “Jessica, don't listen to me and Sandra until I touch your arm.”

“Okay.”

“What?” Sandra said. “You know what. The Bimbo Manifesto.”

“Oh, the papers.”

“Barry, she spends time updating those papers at least once or twice a week, perfecting the text. As soon as she found out you could control us. She's been planning her transformation.”

“They did seem to be well written. I just thought she had written them yesterday or this morning.”

“Oh, no. She had version three of them when she arrived on campus and she's been trying to make them bulletproof. You did read them.”

“I skimmed them.”

“Then how did you command her?”

“I relied on her knowing what the pages contained.”

“So she's pure bimbo right now.”

I nodded. “Can't even count to ten. I asked her to.”

“Well, she is going to thrilled once she has a brain again.”

I touched Jesse's arm and said, “We don't play with our boobs in public.”

“Oh, yeah,” Jesse said, removing her hands from her tits and picking up her sandwich. “That's, like, a stupid rule.”

“Doesn't matter if it's stupid if it's a rule.”

“Yeah, yeah. Are you two done talking about me like I'm not here?”

“For now.”

“Good. Where's Danny, Sandy?”

“I'm not sure. He hasn't been around all day.”

“He'll be back. He loves your ass. Or maybe he likes Barre Bear's ass more.”

“I'm sure he prefers the original ass.”

“Thanks,” Sandra said sourly.

I shrugged.

Jesse laughed. “Sandy's the original ass.” She said in a sing-song voice. Then she said, after a bite of her sandwich, “I wasn't hungry. I was horny.”

“Well, we're hungry so finish eating and we'll take care of your libido back in the dorm.”

“It's not my libeego. It's my horn. It's horny. Honk. Honk.” She tweaked her boobs in time with the honking.

“I so want to film this.”

“She'll remember, don't worry.”

“I want her boobs.”

“You can't have my boobs. Get your own.”

“Girls, what did I say about boob play in public.”

“We aren't in public, we're in the cafetearreeaa,” she lilted.

“The cafeteria is public.”

“That's confusing.”

“Beautiful, Brainy Jessica,” I said.

Her body lost a bit of its curves and her breasts shrunk to their normal size. A spark seemed to fire in her eyes. Her hair darkened. And her hands landed hard on the table as she removed them from her breasts with alacrity. “You took me to the cafe like that.”

“It was your idea. You were hungry.”

“Oh, my goddess.”

“Well?”

“Yeah, spill,” Sandra said. “Was it what you always wanted?”

“I don't know. I'm still,” and then she whispered, “horny.”

“I already told you we would deal with your libeego in the dorm.”

She laughed. “Oh, that was awesome. I was a complete airhead. One­two­three­four­five­six­seven­eight­nine­ten. I can't believe something I've know since I was three could be taken away.”

“Let's get back to Sandy's question. Why was it what you always wanted?”

Jessica paused and cleared her throat. “My brain is constantly running. Thinking and rethinking everything I say or am going to say. Running through scenarios that may or may not occur. It's loud in here.” She tapped her head. “But for Jesse, don't know why she likes that name, there's stillness. Empty silence. I would not want it to be my default for obvious reasons. But even just this last maybe 40 minutes has been blissful.”

“But why take it to such an extreme?”

“I've thought about this. Of course. It's because it would frustrate me knowing I was normally smarter. If that thought ever occurs to Jesse, it has nothing to latch on to. She likes who she is because she can't conceive of what she's lost. That's why I wrote her up like that.”

“What about the other parts of the manifesto?” Sandra said.

“That's between Barre Bear and my libeego.”