Request: Hannah Fry, TV presenter and maths genius. She’s ‘persuaded’ to work on some mind-altering

Request: Hannah Fry, TV presenter and maths genius. She’s ‘persuaded’ to work on some mind-altering experiments which dramatically reduce her intelligence, and make her a push-over of a slave.**************************************It was going to work. The experiment was going to work!Hannah observed as the men made the final preparations for the formula. The math was good, and even though the equations were new and unlike anything she’d researched before, she had double and triple checked her work. It had to work, she was certain.Her eyes trailed on beyond the research team to the heavy red velvet curtain twenty feet away. On the other side she imagined a gathering crowd, all eager and excited to witness a mathematical breakthrough. Even though Hannah was a skilled public speaker, she was admittedly a bit rattled. Her team was on the brink of something historic, and being the one tapped to show it to the world was thrilling.“Nervous?” a voice from behind her questioned.Hannah spun around to see a grinning Walter leaning against the wall. She broke out into a smile; she had been close friends with him for many years. Her love and his disdain for math made them an odd duo. Walter struggled mightily with math, failing to fully grasp even some of the most basic concepts. It drove Hannah crazy, and she’d tried every teaching tool in her arsenal to educate him, but nothing worked.Until now.The formula that she had masterminded would change everything. When inhaled, it would (fingers crossed) alter the user’s brain chemistry, widening and multiplying neural pathways, enhancing the subject’s ability to learn exponentially. If successful, it could mean that children would be able to master algebra before their 6th birthday.Hannah strode over to Walter and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.“I should be asking you the same thing,” came her delayed reply. Walter just chuckled and opened his mouth to answer, but just then, one of the lab technicians approached them with a small steel spray can and handed it Walter.“All you have to do is spray and inhale Mr. Craig,” instructed the tech. “After you’ve finished, we’ll raise the curtain Ms. Fry will lead you out onto the main stage and begin the presentation. Understood?”Walter nodded as he took hold of the cannister. He stared into Hannah’s eyes with an odd expressions that she was unable to read.“Here goes nothing,” he muttered.PSSSSSSHHHHA sweet smelling aroma filled Hannah’s nostrils. It reminded her of…..cupcakes perhaps? But there was also something else….cold, hard, almost like wet steel. She shook her head briefly in an attempt to clear it. Walter’s face quickly came back into focus.“Wait, I wasn’t supposed to smell any of that, was I?” a befuddled Hannah worried.“You did? It must just been some residual matter, I got the full does.” He crinkled his nose, “Smells like moldy cheese.”“Oh,” acknowledged Hannah softly, still somewhat in a daze.“Anyway,” started Walter, “you better get out there. Time to flash that award winning smile!”Hannah’s lips curled up into a wide smile, “Yeah, you’re right, I should get out there!”She made her way toward center stage and waited for the curtains to rise. An unusual flushed feeling washed over her. It wasn’t like her to get flustered before a presentation, but this was a unique situation. Tugging slightly at the collar of her top, she started forward as the curtains lifted.The crowd clapped and cheered as Hannah stepped into view. She smiled and waved briefly, noting that it was an almost all male audience (strange), and then began to speak.“Ladies and gentlemen, today I have the great privilege of presenting something mir…mirac- *cough cough*  something mmmi…”Hannah stumbled over her words uncharacteristically. She knew what she wanted to say, her brain was sending the signals to her mouth, but it was like her jaw wouldn’t work properly. Instead, she stood rooted in place, flashing a 1000 megawatt smile at the audience.Her cheeks burned red with embarrassment; she couldn’t recall the last time that she had botched an opening so badly. Steeling herself, she attempted her introduction again.“Forgive me,” she started, “as I was saying, today I p….prrrr….pruzzzl…prrlm.”Hannah continued to struggle, mortified by what was happening; she could see her reputation swirling down the toilet. Straining with every ounce of energy she possessed, she tried to form the words once more, but instead remained still, a stupid smile plastered on her face.“Isn’t she just adorable gentlemen?” The voice came from behind Hannah, but instead of turning toward it, her eyes remained locked on the crowd, still grinning ear to ear.“Come on folks, let’s have a round of applause for the lovely Hannah Fry!”The crowd erupted into applause as Hannah looked on, uncomfortably confused. She wanted to yell out but jaw was frozen. Fear started to creep in, but then Walter stepped into view, causing Hannah to breathe a lengthy sigh of relief.“I’d like to thank you all for attending,” Walter began. “We have a very special treat for you tonight.” An excited buzz filled the air as he gestured toward Hannah. “Tonight, we’re thrilled to announce that our new Golden Girl formula is ready for mass production, and Ms. Fry here is going to help demonstrate the many capabilities of said formula.”Golden Girl formula? Hannah thought to herself, wide smile masking her confusion. That’s not what we’re here to te-“As you can see, dear Hannah is simply thrilled to be of assistance tonight,” Walter stated gleefully. “Isn’t that right hon? Tell us you’re thrilled.”Before Hannah could process his words her smile broke and her mouth opened,“I’m thrilled to assist you tonight Sir.”Stunned, Hannah brought her hand up to her lips. She’d certainly hadn’t given the order to say the words, but they’d tumbled out of her mouth all the same. The laughter of the audience brought her back to the moment.“Now now dear, housewife pose.”Immediately Hannah brought her hands to her hips, elbows pointed out, and stepped forward with her right foot, crossing it out in front of her left. Again, her lips lifted into a beaming grin. A smattering of applause echoed in the room.“Aside from the obvious benefits of Golden Girl, you can also pre-program your new trophies,” explained Walter, “Hannah here already belongs to me, so I took the liberty making a few customizations to her formula. I just can’t resist a proper little housewife, so this pose has been preloaded into her dose.”A real terror was beginning to take over Hannah’s mind. She was completely unable to move her limbs, remaining frozen in place, perfectly postured. Her brain was firing the commands at her body to move, but it was as though there was a disconnect between her mind and her body, as though it had been unplugged.She shivered instinctively; Walter had advanced to her position and was slowly running his hands down her slender frame, stopping at her hips. They slid back up her front, resting on the swell of her breasts before giving them a mild squeeze.Tears formed in Hannah’s eyes as Walter violated her. She wanted to vomit, to scream, to lash out and hit him, but she remained frozen, a living mannequin.Walter leaned in close and slowly drug his tongue along the side of Hannah’s neck. “Delicious,” he whispered in her ear sinisterly.A wicked grin flashed across his face for a second before he turned to face the crowd yet again. Much to Hannah’s misfortune, the night’s demonstration was far from over.“Now,” Walter started in a gloating voice, “What you’ve seen thus far is part of the standard package, obedience to verbal commands. Of course,” Hannah’s hands fluidly reached upward to the top button of her blouse and began fiddling with it, “if you’d like to flash a little extra cash, you can upgrade your Golden Girl to also obey nonverbal commands, like so.”It was as though Hannah were watching through a TV screen, horrified as her hands undid each button of her top in quick succession, pulling it off completely and giving the audience an open view of her bra encased breasts. She then hefted them up with both hands and squeezed them together; no doubt an alluring image for the men sitting in their seats.They cheered heartily as Hannah continued playing with her breasts; she could see a few of them rubbing what were obviously growing erections over their trousers.“As you can see, it’s quite effective, and perfect for those instances when you’re multi-tasking. Sometimes the best commands are those left unspoken,” he chuckled as Hannah stopped playing and pushed her breasts pushed tightly together once more, holding them in place this time.Walter waited for the applause to quiet down before he continued.“With all of these tools at your disposal, it’s up to you to put them together. Don’t forgot, the most powerful item at your disposal is your own imagination,” he paused. “Who’s up for a little demonstration?”The crowd cheered in approval and Walter spun around, still smiling devilishly. “You heard them sweetheart,” he mocked, looking directly into Hannah’s eyes. “They want to see a show, and you take great pleasure in obeying me, don’t you doll?”Hannah was helpless as the words spilled out, “Yes Sir, obeying you is so very pleasurable.”A wave of arousal overtook her as soon as she finished speaking. She would have felt embarrassed if the situation wasn’t so terrifying. She was powerless before Walter, being made to dance for him like a plaything.“I hear you fancy yourself as some sort of math genius, is that right Hannah dear?” he questioned mockingly.“I…yes Sir,” Hannah replied, Walter’s will easily crushing her own.“But that’s not right is it puppet? Women aren’t good at math, they’re too busy whoring themselves out like dumb sluts. Just look at you, you can’t hardly wait to get out of your clothes for us.”Hannah’s face burned red with embarrassment, still sporting a wide smile as her hands continued to squeeze her breasts together.“Let’s test Ms. Fry’s math intellect, shall we?” questioned Walter rhetorically. “We’ll start with some simple addition hon. How about you tell us what two plus two is?”Twoplustwoequalsfivetwoplustwoequalsfivetwoplustwoequalsfivetwoplustwoequalsfive.The words rang heavily in Hannah’s brain like church bells. She knew they were wrong but they were all that she could see.“Two plus two equals five, Sir,” she answered confidently, still beaming.The crowd laughed heartily, jeering at her mistake. Hannah was mortified, but couldn’t quell the building pleasure between her thighs as she obeyed.“My my, it’s even worse than I thought,” commented Walter overdramatically. “Let’s go back to basics. Count for us Hannah, let’s see how high you can go.”An unrelenting urge to begin counting filled Hannah’s mind and there wasn’t anything she could do to stop it.“One, two, three, four…”What comes after 4? Oh god why don’t I know? What number is it?Hannah stood with her mouth hanging open stupidly, unable to to produce the next number. It was as though Walter had simply taken it away, she was unable to conjure it no matter how hard strained her mind.“Two?”More uproarious laughter filled the auditorium. Walter shook his head as he draped an arm over her shoulders.“Well, I guess that answers that,” he began. “The supposed math genius can’t even count to five. Hmmm….what to do, what to do?”Hannah trembled while Walter “pondered.” She had a suspicion that he knew exactly what he was going to do, and was fearful of what it would be.“I have an idea,“ he chirped brightly. “How about you get down on your hands and knees for us sweetheart?”Hannah slowly sank to the ground, resting her knees on the cold stage and falling forward. The throbbing wetness of her sex intensified as she complied.Walter plowed ahead jovially, “I’ve always considered women and dogs to have about the same level of intellect. Let’s put that to the test.” He looked down at Hannah, “Can you bark for us girl? Come on now, go ahead girl, bark!”“ARF! ARFARFARF!” Hannah replied. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she began to pant rapidly. She was coming perilously close to an orgasm. It was beyond degrading, being brought to the edge of climax by her own debasement.“Gooooooood girl,” praised Walter. “Now, beg!”Without hesitation, Hannah rose up on her knees and held her hands out in front of her, curled down. Her continuous panting was causing drool to fall from her mouth, landing on her breasts and making them wet with saliva. She began to whimper while looking up at Walter.“That’s my girl,” cooed Walter, reaching down and scratching her head. “Such a good good girl you are.”Hannah gasped slightly at his praise and touch; she was on a razor’s edge of arousal. Her ears picked up on the sound of applause coming from the crowd.“Alright alright, enough doggy time you silly mutt,” ordered Walter.Hannah’s mouth clamped shut and her arms dropped, but she remained on her knees.“And finally, I’m sure you all want to see just exactly how eager the Golden Girl formula makes your new toys to please you, so, one last performance.”Walter went silent as he began undoing his slacks and pulling them down. Hannah remained still though she desperately was willing her body to move. It was a futile effort and a few short seconds later she was staring at Walter’s erect cock, a mere inch or two away from her mouth.“You’re gonna love this,” he stated. “Now, open wide puppet.”Hannah’s lips parted as she obeyed. Walter’s meaty cock immediately pushed into her mouth, plunging deep. His hands gripped her hair as he wasted no time rocking his hips back and forth. The repugnant taste of cock repulsed Hannah, but her mouth welcomed it like a lustful lover, sucking and slurping while her tongue slithered all along the shaft.After only a few seconds, Hannah finally succumbed, orgasm overtaking her body as she shuddered in pleasure.“Mmmmmmmmm,” she moaned on Walter’s cock.“Hell yes,” groaned Walter, continuing to fuck her face.He turned his head to the audience, addressing them once more. “I almost forgot, if you ever tire of seeing the hints of defiance in their eyes and you just want a braindead fuckdoll, you can always do this.”He directed his gaze back into Hannah’s eyes and grinned.“Bye honey,” he gloated. “Brain, off!”**************************“…and it brings them back just like that!”Hannah blinked and tried to collect her thoughts. She was on her knees, and in front of her were five half naked men, including Walter. A vile taste was on her tongue and her face was covered in some sort of sticky fluid. She attempted to stand up but was unable to.“Ah yes, I can see the awareness in her eyes again. I love that!” one of the men exclaimed.In a flash, the reality of Hannah’s situation returned to her. She was sick to realize what must have happened and the truth about the goo coating her hair and face. A single drop dribbled from her nose, landing on her thigh.Cum.She wanted to scream, but could not. She wanted to run, but her body would not obey. She wished it was a bad dream, but it was all too real.“Yep, and it’s fun, making them fully aware, watching helplessly as you use them, especially if you love humiliation,” Walter explained.The men nodded in agreement.“And you can always switch back and forth,” he continued. “Personally, I just simply love the idea of turning sweet Hannah’s brain off, transforming that skull into nothing but a hollow shell. All those math smarts wiped away in an instant.”Hannah used every ounce of strength she had to try and scream, but it was useless. Walter smiled down at her. “Alright doll,” he scoffed, “Time to turn that mind to mush one more time. Brain. OFF!” -- source link

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