Chapter 1

“That little rat-faced turd!!” Julie fumed as she tossed a bottle of pills on her bed. She had discovered the bottle while snooping in her little brother’s room. She found it under his bed, where he hides his porno magazines.

“Let me guess? That’s some magic mind control pill,” Tyra chuckled. Tyra and Julie had to share a room in their single-wide trailer.

“How did you know?” Julie seemed puzzled. The box was labeled Spanish Fly. It promised to compel any woman to do anything you desire. It was obviously some cheap placebo.

“He tried it out on me earlier,” Tyra said. Tyra is a Senior in high school. She is blonde, pretty, with blue eyes and a strong demeanor. She could best be described as a teenage version of the actress Adrianne Palicki.

“What did you do?” Julie seethed with rage. Her little brother Justin had tried to convince her to drink some tea. She immediately suspected he was up to something because Justin never did anything nice for his sisters. Julie is a Sophomore in High School.

She is blonde and pretty like her sister but not as brash and daring.

Tyra pantomimed, entering a trance-like state. She lifted her leg and then rubbed her belly. “Justin told me to spin around, touch my head, silly stuff like that,” she shrugged like it was no big deal.

Julie was horrified and shocked. “The little perv was trying to control his own sisters!”

“The pills don’t work,” Tyra shrugged. She was checking herself out in the mirror and fixing her makeup. It was Saturday afternoon, and she was looking forward to heading to the mall before going out for the evening. “What is the big deal? He was doing one of his dumb experiments.”

Their younger brother Justin is a dweeby, bookish, nerdy Freshman in High School. The family only recently moved to the trailer park, and he hasn’t been able to fit in with most of the rednecks and trailer trash that live in the park. He loves Science and is often conducting strange and unusual science experiments, although they are always relatively harmless. The rest of the family tolerates his behavior.

Tyra tossed a notebook she stole from her brother’s room just recently onto the bed. “Here you can read all about it,” she said flippantly. It was not a big deal to Tyra. She humored her little brother and made him think his experiment was successful. As far as she was concerned, she was in on the joke, and it wasn’t anything to concern herself with.

Julie began leafing through the notebook, and her anger only grew as she read page after page of supposed experiments. “These experiments are on US!” she said in shock and horror. Most of the experiments were relatively benign observational experiments.

Examples from Justin’s notebook:

SUBJECT: Julie

Hypothesis: Can my sister stop looking at herself when she notices a mirror.

Test #1 – I have installed a mirror in the kitchen facing my sister’s chair. Total time observing herself at breakfast 4:20 seconds, total time eating 8: 15 seconds.

Test #2 – Lunch total time observing self 3:30, total time eating 3:30

SUBJECT: Tyra

Hypothesis: Does Cantharidin extract create submissive tendencies in females

Test #1 – The subject drank the tea with 12g of extract. I observed her and questioned her about her day. She had her usual flat affect but did not call me a rude name. I asked her to stand up. The subject stood up. I told her to lift her leg. The subject lifted her leg and did not question me. I must run further trials to establish the efficacy of Cantharidan. I will increase the dose and repeat the experiment.

“You are just feeding into this weirdo’s little fantasies that he can control women!” Julie demanded her sister be just as outraged as she was about it.

Tyra shrugged and laughed. “The first time he tries it on some girl at school, and she punches him in the mouth, his experiment will end. I was just fucking with his head. You should do it with me,” Tyra smirked.

“You can’t possibly be serious, Tyra! You want to obey that little fuckwad?” Julie didn’t understand.

“I could smoke a little pot, shoplift a little, do all the normal shit that we do to kill time before going out tonight. I’ve done it a million times, and this little dirt scrub town bores me shitless. They think Applebees and a Wal-mart is fancy. I am willing to stay home this afternoon and make a little bet with you if you have the balls to play along,” Tyra turned to her younger sister and looked her in her pretty blue eyes.

“I don’t have BALLS,” Julie reminded her sister.

“You can say that again,” Tyra turned her back on her sister and continued doing her makeup.

“Okay, so what is the bet?” Julie couldn’t resist asking the question.

“Drink Justin’s tea when he offers it. I’ll do the same thing. We’ll do whatever he says. The first one to chicken out and quit loses,” Tyra explained. “If I win, you do whatever I tell you tomorrow as If you drank MY tea. If you win, I’ll do whatever you tell me!”

Julie was shocked by her sister’s bold offer. “What if he tells us to show him our tits?” she asked.

Tyra pulled her shirt up, revealing her bra-less, perky, and natural fat jugs. “I’ve got a lot more to show, then you do. If he dares go that far, then you show him. I can assure you if you lose the bet, I’ll make you show way more than that to my friends tomorrow,” Tyra had a wicked smirk on her face.

Julie wanted to hang out with Seniors. Tyra had never included her with the popular upperclassmen she hung around with. Tyra was incredibly slutty and had a reputation for fucking around. It was mostly unfounded rumors, but Tyra had never sweated being known as the class-slut.

“How long are you willing to do whatever Justin tells you?” Julie asked her sister. She was curious but mortified at the prospect of showing her little brother her boobs.

“We can pretend the pills wear off after four hours. I doubt you would make it that long, but if you do, I’ll say you automatically win the bet,” Tyra said.

“You’ll do whatever I tell you tomorrow?” Julie wanted to make sure Tyra was serious. The girls were hyper-competitive and often made little bets with one another. They had never done anything this risqué’, though.

“Yeah, anything! Obviously, no tattoos or anything permanent,” Tyra chuckled. She had no intention of losing the bet, so she was willing to promise just about anything.

“What if he orders us to do something in the living room? What will mom think?” Julie asked as she mulled over the bet.

Their mother, Tami, was recently divorced. She had a live-in boyfriend named Buddy, but the girls didn’t care what Buddy might think of them and their game. Tami wasn’t a total prude. She let Tyra and Julie get away with wearing skimpy clothes to school, but Julie assumed she would not let them get too wild around the living mom.

“If Mom or Buddy put a stop to it, then you win,” Tyra added the stipulation without a second thought.

“What about Tim?” Julie asked about her older brother Tim. Tim is a Junior and a star running back on the local football team. He is gregarious, handsome, and the polar opposite of everything his little brother Justin in all ways.

“Tim would probably laugh his ass off. I’ll tell him about the bet so he can keep us honest. That way, you can’t chicken out when I collect,” Tyra offered. She called Tim into their bedroom and quickly went over the conditions of the Bet.

Tim chuckled and said he didn’t think Julie had the balls to follow through with it.

“Why does everyone keep suggesting I have balls,” Julie stomped her feet and pouted.

“Don’t you love it when Julie gets mad?” Tim patronized his little sister to Tyra. “She turns up her cute little nose, and her freckles darken!” he teased.

“Fine, I’ll do the bet. Are we sure that Justin will even try to dose us both at the same time?” Julie asked.

Tyra sighed when she was asked the question. “You are going to have to play along with me for this to work. Justin is book smart, but he doesn’t have a lick of sense. If you act like you are under his control, he will believe it. Are you ready?” she asked. She spit on her pretty hand and offered it to Julie to shake. Julie accepted the bet.

“JUSTIN!!!!” Tyra screamed loudly for her little brother. The trailer walls were paper thin. Just as Tyra and her sister had to share, so did Tim and Justin. Justin came running into the bedroom with a look of alarm on his face.

“Did you leave this in here, peckerwood?” Tyra tossed his notebook at him.

“You didn’t read it, did you?” Justin had a look of concern on his face.

“Do I look like I want to read your little formula and learn physics or whatever boring shit you write in there all day?” Tyra lied. She had skimmed the notebook. She knew Justin drew pictures of boobs in all the margins as he worked on various mathematical equations and scientific experiments.

Justin accepted Tyra’s response and sighed with relief. He was ready to leave his older siblings alone.

“Do you have any more of that awesome tea you made for me earlier?” Tyra asked her little brother in a polite tone.

Justin noticed the box of his pills was lying on the bed. He assumed that Tyra knew what it was, and she was calling him out about it. Tyra saw that he looked frightened, and she smiled politely.

“I was just telling my skeeze-bag of a little sister how awesome it tasted. She wanted some too,” Tyra asked him if he would be a dear and make them both a cup.

Justin kept eyeing the pills on the bed. He was starting to get nervous that they were going to confront him about what was on the label.

“Is that bottle the tea?

I knew there was a reason my skeeze-bag of a sister stole it out of your room,” Tyra tossed the bottle at Justin. He was so uncoordinated he dropped it but quickly picked it back up and pocketed it.

“Yeah, that is the tea,” Justin hastily exited the bedroom with the promise of making the girls a drink.

“Hey, I want some too,” Tim said with a snicker as his little brother fled the presence of his domineering older sister.

“Well, it’s on like Donkey Kong now,” Tyra assured her little sister that the bet had now officially started. She also told Tim to pretend that the tea has no effect on him. “It’s supposed to only work on girls,” she said.

“Yeah, that makes sense,” Tim chuckled at the implausible idea that a drug would only work on a female.

“Viagra only works on guys,” Tyra shrugged.

“Is that what you have to give your boyfriends so they can get it up long enough to fuck you?” Tim teased his older sister. He was just as brash as she was, and the two of them liked to joke like that.

“Will you do us a favor and get out of here? Maybe go keep Mom and Buddy busy today?” Julie was fidgeting. She was nervous about following through on the bet. She didn’t want the increased humiliation of having to do her little brother’s bidding in front of Tim or her parents.

“Fuck no, I want to see this,” Tim smiled and said he planned to observe the whole thing. “Don’t worry, though. I’ll try to keep Mom and Buddy calm so you two can play your little game,” Tim said.

Julie was about to tell Tim that she’d prefer their mom blew her lid right away because it meant she automatically won the bet. The door opened, and Justin returned carrying a tray with three warm teas. He had heated up some Snapple in the microwave and added a double dose of the pills. It tasted terrible. Tyra nearly spit it out, but she pretended it tasted like delicious elixir. “This is really good! I bet you could sell this for a dollar a glass outside like a lemonade stand!”

Justin was nervous, but a sly smile had started to form on his face. He was anticipating the drugs kicking in any moment.

Tyra was the first to stand at attention. A glossy blank stare formed on her face as she looked straight ahead. It was the same stare she often had in English class when something went completely over her head. Tyra appeared like the perfect, dumb, compliant blonde bimbo.

Julie followed her sister’s lead. She parted her lips slightly and stuck her nose in the air. She tried not to blush as she stood, waiting for her little brother’s orders.

“Whoa, what just happened?” Tim pretended he was astounded by the girl’s sudden transformation.

“Please raise your left leg,” Justin nervously told the girls.

At first, Tyra raised her right leg before realizing she had raised the wrong one and lifting the other. Julie raised her left leg and bent her knee slightly.