Chapter 3: True Love is Corrupting Her Lesbian Soulmate for Him

Warning: This story isn’t for everyone. It contains offensive material, including but not limited to a strong female lead, brief homophobic language, and lesbian-to-straight conversion using mind control.

Contributions: Without the significant efforts of my editors (Griz T. Orc, TerrinX, and Sienna K.) and beta readers (Winston Knight, Dark Tzitzimine, and many others), this work would not have been possible. Thank you all!

Disclaimer: All characters are aged eighteen or older. This story is completely fictional, and I do not in any way condone what happens in it. This story does not imply anything related to dissociative identity disorder (DID), a tragically misunderstood condition. © Tessa ♥️

Pure, raw panic.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Okay. Stay calm, Katie. You can do this.

That’s what Katie felt, talking to herself, as she paced back and forth in the living room in front of the entranced John and Alyssa, side by side and mindlessly staring straight ahead, as if they hadn’t even registered her in front of them.

He’s home way too soon. I’d just hypnotized Alyssa, and he witnessed it.

The only echoes in the room were the sounds of breathing and Katie’s footsteps, but she couldn’t hear anything as the blood rush made her ears ring. She rubbed a hand on her chest as her ragged breathing didn’t seem to calm.

Katie wasn’t planning on telling John about her hypnotism plans just yet. But ... maybe she should?

No. You will never tell John, her darkness reminded her.

“Then what the fuck should I do?!” Katie snapped at the voice in her head. “When I wake him, he’ll remember, and then I’m fucked!”

She’d unintentionally said it out loud, but she didn’t have to worry about people thinking she was crazy right now.

The darkness rolled its figurative eyes. Just chill the fuck out and make him forget.

Oh. That makes sense.

Do I really have to teach you everything?

“Obviously. You’re supposed to be the teacher!”

The darkness just huffed in response as Katie took a deep breath and prepared to start.

Katie let out her breath slowly, and then addressed John. “You will go outside and forget everything since you came home. Then wait five minutes, wake up, and come back inside like usual. Then go to your study and finish some work. Stay there, ignoring any sounds, until I get you. Go now.”

As John obediently walked outside, Katie’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Was that to your liking, Darkie?”

Yeah, sure, whatever. You want a gold star?

Katie rolled her eyes—literally—as she turned to Alyssa.

“Go to my room and wait for me there.”

Nothing happened.

She doesn’t know where your room is, genius, it whispered, exasperated.

... Shush.

“Here,” she held her hand out. “I’ll take you.”

As Katie brought her best friend to her room, she finally started to calm down as panic turned into ... arousal.

I can’t wait to make her my—I mean, John’s good little straight girl.

“You were completely right. Corruption is so hot, right?” whispered Katie to her darkness.

Complete silence.

Katie shrugged.

When they arrived in her room, Katie started on Alyssa.

“Take off your clothes and lie down in bed on your back.”

Katie was straight. She wasn’t attracted to Alyssa. So for a moment, she wondered why she had her strip naked first.

And she didn’t know why she felt she had to strip out of her clothes herself and start rubbing.

But it just felt so... right..

Hypnotized girls should be naked. And so should Alyssa.

As Katie watched Alyssa mindlessly stripping in front of her, she decided that her naked body wouldn’t turn Katie on if she was awake.

But she was turned on seeing Alyssa right now. For some reason, trance made all the difference.

“Why would that be?” she asked herself, expecting her darkness to chime in.

But it was still silent, as if it had never existed.

Katie shrugged again and started rubbing her pussy as she looked over her best friend, naked and entranced.

She looked so ... vulnerable. Bare. Open.

Katie moaned and rubbed her wet pussy harder.

She was just as vulnerable to trance clothed, but being naked somehow added to that effect.

Katie tweaked a nipple with one hand as she continued rubbing her pussy with the other.

She needed to calm down and start the trance. She couldn’t make John wait forever. So she’d get Alyssa out of the house for now after she prepared for next time.

“Alyssa, whenever I tell you ‘sink deep for me’ you will drop into a trance like this, deeper each time. When you get as deep as you can, say ‘deep.’ When you leave here, go to your apartment, and then wake. You will only remember us having a pleasant chat, and you look forward to seeing me again.”

Fuck. Why is memory alteration so hot?

Soon ... Katie will have Alyssa begging for John’s cock

The thought sent another jolt to Katie’s pussy.

Alyssa will be so blank and deep like she is now, and Katie will twist the lesbian completely into a straight girl. John’s straight girl.

Katie moaned as her pussy clenched, and sped up her strokes.

Fuck, Alyssa ... You’ll start fantasizing about what it would feel like to cum on John’s thick cock. You’ll obsess over it. You’ll beg for it. You’ll want to get knocked up by him.

Out of the corner of Katie’s eye, she noticed Alyssa’s brows furrowing.

Did I say that out loud?

... Nah. If I did, she probably would’ve come out of trance.

Katie was so horny. She needed release.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.

She whispered, “Can I make Alyssa lick my pussy in trance? Or will it wake her?”

Silence.

“Hello?”

Still no response.

“Fuck you then, Darkie. I’ll do it anyway.”

Katie crawled on top of the bed and over her entranced best friend, lowering herself down to Alyssa’s blank face.

“Alyssa, lick my pussy until I cum. Give it your best effort.”

The response was immediate.

Before Katie realized it, Alyssa’s hands were squeezing Katie’s butt cheeks as she plunged her tongue into Katie’s shaved pussy, licking and lapping with gusto.

Katie moaned as pleasure swept throughout her.

“Yes! Worship my pussy, you dyke!”

I forgot how good lesbians are at licking pussy. Maybe I should do this more often.

Alyssa licked Katie’s wet folds as she worshiped the pregnant girl with her tongue. The pussy in front of her was Alyssa’s entire world, Katie’s commands her only desire.

“Fuck! Yes! Lick me while you’re still a lesbian!”

Her tongue licked faster and faster. Katie’s large breasts jiggled as her hips bucked, her head thrown back as her orgasm approached.

“Yes, yes! I’m going to cum on your blank face!”

Katie arched her back and screamed in ecstasy as she ground her convulsing pussy on Alyssa’s expressionless face, an intense orgasm rippling through her.

After what seemed like an eternity, it finally settled, and she maneuvered off of Alyssa’s face, which was now blank again, the entranced girl having completed Katie’s command.

As Kate caught her breath, she noticed the room smelled like sex. She’d have to deal with that before she went to get John.

For now, Alyssa had to go home. It’d been much longer than she’d planned.

But as Katie sat up to order Alyssa home, she noticed her pussy juices covering her soulmate’s blank face, sending heat rushing up Katie’s thighs—again.

Katie changed her mind.

John could wait.

The soft glow of the screen cast some light on John’s face as he opened his most recent work data. And then closed it.

Again.

For the past few hours he’d been trying to do work, but failing. It wasn’t that he was having trouble with what he was working on; it was that there wasn’t any work to do.

Every time he closed his data, he immediately opened it again.

He didn’t know why he’d be opening his work if he didn’t have any work to do. But he did know he had to work until Katie came to get him.

John shook his head. It wasn’t worth worrying about. He just has to work. On something.

Even if there was nothing to work on.

Sighing, he opened his work data again.

Just as he was starting to get frustrated again, he heard the door open, followed by Katie’s lovely voice.

“Hey! Working hard in here?” she asked, looking exhausted but with a smile on her face.

“Well, actually, I uh...” he stammered, not knowing how to explain his predicament.

“That’s great!” she interrupted. “Anyway, let’s go watch a movie. I want to cuddle with you.”

“ ... Sure, hon.” John paused. “By the way, is Alyssa coming over?”

He tried not to sound too hopeful. He had been really turned on at the idea of it.

“Unfortunately, no. She had some urgent business to take care of, and she won’t be able to make it for a week or so. But don’t worry. I’ll take care of you!”

John groaned as Katie’s hand teasingly slid up and down his crotch. “That does sound more fun than a movie.”

“Mhm,” she winked. “Plus, I need some straightening out right now. So how about you pretend I’m Alyssa again and fuck my pregnant lesbian pussy?”

John didn’t know what she meant about straightening out, but it sounded amazing to him.

He couldn’t wait.

All of Katie’s muscles protested as she woke up the next morning, alone in the conjugal bed. Although she was sore, it was a good kind of sore. The night before, John had gotten carried away again as he fucked her, imagining she was Alyssa.

John was continuing to get more dominant, which Katie loved, but that also meant she would need to get Alyssa for him, and soon. She wanted him to be able to express his dominance and desire for rough sex, but Katie was very pregnant, and wouldn’t be able to handle that again.

Just hypnotize John into treating you more gently, her passenger suddenly chimed in.

“Finally, darkness! You stopped talking to me yesterday. Where did you go?” whispered Katie out loud.

No response.

“Fine. Be that way!” she huffed.

Katie didn’t need to hypnotize John into being gentle. She just needed to get Alyssa for him, and if absolutely necessary, she could talk to him. He always apologized whenever he got carried away.

Thinking of Alyssa, it was time to call her.

Katie grabbed her cell phone on the night stand and called her.

“Hey, Katie,” came the tired voice on the other end.

Katie wasn’t in the mood for chatting though.

“Sink deep for me.”

After a short pause, “Deep.”

“It’s Friday, so you shouldn’t have classes. Correct?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Clean your apartment and do your inside chores naked in preparation for me. Once you finish, get dressed, wake up, and invite me over. You will only remember a normal morning of cleaning. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Go now.”

Beep.

Katie ended the call horny—or at least more horny than usual. She hadn’t intended to make her clean naked, but the command just came out.

I wonder what she’d look like cleaning in trance with a sexy maid uniform...

Fuck. Katie’s pussy loved that idea.

Apparently her darkness did too. Do it! Go buy one on the way!

Katie shook her head. As hot as that sounded, she had chores she needed to take care of herself before she went to Alyssa’s apartment.

Just as Katie had finished eating lunch, her cell phone rang, just on time.

“Hey, Alyssa.”

“Hey, Katie. Do you want to come over?” Pause. “Wait, no. That’s not what I—”

“I’d love to!” Katie interrupted. “See you soon!”

Beep.

Katie couldn’t wait. She grabbed her purse and hopped into her SUV. She didn’t need directions or GPS.

After all, she’d been to Alyssa’s apartment more times than she could count. In fact, until John, she’d hung out at Alyssa’s place more days than not. Her apartment was nice for a college student, paid for by her rich uncle. Katie had only had a dorm room until her junior year, and even then her apartment wasn’t nearly as good as Alyssa’s.

Alyssa and Katie had many good times and bad times there. They had celebrated good times, and consoled each other through bad times, like when Alyssa’s uncle died.

Though most of the time, they would just cuddle on the couch, and Netflix and chill—but not in a sexual way. But if she was honest, she would’ve loved it to be sexual back then.

Why did Katie have to date that bitch, Beth?

Oh well. It didn’t matter. Katie had John now, and she couldn’t be happier!

Reaching her destination, Katie switched her turn indicator as she pulled into the apartment complex.

After parking, she was so full of excited energy she would’ve run up the stairs to Alyssa’s second floor apartment had she not been heavily pregnant.

She couldn’t wait.

Alyssa opened her door looking nervous. Her blonde hair was wet, probably just having taken a quick shower. The short shorts and a tight t-shirt she was wearing would’ve turned Katie on had she still been a lesbian.

No. She needs to be in trance to make Katie horny.

“Uh, c-come on in,” her blonde friend said as she rigidly motioned with her hand.

As Katie stepped through, she immediately felt contentment. It was like coming home.

Katie smiled as she walked into the apartment. Everything was exactly as it was the last time she’d been there.

Alyssa’s Pride magnets were still attached to notes and a shopping list on the refrigerator.

The entertainment center was still cluttered with boxes of videos—no doubt half of them belonging to Katie.

She even had the same old couch pillow that belonged to her uncle that she had never gotten rid of. It really, really needed replacing. The burgundy color in it was fading, and didn’t even match the leather couch.

Katie smiled again. Alyssa hadn’t changed at all.

But she will by the time Katie was through with her.

She didn’t waste any time, as she turned around to Alyssa, who was nervously wringing her hands.

“Sink deep for me.”

After a few seconds, Alyssa droned, “Deep.”

“Strip and lay on the couch.”

Katie went to get a chair from the kitchen as she heard the sound of clothes rustling.

Heavy.

Uncomfortable with a baby tummy.

“Alyssa, get a chair from the kitchen and place it in the living room directly facing the couch.”

When Katie heard the couch groan as she got up, she stood back to let Alyssa pick up the chair. It seemed so easy for her in trance. Then Katie followed her back into the living room and sat down as Alyssa layed back down on the couch.

Actually, fuck it.

Katie stood up to strip her own clothes off, throwing it in a pile on the floor, and sat back down.

Unsurprisingly, seeing Alyssa naked and blank-faced on the couch sent a rush of arousal through Katie.

She snaked her hand down past her large breasts and around her baby belly to tease her clit as she started—

Wait. Where should she start?

Get a baseline, the darkness reminded her.

Oh, right

Katie unlocked her phone and opened up a photo of John.

“This is John. How attracted to him are you?”

“Not at all,” she replied immediately.

Hmm...

With a swipe on the screen, the photo changed to Katie’s favorite dick—John’s.

“How about this?” Katie asked.

“Disgusting,” Alyssa’s nose wrinkled.

This might take a little work.