Chapter 4: True Love is Giving Her Lesbian Soulmate to 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. Do not reproduce this story on any other site. © Tessa ♥️

Alyssa didn’t know how she got there.

But she found herself sitting at a desk in a classroom, a packet of paper in front of her, with a pen beside it.

It was her final exam in Psychology.

She heard ruffling papers and looked around the classroom. Other students were just starting to write.

Good. It was the very beginning.

But Alyssa couldn’t remember studying. She’d lost track of so much time. Although she always had fuzzy, fake memories wanting to surface, she discarded those compulsions, now easily able to recognize them for what they are.

She looked over the first page, worried she wouldn’t know the material. But to her surprise, the answers seamlessly came to her. Maybe Katie had her study while she was in trance.

Well isn’t that fucking nice of her, Alyssa thought sarcastically.

Still, Alyssa breezed through her final with surprising ease, feeling good about it as she handed in her paper, and then—

—Alyssa found herself sitting at a desk in a classroom, her final exam in Biochemistry in front of her.

Alyssa couldn’t remember studying, but she breezed through the material quickly, maybe only missing a question or two. She turned it in feeling good about herself, and—

—Alyssa found herself in front of her exam in Maths, and was surprised with the speed she could solve complicated equations, and easily aced it. She set it on the pile of other tests on the desk in front of the teacher’s assistant, and—

—found herself flying through her Physics final, her pen writing nonstop. She realized that tests were fun if you knew all the answers. It gave her a feeling of accomplishment. It was—

—very easy passing her Philosophy final. Although she preferred subjects with objective right or wrong answers, she could still handle essay questions. She just had to make something up that agreed with the professor’s views.

Easy.

After handing in her finished exam to the teacher’s assistant who was proctoring it, she walked away with a satisfied smile. Back in the hallway, she dug her phone out of a pocket in her unfamiliar short skirt—when did she buy that?—and checked the date. Friday. No more school! Graduation was in eight days!

But she was starting to worry more about the lost time.

She had decided not to actively fight Katie’s hypnotism, because she wanted to be together with Katie, no matter what.

But that was different from giving in.

As much as Alyssa would like to tell her best friend that she’d go along with whatever Katie wanted, she couldn’t tell Katie she knew what was happening. Who knew what Katie would do then?

Alyssa liked to at least know something was going on, even if not exactly what.

She could now identify and reject false memories, but the downside was that it left gaps in her memory, which worried her.

Under normal circumstances, she’d be panicking much worse. But honestly?

She had to admit it was hot.

Alyssa would much rather not have memory loss, but it still turned her on to know she just skipped through finals week, acing every test, not remembering anything in between. Anything could have happened.

And she was thankful that it seemed like she never had to study. But she was still worried Katie was escalating way too much.

But maybe Katie got it out of her system now, and hopefully, there would be no more memory loss or alterations. Maybe she—

—looked around and saw how massive the graduation ceremony was eight days later. Alyssa looked down and saw herself wearing a cap and gown. The plain black gown was unflattering for her figure, but her large, perfect breasts were impossible to miss. She looked around and saw a countless number of similarly dressed students.

Underneath the gown, she was wearing—

Wait. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath!

She squirmed. Katie was really getting carried away.

Alyssa knew her gown covered her completely, but she couldn’t help but wonder what the other students would think if they knew she was completely naked underneath.

She couldn’t get that thought out of her head. Her pussy kept getting wetter as the names of students were called.

“—ssa Banks.”

Alyssa shook her head clear. She needed to get her diploma. She was so nervous and aroused as she walked up on stage. When she was handed her diploma, she went to grab it. And the second it touched her hand—

Jolt!

Her pussy convulsed in a sudden mini-orgasm without provocation.

Her cheeks flushed, both in embarrassment and arousal.

After a few seconds, she regained her awareness and saw the man standing there still holding out her diploma.

Goddamnit, Katie!

She hesitantly grabbed it, but this time nothing happened.

After the ceremony, she exited with everyone else, but realized she didn’t know where she had parked. Or how she got there.

“Alyssa!” she heard a familiar voice call to her.

As Katie ran over, Alyssa noticed that something was odd about her.

It wasn’t odd that Katie hugged her and kissed her cheek.

It wasn’t odd that Katie’s excitement showed through her emerald green eyes.

No, Alyssa realized.

What was odd was that Alyssa wasn’t attracted to any of that now.

In fact, Alyssa wouldn’t doubt that most biologically straight girls were more attracted to Katie than Alyssa was right now.

She didn’t know how she felt about that.

“Katie. You’re here...”

“What, and miss my bestie’s graduation? Never!”

Alyssa smiled. “Thanks.” She couldn’t deny she was happy Katie showed up.

The two girls walked through the crowd over to Katie’s SUV. Apparently, she’d been the one to drive Alyssa to her graduation.

“Ooh! Hey,” Katie spoke up. “Wanna celebrate your graduation at my place?”

Alyssa decided she wouldn’t fight it, but she needed at least one whole night to herself that she could remember. She’d have to decline and suggest they celebrate tomorrow instead. So she opened her mouth and—

“Sure! I’d love to!”

—said the exact opposite.

Damnit, Katie...

They hopped in Katie’s SUV. Alyssa’s cheeks flushed as she sat in the passenger’s seat, the gown riding up, even if she tried to keep it in place. She looked around nervously, worried that someone could see she was naked underneath. Fortunately, everyone was so busy congratulating and cheering that nobody paid attention to the two friends.

“Best to stop at your apartment first to get ready for the celebration!” said Katie as she drove absently to Alyssa’s place.

Alyssa wouldn’t mind a change of clothes. More like putting on clothes. There were no clothes to change. Alyssa was completely naked underneath her gown. She didn’t know how she got that way, but she had no doubt Katie was responsible.

The young woman squirmed, the cotton-polyester gown rubbing against her hard nipples, which were now visible to anyone who looked at her.

But Alyssa wasn’t the only one who was turned on. Katie was clearly enjoying Alyssa’s predicament from the look on her face when she’d occasionally give Alyssa an appreciative glance.

Alyssa noticed that sometimes Katie would stare off, as if she was deep in thought. She even caught her once silently whispering to herself. Something like, “No ... I won’t do that.”

She shrugged. Katie’s always been kind of weird. But in a cute way.

When they arrived at Alyssa’s apartment, she went to her room to put on clothes ... but Katie followed her.

“Uh ... I need to change.”

“Go ahead,” Katie grinned. “It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before.”

Well, yeah. The girls had practically grown up together. Obviously they’d seen each other naked occasionally.

Alyssa didn’t know what to do. Was Katie testing her?

Did Katie give Alyssa commands to obey her?

If Alyssa resisted, would she be dropped into trance again?

She didn’t have a choice.

Katie sat on the queen-size bed, waiting for Alyssa to start stripping.

Embarrassed, Alyssa unzipped the front of her gown slowly.

It didn’t help that Katie licked her lips and watched appreciatively as Alyssa’s large breasts came into view, followed by her trim stomach and shaved pussy.

Alyssa blushed and hung up the gown in her closet.

“Hey, Alyssa.”

Alyssa turned around in the direction of Katie’s voice, only to see her hiking up her dress, revealing her bald pussy. She hadn’t worn panties either.

“Uh...”

Alyssa’s eyes were glued.

Katie grinned. “We have some extra time, so, wanna fuck?”

“Wanna fuck?”

That’s what she’d always wanted.

As she looked at Katie massaging her wet pussy lips, she felt—

Alyssa doesn’t want to think about having sex with a woman. Lesbian sex is unnatural and turns Alyssa off.

—extremely turned off!

Although Alyssa caught the foreign thought and discarded the ridiculous homophobia, she couldn’t deny that she wasn’t attracted to Katie anymore.

Katie let out a moan as she slid a finger in.

“Come on. Please lick my pussy?”

No.

Do. Not. Want.

Alyssa needed an excuse to get out of it.

“Um, aren’t you straight now?”

“Mhm. But you’re a lesbian. Aren’t you?”

That teasing bitch. She knew she succeeded in making Alyssa straight.

Alyssa won’t give her the satisfaction, though.

“Okay, sure!”

Alyssa knelt in front of Katie, spread her thighs, and...

Eww. No. Alyssa couldn’t do it!

“Actually, I really want to. But I don’t feel right cheating with you on your husband.”

Perfect excuse, Alyssa!

Katie smirked. “Okay then.”

Damnit. Katie didn’t buy it.

Katie: 1 — Alyssa: 0

John looked at the text on his phone from Katie. She was headed over with Alyssa to celebrate her graduation.

Over the past few weeks, he’d been fantasizing more about things that used to make him feel guilty. Namely, fucking lesbians. And his dick throbbed at the thought of introducing Alyssa to her first cock ever.

But he was still skeptical that Katie’s best friend, the one Katie had been (exaggeratingly?) referring to as her soulmate, would be interested in having sex with a man, even though his wife used to be a lesbian. But maybe he shouldn’t get his hopes up. Maybe it’d just be an ordinary celebration.

He thought about his lovely wife. Wasn’t it weird a wife would seduce her friend to have sex with her husband?

This could be a test of his fidelity, and it would ruin his relationship with his wife if he gave into temptation.

So maybe he should just—

John wants to have sex with Alyssa.

—go through with it. Fuck it.

Still, he knew this wasn’t fiction, where the guy fucks a lesbian once, and then she’s automatically straight. No. It was more complicated than that. But either way, John looked forward to showing Alyssa why she should give up women.

He wondered how to approach it, though. Alyssa had never been with a man before, so maybe he should be gentle, or—

John wants to dominate lesbians.

—dominant. Yes. He wanted to dominate the hot lesbian. Show her the pleasure of his cock. Just like he showed his wife.

Nothing could stop him.

Click.

That must be them now.

As they walked in the door together, John looked over his wife’s gorgeous friend.

He’d seen a photo of Alyssa on Katie’s phone, but the pixels on its tiny screen failed to capture the true essence of the blonde beauty in person. Her large breasts almost distracted him from the sharp, cerulean eyes that held her intelligence.

John had a feeling she was often underestimated ... to the detriment of those who underestimate her.

He would be sure not to make the same mistake.

Alyssa bit her plump bottom lip the entire way as Katie drove them to her house.

What was going to happen?

Was this going to be an ordinary graduation celebration, or was she expected to have sex with John?

What if Katie’s conversion of Alyssa’s orientation didn’t entirely work? Would she find out Alyssa was able to fight compulsions to an extent?

If she was expected to have sex with John, could she go through with it?

Doubts and fear were still swirling around Alyssa’s mind as Katie pulled into the driveway.

When Katie ushered her to the living room, that’s when Alyssa saw him.

John.

As if in slow motion, she watched the tall, handsome man walk over to her. He had short, brown hair and deep, blue eyes in which she’d love to get lost. Even in his simple blue jeans and black T-shirt, he looked surprisingly handsome. And it didn’t hurt that his shirt showed off his muscles. His body could be described as athletic rather than that of a bodybuilder.

Seeing him like this—

Alyssa is attracted to John.

—gave her body an immediate reaction. She blushed, seeing for the first time in person the attractive man who Katie must have conditioned her to view him as. She became more aroused by the second.

She couldn’t help but glance at his crotch, noticing a bulge in it, and squirmed.

She vaguely heard someone say a name. Her name.

“Huh?” She finally realized she’d been staring at him.

“I said it’s nice to meet you, Alyssa,” he greeted her pleasantly. “I’m John Hayes. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

She shook her head to clear it, embarrassed that he caught her staring.

“Hi, John. I’ve heard so much about you,” she said shyly.

She couldn’t deny that she was attracted to him now. But maybe it was too soon to have sex with him. She probably wasn’t ready. Maybe she’d rather take it slowly, and—

Alyssa wants to get fucked by John.

—changed her mind. She desperately wanted to get fucked by him, and soon!

She pondered her sudden change of heart and felt a bit uneasy, but only that she didn’t feel uneasy. Even though she knew it was Katie’s manipulation, her sudden desire to fuck him felt perfectly natural to Alyssa.

Katie: 2 — Alyssa: 0

It was John’s turn to appraise her body, and he didn’t even feel shy doing it. From the look on his face, it seemed he thoroughly enjoyed what he saw. Unlike most people, though, he spent the least time looking at her breasts. Instead, there was another part of her body that captivated him.

Her cerulean eyes.

John grinned as if knowing what she was thinking. She winked at him in response.

After a few seconds, his posture straightened as his face took on a serious look.

“Strip!” he commanded.

Alyssa’s heart thudded at the order. The way he said it with absolute confidence made her pussy clench.

He wasn’t asking. It wasn’t a request. He said it with such expectation that it was as if there was no possible universe in which his command to strip wouldn’t be obeyed.

And obey, she did. She didn’t even consider it. And from the rustling of clothes she heard beside her, Katie obeyed too.

Obeying John was automatic as Alyssa quickly lifted her short skirt, easing the pink blouse off her shoulders, unhooking her bra, and pulling down her pan—

Wait. Where did her panties go?!

She didn’t remember taking them off.

“You want my cock.”

It wasn’t a question; it was a statement.

As Alyssa nodded, she noticed the visible outline of John’s cock in his jeans, and wondered how she’d be able to take that.

“Kneel and take my cock out.”

Alyssa immediately dropped to her knees as if by instant reflex. She inched close to him and unzipped his jeans slowly in anticipation. After carefully pulling out his throbbing cock, she shuddered at the discovery that she couldn’t wrap her hand around it.