"What ... what did you do to me?" Nadine asked, her eyes wide with fear. She saw the type of pills that Meagan could have used on her, and she both despised and feared the idea of becoming a slut or a bimbo or a slave. "Tell me!" she yelled, still feeling something in her mind changing.
"You'll soon find out, dear," Meagan said.
Dear? Nadine thought.
Nadine's mind swirled a bit more and then suddenly it stopped. But she didn't feel any different. In fact, she felt pretty normal. But that's kind of what scared her. How did she know that this was normal? The pills were supposed to change people's minds. Maybe this wasn't normal. But she still had her memories and the way she felt right now matched them. So maybe she did feel normal, after all. But if that was true, that would mean that Meagan didn't use a pill on her, even though she acted as though she had.
"Wondering why you don't feel any different?" Meagan asked, breaking Nadine out of her thoughts. "Well, it's because I used a SUGGESTION PILL on you. You are now completely open to suggestion. I can even make you think that anything I tell you is your own idea."
Nadine stared at her. "What ... what are you going to make me do?"
"A prudish church-loving girl like you?" Meagan said, with a grin. "Anything I want. And you won't be able to resist."
