"I ... I have to go," Katie stammered.
"So soon?" he asked, holding out the spray canister towards her.
She looked down at it. "What ... what is that?" She remembered him spraying it at her and then coughing and then ... all of those horrible things happened to her! "You changed me. You're the one that changed me!"
Greg smiled. "That's right."
"You sicko. Now I can't think of anything but ... ugh." Her eyes drifted towards Greg's pants. A smile entered her lips, as a thought entered her mind. Then it was gone, as she violently looked away. She had to control herself! "What the hell did you do to me?!"
"Me? I just opened you up a little bit. Made you a little more ... accessible."
"You perverted freak," she said, no longer worrying about her job and whether she still had one in the morning. She was gonna sue this creep for sexual harassment. "You turned me into a slut!"
He smiled. "That's right." He turned the canister in his hand so that Katie could read the label. It said SLUTTY. "But that was just one spray. I wonder what two sprays of it would do. Or three."
Suddenly, Katie's anger was replaced by terror. She didn't know how it was possible, but the chemical that Greg sprayed at her actually turned her into a slut. And now he was going to do it again. For the moment, she still had a good deal of control over herself. But what if she got sprayed again? Would she completely lose control and give into her carnal needs? It terrified her to think that in a split second she could turn into the type of woman she abhorred - the promiscuous kind.
She had to do something and fast! She could see it in Greg's eyes. He didn't have any problems with the ethics of what he was doing. Without a thought, he would turn Katie into a trashy street-walking whore. She couldn't let that happen!
