Demand information. NOW!

This was just too much. Were you expected to just blindly follow along with this nonsense? Of course not! Something about this Kathy girl was obviously out of place. Either she was on ****, you were on ****, or something REALLY shady was going on around here! No matter what it was, confronting the issue would be the best way to get the publicity you needed.

"What's going on here?" you say. "Enough about that show, rewind a bit here. Are you on **** or something?" You didn't necessarily mean to come off as interrogative... But you didn't mind having that approach right now.

Kathy paused for a moment, dumbfounded as she tilted her head. "Duh... No." She seemed to think this was a good enough answer. "Do you wanna, like, go to the stage show or not? I'm sure Mast- I mean, uh... Mr. buddy dude would love to have you and stuff!"

"Again with that weird 'master' business," you comment. "What's up with that show? Who is this 'master?' Can't you just say his name? I didn't even see a channel guide for the television in my room, what show are you talking about?" Channeling your inner journalism, you spew forth as many questions as you possibly can. Something about knowing that you have the power to be so aggressive gives you the confidence to keep it up.

Kathy, meanwhile, frowns. It's a pouty expression, almost more confused than annoyed. Almost. "Duh, I can't think of that many questions! That's, like, way too many! Don't you wanna be a good...?" As she drew her last syllable out, you could see the lightbulb pop in her brain. It seemed that she had her idea of the day. "Ah~!"

You tried to interject but she beat you to the punch. After reaching for her MP3, she disconnected the headphone wire and played her music at full blast. Somewhat unsurprisingly, it was generic pop music. You weren't sure what band it was, you didn't really pay attention to that sort of thing.

There was an awkward pause. She stared at you with a wide smile and gleeful look. You stared back, perplexed. "... Are you just trying to change the subject?" Not wanting to get bogged up in this, you attack directly. It was surprisingly easy to talk over the music.

A slow and relaxed giggle echoed from her plump lips. "Huh? Nooo! I was just, like... I dunno, you wanted, like... Answers and stuff? Or... No, no, you wanted to see something! Or... Something?" As if aware of her own loopiness, she fell into another burst of calm laughter.

It was all very confusing. Her sudden change in demeanor was one thing, but something else seemed... Off somehow. You tried to focus on what it was, but that only made you feel dizzier. "What's going on?" You asked tentatively. Were you ****? That was impossible, you hadn't eaten since you got here!

Shoulders slumping, Kathy's eyes drooped as she slowly stepped around the counter. She smiled at you passively. "It's, like... The music! It's soooo nice, isn't it~?" As she got closer, you could smell her marshmallow bubblegum scent even more. How could a girl even smell like that?

Wait, the music? Something really was off here! You hadn't even noticed how much of your attention was being drained away by those annoyingly generic beats. Instinctively focusing on it more, you tried your best to figure out what it was doing to you. You tried, you really did, but it was just too hard. The soothing yet energetic rhythms distracted and dazed you so badly that you couldn't even decipher the lyrics.

Your mind felt like a bubbly sea getting clouded over by a thick pink fog. It seeped into your imagination and thoughts, making you totally disoriented. Your body and skin felt light and fuzzy, almost like having an alcoholic buzz. Even then though, it was way more pleasant. Something shifted inside you before you found yourself slowly growing aroused.

"Something's... Like... Weird..." You barely managed to mutter. This wasn't what you came there for! Not that you remembered why you were there in the first place anymore. You tried to move your arms but they refused, instead only dangling by your side.

"Isn't it, like, totes amazing!?" Kathy beamed, guiding you by the wrist behind the counter. "The second song's about to start!" Kathy exclaimed as she set a hand on your stomach and gently pushed you into the chair behind the desk. You were powerless to resist.

"Second song...?" You, like, tried to think about that more. That meant time was totally moving... Weirdly. You needed to get out, something was definitely weird and stuff. The music kept looping in your ears and mind, infecting you with a slowly growing smile of confusion.

Your hips shifted up as Kathy pulled your denim jeans down to your ankles. That... Wasn't supposed to happen, was it? You didn't have pants. That was... Kinda funny, right? You forgot how to be angry, afraid, sad, and only remembered how to smile. You let out a giggle as Kathy pulled your jeans and shoes all the way off.

Time was, like, kinda fuzzy. The music in your mind made you happy and blank, obedient and horny, dumb and slutty. Every now and then you would stare into Kathy's eyes and she'd get lost in yours. She was, like, so pretty! You needed to ask her about makeup sometime. You wanted to look all cute and sexy too!

She took your top off. That made you giggle again, smiling with a clueless and kitten-like glee. Your boobies bounced in her hands as she groped you through your pretty black bra. There was a brief moment, or perhaps a long one, when her lips touched yours. It was complete bliss as you lost yourself in a dreamy kiss. Your hands, now filled with energy again, reached up to grab her ass through her skirt from both sides. Her surprised squeal made you giggle.

Thing, like, happened and stuff. You weren't sure what. About an hour later, the music ended.

Needless to say, things were substantially different.

You were still trying to think through a thick fog, but it was slowly lightening up, even if your brain still felt a bit fuzzy. Aside from that, your old clothes were nowhere to be found. Instead, you were only wear an adorable mint dress that showed off your cleavage and rode up your thighs. You knew it wasn't what you normally wore, but right now you couldn't bring yourself to want it gone either.

Looking down, you saw Kathy on the floor, legs parted as she rubbed her soaking pussy through a pair of wine red panties that were now also, understandably, soaked. A few slow moans slurred between pitifully horny breaths. She looked like she was coming to, but slower than you were.

Your eyes darted to the door. It was difficult to think, but you knew... Something about escape. Yeah. You were trying to get away earlier but the music stopped you. This was your chance!