Hell no!

June's eyes widened as Meredith's words sank in. "What the fuck?" she cried. She began to hyperventilate. "What the fuck, Mere? What are they doing to me?"

Meredith put her hands on June's shoulder's and rubbed slowly. "It's ok, shhh, it's ok," she repeated soothingly. "Shh, here... feel this."

She took June's left hand in hers and placed it on her breast. June instinctively squeezed, then her hand relaxed. She stared down at her hand, then up at Meredith with a cartoonish expression of shock.

"That feels good," she said quietly. "I don't care about your big stupid tits. That shouldn't feel good, it should feel like I'm squeezing the office slut's oversized boobs."

Meredith laughed a little. "Jealous?"

"No," June scoffed. She pressed a little harder and pinched the nipple. Meredith put a hand on her face. "Are we calm now?"

"Yeahh... no! What the fuck, Mere? Are you trying to seduce me or something? Oh my God, what the fuck is going on?" She pulled away from Meredith and backed into the wall, her eyes darting frantically around the room. "They're changing me! They're changing me and you're helping them!"

Meredith stayed where she was. "I'm not helping them at all," she explained. "I'm helping you calm down. Panic isn't gonna-"

"Oh, fuck you!" June cried. "I'll panic if I goddamn want to! They're in my head fucking with me and I can't even tell and you're too brainfucked to even worry! I can't- I can't- get them out of my fucking head!"

June balled her fist and began to hit herself. Tears flew from her eyes as she struck herself again and again until Meredith was holding her arms, pinning her to the wall and keeping her from hitting herself.

"Let me go, bitch!" she screamed, but Meredith continued holding her impassively. "I'll fucking KILL you! Let me fucking go NOW!"

Suddenly a voice interrupted. "June, dear, no more of that. It's unfortunate that you've discovered our plan this early but abusing your roommate won't change anything."

"Fuck you!" she screamed at the ceiling. "You don't get to tell me to calm down! Get the fuck out of my head!" Meredith let go and June stood.

"What is this? Some kind of sick fucking game?" she demanded from the ceiling. "You're just watching her- watching me turn into somebody else, bit by bit?"

"Honestly, you should probably give her ataraxia," Meredith said.

"What? What the fuck? No, don't listen to her, she's brain damaged! Whatever you think I'm- we think- I, uh, whatever you think is gonna happen, it'll fuck up your experiment if you do that!"