June gets better.

June's eyes felt dry as she looked at the long, thin needle coated with blood. Had that just been in her head? It was so hard to think right now.

"I guess I'm not the smart one anymore." She was staring vacantly at Meredith's boobs.

"Are you sure her brain's gonna grow back?" Meredith asked.

"No," the man said and June snorted with laughter. "But we think it will. We just needed a little ataraxic brain for analysis and she didn't seem like she was using it."

"I was, though," June objected. "I think."

"Not as well as you used to," the tech said with a snicker. "Now, they'll be bringing some food in. Try not to drool on yourself in the meantime."

They hurriedly packed up their equipment and left the two women alone and naked. June squinted her eyes at Meredith, who was looking at her with curiosity.

"How do you feel?" she asked gently.

"Still great." June reached out and put her hand on Meredith's shoulder. "I'm a little foggy but that's ok. I don't think we're getting out of here."

"Not soon, in any case," Meredith said. She took June's hand and moved it down to her breast, where June began to massage. "I need you at peak performance."

"Then I hope my little brain can fix itself because I feel pretty stupid right now."

Meredith leaned forward, smashing her breast against June's sweaty hand. Her own hand began to move downward. "You're not talking or acting very differently. You seem a little spacier, but you're not acting like a bimbo or anything."

June was nodding along as Meredith talked. When her cellmate's fingers made brief contact with her vulva, she grunted loudly.

"Oh! Yeah, I don't think it's affected my vocabulary or anything. It's more like... I don't know, I just can't think as fast. I can't keep as many thoughts in my head as before. I wonder if they did this because we were making plans- ahh! Jesus, that's good!"

Meredith had begun probing gently inside her. She noted that June was immediately wet. "You're welcome," she said magnanimously. "So you're not much of a planner now. I think they may have done that on purpose. Also, I thought we were offering me up for experimentation, not you."

As she said this, the door opened again and a man came in with two bottles of a pink fluid. "These drinks have all of the nutrients and vitamins you need," he told them as he set them down on the bedside table.

"Weren't you gonna do some experiments on Meredith?" June asked distractedly. She was sweating now and gyrating her hips as Meredith's fingers continued their delicate dance.

"Oh, yeah," the guy said. "We're definitely gonna test some stuff out on her. We just needed a little of your brain for a different project." He reached out and put a hand on her sweaty tit and she yelped with pleasure. "In a second the doctor will come in and begin the first experiment. In the meantime, I'd eat while you can."

"Oh, oh, OH MY GOD that's ominous," June cried out as Meredith finished the job. She sat back and smiled lovingly at Meredith.