Peach, Zoey and Lyra, Hypnosis, Lesbian poly-trio

It was a quiet afternoon when my front door knocked. It was the first day of Lyra's two weeks living with me since Zoey left to visit her family. I knew this had all the workings to be a weird weekend since this is the first time we've tried sharing space together, but I was willing to go through with anything. As I opened the door I was greeted by Lyra's trademark giddiness. "Peaches!!!!" She squeal as she came in and hugged me tightly. I blushed as her breasts pressed against mine. Though I'm not a full on lesbian I was sort of curious what it would be like to be with any woman really. This wasn't the time or place though. "Hehe great to see you too Lyra." I say as I gently release my self from her grip. Lyra grabs two sets of luggage and pulls them in to take to the room I'm letting her in upstairs. As she brings them in I notice a box with a note featuring my name on the lid. "Hey is this yours?" I ask as I bring the box in. Lyra looks at the box from the stairs across the room. "Oh no. That's from Zoey she just told me to let you have it. I have no Idea what it is." she explains as she head upstairs to unpack. I open the box and find myself perplexed finding a couple of books on hypnosis and a notebook. searching for answers I open the notebook to the first page and find a letter from Zoey.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Hey Peaches,

So this probably ain't the best way to drop this on you, but I need someone to take care of my handiwork while I'm out for the next two week. Since your bi curious you may get some fun out of it. So back when Lyra's lame ass boyfriend left her, I was learning about hypnosis. Heartbroken Lyra asked me to remove the memory of brad using hypnosis. I managed to put her under thankfully and awesomely, but to make a long story short I took away all of her memories of finding men attractive. Ever since I have been using hypnosis to modify her mind some. make her a kinky lesbo. To give you a rough idea of what all has changed I have been trying to make her go full commando, but she only finds panties slightly uncomfortable still. Despite no longer finding men attractive, she hasn't gone full head over heels for women yet so you can take things slowly. All I ask is anything you add to her write down in this notebook. I'm all for sharing her with you just keep me up to date on what all you do to her, so when I get Home I can join in on the fun you two have had.

See you cuties in a few weeks,

-Zoey

This was a lot to take in. I had been friends with both Zoey and Lyra forever. Zoey had always been mischievous and into psychology stuff, but I never thought she'd try to brainwash someone. Lyra had also been the straightest woman I know, It was kinda weird to hear that she was now curious about women too. I peer through the rest of the notebook going through all of what Zoey has done to her. This was insane and now she was asking me to take a part in this. Before long I hear Lyra coming back down the stairs. I throw the notebook back into the box and put the lid back on the box. "Hey so what she give you?" She asks curiously. "Oh nothing important." I lie as I try to hide the blush from all the thoughts rushing to my head. "Oh well ok." She says as she come to the couch to sit with me. "Well let's put something on." She says as she bends down to pick up the remote from the low sitting coffee table. As she leans over I notice the crack of her but hanging out from her skirt. I soon realize she didn't have any underwear on. As she picks herself up she look at my bright red face. "You good?" She asks. "I-uh-eh ...under...w-w-wear." I stumble over my own words trying to figure out where to go from here. "Oh yeah that. I don't know why but panties have just been hugging my legs weird. I've tried going up a size but then they just don't fit right. So I have been kinda experimenting with no panties at all." she explains. A moment of awkward silence is shared between the two of us as her explanation echos. "I can try and put them back on if your not cool with it." She says feeling antsy about putting them back. "N-No it's cool." I squeak as she sits back down on the couch. It's at this point I realize Zoey's note was true. She has been changing Lyra and making her into some type of sex toy. I know I should say something, but at the same time I want to... Play with her too?