To plan

As Ginni and Sandy slept, their subconscious were bombarded with messaging so powerful as to alter their minds.

Karl let the two sleep in and waited until late morning before going across the hall and knocking on the door. Sandy answered. She wore blue gym shorts and a white tank top. Her hair was mussed, and she was not wearing make-up. Karl could see Ginni on the couch with a glass of orange juice in her hand.

"Let me in," said Karl.

"Sure, come on it."

Karl walked in and decided on a test. "Sandy, kiss me."

"OK," said Sandy. She gave Karl a quick kiss on the mouth.

"No, give me a long passionate kiss."

"Sure!"

Sandy started making out with Ginni.

"Oh my god, Sandy, what the fuck?" asked Ginni.

After the kiss was finished, Karl had an erection, but wanted to continue the test. "Sandy, tell me have you showered since last night?"

"No, just washed my face."

"Good, strip naked, bend over, and spread your ass cheeks."

"I don't see why not."

Ginne was aghast. "Sandy, seriously?" she said as she watched her roommate strip.

"What?" asked Sandy.

"Why are you stripping for that fucking dork?"

"He told me to. What's the problem?" Soon Sandy was naked, bent over, with her ass cheeks spread.

"Sandy! Sandy you're making a fool of yourself!" said Ginni.

"Ginni, see how far you can get your tongue up Sandy's asshole," said Karl.

"I will nuh...." Ginni found herself putting the glass of juice on the coffee table and getting behind Sandy. "Why can't I...mmmpphh!" she started trying to put her tongue up Sandy's rectum.

"Sandy," said Karl. "Tell Ginni what a pathetic ass eating slut she is."

"Ginni, you're such a pathetic ass-eating slut."

"Mmmphhh!"

"Ginni keep at it until I tell you to stop. Sandy, keep insulting your roommate."

"Ginni is a stupid rim jobber!" said Sandy.

Karl took out his phone and started filming.

Ginni looked sidelong at Karl, pleading with her eyes.