The Final Pieces

S.A.M. holds out the object for everyone in the room to see. The cracks are still clearly visible from where the glass shattered, but the glue S.A.M. has applied allows the small fixture to remain intact. While there may be a few fragments missing, the other women in the room can't help but be impressed by the thoroughness of the robot's work, as they are all easily able to tell what it's supposed to be now.

"It's... a wine glass..." Chelsea finally says the words out loud.

"Hey! That's one of the ones from my favorite set! What happened?!" Lalita cries out in an upset tone.

The dark-haired woman reaches out and snatches the glass from S.A.M.'s hand. She traces her finger over the stem and up to the bowl before finally reaching the cup's rim. As her hand circles around the edge, she can't help but be disappointed at the sight of her expensive drinkware being so heavily damaged. Each time she feels her finger run over one of the glued-together seams, she can't help but cringe internally. After a moment of grieving, she notices that all the other women in the room are staring at her.

"Oh... I suppose the current state of my dishes isn't exactly what's important right now..." Lalita admits, though somewhat reluctantly.

"You do bring up an important question though: what happened? How did a wine glass end up broken in a flowerbed outside?" Chelsea asks, trying the get the group back on track.

"Is it possibly that's Noelle's glass?" Cassidy poses. "Pretty sure that girl had been drinking wine basically the entire afternoon."

"But then how did it get in the backyard?" Chelsea retorts.

"And didn't Noelle bring her drink with her when she went upstairs?" Isa adds. "I'm pretty sure she did. But I don't remember seeing it up there when we found her."

The rest of the group pauses the think, but no one can come up with a good explanation for how the glass ended up in the backyard or if it really belonged to Noelle or not. After a minute or so, they all decide to just wait and bring it up to the rest of the ladies in the house to see if any of them can come up with something. Just as they are all about to leave, S.A.M. interrupts one more time.

"There is one other thing that I believe is worth mentioning."

"Really? What it is?" Chelsea asks the mechanical woman.

"There were quite a few pieces left over once I was done reconstructing the glass," S.A.M. notes.

"What does 'quite a few' mean?" Cassidy asks.

S.A.M. turns back toward the table and scoops up the remaining shards of glass before showing them to the group. In her hands is a small pile of fragment, though there are still enough of them for the other women to raise their eyebrows. Lalita holds up the wine glass, allowing everyone to take another look at at it. While there are a few visible chips remaining in the object, the imperfections don't nearly match the amount of remaining pieces.

"That doesn't make any sense. How is there so much left?" Chelsea asks.

"Obviously, the wine glass wasn't the only thing that broke," Cassidy points out in a condescending tone, prompting a glare from Chelsea.

"Cassidy is correct," S.A.M. confirms. "Too many pieces remain for them to all belong to the wine glass. And there are too few of them to make a second wine glass. As for how and why two different glass objects both ended up being broken and scattered around the same flowerbed, I can only speculate."

"Well, can't you just put this one together too?" Isa asks.

"Unfortunately, I cannot. The pieces are too small. My humanoid digits lack the precision required for such a task," S.A.M. explains, seeming a bit self-conscious about her inability to help any further.

"It's alright, dear. You did more than enough," Lalita assures S.A.M.. "While I may have just found out about all this glass business, it's clear you have already put in more than enough effort to aid us. Certainly more than some of us..."

Lalita glances back at Cassidy, though she's also pictures Sabrina in her mind as well.

"For fuck's sake. I'm helping now, aren't I?" Cassidy rolls her eyes.

"Well, whatever the case, it appears one mystery has just led to more," Lalita continues on, trying her best to ignore Cassidy. "Now, what could this perplexing object be that's made of glass, yet is smaller than a wine glass?"

"That is the question, isn't it?" Chelsea agrees as she also tries to wrack her brain.

As that goes on, Danielle manages to pull the bimbofied Abigail into one of the many bedroom in the manor. She figured that would be the best way to ensure the two aren't interrupted by Sabrina's antics again. Danielle quickly goes to lock the door, but not before Blondie manages to squeeze herself into the room with them. The Latina considers kicking her out, but decides that it would probably be more trouble than it's worth.

"Alright, fine. As long as you promise not to interfere with what I'm doing, you can stay," Danielle says.

"Yay!" Blondie and Bimbo Abigail both cheer.

"Now let me see... where did I keep my spare antidotes..." Danielle muses to herself as she begins to reach into the various pockets of her lab coat.

After a little bit of rummaging, Danielle is able to find what she is looking for. She pulls out a plastic container of white pills as well as a eyedropper.

"Okay, Abigail. This should undo all the physical changes to your body..." Danielle says as she places one of the pills on a nearby nightstand. She then fills the eye dropper with a light yellow liquid, which she drops a single bead of onto the pill. "...and this should help deal with your raised libido and decreased intelligence. All you need to do is-"

Danielle suddenly freezes when she turns around and notices Abigail and Blondie passionately making out on the bed. For a brief moment, her cheeks warm and her pussy moistens, but she quickly shakes the feeling off and returns to the job at hands.

"Alright, you two, that's enough. Blondie, you said you wouldn't get in my way if I let you stay in here," Danielle reminds the ditz.

"I did?" She asks, only briefly pulling herself away from Abigail's extra cushiony lips.

"Y-..." Danielle stops herself as she realizes that the airhead technically didn't agree to anything. "You know what? We don't have time for semantics."

"Semen-what?" Blondie tries to repeat in confusion.

"Ooh, does someone have semen? I'd love to taste a hot load right now," Abigail adds, prompting a giggle from both blondes.

Danielle sighs and pushes Blondie off of Abigail. Luckily for her, Blondie seems to get the message, moving over to a nearby chair and watching the two women closely. Or maybe she just assumes that Danielle wants a chance to play with Abigail's juicy body and is hoping to have a front row seat.

"Do you want a turn kissing me?" Abigail asks, making her interpretation of the situation clear.

"Maybe another time. For now, I need you to take this," Danielle says, holding out the pill, which has now turned from it's original white to the same light yellow of the liquid Danielle added to it.

"Is that another piece of candy?"

"Something like that. Now be good and swallow it for me."

"I'm, like, really good at swallowing stuff!" Abigail laughs.

Abigail doesn't resist this time as the pill is placed in her mouth. Instead, she eagerly sucks on it for a few moments before gulping it down.

"That one was yummy too!"

"Thank goodness. All we have to do now is wait a few minutes and you should be back to your normal, brainy self," Danielle explains after a sigh of relief.

"Okay! Does that mean we can fuck now?" Abigail asks.

Danielle is about to tell Abigail no when she once again stops herself. She looks around and sees that they're all alone in this room. Well, except for Blondie, but based on the way she's closely eyeing Danielle and Abigail's breasts, it's clear she's not opposed to the idea. The chemist also remembers the fact that she locked the door when they first entered, meaning that no one would be able to potentially walk in on them.

"Well..." Danielle weighs her options as all the information runs through her mind. "I suppose there's not a whole ton we can do until the antidote takes effect and you're fully back to normal..."

It doesn't even take thirty seconds before most of Danielle's clothes are on the floor and she's pulled Abigail on top of her. She leans against the wall at the top of the bed as Abigail happily mounts Danielle's legs and begins grinding on top of them. Danielle quickly begins to thrust her own hips in response, and before long, the two of moaning loudly as they scissor one another. The scientist pulls her vapid lover into a kiss and roughly gropes her chemically enhanced tits, both of their pussy's throbbing as they rub against each other.

Meanwhile, Blondie fingers herself with reckless abandon as she watches the live sex show unfolding in front of her. As much as she enjoys getting action herself, she sees no issue sitting back and letting some other hotties go at it for a while. At least, as long as she's able to touch herself while they do so. And seeing as how no one is stopping her right now, she doesn't hold anything back as she pinches one of her puffy nipples while her other hand explores her soaking wet folds.

The three women all enjoy the experience without any hesitation. Even Danielle has given up any attempt to fight her urges. She didn't realizes at the time because of how focused she was on her research, but watching Blondie and Lalita have fun earlier got her really worked up, so having a dumb little toy to play with and blow off some steam turned out to be exactly what she needed. And since she knows Abigail is unlikely to remember anything one she's back to normal, she can happily indulge herself without any worry.

The two bimbos cum pretty quickly, but Danielle isn't too far behind herself. And once each of them climaxes, they continue on in an attempt to reach that peak of pleasure once again. However, as their arousals begin to climb once more, Abigail's body starts to change. Her golden locks begins to darken back to their normal brown hue. Her giant boobs and butt shrink down, though not all that much given the woman's already impressive physique. Danielle barely seems to notice Abigail's transformation as her second orgasm suddenly hits her, causing her to tense up. As Abigail's mind starts to refocus, she feels the intense sensation of her clit pressing into Danielle's body, causing her to cum as well.

Her second climax allows all of the remaining fog to clear out of Abigail's mind. As the two ladies collapse onto the bed, the therapist looks around, taking stock of the situation. The first thing she notices is that she no longer has her glasses on, as is evident by the slightly blurry quality of the room.

"Ugh... I feel like my head is about to split open..." she mumble quietly.

"Huh? Oh! Abigail! You're back..." Danielle jumps, now realizing Abigail's current condition. The older woman hops off the bed and begins redressing as fast as possible while Abigail is still dazed.

"Are you okay? Can you describe how you're feeling a bit more?" Danielle asks, partially concerned for the young woman, and partially interested in picking her brain to learn about her experience. She also picks up the hypnotist's clothing that she got from Pearl and places them on the bed.

"Um... I'm not quite sure. The whole experience was... weird..."

Danielle's ears suddenly perk up at the sound of that.

"Wait... 'the whole experience?' That's an unusual way to phase it? Do you... actually remember your transformation?" She asks with curiosity

"Yeah. It's a bit fuzzy, but I think that's just because I wasn't wearing my glasses. Aside from that, I remember everything. Although, if I'm being honest, I kind of wish I didn't. It was like I couldn't control my own body. Like my brain had to sit back as something else piloted my body. I can't believe some of the things I said..." Abigail groans.

"Incredible. Most people have no recollection of the time they spend bimbofied. Some are able to vaguely recall a few details, but I've never had a subject describe their experience the way you just did," Danielle tells Abigail.

"Really? Why did it work differently on me?" Abigail asks.

"I'm not sure. Perhaps your knowledge of the subconscious allowed you to resist a small amount of the ****'s mind-altering effects. Or maybe you just have a particularly strong will or high intelligence," Danielle theorizes while Abigail puts her clothes back on.

"Well, I suppose I should take those as compliments. But we really don't have time for flattery. We've got a case to solve. I'm not letting us get distracted anymore." Abigail gets off the bed and walks over to the door. Just as she's about to walk out, she look over her shoulder and back at Danielle. "Oh, and when I said I remember everything, I meant everything. Don't think we're not going to talk about what you did to me once this is all over."

Danielle's face gets hot with embarrassment as she realize what Abigail means. However, before she can even think of a response, Abigail walks out of the bedroom and heads back toward the rest of the group.

"So... uh... does that mean playtime is over?" Blondie asks from her corner of the room.

As Abigail makes it back to the dining room, she finds Pearl, Mona, and Sabrina all waiting there. Pearl is meditating, Mona is doing some stretches, and Sabrina is back on her phone. Abigail rolls her eyes at the fact that none of them appear to have done any work while she was out of commission, but she figures that at least that means she doesn't have to round them up.

"If it isn't my old pal Sabrina," Abigail calls out to get their attention, a healthy amount of bite in her voice as she speaks. "You seem to be enjoying yourself."

The three women look up, and when Sabrina locks eyes with the brunette standing in the doorway, she can't help but feel a tiny bit nervous.

"Oh hey, Abigail. I see you're feeling better," the influencer chuckles, trying to hide her true feelings.

"I sure am. No thanks to you, of course. I hope you know that after what you did to me, I'm not planning on letting you just walk out of here once this is all over. But I can deal with you later. For right now, let's finish sorting out this first mess we've found ourselves in," Abigail responds.

Not long after Abigail returns to the dining room, Danielle and Blondie follow in closely behind her. And as if on cue, as soon as they come in, Chelsea and the rest of the women in the game room come out as well. When Chelsea sees Abigail, she quickly runs over to her with a smile.

"Abigail! There you are! I think we found some good clues, but we can't figure out how the fit together. Maybe you can sort out-," Chelsea explains.

"Hold on a second, Chelsea. There will be time to go over everything in a bit," Abigail replies before looking around the room. "Okay, it looks like everyone is here. That's perfect, because I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm tired of messing around."

"I can agree with that! It seems like we're all struggling to keep it in our pants..." Chelsea laughs. However, a moment later, her face softens considerably. "But seriously, we've left Noelle in that state for too long. We need to figure out what really happened before her brain gets permanently fried."

"Precisely," Lalita interjects. "We need to find a way to fix her, and to do that, we need to uncover the truth about what occurred in this house earlier today. And I hope it's already obvious, but let it be known I do not intend to let whoever did this to poor Noelle leave unpunished."

Everyone in the room looks around anxiously, but none seem to disagree with the sentiment. Abigail lets the silent permeate for a few more seconds before finally stepping forward. As she does, all eyes in the room instantly focus on what she says next.

"The person who mesmerized Noelle is standing in this room, and nobody is leaving until we figure out who it is. We've had enough time to investigate. No more wandering around. No more distraction. We're going to solve this. Right here.... Right now..."

Author's Note: If you're reading this, it means you're getting close to the end of the story. I know this has been a bit different than some of the other stuff on the site, but I hope it's been an entertaining read nonetheless.

If you're a new reader, than you may be interested to know that I actually ran a poll when this chapter first released asking people who they thought the culprit was. While the poll is closed now, I'll leave the results below in case you're curious what people thought at the time. And of course, you're still welcome to leave your own guesses in the comments if you want.

Anyway, that's all I wanted to say with this short little note. Thank you so much for reading this far and I hope you enjoy the rest of the story!

Poll Results: https://strawpoll.com/e7ZJG1J2Gy3