Accept it

Vanessa realizes that fighting is probably pointless, and the trouble she might get in could be worse than the liquid's affects, with shaky hands, she drops the dildo.

"Just, just give it here" Vanessa says, looking away and holding her hand out.

"Good girl" Olivia says, handing Vanessa the vial.

Vanessa takes the vial, part of her wants to smash it, use the broken glass as a weapon, throw it at Olivia, but she swallows her pride, she could resist it before right? She takes a deep breath, and swallows it in one take, this time the grape flavor is more pronounced than before, it honestly tastes quite nice.

But it doesn't take too long for the effects to happen, and as promised, they're far more intense than before, just existing in her clothes is too much, so Vanessa tries to throw them off, but even naked, the open air on her skin is enough to make her moan loudly. Olivia watches with interest, taking notes.

Vanessa tries her hardest, tears in her eyes as she resists touching herself, but her hips are practically bucking at the air, her nipples so stiff it feels like they could fall off. Her pussy is so wet it's creating a puddle of juices underneath her, even despite her holding her legs together. Try as she might, even with the stubbornness of bullnessa flowing through her, she finds her hands moving adjacent to her sensitive spots, she whimpers, tears flowing as she tries to hold back.

Through her moans, she asks Olivia "why... Ahh, why are you doing this... How does this help?"

"Simple Vanessa, it's to find out if girls like us are sluts by default, the bigger the breasts the sluttier we are, and you have breasts even bigger than mine. Despite your prudishness, even you can't deny your true self" Olivia says, barely even looking while she writes pages of notes

Vanessa grits her teeth, and bites her lip so hard it nearly draws blood. "Fuck... You... I'm... Not... Ahh" she says, hands shaking as she fights her natural instincts, her hands just millimeters away from touching herself. Vanessa finds herself at a crossroads, she can remain stubborn and try to push through the ****, or she can capitulate and chase relief.