Reintegrating Leah

My alarm raised me from the pleasant stupor of an afternoon nap. I felt relaxed, renewed, and reinvigorated. As the clouds cleared from my head, a buried memory resurfaced. When I left home from college a few years ago, I snatched a container with little blue pills from my dad. During high school, I’d heard the stories of college being a time of sexual exploration with bountiful, beautiful babes to explore with. I figured the Viagra would come in handy. Alas, reality was quite a bit more tame. Nerdy guys unaffiliated with the frats didn’t get invited to the parties, and I doubt they were as crazy as I’d imagined anyway. I could count on a single hand my sexual encounters in college. The idea that I’d need Viagra for that was laughable in retrospect… well, until this program got dropped into my lap. Maybe 18-year-old me had a point, I thought as I dug the bottle out from the medicine cabinet and placed it in my pocket.

For the next two hours, I guided Leah in reading my favorite erotica while her vibrator brought her random and infrequent orgasms on its low setting. By the time I decided to stop, we had read through half a dozen stories while I explained to her what I liked and disliked about each one. Recognizing how good of an idea that was, I spent another hour summarizing the porn videos she had watched and burning my likes and dislikes onto her opened mind with them too.

With class time finally over for my star student, I freed her from her hyperfixation command.

“Masterrrrr,” she purred with pure honey, “Are you going to teach me more?”

“Fuck me!” I exclaimed with pleasure. I’d never been called master by a girl before, but damn, I had dreamed about it. I felt heat and adrenaline rush down my spine, seemingly straight to my cock. Before I could catch my breath and answer her question, she interjected ditzyly.

“Yes, master! I can’t wait to learn to fuck you!”

I laughed at her misinterpretation of my outburst as a command. Still, I couldn’t any more resist playing along than she could resist obeying. My pants hit the ground before I even knew I was removing them. In the spirit of the command for her to fuck ME, I laid on my back on the couch. The voluptuous vixen rapidly climbed atop me and prepared to ride me.

“Wait! Stop!” I exclaimed, “For the love of god, if you have a vibe in your cunt please remove it before slamming it into my cock.”

She simply nodded and removed the soaked toy before grabbing my cock to line it up with her eager entrance. Heaven enveloped my rod once again. The fact this pussy had spent hundreds of nights mere steps from my room without being stuffed daily with my cock was pure absurdity. It was an error I intended to remedy for the rest of my days.

Her technique was sloppy and arhymic, but I didn’t care. It still felt great. Her enthusiasm and pornstar-esque exaggerated acting made it still some of the best sex I’d ever had.

“Leah!” I said, trying to get her attention. Since she didn’t know her name, she didn’t respond. “Slut! Look at me.”

Thanks to the porn, she definitely knew she was meant to respond to “slut.” Her eyes shot to mine. I was pleased to see she had picked up some of the unfocused and wonky eye movements from the hentai she watched. “Listen, I need you to focus deeply on all my reactions and adjust how you fuck me just like we did right after you became self-aware,” I commanded the sexy girl. “I’m going to guide your hips with my hands to speed this up.”

As expected, her facial expression turned back to one of hawk-like focus. With my help guiding her hips, she was on the right track in seconds. In minutes, my guidance was unnecessary. “Ok, you’ve got… mmm that down… uh pretty good,” I spoke between moans. “You don’t have to focus on that anymore.”

Like the flip of a switch, her enthusiasm and limited personality lit back up on her face. “I have one last lesson for you today, slut!” I growled. “When you are on top, it’s your job to give me a good show. You saw some of what I like in the third video. Anytime you’re on top, you need to randomly cycle between rubbing your hands sexily on your body or my body, and you need to alternate between fingering your clit or playing with your tits for me.”

Leah obeyed immediately. She leaned forward and firmly supported herself with my chest. I felt her slender fingers begin circling her clit in double time to her riding rhythm. Her moans were still exaggerated, but not by much. The combined pleasure from her vagina and clit brought her to the edge of her orgasm quickly.

I squeezed the base of my cock hard to stave off the almost inexorable need to join her in orgasm. I simply manhandled her off of my cock as she rode the waves of her pleasure… pleasure that was about to be retroactively enhanced.

As Leah lay discarded to my left, I fished the Viagra bottle out of my hastily removed sweatpants. Leah and I had a few hours until we needed to get some sleep, and I intended blow her reintegrated mind as much as was physically possible in that amount of time.

First things first, I needed to role-play bringing her up from a trance after applying some post-hypnotic suggestions. I figured acting it out would save me a tricky bit of memory weaving on the computer.

I lifted Leah onto the couch while I sat across from her at the edge of the coffee table. “Look into my eyes,” I said in a cheesy hypnotist voice. “In a minute, I will wake you from this trance. You will remember everything we did… you will remember every millisecond of the porn videos, every word from my favorite stories, and most importantly, everything you learned about pleasuring me with your body. These memories will take so much space in your mind; it will be almost impossible not to be constantly thinking about being fucked by me.”

Her eyes blankly bore into mine as I continued. “You’ll always be wet and horny for me. You’ll beg me to train you and hypnotize you at least once a week. You will insist that I never deprogram you because you love how I brainwashed you. You will no longer hold yourself back from loving and lusting for me. You know in your soul you were meant to be mine… now, on the count of three, you will awaken and be ecstatic that I fulfilled your fantasy to be a mindless **** for a while.”

I took the VR headset from behind her back and slipped it over her eyes at the count of three.

The newest memory populated into the file explorer. It was a massive file, too. The handful of memories from the day were going to be quite potent, I was sure. The file size of the day’s memories almost exceeded 20+ years of her previous memories. I wondered what would happen if I exceeded the brain’s storage capacity, but I doubted I was even close yet. Besides, I could just start torching some of her less important memories if I needed to make more room.

With a quick couple of copy and pastes, I brought in the edits I had written during Leah’s self-training. I applied a whole suite of tags, including HORNY, ORGASM, LOYAlTY, LOVE, INFATUATION, ENTHUSIASM, AMAZEMENT, TRUST, VIGILANCE, etc. I still left out the enthrallment and rapture tags. I needed a more focused memory for that.

I spent enough time editing the tag weights for the Viagra to start coursing through my system. Did I need it? No, but I’d always wanted to see if it helped keep me going for multiple rounds…. I’d just never had a partner willing for multiple rounds before!

Before removing her headset, I saved a backup and preset of her current memories and settings. Then, I copied and pasted the backup of all of her memories prior to today into the file explorer. All the memories ordered themselves like I wanted, so I hit execute and let her life flow back into her mind. After it was completed, I quickly removed the headset and locked all of my equipment in my room.

Just before she came to, I slid in front of her and snapped my fingers like a stage hypnotist. “Awake!” I commanded.

Leah’s eyes brightened like a nuclear flash from the Trinity. Like a shockwave, she flung herself at me. Her body collided with mine in a near-perfect inelastic coalescence. For a moment m1V1 equaled (m1+m2)V… That is until the table broke with a supersonic crack!

Fear + surprise = shock & awe. It really got the blood pumping. A million thoughts went through my mind before I became paralyzed by the equivalent weights of my fight and flight responses. I thought this 120lb friend of mine was going to end my life somehow. She certainly had the upper hand, foot, head, torso… mouth… tongue? My paralysis washed away under the fallout of burning kisses from my little bombshell.

“Maste… I mean *kiss* mmmmMac *kiss* You actually did it!!!” She manically exclaimed. “You blanked me! *kiss* you filled me… oh god… you filled my head *kiss*.”

I pushed the manic girl up off of me a bit by the only things I could get my hands on. She moaned while I lifted her by the tits. She smirked at me and monotonically quoted one of the videos I made her watch “My tits belong to you, master.”

That word got my passions churning again and gave me the confidence to retake control. I lifted her body with my knees and guided her pussy back to my cock. She squeaked in pleasure and immediately began playing with her clit per her programming.

“I’m glad you liked the role-playing,” I growled. “I never imagined you would be so kinky! Just last night, you told me you wanted to take things slowly.”

“No! You don’t understand.” She said. “I wasn’t role-playing; you actually hypnotized me into a blank toy!”

I held her down to keep her from fucking me while we talked through this part. “Look, I’m happy to keep role-playing along with you if that’s what you want,” I spoke clearly, “but you aren’t going to convince me that I actually brainwashed you. That’s not how hypnosis works.”

That’s when Leah smirked, stared directly into my soul, and recited word for word the first chapter of my favorite erotica story. Even though I knew how this happened, I still didn’t have to feign my amazement. “So, where do we go from here?” I asked. “I’m sorry, I had no idea you weren’t role-playing. I don’t know if I can change you back either.”

Leah leaned forward and made out with me. My hold on her shoulders relaxed, so she began grinding onto my cock again. “Don’t be sorry,” she whispered into my ear, “and don’t even think about changing me back. You just got yourself a girlfriend whose mind is filled with literal transcripts of your fantasies and an inescapable desire to fulfill them… like you fulfilled mine.”

The moment Leah called herself my girlfriend, the dam broke. My mind had never been more clouded by arousal than it was at that moment. I led Leah to the bedroom, and we fucked for hours. My neighbors were either not home or too in awe of the slutty words, moans, and screams coming out of Leah’s mouth, even to consider banging on my wall for us to be quiet.

I came inside Leah’s poor abused cunt three times before I became physically unable to continue. She was terrific the entire time. She fucked and thought like the characters in the porn her mind was trained on, but her love for me, and the experiences from her former life softened the harshness. She was almost perfect.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms. Our over-exerted bodies and minds could not continue with anything else when the adrenaline left our systems.