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"-act, the euphoria can be quite intense."

"Who's, that's awesome!" June said. "You're gonna get euphoria!"

Meredith sighed. "Ok, how do I take it and how long does it take to kick in?"

He handed her a small blue pill with a strange texture. Meredith eyed it with curiosity and rubbed it between her thumb and finger.

"It's a special kind of plastic," Damian said. He put a hand on her shoulder and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Take the pill," he commanded, and she obeyed.

Damian continued. "It's something the nerds cooked up so we could create that little marvel. It sits in your digestive tract, ready to dispense precise amounts of any substance whenever I hit this button."

He hit a button on a small remote. Meredith waited to feel something in her stomach, but the feeling never came.

"When does it kick in?" Meredith asked. "Will I even remember this?"

"Oh no," Damian laughed. "It's retroactive. my guess is you'll black out about halfway through our conversation."

"Ok, but aren't I supposed to be euphoric?" she said, stifling a burst of giggles. "Oh, wow, is that it? I feel that!" She laughed, then laughed again and pitched forward into the bed. She was guffawing now, sucking in deep, ragged breaths between laughing fits. She flopped backwards onto the bed.

"Right on time," their captor said with a dry chuckle. "It always starts with giggles."

"How long will it last?" June asked. She was leaning forward with genuine curiosity while June slapped the mattress, red-faced and struggling to contain her laughter. Damian produced a stopwatch.

"That's what we're measuring. That dose should last exactly ten minutes, which gives your friend here nine more minutes."

"What?" Meredith asked breathlessly. Her laughter had finally subsided and she was panting and soaked in sweat. "Guys, I think I'm feeling it."

"I think so," June said and Meredith burst into laughter again. "Sorry, sorry... I'm just, whew!" She was fanning herself and her eyes glazed over for a second.

"Mere?" June asked. That startled the girl out of her trance.

"I feel.. verrry drunk. Like, so so drunk and high and fuck it feels good and I want you to feel it!"

She propped herself up on her elbows to speak to Damian, who had been observing the whole conversation with amusement. "Damian! Can she have some?"

"Afraid not," he said. "Not that it matters, since you won't remember this anyway."

"Wow, you're right..." she laid on her back and went into another fugue state. June was having a hard time keeping her mind off of her intern's sweet, supple body. She was a senior in college and was missing the wrinkles and haggardness characteristic of June's peers.

Now June took advantage of the moment to admire Meredith physically. Her full, pouty lips (parted just slightly); her brown eyes now cloudy and inert. Her delicately rising and falling chest, firm tits standing out against-

"Busted!" Meredith suddenly slurred and clumsily sat up. "Oh my God, ahahaha- you were checking me out! You little perv, you thought you could stare at my boobs because I'm not gonna remember! You, I'm, ohh feels good... cloudy." She tried to stagger forward but bumped her leg hard against the coffee table.

"Four minutes," Damian announced. Meredith chuckled thickly, her head lolling to one side. "Now I know that you think I'm hot, and you'll forget I told you... wait, no, not quite."

June was struggling to follow the logic. Meredith was gonna forget, so if June told her a secret... but June didn't have any secrets.

"Why don't... ok, wait," Meredith mumbled. She sat up. "Now you know that I'm into you."

June laughed. "The fingering kinda gave that away."

Meredith wobbled over to June. She put her hands on June's cheeks and squished her face just slightly.

"I love you, Juney." Her face was inches from June's, who let her head rest in Meredith's hands. "I've never felt this way about another person. I want to spend the rest-"

"Ok, ladies, I hate cut off this fascinating conversation but it's about to wear off. June, come here."

Meredith stood immediately and stumbled over to Damian. He stood in a corner and directed her to face him. "If we bring you back with a limited perspective, it shouldn't be too disorienting."

June reached out "Wait, I wanna ask-"

"Too late! Five seconds!" He looked Meredith in the eye. ". .and she's coming back.. right..."