Waste is a terrible thing to mind

"We're going to engage in occupational sabotage Verigas" Siobhan stated simply as she got up from her desk and began rooting around her cluttered office.

"How do you suppose we do that? The dean seems untouchable" You refute simply.

"Indeed. It would attract far too much attention to go for him directly. If he were to be **** out so soon, it would just lead to an endless quabble among the professors for who takes his seat, and the process would just repeat itself."

"That still gets you what you want though, isn't it?" You ask, eyes squinting as you watch her

"Yes, but it's far messier and tedious. I'd rather take the longer route and do this once..." There's a thunderous clap on the floor as three heavy books land on the floor before she turns around with a mad smile "Here it is!" she clamors as she holds a small wooden box.

"Here what is? Siobhan, what's the plan?"

"The plan is, we're going to go after his granddaughter, if that perfect prissy little prom date turns out to be nothing but a pretty face, it'll cast some serious doubt on the dean and his decision making. That will be the first step in really cleaning this place out."

"Okay, but she's not just a pretty face. She seems quite capable"

"We can change that" Siobhan responds morosely, as she comes close, holding the wooden box with both hands "I want you to be very careful when I open this, okay? Look, but don't touch." You nod quietly in agreement as she opens it, to reveal a small, egg shaped stone, pearlescent and incredibly smooth. Anticipating your question, Siobhan begins to explain.

"This is called a Flayer Stone" She speaks slowly and quietly "This is a calcified portion of a deceased Mind Flayer's brain. It still contains some of his magical power, but there's no control to it."

"What do you mean?" You ask, looking at her, despite her still being transfixed on the stone.

"I mean you cannot channel it's power against someone."

"That's fascinating" You begin, but also curious "But, also, rather pointless, isn't it? I mean, who would intentionally make something like this, only for it to have no affect."

"I didn't say that. It will affect whoever touches it, flesh to flesh, so to speak."

"Still seems to have a rather limited functionality Siobhan."

"Doesn't stop this from being illegal to possess in most parts of the world, so don't you start giving away that I have this. It's strong enough to do the job. Cover your hands for a moment, I'm going to put this in your hands, but be very careful..." You do as she commands, tucking your hands into the length of your robes as she drops it into your hands. Even through the cloth, you can sense a secondary affect. It feels like it's vibrating in your hand, with a pleasant numbness moving from your fingers into your arm.

"Feels like you don't want to let go of it, right?" She asks. Again, you nod in agreement. "It takes a very strong mind to resist a Mind Flayer, once they have their grasp on you. This is why. Now, put it away in a pocket or somewhere, and make sure that it doesn't touch you. I want you to find miss Tyrlo, and give it to her. She won't suspect a thing, and will ruin her."

"Wait" You stand against Siobhan "you're telling me to destroy this young woman's mind and her life. I can't be a part of this."

"We both know she's not cut out for this world. She's only human after all. Besides, I assure you that she'll thank you for it later. And if it makes you feel any better, the affect is totally reversible. Is that to your liking?"

"Fine." You respond reluctantly "One of these days Siobhan, I'd like to talk about why you're seemingly so uncaring about everyone around you."

"That's a fair question to ask, and I'll provide you those answers, later. First though, there's the task at hand, now get going."

With a knot in your stomach, you do as you're told. This is not what you had in mind when you came here, and you're not sure that this conspiracy to make the college a better place really has any fruit to bear. Siobhan seems to have largely personal vendettas against people, and she's having you do her dirty work. On the other hand, this place does seem to be corrupt to the core. Once this is all over, you'll make your way to the other professors, see if any of them are worth listening to, you tell yourself. Your search for Tyrlo goes long for a while, eventually landing yourself in the library, where she has surrounded herself with books, each open to different pages, oblivious to the world around her, softly muttering to herself.

"Excuse me, Tyrlo?" You ask as you approach, causing her to nearly leap out of her seat in shock. The moment passed, she gives you a hard glare "Gods, why do all of you elves insist on moving so quietly? You're going to give someone a heart attack. Now, what did you want Verigas?"

"I just wanted to try to make amends" You respond with a feigned smile. She dismissively returns to her book "Amends? For what?"

"For whatever caused us to get off on the wrong foot. Tensions were a little high back there and I think the two of us are getting caught up in something bigger than ourselves."

"Perhaps" She let out with a slight sigh "What of it?"

She seems at least partially willing to listen, and you may have found your way in "I'm not a confrontational elf by nature. I'd much rather be cooperative, and I think you and I can do more by working together than we can by working against each other.

"The greatest thing you can do for me right now would be to shut up" She said as she looked up from her book, watching as you sit down across from her on the large table "I can't very well read and process your ramblings at the same time."

"Sorry for breaking your concentration. Is there something that I can help with?"

The human girl grunted as she shifted her hung her head down for a few seconds "I doubt it, but I'll let you try. Grandfather tasked me with something of a history assignment, in regards to the wizarding order that built this place. I'm trying to cross reference all these different materials to wrap my head around it, but the deeper I go, the more questions I have."

"I understand that all too well. You should see some of the things Professor Siobhan has me look over." You lie through your teeth, but it seems to find a sympathetic ear. You grasp one of the books, looking over the page she left it on. You instinctively gulp hard you reach into your pocket, grabbing the Flayer Stone, being very careful to only touch it through the cloth of your robe. You put it on the table between the two of you. She eyes it immediately, but doesn't stop her actions.

"It helps me to break the problem up into smaller pieces, and to give your mind a pause at times. I use this stone to help me." You start the con, without touching it "I'll hold it in my hands and give it a squeeze. Usually a few moments of that, taking my mind off the immediate problem, and it doesn't seem quite so bad. I return to the problem, and it doesn't seem so bad"

Tyrlo laughs, resting her chin on her palm "What, you mean to tell me that you have a lucky pet rock or something? That is, hilarious. I would have thought such a thing as completely beneath you"

"You can't argue with results Tyrlo. You should try it. At this point, what do you have to lose?"

"Fine, gimme you stupid pet rock" She said with a mocking laugh as she reached for it in a hurry. Her hand, holding the flayer stone, returned to her lap like a blur. Your eyes begin to grow as the real panic sets in. If she senses what's going on, you could be in a lot of trouble. She's quiet, her eyes shut; her other hand slumps down and she shifts the Flayer stone between them. She does seem to calm down, as she starts to take long breaths through her mouth.

"How're you feeling?" You ask innocently enough. The blonde is shaken out of her stupor by your question "Oh! Sorry! I got lost in the clouds there for a moment. I can't even remember what the heck we were just talking about." Well, that's a start you think. If you keep her distracted, it can continue it's work.

"We were taking a study break, trying to get to know each other a little better. It was your turn to say why you started to get interested in magic."

"Oh wow, that's drawing a total blank. I must have completely zoned out on you." She said as she looked up at the ceiling for a moment, trying to recall her thoughts, even as her thoughts started to get drawn away from her "This is actually very new to me, this whole magic thing."

"Why the change of heart?" You ask, this time with genuine fascination

"I don't know," She started; you're unsure if that's the Flayer Stone, or legit indecision "When I was young I wanted to be a bard. My dad used to be an adventuring warrior, and would spend a lot of time in his favorite tavern. There was this really pretty elf lady who was there all the time. She was so nice, and had the most lovely voice I'd ever heard. I wanted to be able to sing and tell stories and make people laugh like she could."

"You could still do that if you wanted"

"Yaaaaa" Her mind wandered as her heart sunk "Grandpa doesn't like that idea very much. He's been the one who's been taking care of me for a while ever since my dad went missing. Grandpa always wanted my dad to follow in his footsteps to become a wizard."

"That sounds rough. I understand why you'd be under so much pressure, but I'm sure you'll figure a way out of it."

"Thanks Verigas. You're a good friend." She giggles "You're really cute too."

This was not part of what Siobhan told you about the stone, but it starts to make a bit of sense. That comfortable numbness has made her more honest, and probably more open to suggestion.

"Thanks Tyrlo, I think you're really pretty too. I'm sorry this date turned out so boring, but we'll get another chance later."

"Oh, it's okay! We can make this a lot more interesting if you want..." She tries flirting with her most sultry voice. Her sudden reversal in behavior is almost comical, and inspires a terrible, wonderful idea.

"That sounds great, but not here. Let's take this more private" Tyrlo simply giggles in response as you both get up and leave the library. You lead her into Siobhan's office, which is quite a shock for her.

"Verigas!" She shouted "What do you think you're doing!"

"Keeping our friend out of trouble Siobhan. Besides, I thought you could enjoy the company." Tyrlo waved absent mindedly at the senior elf, still holding the Flayer Stone in hand.

"She's become very sociable of late, and I thought we could take the opportunity for the three of us to really get to know one another." Siobhan gains a smile most sinister "Your little field trip left a bigger impression that I had thought, but I like where your head is." She reaches into her desk and grabs a pair of long gloves, speaking with the absent minded blonde as she puts them on.

"That stone feels good to you, doesn't it Tyrlo?"

"Oh, the pet rock!? Ya! I get all kinds of tingly holding it."

"If you let me have it, I can make you feel even better" She hands it over without question or comment. A slight fog washes over her mind as it leaves her hand.

"I feel kinda funny. I think maybe I should sit down" She says

"It's probably dehydration is all. Too much time in the sun. You should take your clothes off, I'm sure you'll feel a lot better that way."

"Ya, that sounds good." She responded woozily. Watching her confusingly get naked was a comedic delight in itself. Undressed, she seemed almost another person. The clothes she wore gave her a good figure, but she had her tits packed tight in her robes before. Siobhan drew close, stone in hand.

"Now, be very still. I'm sure you'll be very sensitive." She said as rubbed the stone against the human girls erect nipples. She moaned immediately, her eyes rolling into back of her head. She begins to lose her balance, stumbling into a nearby chair, panting all the way. As she does, her legs are spread wide, her pussy gushing wet.

"If you enjoyed that, just you wait" Siobhan taunts as she gets down on her knees, and slowly pushes the Flayer Stone into Tyrlo's folds. The young woman loses it immediately, writhing and moaning in continuous ecstasy, nearly falling out of her chair.

"Well, handsome" she turns to you "She's all yours." Any pretense of moral objections you had are gone. You're naked in a flash, and in no time at all, your shoving your cock deep down her throat, grasping her hard by the tight bun of golden hair. She in turn has no moral objections to what you're doing. She tries desperately to use her tongue to help you along, but her work is amateurish, and she eventually resigns to just being the tool you jerk off with. You huff and pant in frantic energy, before you feel a soft touch on your shoulder.

"Easy now Verigas. Let's at least enjoy the moment" Siobhan says as she walks alongside you. Completely undressed, except for her gloves, and cold glass strap on. You wonder what desk drawar that had been stored in all this time, but the thought leaves you as quickly as arrives, as you see her take Tyrlo's seat on the chair, slowly easing the woman down as the strap on gently eases into her asshole. The gibbering husk of a cogent woman can only moan louder in delight as she rocked up and down on this glass cock. With them having found a rhythm, you join in again, fucking her moist throat again. As Siobhan implied, going slower but more forceful did feel better, by far. It still wasn't long before you came, shooting your lead deep in her mouth. This was the closest moment to Tyrlo being calm and still you two had, and Siobhan used it to her advantage. Being ever so delicate, she slid her fingers into Tyrlo's pussy and gently pulled the Flayer Stone out. The moment it withdrew, the former magical prodigy nearly collapsed in exhaustion, requiring both you and Siobhan to put her on the ground safely.

"Well now" Siobhan began, thoroughly delighted "That wasn't at all what I had in mind, but fuck if that doesn't work out." You both look at Tyrlo, passed out on the cool floor.

"Is she going to be allright? I mean, with what you did to her and everything"

"She'll be lucky to have a mind left after that." Siobhan said as she removed her strap on "But don't worry, some divination spells and a good rest can undo that. We'll build her back up, not to worry." Siobhan gave a wink "but maybe not exactly the way she was. Trust me, she'll be fine."