timid acceptance, slight lust then a group session follows to bring her memory back...

Zoe hugged the Zoe who had introduced herself as her mother, the feeling of her breasts pressed against hers was pleasant.

Zoe pushed away her perverse thoughts.

Zoe: So you... are my mother.

Mom Zoe: My little one, everything will be fine, your tutor and the hospital explained everything to me, you don't have to worry, your memories will return.

Zoe: Everyone keeps telling me that.

Mom Zoe: Because you're surrounded by wonderful people who try to cheer you up.

Her self-proclaimed mother caressed her face as if trying to console her.

Zoe: This is all nonsense.

Tutor Zoe: Let's sit down, I didn't just bring you here to meet your friends and your mother, but also to help you heal.

Zoe: What do you mean?

Tutor Zoe: Now we're going to sit down somewhere and start telling stories about you, stories from around campus, or how you and your girlfriend met, and maybe a few tales about your mother's childhood.

Mom Zoe: I'd tell my little Zoe's stories to anyone.

Zoe felt embarrassed; she had no idea what dark and embarrassing secrets her supposed mother wanted to share, but they certainly seemed embarrassing.

The amused smiles of Zoe's roommates indicated their eagerness to gossip.

Zoe: ...that sounds awkward.

Roommate Zoe: Embarrassing? Like that time you accidentally wore my sex bra when you were late for class?

Zoe: I don't remember, that didn't happen.

Girlfriend Zoe: It looked great on you, but when...

Zoe: No... no... no! Let's not talk about that, please.

Mommy Zoe: So innocent, almost like I was a child again. Honey, these are little things. You don't have to worry, and if they can help you regain your memory, we should do it.

Zoe: I already know I'll regret it.

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Zoe regrets it, so much. Not only did all the stories told by the different Zoes not help her with her "amnesia," but they all ended up in erotic situations, one way or another. The worst part was that she couldn't help but fantasize about them and feel a little turned on by them.

Zoe's girlfriend: ...that's right, after we fucked in the movie theater bathrooms, we were about to break up, and I thought I'd never see you again, but instead, you grabbed me by the hand, looked at me with a look like I've never seen before, and asked for my phone number. From there, we became more and more inseparable.

Zoe blushes. The girl before her amnesia or reincarnation had gotten her girlfriend before she'd really gotten to know each other. How much of a whore had her previous identity been?

Roommate Zoe: Hey, why don't we tell you about that time we were all in heat and Zoe (another roommate) had us sneak into the school players' locker room, only to discover that her older sister was among them. She punished her by making her return to the apartment in her underwear... after the orgy.

Roommate Zoe: You just told it, genius.

Roommate Zoe: But not in detail, like when she treated you like an obedient little dog, our dear Zoe with her sister complex. I'm still convinced you did it on purpose.

Tutor Zoe: Sigh, yes, the principal complained a lot. Because of your prank, the baseball team was late to the field and I got a good dressing down.

Zoe felt amused and embarrassed in equal measure, but even more excited. She tried not to show it, but she couldn't help but rub her legs together, like a kind of nervous tic. Zoe felt like she really needed a bathroom break and... well, masturbate. It wasn't normal, or at least it wasn't for her. Her self-proclaimed girlfriend had noticed and winked at her, as if to say she knew what she was thinking.

Zoe, however, couldn't take it anymore and got up.

Zoe: I'm going to the bathroom for a moment, I'll be right back.

His girlfriend got up.

Zoe's girlfriend: I'll walk you and show you where.

Everyone present had a smile that showed they were clearly reading between the lines of this Zoe's intentions, but Zoe simply wanted to go to the bathroom alone.

Zoe: Thanks, but I can also find it at...

Zoe's girlfriend: But it's obviously urgent, don't worry, we'll get it done in a moment.

His girlfriend, Zoe, grabbed her hand firmly and started leading her.

As was obvious, the apartment had a shared bathroom at the end of the hallway, very easy to spot. When they entered, she was immediately on top of him.

Zoe's girlfriend: You know, it reminds me of our first time, but I imagine it's the same for you again now.

Zoe wanted to say no, but the sensation of her body, already aroused, made her give in. She was dragged to one of the cubicles and she turned on the busy sign.