Chapter 4: A Journey Into the Psyche: The Predator

In the next room, Vivian, just like the rest of her companion, still laid **** atop the surgical bed, not yet recovered from her previous orgasmic bliss.

Father Shaun moved toward the bed at the center of the room. As he looked upon the **** Vivian, he clicked his tongue in disapproval. He was a man with traditional patriarchal values and view toward women's clothing; a woman should only in dress, skirt, or a revealing top. Pants? he could make a compromise for some types of pants, usually something hot and sexy such as hot pants, or skin-tight yoga pants, but that suit and trouser would score a big no from him.

He turned around and moved toward a dressing table at the corner of the room, “there should be one here.” A quick rummaging and he found what he needed, a scissor. He picked the scissor and back to Vivian. Father Shaun, with the scissor in his hand, shred Vivian's clothes into pieces of tattered rag. The first to go was her black slack, followed by her suit and blouse.

“What a waste of God’s gift that she been hiding behind those boring cloth,” Father Shaun lamented as he ogled the bombshell body of Vivian, but he was pleasantly surprised by what she wore underneath, her choice of undergarments was pretty contrasting with her drab outerwear; Vivian was wearing a black g-string thong and a sexy lacy black bra. He pulled her thong down to her calf and rubbed her wet pussy a few times. His index and middle finger were coated with her juices.

“My first plan was to make you a dumb bimbo French maid, but God seems to show me that He has another plan," Father Shaun muttered to himself. His hand approached Vivian's head, just like with Barbara, his finger, the index finger that coated with her juices, drilled into her forehead.

Father Shaun smoothly intruded into Vivian’s deep Personal ****. He snapped his finger and the darkness around him swirled as if it is a black fog. When the fog got cleared, Father Shaun found himself standing at the entrance to a university. Vivian's mindscape was taking the form of a campus, a mini version of it.

His connection with Vivian made him able to scan the entirety of Vivian's mindscape with his sense. A few minutes later, he had mapped each corner of Vivian's mindscape without even moving from his first place. The black man had found the whereabouts of places he needed to visit to make his planned change.

Father Shaun moved toward a direction and soon found himself in his first destination on his list, the library building. Inside the library were a vast amount collection of books, far more numerous than what on Barbara’s study. These books were the symbol of Vivian's extensive knowledge.

He snapped his finger and the book of Vivian’s life flew from one of the shelves toward him. Father Shaun skimmed through the book from its beginning to end, similar with Barbara, after he was done reading it, numerous pages were burned down to ashes.

The black man then shifted his attention to the collection of books in the room. If he did his routine of burning the book selectively like what he has done in Barbara's mind, it would take him quite some time to finish, burning the library was his first option, but it would leave Vivian's as a dumb-as-rock bimbo in line with his first plan, alas, he had scrapped that plan once he found out that Vivian was a closet pervert deep inside, he had better use for her than leaving her as a dumb bimbo. She could retain her knowledge but with some catch for it.

Father Shaun contemplated the solution, he then conjured a blank paper and wrote his change on Vivian's history.

The hidden secret of Vivian Tremaine.

Behind her proper decorum and professionality, lurks a thirsty beast ready to be unleashed.

Long repressed, she was able to fool everyone to think that she is a good girl.

Behind her façade is her true self, Viper, awaiting the right moment to bear her fang on her unsuspecting prey.

Surging seas of lust lie under the well-respected and absolutely lovable exterior that she has been maintaining so hard all these years.

Cunning, Clever, and Cruel are the keyword to describe Viper.

Her Vivian façade can achieve a lot in this life, but Viper doesn't give a shit about it.

For Viper, quelling her hunger for sex is more important than any achievement.

Her brilliant mind is controlled by her hungry pussy.

Her students are her favorite prey, whether it is a man or a female.

Having a sexual escapade with her student is nothing sort of taboo for her.

Viper never hesitates to ****, extort, and use other coercive means to make others submit to her, to be her sexual conquest.

Viper is a zealous servant of the Great Shepherd God who is willing to do anything for His Glory and His Church.

The Great Shepherd God had enlightened her and open he4 mind.

She believes that The Great Shepherd God give her mission to guide her innocent student to the path of depravity.

The newly written page flew into the stack of pages from the book of Vivian's Life. The pages rearranged themselves, and a new book appeared in its place. The book was titled ‘The Life of Viper, the Lustful Professor”.

“Lovely, she’s no longer repressed slut but a full pledge one,” Father Shaun said, he smiled as he read the book. The Black Shepherd let the book back into one of the shelves after he was done reading through his change. “Now, for the rest,” he muttered and snapped his finger.

The entire library was shaking like it had been hit by an earthquake, the bookshelves were pushed back into the wall as if there was a secret room in the library. There was only one bookshelf left at the far end of the room. The vast library looks deserted once the bookshelves were hidden.

Another finger-snap came from Father Shaun. Particles of light gathered and conjured various stuff to fill the empty room that was once populated by books. When the magical light subsided, the previous building that was once a library was transformed into a night club-cum-sex dungeon. There was a stripper pole in the middle of the room, the corner was filled with sex toys and fetish play paraphernalia. The room was also populated with several mannequins in various inviting positions, engaged in sex, or using the sex toys.

At the back of the room, near the only bookshelf left stood two mannequins that resembled Vivian, one almost naked with only a bondage harness in her body, another one clad in black latex clothing, holding a whip in her hand. Both mannequins have a key tied to their collar.

Father Shaun tapped both mannequins' foreheads and those two sprang in action as if they are no longer a mannequin but Vivian herself.

“Master,” Both Vivian said in unison to Father Shaun. Those two were an iteration of the new Vivian's ego. He dubbed the submissive one, Vivi and the dominant one is what he had in mind of how Vivian should act, her name is Viper.

“Try to open the secret room,” The black man commanded.

"As you wish, Master," The submissive Vivi untied the key from her collar and moved toward the bookshelf. She inserted the key into the hole hidden behind one of the books.

Click. The bookshelf was moving aside and a door appeared in its original place. Behind the door was the secret room where the previous bookshelves were hidden. Only Vivi and Viper had access to this room.

Unlike Barbara’s diminished intellect, Vivian’s knowledge was still intact, but her mind would be too occupied with sexual thought to even be able to think properly. Only when she was doing her task as Viper or commanded by Father Shaun as Vivi that she would be able to use her full knowledge back.

Feeling satisfied enough with his tweak over Vivian’s knowledge bank, the Black Shepherd left the library-turned-sex dungeon.

He walked the criss-cross road of the campus toward his next destination, the campus auditorium. The campus auditorium was a place where Vivian often gave her lecture as a professor. The place represents her work ethic and how she presented herself to her student.

Father Shaun snapped his finger, and another mannequin resembling Vivian appeared in the middle of the auditorium hall. The mannequin was professionally dressed, in the same getup the real-world Vivian's currently wore. He approached the mannequin and tapped her forehead. Just like Vivi and Viper, the Vivian mannequin began to get animated and came to life.

"Just ignore me for now, and you can begin your lecture," Father Shaun said. He then snapped his finger and the empty auditorium hall was suddenly packed with people, the phantom illusion of Vivian's student, copied from Vivian's memory of her recent lecture session. Father Shaun turned around from Vivian, picking one of the seats in the furthest end of the hall. And just like he commanded, Vivian ignore his presence.

"Okay, class, let's start today's lecture," Vivian was repeating her recent lecture session.

"Boring," several minutes into the class, Father Shaun had enough of her sleep-inducing talk. He snapped his finger, and particles of light swarmed around Vivian, changing her to his preferred image. The first to change was her clothes, the suit exploded as her tits swelled into double F, her slack followed the same fate as her suit as her waist thinned and her hips expanded. Her already curvy bombshell body became even more exaggerated into a cartoonish bimbo proportion.

Next, her torn cloth melted into a pool of black liquid and crawling back into her body, the black liquid reshaped itself into new clothing for Vivian, began from the lowest part, her pump had remodeled into thigh-high platform boots, then the slime moved to her crotch and form a tight hip-hugging latex miniskirt, the black slime moved upward from her waist to just below her chest, the black slime form a latex corset that clinched her waist even further. The slime moved into her big tits, converging into her nipples, and spread back like a spider web into the rest of her upper body part, creating a fishnet mesh top.

Another finger snap from Father Shaun and the scenery inside the auditorium underwent some changes; gone was the phantom illusions of Vivian's male student, only her female student stayed around. In front of every female student were several sex toys such as dildos, vibrators, anal plugs, even an enema kit.

“Attention, bitches, today I will teach you how to use these toys, at the end of term, I hope you will be good whores that can get your shares in the streets,” said Vivian. A Big black dildo appeared in her hand. She licked the black shaft of Dildo sensually before giving the tips a quick kiss, “Welcome to Whore 101, sluts.”

“Bravo…” Father Shaun clapped several times, not praising Vivian who currently sucking the black dildo, a vibrator buzzing in her pussy, and anal plug sealing her asshole that had been pumped with enema while teaching other sluts with a zeal of passion about how to be a good whore; but praising his own handiwork. Obviously, no one responded to his clap, everyone here was just an illusion he made after all.

He left the auditorium in silence, he had made the scene of Vivian's 'Whore 101' would be on repeat until Vivian’s mind stopped functioning.

Father Shaun was back on the criss-cross road of the campus, moving into his next destination, the last on his list, the dean's office.

The dean's room was filled with photos, certificates, and awards of Vivian, framed on the walls with golden-colored frames. On the dean's desk, Vivian Treimane, Dean of Faculty of Law, was written on the nameplate. Ambition and dream, the dean's room represented Vivian's aspiration, her current set goal in life.

Unfortunately, Vivian would not achieve this dream of her, Father Shaun had set a better goal for Vivian.

The Black Shepherd did his magic, an explosion of pink light filled the room. When the light subsided, the photo framed on the wall were all changed, the previous pictures of Vivian were changed to vulgar pictures of women getting fucked in various positions, there was also a class picture with Vivian and her student, all in their naked glory. Behind Vivian’s desk, the same painting that hung in Barbara's bedroom, the painting of gray-robed hermit worshipped by dozens of naked females.

The photos and paintings weren't the only ones that changed, her certificates and awards were all changed too, gone was her Ph.D. diploma from prestigious ivy league university and her academic award, the awards that hung in the rooms were all related to the sex industry, such as best cocksucker in town.

The last to change was the nameplate on Vivian's desk. The words were rearranged, and now it read as 'Viper, Principal of School for Gifted Whore.'

“Another few little touches to suit her new aspiration,” Father Shaun said. He snapped his finger once again, and the stationery in Vivian's desk got replaced by make-up kits, and the documents become a hardcore fetish magazine.

“And done,” Father Shaun muttered, he mentally check his list of changes he did to be sure that he didn’t miss a thing. “Sweet dream Vivian and you should wake up as viper," the Black Shepherd then cut his connection with Vivian's psyche and back to the real world.

He pulled his finger back from Vivian's forehead. Similar to Barbie, she needed at least an hour to wake up and process all the changes he did to her mind. Father Shaun had more anticipation for Vivian than Barbara's transformation because he didn't change her just for whoring herself or fleecing money from the unbeliever, but for a greater purpose. How drastic would Vivian changes? He waited for her to give him a surprise.

Father Shaun left the room in silence and moved to the next room.