Slutty is a State of Mind

"I don't know, Bash, this almost feels wrong."

"What are you talking about, buddy?"

"Me going on a date with a nice but extremely wholesome girl right after you turned her into a slut."

"Oh yeah it's totally wrong, that's the hottest part" Bash winked.

"Right, I can't go through with this" Jake suddenly decided "It's too fucked up."

"Woah, woah, woah there pal, relax! I was just kidding. You aren't doing anything unethical here and I haven't, as you put it, turned Jess into a slut."

"You just made her dress like one?"

"Yeah, pretty much" Bash nodded "But what's that old saying about clothes maketh the person?"

"I don't think they're supposed to have the ability to maketh the person into a whore."

"Jake, I think you should stop calling Jess by such judgemental and frankly sexist names" Bash was wagging his finer at his friend ironically "She seems like a nice girl and it's not cool."

"The point I'm making as that when we arrived here Jess seemed very, how should I put it, sexually conservative" Jake responded while trying to choose his words carefully "But she definitely appeared to be behaving differently after you put her into the stripper costume."

"Stripper costume? It was a Cheerleaders uniform. That represents a cherished tradition of the collegiate experience, unlike stripping. I don't have any control over what your dirty mind was imagining Jess doing once she had it on."

"You must have noticed that her whole attitude altered, though. What about when she said she could teach me things about her anatomy?"

"Eh, that was just a witticism. Boffins love witticisms. But even if her persona did shift a little, that doesn't mean I did anything to her. Slutty is a state of mind, after all."

"And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Look at it this way. That poor girl probably spent her whole life looking like a librarian. Then she was suddenly super sexy, and I guess she quickly discovered that she liked it." Bash shrugged "I mean, the way she dressed before was practically designed to stop guys from ever hitting on her, and the only dudes who go for that look are the kind who would never dare to ask a girl out anyway. So in an instant she went from a lifetime of near invisibility to suddenly being total eye candy for men, and it turns out she enjoys being noticed and admired a lot more than being ignored. That's why she was sitting on the desk like a she was a fucking ornament, man. I bet she was desperate for a guy to walk in and hit on her and, luckily for you, you're the only visible one she's likely to run into around these parts."

"So you genuinely haven't changed her personality, just her dress sense?"

"That's exactly what I've been trying to tell you. If you get her into bed then you'll have earned it legitimately." Bash confirmed "Though if you'd prefer me to turn her into your helpless, fully obedient sex slave and spare you the effort I've totally got your back"

"No Bash, I'd like to earn it."

"You're a weird guy Jakey, you know that?" Bash shook his head in bewilderment "But fine, we'll do it your way."

"Er, there's no 'we' here. I'm going on the date with Jess alone and you can fuck off to wherever it is you go when you're not following me around."

"Yeah, right!" his friend laughed almost sympathetically "Like that's going to happen."

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"God, this could be a real car crash couldn't it?" Jake whispered nervously to Bash as they stood outside Room 38 "The last time I went on a date with a teenage girl I was the same age as her. And she was kind of a dumbass. And I didn't have to pretend to be an eccentric anatomy professor."

"Ah, you'll be fine buddy, I'd say she's pretty into you already. Or she's at least into Professor Michaels. But just so you know, the whole mind controlled sex robot thing is always on the table as an option if you want it."

"I don't want it, Bash"

"That's such a shame. It would be so much hotter than watching you bumbling around and trying to act romantic"

Jake ignored that remark as he readied himself.

"Okay, I'm about to do this, Bash. If I can't get you to fuck off will you at least shut up from hereon in?"

Bash made a zipping gesture across his mouth as Jake knocked on the door.

A few moments later Jess answered and Jake almost passed out at the sight of her.

"Oh DAMMMMMMMMMMN!" Bash exclaimed, instantly breaking his vow of silence.

To be fair he was pretty much echoing Jake's thoughts.

Jess was just about wearing the shortest skirt he had ever seen and a low cut top that showcased her exquisite and ample cleavage beautifully. She was barely recognisable from the prim and proper girl who had greeted them in the reception lobby only a few short hours ago.

"So you're punctual." Jess smiled approvingly "I'd say that's a rather underrated quality in a suitor. As Shakespeare put it, it's better to be three hours too soon than a minute too late."

"I love how she talks like a dork but looks like a porn star. I think she's awoken a whole new kink in me" Bash enthused "Jake, you know I don't ask you for much., but can we please, please, please turn her into our fully obedient sex slave and fuck toy and keep her forever and ever? C'mon there are plenty of other girls here you can romance properly!"

"Professor Michaels? You seen distracted?"

"Er, no. It's just that..." even without Bash's interference Jake was struggling to think with anything other than his dick "I'm pretty new here and I'm wondering where I can even take you."

"On campus? I think our options are probably your room or mine."

Holy shit, this just kept getting better and better.

"Is it appropriate for you to come into the staff section of the building?" Jake wondered.

"I doubt it. But I'm not sure it's appropriate for you to be in the girls dorms either" she giggled "I promise not to tell anyone if you don't, though. Would you like to come in?"

"Err, yes please..."

Not long after, Jake was attempting to think of something clever or interesting to say to Jess as she sat in front of him on her bed.

She had been anticipating a scintillating conversation. He was struggling to form words and not make it too obvious he was staring down the skimpy top that was barely covering her boobs. Even Bash was transfixed enough to be uncharacteristically quiet.

"So, er. Are you going to sign up to my class, Jess?"

"I wouldn't dream of missing it" she smiled "It will be fascinating to learn more about my own body from someone who probably understands it better than I do. I'm also hoping your lessons will provide an in depth exploration of female sexuality. This is going to make me seem terribly old fashioned and I fear it may put you off dating me completely, but I'm actually a virgin."

That did not put Jake off.

"Fuck, how is that even possible?" he almost stammered "You're stunning!"

"You flatter me, Professor" Jess giggled happily as the compliment as she flicked her hair "But the truth is I've typically received very little attention from men. I suppose it's my own fault for presenting as somewhat dowdy and uncomely for most of my life. It's strange, but it was really only today when my mindset changed regarding my appearance. In fact, it was almost precisely when I met you that I decided my body was something to be celebrated and shown off rather than hidden away like a guilty secret. I do wonder quite how you managed to have that effect on me so instantly"

Jess shuffled forward on the bed and raised herself up to her knees so her boobs were mere inches away from Jake's face.

"So, are you going to let me in on your secret?"

"I, er..."

"Do it man!" Bash encouraged "She's freakin' gagging for it!"

"You know Jess, if you'd like a personal hands on lesson from me on how the female body operates I'd be happy to indulge you right now."

"Yes, professor" the sexy student smiled as she gazed into Jake's eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck "I think I would be most amenable to that."