Slut Radio

Somewhere in a hidden bunker, a mad scientist named Dr. Bedlam cackled with glee. He'd finally cracked the code. He'd figured out how to input powerful subliminal messages into music that lowered inhibitions, raised libidos, and created certain mental compulsions in the women who heard them. He decided to run a few beta tests. He hacked into a network of cameras to try and find his first subject. Nothing was off limits to him, any camera that was connected to the internet was available to him.

He ran another program to locate anyone famous within the range of his computer by tracking their cell phones.

Luckily for Bedlam, he found that Iman Vellani was actually very close. She was in a small coffee shop about four miles away from the bunker. He loaded the security cameras and any nearby cell phone camera to his bank of monitors and then took control of the speaker system.

Iman Vellani was glad to have a break. She was living her dream by being a star in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, but it was exhausting. Between the movies, shows, and press tours, the young actress was exhausted. She'd finally been able to clear an afternoon in her schedule to sit down and spend some time with an old friend who was visiting from out of town.

Iman had known Alex since they were old enough to talk and they had an almost sibling like relationship. They sat for an hour chatting and catching up. It was the first time in ages that the Ms Marvel star had felt like a normal girl. Sure, people around the coffee shop were constantly glancing at them and taking pictures, but that was easy enough to ignore.

She jumped when a small burst of static erupted from the speakers and the quiet, acoustic music suddenly changed