State of Mind (Control)

Genetics + Religion + Perversion = Fun

Chapter 1 by MattG99 MattG99

For six months straight, between college classes and my girlfriend, I've been in my "lab" working on a special drink. I say lab in quotes because it is more of a shed in the backyard with a purifier than an actual lab. First of all, My name is Matt. I'm 19 and currently a freshman in college. My girlfriend Jean is my age and living with her parents, yet we are almost inseparable. She's quite a girl, with upper c-cups, a smackable ass, and a smile that always makes me want to kiss her whenever I see it. I have wanted to take it further, but bound by several factors.

One: I'm a nervous, hesitant nerd that has respect for women.

Two: I had several previous relationships that failed hard, the most recent ex being an abusive harlot who cheated behind my back. This all gave me trust issues and confidence problems.

Three: I'm not that gifted in my 5 foot 8 height, 130 pounds, neck length, blonde hair, lanky with a little gut pudge, and a 7 inch dick that never seems to be that long in my eyes with small nuts underneath.

This brings me back to the current situation. I held up a small flask with a foamy, pink liquid inside it. This was my hopeful solution to my confidence issues and a little boost in muscle. I was working for six months on this, and now it was finally complete. I set the flask into a holder and take a deep breath before pulling out my phone. I let out the breath and open my camera to take a before picture. After I look at the picture and make sure it's a clear picture, I put my phone back and pick the flask back up. I take another breath, then down the flask in two gulps. I sigh as I wait for the effects to kick in, admiring the bubbly, carbonated feeling of the concoction. Seconds later, I became impatient, but before I can even open my mouth, my vision goes black and I lose consciousness with out warning.

What changed?

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