And then he did, and it was glorious."I nodded, and turned to John, and asked, "And how about you, did you notice any differences?"John nodded and sai..., "I felt the same as Rillnam, about the intensity. And I noticed a change in how I felt about you. At first, when you were helping us decide what to do, I felt relieved that someone else was taking charge, but I still felt independent. Then, after I mated with Rillnam, I felt differently. I felt that I was no longer 'in charge' but merely. "Amy, it feels so good!" No Jill! You gotta fight! You can, like, resist it like I did!" Amy shouted, but she knew that her own increasing tolerance to the potion was due to her familiarity with its effects after being dosed so many times, and that her little sister would likely be blindsided by the rush of pleasure the drug would flood her body with to tempt her into embracing her bimbofication. Further, Jill had inhaled the potion's intoxicating fumes, and Amy recalled all to well how much. Mike then grabbed her hair with his other hand and pushed his cum coated fingers into Summer's mouth. Summer struggled against him. "Eat it bitch. No more teasing." he said. "From now on, you're our fuck toy."Mike tilted his hand, letting the big wad of cum slide down into Summer's mouth. Reluctantly she swallowed it. She must not have minded the taste because she didn't squint her eyes like one normally would when eating something disgusting.Mike then returned to her pussy and scooped out two. There was a lot of information out there. It became her most important study topic as she dived into the Web pages and tried to sort out the good from the crap. Reading about domination didn’t ease her own desires, but it made her feel like she was achieving something.Most of what she found online was disappointing. Self-appointed gurus preached their own personal philosophies and spent as much time attacking other experts as they did explaining their own preferences. Amaya sorted through.