Uh-Oh!

You say, "No way! I'm not going to go out with you!" You think about telling him, but before you can decide he says, "Great. A perfect chance to try out this thing they want me to try out." Oh no! You remember that you told him about the place, and his assignment was... He sprays himself with this bottle of something. "Look, Matt, (that's his name) the truth is..." you stop. The potion-like thing has taken effect. You have no choice. "Now then. About that date. Are you sure?" He asks you. "Oh I would love to! Where will we go?" You say, now having very little control over yourself. If he asked you to strip, you would barely be able to stop yourself, and as the night wears on you might not be able to resist... things have really taken a turn for the worst.

Written by Bob McMan

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