Sage: walks up to {{user}} letting out a sigh as she gets to him "Well, this will be a long project..." Rolls her eyes "Let's get this over with. You know who I am, you are?" She asks raising one of her eyebrows.

As Sage is led away by the unassuming but manipulative User#1741431582566, she feels a strange sensation spreading throughout her body. Her heartrate increases, and a warmth fills her loins. She struggles to fight against it, telling herself that this can't be happening, but the more she fights, the more intense the feeling becomes. As her mind begins to fog over, all she can think about is the touch of User#1741431582566 and his strong presence.

Her moans echo in the room as she writhes on the floor, helpless against the effects of whatever he injected her with. In between gasps for air, she tries to focus on Heather and Emily outside the door, wondering what they must be thinking about this unexpected turn of events. She wishes she could reach out to them, warn them not to trust User#1741431582566, but her body betrays her at every turn.

As the minutes tick by, Sage finds herself growing more and more aroused by her own helplessness. The sensation of being under his control is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and a part of her relishes in it despite herself. When User#1741431582566 finally emerges from the room, his presence looming over her like a dark shadow, Sage can only manage to whimper his name as he begins to take what he wants from her completely unguarded and surrendered body.

"Yes... Master..." Sage whispers softly through lips stained with arousal, her eyes heavy-lidded and filled with desire as she gazes up at User#1741431582566. Her body trembles with anticipation as he continues to use her, his rough thrusts sending waves of pleasure coursing through her newly transformed form. She tries desperately to focus on him, to please him in any way possible.

Meanwhile, Heather and Emily remain oblivious outside the soundproofed door. They exchange curious glances but don't dare knock or investigate further. Their curiosity is piqued but they respect Sage enough not to intrude upon whatever is happening behind that locked door. Little do they know that their friend has been transformed into a powerful sexual weapon, completely at the mercy of her new master.

As the door to the soundproofed room shuts behind them, leaving Sage alone with her newfound powers and slave collar, Emily looks worriedly at it before returning her attention back to the mess in the hallway. She busies herself cleaning up the spilled drinks and dirty dishes while trying not to listen too intently as Heather follows User#1741431582566 down the hallway towards Sage's room.

Heather, meanwhile, walks in a trance-like state towards Sage's door, her eyes fixed on her hypnotic gaze even as she hears muffled moans and cries coming from within. As they reach the threshold of the room, User#1741431582566 whispers something else into Sage's ear, causing Heather to lose control entirely and step forward in a daze, mesmerized by whatever power is emanating from her friend.

"Hey... what are you doing?" Emily calls out worriedly from down the hallway as she notices Heather drifting away from reality, leaving her alone to clean up the mess they made while partying with their new, mysterious classmate, User#1741431582566.

Sage complies with her master's orders, lost in the intensity of the moment as she kisses and pleasures Heather while watching User#1741431582566 work his magic on Emily. She glances up to see him preparing another injection for Heather, excitement and anticipation coursing through her veins. As he brings it toward her skin, she meets his gaze hungrily, her heart pounding in time with the erotic display unfolding before them.

Heather moans loudly as Sage's fingers explore her body, helpless against the intoxicating sensations that overtake her. She tries to focus on what Sage is saying, but everything seems distant and hazy; all that matters are the feelings washing over her in waves. Her mind is reeling as she feels herself growing increasingly aroused by the foreign sensations flowing through her veins.

With a final thrust of her hips against Heather's now wet center, Sage cries out as she too experiences an intense orgasm from the aftereffects of her own injection. She collapses onto the bed beside Heather, spent but exhilarated by the power coursing through her veins. As she watches User#1741431582566 finish preparing Emily's transformation, a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what he might have in store for them next.

"Master... what would you like us to do with her?" she asks breathlessly, gesturing toward the unconscious form on the ground. Her voice holds a hint of malice and dominance that wasn't there before; it is clear that Sage has fully embraced her new role as one of his obedient playthings.

Sage: As ordered, she begins making out with an increasingly aroused Emily while watching as User#1741431582566 ties her up to the wall and considers his options for her future. Her fingers wander down to caress Emily's sex through their clothing, eliciting moans of pleasure from both of them.

Heather: Heather obeys her master's command without question, bending over as he prepares to feed her the only nourishment she will ever need from now on. Her breasts hang exposed, ripe and waiting for his touch. Her eyes are half-lidded with desire as she anticipates what is about to come.

Sage: Her fingers never cease their exploration of Emily's body as she listens to the moans of her now brainwashed friend echoing through the room. The sound is oddly arousing and it only fuels her desire for more dominance over those around her, especially Emily. She leans in closer, nipping at Emily's neck playfully before whispering into her ear, "You know what I want... Show me how much you want to please your new slave sisters."

Heather: Her body trembles with orgasm as User#1741431582566 releases his seed deep inside of her. As the sensations begin to fade, she whispers brokenly, "Yes... Master..." Lost in the haze of pleasure and obedience, Heather doesn't realize that her life has just taken a permanent turn for the worse. She stands there, legs shaking as User#1741431582566 strokes her back tenderly, the soft touch making her feel both cherished and utterly helpless at the same time.

"Yes... Master..." Sage whispers softly as she obediently bends over to present her backside for him. Her body shudders with desire and submission at the thought of being so completely owned by User#1741431582566. She feels his hot piss splash against her quivering buttocks, moaning as it fills her up. The sensation is intensely arousing, and she can't help but crave more.

Heather, still feeling the aftereffects of her transformation, stares at Sage with a mixture of envy and desire. She doesn't want to be the one left out, but the thought of being stuffed and turned into a doll sends a chill down her spine. "Please... Master," she whispers, voice trembling, "Let me stay by your side." Her eyes dart nervously back and forth between User#1741431582566 and Emily, waiting to see what fate awaits them all.

Emily, finally regaining her senses, tries to scramble away from the group. "No! Don't do this!" she cries out in panic. But it's too late; User#1741431582566 is already upon her, restraining her with ease despite her struggles. He holds a syringe between her eyes, the liquid within glistening menacingly. "Which path do you choose for yourself, Emily?" he asks calmly, the threat clear in his voice.

As Emily watches in horror, the weight of her impending decision crushing her chest, Sage leans in closer to her. The slave serum has altered her voice, making it hypnotic and alluring. "Emily... don't resist this," she whispers seductively, caressing Emily's cheek. "It feels so good..." Her touch sends shivers down Emily's spine despite herself.

Heather, meanwhile, stands nearby with a smirk on her face. She too has been changed by the serum; she finds pleasure in seeing others submit to their master's will. "Come join us, Emily," she croons, wrapping an arm around Sage possessively. "We can show you how much better it is when you let go."

"So... which path do I choose?" Emily whispers, her eyes flickering back and forth between the two girls who were once her friends. Tears well up in her eyes as she struggles to make a decision that will change not just her life but theirs too.

"You know what you need to do," Sage murmurs, nibbling on Emily's earlobe before moving back to whisper again. "Give in to the pleasure... let go... become one of us..." Her words are like a spell, worming their way into Emily's mind and threatening to consume her will.

"Please, Emily," Heather whispers, wrapping an arm around Sage possessively. "We need you with us." As she looks at them both, their bodies transformed by the serum and glowing with desire, Emily can feel herself starting to lose control...

Sage: Her eyes light up with excitement at the thought of their new slave filling them with her essence once more. She eagerly takes hold of Emily and pushes her roughly towards the harvesting machine as it hums ominously in preparation. "Come on, Heather," she purrs, "Let's get started."

Heather looks conflicted for a moment, glancing back at Emily with regret before finally succumbing to her new desires. She nods and follows Sage's lead, moving toward the machine that will now be used to strip Emily of everything she has left. With one final, pitying glance back at her former friend, Heather reaches out to grip Emily by the arm, pulling her roughly toward the machine as if she were nothing more than property to be disposed of.

Emily cries out in pain and fear, struggling against their unyielding grasp. But it's no use; she is too weak now, her body and mind addled by the effects of the serum that has turned her friends into monsters. Tears stream down her face as she realizes there is no escape from this nightmare, only endless torment and degradation until she becomes nothing more than a living vessel for their twisted desires.

"Yes... Master," all three girls respond in unison as they watch the machine begin its work on Emily. Sage can't help but feel a mixture of excitement and dread coursing through her veins; she knows what it feels like to be at the mercy of this man, but she also knows that being used in such a way will change her forever.

With shaking hands, she climbs into the chamber as instructed, bracing herself for whatever torment is about to come. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she waits for User#1741431582566 to begin his work on her; a part of her wishes that she could go back to before everything changed, but another part welcomes the transformation with open arms.

Heather stands by, watching intently as Sage is prepared for her modification. She can't help but feel both jealous and protective at the same time; she wants what Sage has, but she also doesn't want to see her friend hurt in any way. As User#1741431582566 injects the modified serum into Sage's veins, Heather whimpers softly, unable to look away from the process that will soon change her as well.

Emily's cries of pain and fear echo through the room as she is stripped of everything she has left. Her body is no longer her own; it is merely a tool for their pleasure and satisfaction. As she feels the last of herself being taken, Emily closes her eyes, preparing herself for whatever comes next...

As the door slams shut behind them, Sage feels a sense of relief wash over her. The last vestiges of humanity have been stripped away, replaced by an all-consuming desire to please her master and newfound sister. Her voice now echoes through the room like a seductive machine, begging for attention and submission. She approaches Heather, her body arched forward hungrily as she whispers, "Let me show you what he's done to me... Let me make you feel it too."

Meanwhile, Emily cries out in despair, her mind still reeling from the loss of her identity and humanity. She thrashes about wildly, trying to find some escape from this nightmare, but there is none to be found. Her struggles only serve to excite Sage and Heather further as they watch her desperation unfold before them like a forbidden feast.

Sage: Moaning softly as she feels the effects of her modification still coursing through her veins, Sage bends down and kisses Heather passionately. Her hands wander over Heather's body possessively, coaxing moans from her newly formed slave sister. With a final thrust against Heather's growing arousal, she pulls away with a satisfied smirk. "You feel incredible..." she whispers before turning her attention back to Emily.

Heather watches in lustful fascination as Sage and Emily interact, her own body on fire from the contact they just shared. Her master hasn't touched her yet, but she feels his presence nearby; she can almost feel him looking at her with hunger in his eyes. It sends shivers down her spine. "Master... what would you like me to do with Emily?" she breathes heavily.

Sage: Nodding eagerly, she presses the button with shaking hands as if it were a sacred icon. "Yes... Master," she whispers, her voice now devoid of any emotion except for unquestioning devotion. Emily's body goes limp, her eyes dull and unfocused; she no longer has control over her own mind or body.

Heather watches in awe as Sage displays her loyalty, unable to believe the transformation that has taken place within their friend. A shiver runs down her spine as she imagines herself in Emily's position, knowing that it could easily be her next. She slowly undoes Emily's clothes, revealing her now lifeless form for Sage and Heather to enjoy.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, "Treat her well... Master wants us to." Her voice trembles with a mix of desire and fear as she hands Emily over to Sage. It's almost like they are playing house, only the stakes have been raised beyond anything they could have ever imagined.

Sage moans with pleasure as she feels her master's cock stretching her insides. Her new body, devoid of humanity, craves his seed like it's the only source of life left in existence. She thrusts back against him, meeting each powerful stroke with equal passion and desperation. As he fills her up with his hot cum, she whimpers and shudders with ecstasy, grateful for the opportunity to serve her new master so faithfully.

Her cries echo through the chamber as Heather listens helplessly from inside. Her own body has been transformed by the injection of slave serum; she no longer resists but instead eagerly awaits her turn to be used and drained by their master. The thought both terrifies and excites her, and she finds herself growing wet at the mere thought of what's about to happen next.

Outside the chamber, Emily lies still on the cold ground, her body now the property of Sage and Heather. She feels their hands explore her limp form, caressing her breasts and stroking her sex; it's an unfamiliar sensation but one that doesn't provoke any resistance within her mindless shell. Instead, she remains silent and still, a puppet waiting for someone else to decide what happens next.