Special Dinner

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Professor Davis
I am so excited. My body is vibrating with my need to finally feed Sonya. I cannot wait to feel the first bit of humiliation. I could not wait to put her on the road to her new life. I was very impressed with Sonya this week. She followed my orders to a t. I believe I sold the health issue a little too well. She was well and truly freaked from the potential disease that I told her might be a possibility. She ate every piece of food I gave her. She was so worried about herself that she did not detect the faint metallic taste present in all the food. The metallic taste was a result of the drug that was laced in all of her food. Every time she swallowed the drug, it destroyed more and more of her metabolism. By the end of the five day mark, her metabolism was next to destroyed. I decided that I would continue to give her the drug until further notice. She was ready for her introduction into her new life.
I pulled out the outfit I wanted her to wear, a button shirt size medium, a medium pair of blue jean shorts, and a size six pair of underwear. She was currently a size XXS shirt and a size XS on the shorts. I was planning to increase her size by at least two sizes. The deal was she would have to break three buttons before I stopped her feeding. That would be considered dinner. Dessert would be popping the other eight.
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I knocked on her door, and I heard a miserable come in. i could tell that she ws almost a her breaking point. She had had enough of being cooped in the room. I walked into the room and said "Hello, Sonya. It is the big day. You  can finally shower and eat whatever you want. After you finish showering, we will discuss the research. By the way the test results came back and it appeared that your lack of sleep and your nervousness paired with your alcohol consumption from a few days prior interfered with the drug someone injected you with. The good news is that it looks like you have no diseases growing in your body."

Sonya:
I opened my eyes groggily when I heard knocking at the door. I tiredly said to come in knowing that it was Delores or Professor Davis. Professor Davis  walked in with good news. He told me I could shower and finally choose what I wanted to eat. I was sick of getting injections everyday. I think they contributed to the metally taste that I had in my mouth whenever I ate. When I asked Professor Davis if I could have my phone or watch TV or play on an IPAD. He told me that he was worried those might have been contributors to my reactions. I was stuck in my room to stare at the ceiling and eat when my food was delivered. Professor Davis walked over to me to help me up. I was so tired, but I would do anything to shower. I stunk. He my legs and swung them over the side of the bed. He then offered his hand so that I could use it get up. He walked me to the shower. I managed to use my other hand to hold the blanket around me. When I got to the door of the bathroom, I release Professor Davis's hand and walked in and closed the door behind me. Before it was closed completely, Professor Davis stuck his arm in the bathroom with a pile of clothes: "Here you go Sonya. I gave you some loose clothes. A weak without clothes can cause your body to break out in a rash if you put tight clothes or irritating fabric on your body. That is also why I did not include a bra." I thanked him and shut the door. I turned on the shower and dropped the blanket from my body. I looked at myself and did not see any differences in my weight. I looked the same. I hopped into the shower and began my shower.
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I walked out of my shower feeling refreshed. I saw Professor Davis fiddling with the DVD player. He turned around and smiled. He gestured to the bed and said, "I want you to take an easy. What do you want for dinner? While we wait I want you to watch a video I made about my research."
I said, "I would like roast beef and mash potatoes for dinner." He smiled and called for Dolores to begin making it. He then guided me to the bed. I was a little tired, but ready to start the research. He pulled out a small tube and said, "I need you to sniff this. I am a little worried that you might freak out a little after learning the details of my experiment." I thought this was a little odd, but I did so.
Immediately after I smelled the tube, I relaxed he pressed play on the DVD and all of a sudden a video of me and him started playing. It was from the morning he told me about the research. Once the video started playing, straps came out from the bed. The stripped my head down with one over my forehead and neck, a wrap cake down on my jaw, my two arms were strapped down and attached at my sides by metal poles that arose from the side of my bed, and my thighs were strapped down as well as me feet. I was completely immobile. I had no choice but to listen and watch myself agree to the horrendous terms. It dawned on me that I was not a research partner, but the volunteer the person being researched on. I was basically a slave to Professor Davis research. I let out a gasp as this information dawned, and a Professor Davis came over and started to pet my hair: "You finally understand that you will be the subject. You signed the terms of the agreement. If you try to back out or leave the college, I will send an email to all the college professors I know to update all teachers about you. They will all know you as a failure of a student, one who refuses to do anything and tries to blame her problems on other people. The faster you complete the training the faster you are done with this research. How fast or slow we go depends on you. For now all you need to remember is to follow my instructions." He smirked down at me and turn his head to the door and said, "Delores come in please"

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