Trashy Desires - Part 39

The following weeks were the most intense for Jewely since she had left college.

She had regular sessions with Amelia where she watched her work and explain every step of the procedure. For once, Jewely was glad she still had her brains, as following and understanding everything proved to be a lot of work.

The hardest part was to stay sober for the whole day, listening and taking notes once Jewely was back at home. She had been surprised and, at the same time, turned on by how alien it felt for her to be sober for extended periods. Having a buzz going through her entire day had become such a habit that Jewely had to seriously fight her urges each day she met with Amelia.

But if things went as planned, Jewely would soon no longer have to hold back her trashy urges.

She was almost at the point of submerging herself into an irreversible reality of low-life trashiness.

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When Jewely declared that she was ready to get the treatment, she felt confident in understanding all the steps of the process. She had watched countless procedures on other subjects while bombarding Amelia with questions.

Now, all she needed was the chance to use the procedure on herself without Amelia’s supervision.

“Ready for your life to turn around for the better?” Amelia asked with a broad smile as she opened the door.

Jewely nodded absent-mindedly, unable to cover her nervousness.

“It’s ok to feel anxious. Everyone is. But once you walk out of here today, you’ll be delighted about your choice to go through with this.”

Amelia kept talking while they walked to the treatment room. Jewely barely listened as she was too focused on her upcoming plan. Still, she did make out the self-serving excitement in Amelia’s voice. She knew that all the niceness Amelia displayed toward her was purely performative. All she wanted was to get into good graces with her family and use that to further her career.

It filled Jewely with a deep sense of gratification to know that Amelia would get none of it. She was only a puzzle piece to make Jewely’s wildest dreams come true.

They entered the lab, and Jewely’s tension grew as she sat down and let Amelia put the treatment cap on her head. She sat impatiently as everything was set up and put into place.

Just as Amelia finished her preparations and smiled, a loud announcement boomed through the halls.

“Calling for Dr. Flores. Come to the lobby urgently.”

 Jewely noticed the faint sign of shock, mixed with annoyance, on Amila’s face.

“I’m so sorry. But it has to be serious if they make an announcement like this. I’ll be back as quickly as I can!”

Amelia hurried out of the lab, oblivious to the smile that formed on Jewely’s enormous lips. She jumped out of her seat and felt the anxiety leave her body.

Kendra had actually done it!

Jewely’s plan was simple: Get Amelia to leave the lab long enough so Jewely could run the process on herself once. This would be enough to erase her college education. After that, Jewely would pretend nothing had happened and let Amelia rerun the procedure, erasing a considerable chunk of Jewely’s High School education.

The biggest weakness of her plan was that she had to have Kendra involved. Kendra was instructed to call in an emergency for Amelia just at the right time to let Jewely have the lab to herself. It had been Jewely’s biggest worry that Kendra would somehow mess that simple task up.

But she didn’t! And now Jewely had the chance to dumb herself down even below Kendra’s level.

As the gravity of what she was about to do started to hit Jewely, she felt an energetic rush of arousal run through her body. It intensified as she set up the machine just as she had watched Amelia do. Even though she tried everything she could to keep her focus, Jewely felt her composure crumble under the overwhelming desires that emerged from deep inside her.

She was about ready with her preparations when her arousal took over, leaving her helplessly watching as her body acted on its own. Her hand floated over to the intensity dial, routinely set on medium. Jewely’s intention had been to keep it that way as she had never watched a procedure where Amelia had gone higher than that.

But now, with her horniness in control, she turned the dial to the highest setting and hit the start button before her consciousness could catch up and stop what she was doing.

Her eyes grew wide as the realization of what she had done dawned on her.

But it was too late. The machine was already powering up. 

Jewely stumbled back into her seat as it sprung into action. A tension built up inside Jewely’s head as the machine worked its way inside her brain, ready to destroy any memories put in front of it.

All Jewely could do was feed it. Powerless to stop what was happening to her.