Jennifer lunged toward Cynthia. "Sit, girl!" said Cynthia. Jennifer obediently sat down in a dog-like manner. "My uncle also put in a few chemicals to make you more submissive. You will believe about eveerything your're told, and will have to do anyone's commands too."sneered Cynthia with amuesment. Jennifer wanted to attack Cynthia, but knew that she had been given a command. "Well, Cynthia said I have to sit, so I will-- oh wait what am I doing!'Jennifer thought as she came to her senses. She grabbed the pitcher that Cynthia had brought in, and forced Cynthia to swallow it all. "Oh no!" exclaimed Cynthia as she tried to breathe after swallowing more or less of the pitcher. "That was the concentrated version of the drink! You have to help me, Jennifer, before my mind and body are....." Cynthia trailed off, and looked blankly at the wall as her mind was being changed. Jennifer, having lost her wits again, followed Cynthia's order to help by licking the front of her shirt where a lot of the drink had spilled, trying to clean Cynthia off. Soon, she had drank enough to start the proces, and looked off blankly like Cynthia. Soon they both came out of thier trances. Both had a lowered IQ, and due to a slight spill by Cynthia's uncle in he lab, extremely horny and focused on sex. They still walked upright, but licked themselves clean, sniffed bare asses, and did not think about wearing clothes. They opened the door and walked out, looking for mates. Their physical changes were begining to start as well.....