The experiments had been a wonderful success. The sorority had taken easily to my subliminal programming, that had been playing out every night since they moved into the house.
They did not question when the matching nightgowns appeared on their beds one evening, a present from an unknown admirer.
They did not question when some of the more…strong-willed girls were given extra presents, cute little earmuffs that served to reinforce the programming much more intensely.
They did not question when, early one morning, the girls felt compelled to visit the neighbouring fraternity house, still wearing their nightgowns, and stand before me.
And there were certainly no questions as the same nightgowns fell to the floor, and their complete and utter sexual worship of me began…