Revenge At College

This is the third story in the Hypno-Talkers Of Zlar series.

Jerry Green wasn't socially skilled. He asked hottie Cindy, who was totally out of his league, for a date. He never checked whether she had a boyfriend, and the actual asking Cindy for the date was done ham-handed.

But Cindy didn't tell Jerry No, I won't go out with you, or even say to him What, are you kidding? Instead, Cindy set up Jerry to be played for a fool and publicly humiliated, during a Saturday-night sorority party.

Now Jerry wants revenge on Cindy and the other sorority girls who helped set up the cruel "prank." Jerry has a potential tool for revenge: He recently discovered something on the Web called a "hypno-talker."

Tags: alien invasion, aliens, conspiracy, erotica, female virgin, female-female, FF, hypnosis, lesbian, lesbian to bi, male dominant, male-female, MC, MD, MF, mind control, oral sex, sorority, straight to bi, vengeance

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The beginning of the 90-page, 21,600-word story:

Friday, April 12, 1:26 p.m.
English Building, Kanssouri University
Wheat City, Kansas

The class had just ended, and Jerry Green was pulling on his Pizza King windbreaker. Jerry couldn’t remember anything about footnotes, today’s lecture topic. Instead, Jerry had been thinking all period about Cindy Hope.

This was the day that Jerry would ask sorority hottie Cindy for a date! Will she say yes? Will she say no?

Jerry figured that the worst that would happen was that maybe she’d laugh at him. That’s why he was going to ask her out when nobody was around, just in case.

Cindy stood up now and was gathering up her books. Look at her, 67 inches of big-breasted, blue-eyed lusciousness! “Cindy! Wait!” Jerry called out.

Cindy looked in Jerry’s direction and frowned slightly. “Yes?”

Jerry dumped his The Modern Term Paper textbook, his notebook, and his pen into his bookbag, put his bookbag on his back, and hurried over to Cindy.

By now the classroom was empty, and Cindy’s frown was bigger. She glanced at the clock on the wall.

Jerry had practiced in the shower what he was going to say to Cindy, and how he was going to say it. But when he was actually standing two feet in front of her, he blurted out—

“Cindy, I think you’re pretty and you dress nice and you act confident all the time and would you go out with me tomorrow night?”

Cindy pasted on a fake smile. “Listen, um ... what is your name again?”

“Green. Jerry Green, and—”

“Jerry, I’m sorry but I already have plans for tomorrow night.”

“Not a problem, because I work tomorrow night. What about Monday or Tuesday?”

Cindy didn’t answer his question; instead, she asked a question of her own: “Is Pizza King where you work?”

“Yeah. Every weekend, Friday night and Saturday night and Sunday night, I’m delivering pizza.”

Cindy looked thoughtful for a moment, then asked, “Do you work around here? Do you deliver to Alpha Sigma Sigma sorority house?”

“Yeah, sometimes, though usually it’s the frat houses who order the pizza. Anyway, what do you say about going out with me on Monday or Tuesday?”

Cindy gave Jerry another fake smile. “Let me think about that, okay? But in the meantime, you’re definitely working tomorrow night? Delivering pizza?”

Jerry couldn’t guess what Cindy was thinking. “Yeah?”

Now Cindy gave Jerry a brilliant smile. “Tomorrow night, Alpha Sigma Sigma is throwing a lawn party, and we will need pizza. I will make sure we ask for you to deliver it, Jerry Green.”

So saying, Cindy gave Jerry a girly-wave, then she sashayed out of the empty classroom.

Jerry thought, That didn’t go as bad as I feared. True, I didn’t get the date, but at least she didn’t embarrass me.