Gina awoke in a white room. She felt dizzy, disorientated. Where was she? She tried to get up, but found herself held down by straps. What was going on here? She looked around: The room was all white, the walls covered with foam rubber - probably sound proof. Above her head was a huge monitor, turned off. She was lying on a sort of recliner, though she couldn't really see it: She was covered by a white silkish blanket, and with her the seat she was resting upon. The whole room had a clean, but not cold atmosphere.

What the hell was all that about? How did she get here? The last thing she remembered was going to bed last night - and now here she was, only god knew where. Panic started to rise up in her. She was trying to get up again, but there were straps holding her down, around her ankles, thighs, waist, torso and arms. She squirmed, trying to find some weakness in her bounds, but there was no way to get out. What she did notice was that she was most probably naked underneath the sheet. What on earth was going on here?

An image appeared on the screen above her. She was awestruck: A young girl, probably around 20, blonde, smiled softly into the camera. "Good morning Gina! I know you must have millions of questions right now, but please stay calm. You will not be hurt, in fact I promise you that you will really enjoy what's about to come." Gina didn't know what to think. She felt so confused, and scared, although the promise not to be hurt sounded really comforting. "You have been watched for a long time, and it was decided that now was the right time for your transformation."

Gina seemed alarmed again. "What transformation?" The girl seemed to stare right back at her through the monitor. "You need to loosen up a bit. You are too stiff, too strict - too prude." With that last word a devilish grin appeared on the girl's face. Horror! Gina was shocked! This must be a nightmare! Of course, soon she would wake up in her bed, and everything would be fine! "But still, there is nothing to be afraid of. In fact, you will be grateful once the treatment will be finished, and you will have been transformed." The girl paused for a while, staring back at Gina, like she was waiting for some kind of reaction. "Now let me explain how this will work: There are sensors all over your body, some to pick up information, some to give back stimulation. First, you will be shown all kinds of ... ‘scenery'. Based on your reactions to that, your further treatment will be specified to meet your very needs. So, relax and enjoy!" With that the screen went blank again, and Gina was left in silence for a while to digest what she had just heard.

Before Gina could give the whole thing too much thought, a movie started on the screen. "Stage 1 - Typification" A few moments later, a young couple was shown kissing, first gently, then more intense. The guy was now groping to girl, who seemed to enjoy it big time. They started undressing each other, and soon the guy would take her from behind. The scenery changed: a guy was jerking off, grunting while he did so. Gina was disgusted. How long will this be going on like that? The scene changed again: now a young woman was touching herself. She was stroking her boobs, rubbing and pinching her nipples till they got really hard. One hand slid down her tummy to her crotch, gently cupping it. She closed her eyes in pleasure. Gina felt intrigued. Why were they showing her this? The girl was now really going for it. Panting and moaning she was sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy, her other hand tugging her nipples. Another scene: now there were two girls doing a 69. First they were both feasting on the other's pussy, but after a while the girl on top stopped. She was clearly nearing her orgasm. With her eyes close she whimpered while her hips humped the lower girl's face. Pure lust was written all over her face until, a few seconds later, she screamed her orgasm out.

The sound seemed to pierce Gina's body. The screen went blank again, much to Gina's relief. Only moments later the blonde girl appeared back on the screen, again with a wicked smile on her face. "So, Gina, that was very interesting. It's pretty obvious that you aren't into men that much, but now it's clear why: You are lesbian! I'm pretty sure you will enjoy the rest of your treatment. In a few moments "Stage 2 - "Transformation" will begin. Enjoy the ride!"

Gina was shocked. What was this chick talking about? She wasn't lesbian. She was catholic, after all. Catholics aren't gay. She'd never had a boyfriend, but again, she was catholic, so what would she need a boyfriend for. One day she would have a fiancée, then a husband, and everything would be fine. She - a lesbian! Ridiculous! What would her friends from her prayer chain think!

She could her soothing music, and a warm tingling all over her breasts. She relaxed. "This feels nice!" she thought to herself. She could feel her nipples harden. The tingling increased. Suddenly it dawned upon her: "This must be the sensors the girl had mentioned!" She tried to suppress the feeling, ignore it. She had to stay in control! Suddenly she felt the same sensation on her crotch. All her worries and thoughts melted away. She took a deep breath and relaxed again. There was nothing she could do anyway. It was just too overwhelming. The buzzing sensation on her boobs and crotch intensified even more. This was going beyond relaxing, she was getting really turned on now. That thought scared her, and she opened her eyes. Looking up, she noticed all kinds of images flicking across the screen. Mostly they were of young, half-naked girls. Her head started spinning, so many sensations flooding over her. She focused on the images. She didn't want to admit it, but she liked what she saw. Her breathing became heavier. She had never let herself get aroused like this - but her she was, and she was looking at pictures of girls!

The screen suddenly went blank again, and the stimulation on her boobs and crotch also resided. She was left in silence now, she her heavy breathing, almost panting was the only sound in the room. She felt embarrassed. Slowly she regained her composure. It was still silent. Maybe it's over now. Maybe they got what they'd wanted. She tried to relax again. She felt confident again. Somehow she will get through this. Before she could finish her thought the stimulation resumed, and more images flashing before her. She felt the feelings deep inside her build up again. Her arousal that had just ebbed down was now rising again fast. Soon she would be panting again. She images changed, from pure portraits of girls and young women to more erotic images of girls touching themselves. She suddenly felt the urge to do the same, but her hands were tied. She realized she needed some relief, and she would need it soon! The stimulation increased even more, and she felt herself nearing orgasm - it seemed like the light at the end of the tunnel. And the stimulation stopped again.

Gina felt frustrated. She wasn't used to being sexually aroused, usually she wouldn't let herself get into that state. But here she was, and she would have brought it to a quick and happy ending, if she only could. But - she was forced to just lie there, listen to herself pant. It took her a long time to come down from her sexual high this time. Even though the screen was blank now, all sorts of erotic images flashed in her mind. She had never felt like this before. With time, her breathing got normal again, and she could find clear thoughts again. Still there was this void, she was almost missing the stimulation. And there it was again, very intense this time from the beginning - almost too much to bear. Her nipples and her clit were on fire. She was aching for relief. A first moan escaped her lips. She shivered when she realized the obscene sound had come out of her mouth. Again she felt herself head towards and orgasm, as the stimulation stopped once again. "Oh come on!" she shouted in frustration.

She had no idea how long this had been going on, but after a while she felt pretty exhausted. She had been kept at a very high state of sexual arousal throughout a long time. Her body simply wasn't used to that. The door opened, and the girl from the screen entered the room. She carried a tray with a glass of juice and some fruits. Without saying a word, she let Gina drink, fed her some fruits, let her drink some more, and with a nice smile she turned around and left the room again.

Soon, the stimulation started again driving her quickly close to orgasm again. It seemed to go quicker each time, and the thought scared Gina. She wondered for how long she'd been here now. For how long had this been going on? And how much longer will it go on? After what seemed like an eternity of alternating stimulation and frustration the girl came back in, again feeding her juice and fruits. "Now it's time for you to rest, regain some strength. You've still a lot ahead." As she left the light dimmed. Being exhausted as she was, Gina soon drifted off to sleep. She didn't know how long she had been sleeping, or if really at all, when she was woken up by a stinging sensation on her nipples, followed by the well-known stimulation to sooth her aching flesh. Soon, the stimulation would subside, leaving her slightly aroused. As soon as she drifted off to sleep again, she same thing would happen, waking her up again.

As it went on, she lost complete track of time. She couldn't tell if she'd been kept here for a couple of hours or for days. It all seemed like such a blur. Every once in a while she would be fed some juice and fruits by the girl. The stimulation was now less intense, but it lasted much longer. Instead of the pictures she was now shown movie clips of lesbian love-making. It started with tender kissing scenes and got more and more explicit. As she was once again nearing orgasm the screen showed a girl fisting another. Gina couldn't take it any longer. She was sobbing in frustration. "Please, I can't take this any longer! Please let me cum! I will do anything, but please release me!" That being said and with the fisted girl screaming her orgasm out, Gina was finally going over the edge. The stimulation on her clit and nipples was almost more than she could bear, and her whimpering and sobbing turned into high pitched screams of pure pleasure. The stimulation went on, even though the waves of her orgasm ebbed down. Soon the stimulation would lead her to another mind-shattering orgasm, and another. After her forth in row, her world went black.

When she came back to her senses, she was lying in a regular bed, but in the same white room. She was wearing a sexy white nightgown. Next to her bed the girl that had fed her during her transformation was watching her. "Good morning Gina! I'm so glad you finally awoke. Your transformation has been completed. If you want, I can show you around now." Gina looked at her with big eyes. "Transformation? Transformation into what?" she asked the girl. "You will find out soon enough! Come on now, get up, I'll introduce you to the others".

She climbed out of the bed, her legs shaking. The girl opened the door and led her out into a white hallway. She opened a door and led her into another room. Equally white, but larger, with filled with girls dressed in the same nightie. They all smiled at her as she entered. "Here we are: This is where you will stay from now on. Everybody in this room has been transformed in the same way like you have. This means, once we all were prudes. And now we are free from our inhibitions to really enjoy physical pleasure."

Gina looked around. The room was filled with gorgeous women dressed in next to nothing. "What are you talking about? What kind of transformation do you mean?" The girl looked at her patiently. "Your body has been trained to react to special triggers in a certain way." Gina looked at her suspiciously. "There were subliminal messages hidden in the music and the images. If, for example, you hear the word ‘carrot' now, you will become instantly highly aroused." As she heard the trigger word, Gina's eyes went wide. She knees got week, she had do hold on to the girl's shoulders to keep from going down on her knees. She suddenly felt the same stimulation she had felt before. "See, Gina? Now I say ‘kindergarden' and it will stop." Gina took a deep breath. What was happening to her? What had they done to her? "So, I will leave you alone with your now room-mates. Why don't you start with Clara over there?" Gina looked at her. She was a real beauty. She slowly walked over to her. Clara sat up in her sofa, so Gina could sit next to her. "Gina: ‘carrot', Clara ‘sandwich'". The girl watched the other girls facial expressions change into looks of lust, grinned and walked away.

Gina, of course, was suddenly highly aroused again. Clara had been triggered to have to urge to go down on her partner. Without any hesitation she had pushed Gina onto her back and had buried her face between the other girl's thighs. Gina couldn't believe how good that felt. She had never let anyone touch her there. Hell, she never really touched herself, and now this beautiful young woman's tongue and lips were bringing her pleasure she never knew existed. Soon she would have her first orgasm induced by Clara and witnessed by all her roommates. The first, but clearly not the last.