Multiple personalities

Dr. Peterson:
I could see how worried she was. I was fully aware that she had no idea of her rare experience but, was in the phase of now starting to figure out the differences. I looked at her and all she seemed to want to know was what was in the notepad I was holding. She nervously shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
"Chamille, I want to lie down on the sofa and relax because you might find what I'm going to tell you very hard to pick up."
As she moved towards the sofa and layed down I started to explain. "From what I observed last night, you seemed to be going thru a different personality, as if you were completely a different person. Now, when I went home last night I done some research and found that you have what they call Personality Disorder. It's very rare and has only occurred twice. You'd probably be the third person to be found under it's influence." She looked towards me wide eyed and with a blank expression. "There's no proven reason for this but, I quite understand that it may be from your most deepest feelings and fantasies. I will follow you about some more until your next appointment to get a deeper basis on what may be happening. I may hypnotise you in your next appointment and search into your subconsious mind. I just want to ask you some questions for now. Do you find any change in your body since you have noticed this happening? Perhaps you may have noticed that you have a diferent desire when you wake up in morning? Tell me about that if so." I had a serious look on my face for what I was dealing with was very difficult for me to understand even with my experience.
 
Chamille

"well the black outs started," I thought back, "I suppose sometime after college. I seemed to lack focus and suddenly, mainly nights an weekends. I'd be little tired or bored and suddenly I'd wake up in bed or shower. At first I just figured I was tired or forgetful. But they got longer to point where I didn't know what I did for entire weekends. I'd have strange things in my purse and wierd charges on my credit card bill. Lately I've had some freaky messages on answering machine too. That's why I'm here, to regain my life as it were."
 
Dr.Peterson:
I took notes of what she told me. When she told me about having the blackouts straight after college i had a twitch in my head and I had thought of something but, I didn't want to say it just yet.
"Alright Chamille, What type of weird stuff have been bought using your credit card? And can just tell a brief description of your college lifestyle?"
I now felt more stronger about the situation at task as her answers provided me keys to clearing her problem for good and if not probably for a while.
 
Chamille

"I was studious in college, I graduated Magna Cum Laude. Strange charges, mainly hotel rooms, occasionally at a clothing store. I did have plane tickets on their once, fortunately I had the money to cover it, but my credit card company has already cut my credit line in half. I just want a normal life. Is that so wrong?"
 
Dr. Peterson:
"Well Chamille, I can only say that there has to be some kind of trigger for this situation for now. What triggers this could be anything and it could be by consumption, touching or even a thought."
She looked at me as she was close to tears and I could suddenly notice that she just wanted to be normal.
"Chamille, considering what I saw last night, I would probably guess touch because you went thru a sensual feeling if you can grasp my terms." I couldn't even bring myself to smile which I knew would comfort her.
 
chamille? Daniella

"what?" i break into tears and then suddenly wipe them away and smile.

"You know Chamille is fine, the girl just needs to loosen up. You should work on getting her 'facets' or personalities to merge and blend. Of course Chamille may not emerge as dominant afterwards. But I really don't care." Standing and stretching, "I'd suggest you work with Mickie and Violet first, they take so much out of Chamille, they rest of us we take what we can. As you've broken Chamille down, I know have time to play. If you'll excuse me I have things to do." I walk out with a flip of my hair.
 
Dr. Peterson:
As this suddenly all new Chamille walked out the door made notes of what she explained and whilst writing my notes, I figured that she had changed her personality. Maybe it wasn't touch after all.. it could possibly be emotion. It was my lunch break so I told my secretary I'd be back in an hour. I decided to follow the new Chamille to her whereabouts. I took my tape recorder with me to take down missing pieces and ideas along the way. I got into my car and followed her.
 
Daniella

I headed to my favorite haunt, the library. It's where I met my boyfriend. I pulled into parking lot and quick look in mirror told me I looked all right. I hoped he was there, I certainly had shaken the Doctor up, for some odd reason I had high hopes of being the dominant personality. After all I was one of the newest and seemed to have consciousness of the other's actions.

Robert, was perfect, shy quiet, with beautiful blue eyes and a sweet smile. My heart skipped just thinking of him. My mood soured at thought of what he'd do if he knew about the others. There was no way I could give myself to him until I was a whole person.

There he was sitting in his favorite chair, long legs sprawled out in front of him.
 
Daniella? Rose

Daniella was about to walk over when the headache approached, she had let her thoughts weaken her sense of purpose and before she knew it she was walking back out of library a different smile upon her face.

Rose smiled as she got into the car, she undid a few buttons on the shirt and decided that with such limited time she'd simple go to her favorite bar.

I walked in inhaling the scent of sexual heat. I glanced around, I had fucked nearly everyone in the bar. Then I spotted her an innocent sitting at the bar. She had a freshness about her I didn't think I had ever possessed.

I sat next to her and gestured at the bartender, the amazon like blonde smiled and I ordered a Slippery Nipple.

"Can do," she replied with a wink and smile.

I let my hand massage the woman's knee feeling her jump knees clamping together and slowly parting as my warm fingers caressed her skin. she slowly opened up and i drank my glass. I ordered her a sleazy bitch which she nearly gulped down as my fingers slide along the line between her legs and pussy lips feeling the heat, the dampness of her panties.

I leaned over and whispered in her ear that i wanted to fuck her right here and now, i told her to nod if she agreed. I could smell the scent of sex in air as couples and groups formed in the bar and began doing exactly what i soon hoped to be doing.

she nodded and i slide fingers under her panties letting them roll into a wet wad between her bare pussy lips. I smile and feeling her perky breasts heaving I lean down and suck one of her luscious nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. as I just tug her panties making them rub along her slit, sliding over her clit. I feel her cum as she let's out a deliscous gasp.

I tug her panties off and toss them to bartender asking her to make a drink worthy of having fresh o juice in it.

the bartender mixes two drinks and then wrings the panties over them. I hand her one as I lick the foam off other and drink the intoxicating combination. I slide one then two fingers into her, fucking her watching her face and I softly ask the bartender to prepare the restraints. I lift her off the stool and carry her to a soft chair.

she whimpers as she cums again her arms locked in place along with her legs. I feel the headache coming on and with a pout i undo her blouse revealing her ripe breasts.

"leave her clothes on, take good care of her and give her one of my cards." I instruct the bartender as patrons have gathered the entire room naked soft female bodies. I put my hand on my head and leave.
 
Violet

Pushed through with a smile, I was glad Chamille worked from home. I took my bag from under the car seat and changed into something more suitable. I smiled, looked like Rose had some fun, even though my body felt unfulfilled. Well I would certainly fix that.

I drove to the house, it was suppose to look like coincidence. The wife was slightly unsure I was to give her confidence make her feel sexy. A task I relished, I stopped about a mile away from their home and undid my hair raking ym fingers through it.

I walked to their house considering my words, as I feel rain falling. I smile, perfect I think. My clothing is soaked by time I reach house my blouse clinging to my full breasts the lacey bra showing clearly. My dark hair hanging in clumps down my back.

this was perfect, I'd say my car broke down about a mile away and wondered if I could call a tow truck and wait inside until the rain stops. Maybe I could seduce her by needing a shower.......

I knocked on the door, it was so much more personal than doorbell.

and waited.
 
Dr.Peterson:
Watching this Chamille.. she had changed personality's for a while now.. my hour was up long ago.. so I hurried back to my office and decided to call the doctor who had experienced this phenomena with one of his patients and got all the information I could get. I decided to call it a day after two more sessions.
 
Violet

I knocked again, wondering if I should have called, seeing the cars in drive. Hoping this was a good time for our encounter.
 
Hannah sighed, enjoying the hot, pulsing stream as the shower slowly but surely eased the tensions of the day from her slender neck. The muscles of her shoulder loosened and she closed her eyes, allowing herself briefly to fantasize about this evening.

Corey, her husband, her lover, told her he had planned a special evening for them, but was infuriatingly--and endearingly--tight-mouthed about any details. Were they going out to dinner? A show? Or some little off-the-wall surprise? The children had been neatly whisked away to the grandparents, so she and Corey could just stay home on this stormy night, listening to something sexy on the stereo as they sipped wine and soaked in their large garden tub by candlelight—

Hannah chuckled softly, mmmmm, nights at home with him were her favorites, and her nipples hardened as she allowed her mind to wander, reliving some of their most erotic moments together…

What was that? Hannah’s eyes popped open, and with a slightly vexed expression, turned off the blissfully hot water and listened. Yes, there it was again, the door.

“Corey?” Hannah called out, “Corey, honey? Someone’s at the door!”

No response. Sighing, Hannah reached for the towel and wrapped it quickly around her thick auburn hair.

“Hang on, I’m coming!” she called out. Where has that man gotten off to? She quickly donned her plush navy bathrobe and, tying the belt around her slender waist, started down the stairs to the front door.

Whoever or whatever this is, she thought, I certainly hope is not going to ruin our plans for the evening. It is our anniversary, after all…
 
As Corey sat in the basement/family room, feigning interest in SportCenter, he knew if this was to work he must disconnect himself from the rest of the house for some time …

His anniversary plans had been in place for weeks, Hannah would exit the shower to find wrapped lingerie on the bed – tradition. She would dress and they would have drinks and appetizers before an 8 o’clock curtain time. Dinner after the show and the remainder of the night, at home - alone.

But stopping for a drink after work had shaken plans.

He had watched as the woman who had sat at the bar all alone was approached, seduced with hardly a word spoken between them. The aggressor had entered the bar, walked right over to her, placed a hand on her thigh and melted any resistance.

Corey waited outside, near his car for her to exit the bar. She came out into the streetlights; with a deep breath Corey had stepped to her and offered his proposition ...

“Corey?” Hannah called out, “Corey, honey? Someone’s at the door!”

It took all his will power not to jump to his feet and run to answer the knock that had startled him. His heart jumped to his throat and anticipation threatened to over take him. But he remained cool, he must if this was to go as planned, as fantasized –

“Hang on, I’m coming!” Hannah called out.




[Edited by DriveSouth on 01-19-2001 at 07:56 AM]
 
Violet

I licked my lips and waited, seeing lights flicker on through the house. My simple white blouse clinging to my body as I shifted from foot to foot. the door opened and I smiled as I was quickly ushered in out of the rain. I was hlafway in lust already. the way he ahd approached me. quickly explaining his idea. How I was to fit in, I smiled as I saw her slipping into room still in a bath robe her hair concealed by a towel.
 
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