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             “Cynical trials start today. Sign up and earn rewards.” Carol arches an eyebrow as she stares down at the parchment. “Worried about the sign-in fee? It’s completely free. You will even get paid if you help us with our trial and perform what we aim to achieve. So why not come down? We are on 9th Street by the little pizza joint. You can’t miss us.”

             Carol took a deep breath. “I. . . what?” She paced back and forth. “Hmm, I don’t know if I should do this. It isn’t every day that you find such a bargain. Though it could just be a scam, what if it’s not.” She sighed. “Though I am a tad worried they are not saying what kind of trials they are doing on the pamphlet. Ugh, but what if I could make a scientific breakthrough and be paid for it?”

             Carol took a deep breath. “Besides, 9th Street is just a block away. I could go down there, do a bit of testing, and go meet up with Markus for the Church plans later and still have time to see my darling, Marvin.” She cracked her knuckles. “I will do it. For science. For money!” She made her way down the sidewalk, her fist in the air. “I am going to change the world!” She gulped as people were staring at her like she was crazy. “I mean, I am just going to. . . umm. . . never mind.”

             The jaunt to 9th Street took no time at all. Adrenaline pumped through Carol’s veins as she wondered just what kind of rewards she could earn and how much money would be hers. “Hmm, the pamphlet said the place would be next to a little pizza joint.” She scratched her head. But there is nothing but pizza joints here.”

             Carol’s eyes fell upon a small yellow arrow pointing around the corner of a brick building. Deciding to follow it, she made her way around and found herself standing in front of her destination. A young man in a checkered suit reached out a hand to her. “Hello. I assume you found our flyer?”

             She nodded her head. “Yes. But before I come any closer, I want to know what this is all about. Your little advertisement didn’t tell me much.” She arched an eyebrow. “This isn’t a scam, is it?”

             The middle-aged man laughed as he scratched at his grey beard. “A scam? What? Of course not. What would make you think this is a scam? We are testing a new product of ours that has some very intriguing possibilities,” he shrugged. It’s just a tad unique in how it works, is all. But we weren’t lying. We will make it more than worth your while for helping us.”

             “How unique?”

             “Well, for starters, it is a feminine-only product. And we can’t very well test this on ourselves. I mean, if something goes wrong, we can’t very well test it that way, can we?”

             “I. . . guess that makes sense.”

             The man smiled. “So, are you going to come inside? We can get the paperwork settled.” He turned around. Besides, it is a tad chilly out, so you shouldn’t stand out in the cold all day.”

             Carol put her hands on her hips. “Cold? Hah. You call this cold? Why, if I wanted to, I could just toss this t-shirt off and spend the rest of the day. . .”

             The man chuckled. “I get it. You are fine. I am sure that will help later. Still, come inside. We are doing the test in here after all.”

             Carol put her hands into her pockets. “Help me later? I umm. . . what do you mean?” She followed him into a small room with white walls. They walked up to the only table in the room.

             “You will find out when we get to the actual testing.” He slid a paper towards her. “Here, sign this document. This is so you understand the testing can have some. . . unusual effects that we can’t be held accountable for.” Carol signed the paper. “And if you put down your billing address here, we can send money to you after you help us.”

             “Are you sure this isn’t a scam?”

             He laughed. “Trust me. If things work out, you can make sure we are telling the truth.” He winked at her. “Now that is out the way, come with me to the next room.” Carol walked into the next room, which was almost three times the size of the previous room.

             “Whoh.” Carol spun around. “This place is huge. What is the purpose of this place?”

             “You will see.” The man waved her over to a small table in the center of the room. “Are you ready to start the test?”

             Carol nodded her head. “Of course.”

             “Then please sit down in the chair.” He smiled as Carol did so. “It’s really simple. You try this small pill, and we’ll see what happens.” He sets the small red pill on the table along with a glass of water. “Just see what happens and report it to us. Simple as that.”

             Carol smiles. “Really? That sounds really easy. What should I look out for? You know, so I can win the good prizes and money.” She rubs her hands together. “I really want a good payday after all.”

             He puts his hand on Carol’s shoulder. “Just take the test for us. We will discuss that after.” As he turns around, he gives Carol one last glance. “And don’t drink it until I am out of the room. In case you have. . . explosive side effects.” He laughs as he walks away.

             She arches an eyebrow. “Explosive side effects? What in the world does that mean?” But the man was already out the door. “Umm. . .” Carol glances down at the glass of water and the pill next to it. “Hmm.” She tosses the pill onto her tongue. Well, here goes nothing.”

             With a quick gulp of water, Carol swallows the strange pill. She immediately coughs, her body tensing up as the medication sends strange sensations through her body. “Ugh.  What the hell?” She rubs her head as she starts to feel flushed. “I. . . I didn’t expect it to work that fast.” Carol drinks the rest of the water, trying to cool herself off. “Phew.”

             The water doesn’t help as she resorts to waving her hand against her face. “If their goal was to make me feel so fucking hot, they succeeded.” She moans as she stands up. “So, fucking hot and tense.” Carol closes her eyes. “God, it feels like my body is cramping up.” She presses down hard on her ass. “Not just that, but. . . my ass feels?” She takes a deep breath as she struggles to find the words. “It feels kind of. . . good?” Her hand glides up and down her butt. “That is strange? My skin feels so very. . . sensitive. Good and. . .” A moan escaped her lips. “Ohh god.  Fuck.”