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I really, really love my geek friends. My pal Walter could never guess what a major favor he did to me when we were in college dorms.

It was the first year. I was going for a bachelor in elementary teaching, you know, for becoming a teacher in an elementary school. Why? You may wonder. Cuz I like cubs? Hell, sure I do! But not in the kind, tender way a teacher was supposed to. I am sexually attracted to them. I'm a cub-lover.

So there we were, sharing a room, Walter and me. Walter was a chemistry major, top notch in his class. All straight-A's. He was also a very cute cheetah. The kind that looks much younger than he is, with that kind of sleek, feminine body that even straight people would drool about.

And he liked to... do experiments, like all scientists, I suppose. That was always good for a laugh, even though at times it could get pretty dangerous! More than once my bushy fox tail almost ended up burned down. Thank goodness it was just 'almost'!

So this all started one day that we were drinking. We were half-drunk already and he stood from his bed and moved to his table.

-"Now, check this out, Max. Thought Tequila was strong? You nahtta man if ya don't try this."

-"Whatta hell's that? Ah, c'mon, gimme, this is taking way too long and I wanna go down for the damned, 'sober' party and wreck some havoc!"

Walter chuckled as he carefully poured the clear liquid into a glass. Not much bigger than a tequila shot, "Wait and you'll see."

He handed it to me and I inspected and sniffed it, then blinked, "This? What's this, fuckin' water in a lil shot? You must be kiddin' me." But I gulped it up anyway.

I smacked my lips and tongue and shrugged, handing him back the glass, "Hmm, sweet... but doesn't taste like booze, wha.. uh.." I blinked and I remembered that I suddenly felt very sleepy, put my paw on my head, and then...

"Uuuuh...?" I looked around and furrowed my brows, lifting my paws to rub my eyes, then focused them and saw Walter there, grinning as he was sitting on his bed, in front of mine, "What the..? Walter, this is not cool, I was almost drunk and you gave me some shit to make me totally sober? What the fuck were you thinking??"

I perked my ears and didn't understand why the cheetah cracked up and began to laugh loudly. At times like this, I swear I wanted to just pounce and rape him, just for being so cute and rapeable. He had just ruined my night! I snorted and lifted from my bed, gritting my teeth, "And that shit also made me thirsty.." I went, of course, for the vodka bottle, to serve myself another drink, and when I passed by the mirror I blinked.

My fur was all spiked up. I was sure I was not like that before that drink, so I fixed it down a bit and then I continued checking myself. Feeling a bit of discomfort walking I realized that my pants were put the other way around. No wonder they felt so tight on my ass! And I was pretty sure that they were right before.

• "Alright, so what did I do, you bastard?" I asked him, blushing and splaying my ears in shame. I was sure he had given me something so strong that I must have done something stupid and very embarrasing involving no-pants, and then was so drunk that I couldn't put the back on well.

That question, of course, made the cat laugh madly again. I gritted my teeth again and threw a towel at him, "Quit that already, motherfucker, what the hell did you give to me? I can't remember shit!" Then I gasped as I saw the clock on the wall. 4 hours?? 4 hours passed since I drank that?? For me, it was like if I had just drunk it!

I went to sit on my bed again, taking a look at my environment while Walter was coming down from his laughing fit. My bed's sheets were very messed up, and there was this strange scent around in my nose... if I didn't know better I'd have sworn that I could smell cock, and not mine, and.. balls? feet? I blushed again and widened my eyes.... What.. the hell had just happened?

Walter sat up and wiped the happy tears off his eyes, and then grinned, "Really, Max? You swear you don't remember anything? You got no idea why your pants are like that?" I wasn't finding that funny anymore, and I must have looked scared because Walter's smile faded. I didn't know anybody in college to know that I was into guys too, because it was a 'too', not 'only', and if I had done something gay and stupid while drunk, it could be misinterpreted.

-"It's OK, Max, I'm your pal, I'm not gonna tell anybody about it. But hey.." He smiled and blushed a bit as he scritched his neck, "I must admit I was pretty surprised at some point, but... nothing bad."

-"Pretty surprised at wh..?" He cut me and went on.

-"Thing is.." then he lowered his voice to a whisper, leaning in, "I just gave you my latest experiment. You're the first non-morph I try it with, and it seems that it works." He grinned enigmatically, and I sighed, "Walt, what.. what did you create this time, the definitive knock-outer? Cuz it's not funny that you tried it in me, you know." I was feeling like a lab rat, so I hugged my knees to my chest and buried my nose behind it. What did this geeky weirdo do while I was 'out'?

-"Nononono, not knocked out. You never went to sleep, Max. You've been awake all the time, these... 4 hours or so. I guess I gave you a little too much." He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck again, "I suppose I have to dilute it even more.."

I rolled my eyes and looked up at him in anger, "So you hypnotized me? What the hell? That's even worse! So what? You convinced me to take off my pants and put them back on the other way around??"

Walter chuckled and shook his paws and his head, "No, no.. nothing like that." He rubbed his forehead for a moment and then continued, "Look, this is quite unbelievable to explain unless you see it with your own eyes... but listen: My formula can make a fur totally uninhibited and sincere, but without them quitting being themselves. I mean... it's not like if you became anybody else's slave, it's more like... if I asked you.. 'do you like the blue color?' You'd respond me with sincerity, and if I told you, for example, to walk on a burning floor barefoot, you'd prolly tell me no way, unless for some reason you wanted to do it, of course! Follow me?"

I nodded a little, and blushed more under my fur. Somebody like me, with so many dark and horrible secrets, would be like an open book! He gave me time to swallow all of this information, and to let my mind wander about what did I do, and after a moment I gave him a dirty look, "So... why on earth did I take off my pants and put them the other way around? I can't think of a good reason for doing that."

The cheetah giggled and shrugged, "I asked you to, and you agreed to do it. See, if everything was exactly the same when you came back to reality you wouldn't believe me so well. We talked for hours, Max, and played Trivial Pursuit, see?" He pointed at the half-showing box under his bed, then blushed a bit, once again rubbing his neck and looking away from my eyes, "4 hours are long, so I had to keep you entertained because you really wanted to go down to the party and... I couldn't let you do that in your state. I explained it to you and you agreed, and in the end, well... when I knew that the effect was passing I asked you to put them back on the other way around." He nodded with a smile, but I could sense that he was still quite embarrased.

Knowing my pal, I smirked, "And what else? Okay, tell me all the stupid and embarrasing things I did or said while I was so... 'uninhibited', Walter."

He braced himself, like he always does when he's deffensive or ashamed, "I, we... well... we.. had s.. sex."

I blinked and opened my eyes wide, "What???" He ducked his head and folded back his ears, nodding, "Yes! Yes, I'm sorry, Max, I.. I had no idea that could happen, I mean... you look so.. straight and tough, and... well I didn't make you do it! I told you this formula can't make anybody a slave of anybody else's.."

I frowned and gritted my teeth, "Bullshit! You gave me some shit to turn me into a fag! And what the hell? Don't tell me you're like that too.. err.. that you're one!"

Walter blushed and nodded meekily, "Yes, I... had never told anybody, I'm sorry, Max..." I was beginning to huff and look around in disbelief of what he had just done to me! And he continued, "Look, Max... why would I lie..? It'd had been easier to have not told you anything about what you did, or even about the formula itself.. I could have just... used it without you knowing, but you're my pal, we're dudes.. and I trust you, and well.." He furrowed his brows, "I'd feel like a horrible person if I took advantage of you like that, I want your 'conscious self' to know that.. we had a great time." He smiled a little and I gave him another dirty look, then 'casually' looked down at his pj's and... good grief, he was hard! I could see the lump.

I shook my head and put my paws before me, "Okay, okay, Walt, alright... let's imagine.. only imagine, huh? That I had sex with you while I was high."

• "You were not high, jus.."

• "Hush! Now you're going to respond to my questions, okay? You owe me." I looked piercingly into his eyes with a stern expression, so much that he just nodded meekly and hugged himself more tightly.

• "Okay, four hours, none less.. tell me exactly what happened from the moment I drank it to the moment I woke up for it. Exactly! Even if it takes four more hours for you to explain."

Walter gasped and blushed again, "Max, I'm not sure if.."

• "Do it!"

He looked around and then quickly lifted from the bed, turning around from me. He prolly just wanted me to not see the tent that I had already seen, and he headed over to his table. I watched him 'serving' himself a shot of the formula, but a smaller one than the one he gave to me, "I'm going to need this if you want me to be explicit."

I perked my ears and couldn't help but to grin, watching him, now boner-less, return to sit back on his bed with the glass on his paw, "You gonna be all uninhibited with me? You sure? I can be very mean, you know." He smiled and shook his head, "I owe you one, and I know you, and now more than I did, enough to trust you about this."

Those words touched me. I still wonder what did I tell him, which was what worried me the most. In our culture, being sexually attracted for little cubs is amongst the worst things somebody can do, even if it's not their fault. I knew Walter was quite open-minded, but I was pretty sure that if I had told him about that, he'd either be one of 'us' or he'd have never told me about the experiment. So maybe I never told him? Or I did and he's the same? But in any case, his words touched me. He was a real pal, a real friend.

He gulped it down and licked around his lips, leaving the glass on the table and bracing himself back. Then I saw him shivering, and I blinked, "Walter? You OK?"

He hmmmed and looked around the room, then grinned at me and giggled, "Oh, Max! There you are.. Wow, I feel funny..." He stretched out his paws and then leaned back on them, looking around the room again, "And I feel warm, and... the colors are more intense, this is interesting... I didn't know what the exact effects were. Hey Max!" He exclaimed, suddenly getting up from the bed and going to the closet, "We can't leave this chance pass! I gotta record everything because when the effect passes I won't remember anything and I'm sorry, I love you very much but you're a brick-head and your testimony wouldn't serve right for my documentation!"

I blinked and perked my ears before I frowned, "A brick-head? You think I'm stupid??"

He got back from the closet bringing his videocamera and tripod, beginning to install it as he giggled, "No, Max, sorry if I was too blunt, you know... it's because of the formula. If I really meant it, you wouldn't be my friend and I wouldn't trust you! But let's face it, you're not nearly as smart as me. I can't really trust your brain as much as mine!"

I was beginning to get quite annoyed. That geeky, nerd cat, insulting me? Even if it was in a nice way, but he called me stupid! But I tried to calm down. I still didn't know if he was just pretending or not. He could just be. I still didn't know anything of what I did. My thoughts were interrupted as I saw Walter standing in front of me, but facing the camera, and I sighed and laid back on the bed as he began to explain to the camera everything he was feeling and whatnot. Boring, geeky stuff. After a good 5 or 10 minutes of speech, he took a breath and grinned, turned to me and flopped his skinny ass down on his bed's edge, "So..."

I looked over at him and smirked, "Yeah, so... So how're you feeling, Walt? Uninhibited enough to tell me what I did and said? Wait! First.." I smirked, sitting up and crossing my legs, facing him from across the little space between our beds, "Why don't you take off your PJ's, huh? Didn't you say you were feeling too warm?"

He giggled and took off the top part in just a second, "Yeah, it's warm, but hey! I know where you getting at, Max. I'm not your slave, remember? So I'm not gonna get naked and dance if that's what you were thinking!"

I couldn't help but to chuckle, "Ah, you got me, spotty-head."

-"And be careful with what you ask me yourself, okay? Remember I'm totally helpless now and can't tell a lie, so please, be good, ok?"

I nodded again with a grin, winking at him, "Okay, Walt, I won't ask you anything too embarrasing, unless you asked me something like that! Which I will know in a moment. Start, please."

He nodded with a smile, and finally, he started the story.

• "The first thing you did was complaining that the shot hadn't done anything to you, so you wanted more booze, and you got up and went for it, but I stood and stopped you as well and told you about the formula. I didn't know what the effects could be if you drank more alcohol after it. Of course, at first you thought it was all bullshit, so I had to prove it to you, and the only way I could was asking you about something that you wouldn't normally tell me straight away, at least without questioning it."

I blinked and furrowed my brows, "And the question was?"

He grinned, "Oh, I had it prepared, I didn't want to improvise cuz I knew I'd tell you about it later." He giggled a little and continued, "This is the question: have you ever sniffed your own dirty socks after taking them off?"

I blinked and blushed, frowning, "Wha... what kind of stupid question is that? Are you out of your mind??"

He let out a laughter, holding his slim belly, and nodded, "See? See?? That's what you'd normally respond, right? With another question. Wanna know what you said?" I gave him a dirty look, guessing the answer, but he continued, "All the time!" He laughed again and stayed like that for a minute while I cursed him and his whole family tree in my mind. It didn't make me feel very happy that my room mate knew about that disgusting habit of mine, but by the time he recovered, I was not so upset anymore. He was right, he could have asked something lots worse.

So I returned the ball with a sly smile, "And what about you, Walt? Have you ever sniffed your own dirty, filthy, smelly big cat socks after taking them off??" Surprisingly enough, knowing my buddy as good as I did, he didn't blush, but he didn't nod either. Shaking his head, he grinned broadly, "Nuh-huh, I don't like those strong scents."

I rolled my eyes and it was my turn to blush, "Phuh, you're so lame, Walter. Okay, there must be /something/ that people don't see as such a big deal but that you must be very embarrased to admit, isn't it?? Or you're so perfect??"

He blinked and quit laughing, but again, surprisingly enough, he didn't blush, "Well, yeah, of course. I'm not perfect."

• "Gimme one example." I told him, with the eviliest of grins.

He hmmed a little and then shrugged, "When I pick on my nose sometimes I leave the snot under your chair."

I gasped and perked my ears, "What?? Gross!" I jumped off my bed and quickly went to flip my chair. It was true. There was plenty of dried evidence there. Of course, some could be mine, too, but I knew Walter and I knew that he wouldn't say something like that so directly, so I began to belive him. I came back to the bed with a smirk, "When you see the recording later you're going to die of shame, you know, and you won't be able to do that anymore."

He giggled and shrugged, watching me all the time as I moved and until I returned to my bed, "Yeah, but it's only fair."

That reply made me smirk. That's not the Walt I knew. I liked to make him blush sometimes and this one wasn't ashamed of anything, which made me feel a bit uneasy, "Alright, so... what happened next?"

• "Well, you couldn't understand why I laughed so hard at the reply. In your state, saying the truth was just normal, you see. So that didn't work very well as a proof, so I told you that you needed to trust me, I asked you to please do it for me, and since you're such a good guy, well, that was not hard to get."

Okay, I smiled at that, "So you think I'm a good guy?"

He nodded lots, "One of the best I've ever met."

I grinned, "And cute?"

He grinned as well, "Very cute."

I couldn't help but to laugh, and shook my paws, "Wooh, woh! Okay, okay, so much sincerity is overwhelming... go on with the story, please."

He took a deep breath and smiled, leaning his paws back on the bed, "So I suggested you to just play some Trivial, and we did. Since I always liked you and I'm gay I wanted to know how would you feel about that, so I began with little questions about it, while we were playing. You told me that you wouldn't mind it if I was gay, but that would prolly act like if he did cuz you're afraid that others will label you if they knew you're bi. Then I got a bit friskier and asked you if you'd lie with someone like me, and you said of course, that you thought I was very cute and that you'd lick me all over if I allowed you to, that I looked younger than I was and that you liked that, and that you thought I had the kind of feminine shaped body that would even make straight furs drool over it."

• "Okay, time break!" I raised a paw, panting a bit. It was true, like if he was just reading it straight off my mind! I was quite worried, but also, quite hard in my pants. Had I really fucked my best pal and room mate? "This is all... quite difficult for me to swallow together, so.." I sighed, looking around, "I think I'm going to make myself a drink.." When I shifted my body slightly, he grinned, "You're hard!" I blinked and looked back at him. He was staring at the bulge on my pj pants, and... licked his lips! "You know, I had seen you naked plenty of times, but never hard! And I guessed you did, but I wasn't sure if you had a knot or not, and.. ooooh..." he squirmed on his position before placing a paw on his own bulge! and he was purring, too! "It felt so good when you tied me with it. It hurt too, but after a moment... Mmmmrrrrrr! See how hard it makes me to recall it??" And he tugged down on his waistband, letting his humanoid, uncut dick spring out.

I was quite shocked at his words, the sight and the fact that I had just learned that I had fucked him and tied with him. I really couldn't recall the moment, but I had thought of something like that so many times! And there he was: my 'innocent', geeky roommate showing me how hard his cock is just thinking about the moment when I fucked him silly!

• "You like my cock, don't you, Max? That's why I'm showing it to you, cuz I know you like it... wanna come and sniff it? Or... you prefer sniffing my balls? Or my feet? Hmmff... Max... I couldn't imagine you'd be so horny and passionate!" and he began to masturbate in front of me while I was still staring at his cock shockedly.

• "W... wait, Walter, wait, uh... did I do all of that? S... sniff you? And.. telling you I liked that and..?"

He stood from his bed and let his PJ pants fall to his ankles, then lifted a beautiful, broad cheetah footpaw and placed it next to my leg on my own bed, leaving his groin at level with my head and his cock 'looking' at me just a few inches from my muzzle as I kept staring, and he purred, "You're a dirty lover, very kinky, but you're kind as well. I find it odd that you like scents so much, but it must be 'cause you're a canid, or almost one." He put a paw on my head and peeled his foreskin back, "You got very horny... just as I am now.. when I told you that I would love that you licked me all over, and you said foreskinned cocks were your favorite because they get very smelly sometimes. You also said that I was too clean and that you wished I didn't shower in a week..." He then shifted his hips, making his now bald, sleek glans rub all over my nose and whiskers, making me shiver, "Say it, Max... tell me how much you love my cock's looks and scent... I love to hear it, don't be shy.."

I couldn't help but to blush. I could just imagine myself being all sincere, uninhibited and slutty telling my friend everything I liked of him. The list was long, so I suppose he must have been very flattered if he felt the same for me! So even if I was feeling quite embarrased, and slightly (or very) humiliated, I mrrred, "Walt, it's true... from the first day I saw you naked I wanted to..." then I gasped and blinked, moving away, "I'm gonna stop the fucking camera!" Jumping off my bed and leaving him there, I went to the camera and made sure it was on pause before I returned. In that little time he had laid back on the bed and had placed his heels against his spread buttcheeks, holding them apart with his paws and looking at me with a lustful gaze.

I couldn't believe that. I was panting. If I didn't know that he had drunk his formula on his own accord I'd feel like if I had drugged him to turn him into a slut and rape him! The sight was just so perfect... Then I knew why, "You like seeing me like this, right? So you can have my asshole, footpads, balls and cock all together in the same pack..." He giggled a little and I swallowed, pulling down on my own pants and letting out my stiff, partially out dick out, "You know me well, kitten." I got on my knees on the bed, and let myself go with the flow from that moment. The yellow spotty bastard had taken a shower after our first fuck, it seems, as I sniffed him on his most musky spots and couldn't find much of my favorite scents there. He giggled while I was doing it, "Kitten... I like it when you call me that, makes me feel pretty... and also like if you wanted to take care of me."

I smirked at his rant, "Of course.." And phewed to myself in relief. I don't think I had told him that I actually found him just as cute as a kitten, only oversized, cuz what I really like is kittens, puppies, cubs in general, very young ones. Finding not many scents to enjoy on, I began to lick over his pucker with my wet, soft tongue, feeling my cock emerging more and the knot beginning to make its way through my tight sheath's opening.

Walter moaned at my licking. He squirmed and put his beautiful footpaws against my head, scritching my headfur with his blunt toeclaws. I could taste my own sperm in his rectum when I pushed my tongue all the way in. He had washed, but not so deeply, so after I pulled back, I told him so with a smirk, and he smiled, "I wanted your sperm in me for as long as possible..." That made me chuckle and lick my muzzle, beginning to turn him around, "I'm gonna give you more, kitten. I'm gonna fuck you so hard that your spots will fall off your pelt, you'll see."

He was a real slut, you see. Like a female cat in estrus. He lifted his rump and made him mate him in a feral way. He liked to be dominated and possessed, he loved to feel pretty and desiderable for the male he liked.

We spent half an hour fucking in different positions before we ended up with him on his back and me over him. His knees were by his head, and I leaned in to kiss him pasionately as I buried my thick, hard knot into his very inflamed and tight kitty pucker. I muffled his moans of pain in my own muzzle, licking at his tongue, tasting his sweet drool. I didn't let go until I was firmly tied in him and he had calmed down, and we were panting heavily when I pulled back.

-"I.. I can feel you pulsing... I... I love it, Max..." he purred, wriggling like a total whore.

I smiled, panting through my nose, "Been... been cumming in you for a while now.." Now, the sensation of a semi-feral fox like me when he's cumming and tied is quite undescribable. It's like... you ejaculate hard for some seconds, but for what my humanoid friends told me, they usually 'come down' after that. We don't. We stay in a peak of pleasure, in a total orgasmic heaven for 15 minutes, squirting sperm every now and then. So I was still more than enough horny to give my mate his fair share. I settled back on my knees, pulling him along a bit, and began to fondle his cute uncut member, masturbating him ever so teasingly as I looked into his eyes with a smile.

After a moment, he began to squirm and moan, "Ma... Max... my prostate is too swollen, your knot's pressure is too big... can't cum like this, please... don't do that.."

That made me blink and grin, "Ah, no? You're gonna cum even if it takes me the whole night!" And I began to jerk him faster. He was right, I was being quite cruel jerking him off like that when he wasn't able to cum, but then again, he won't remember it and this was not recorded! So I could push off his limits. He was moaning pitifully at some point, but I went on. In the meanwhile, I was having a ball continuing to ejaculate into him while I was seeing him having so much pain and pleasure together, and then I began to pull back on my cock slowly, making my still mostly hard knot open up his anus impossibly, and once it popped out, he opened his eyes and a rush of warmth invaded his body. He moaned loudly, and his cum began to fly everywhere, all against the walls. I could feel his contractions on my cock, and they felt so delicious! I gave him his half-minute of glory and then pulled out of him completely, lying down next to him and giving us some minutes to recover.

When I felt him breathing more normally, I smiled, stroking one of his cute tearmarks, "So... what happened after we did it, Walt?"

He smiled and purred, "We cuddled for half an hour.. then I convinced you to go take a shower because I didn't want you to freak out at our scent when you came back from that state.." I chuckled and nodded, "And then..?" He smiled, "Then we resumed our Trivial game.. until we finished, and then I asked you to wait until the effects dissapeared.. I didn't want to ask you anything else, I knew everything I wanted to know already..." and he rolled over and kissed me again. That worried me a bit, because he was my best friend and room mate, but I didn't want him or anybody else as a boyfriend, but I kissed him back, and when I pulled back, I had to ask, "Walter, do... do you love me? I mean... as in being in love, as... a couple?"

And... he bursted out laughing, shaking his head. Okay, I felt a bit offended, "No way!" he chimed with a big grin, "You're my best friend and my pal, and my roomie. We can't be a couple, c'mon!" then continued giggling, but I sighed in relief and smiled, nodding, even with a very slight remorse, "Yeah, you're right... I'm glad.." And then he rolled off the bed and went for the camera, hitting the pause again so it'd resume recording, "Well, how long did it pass?" He checked the clock, "Almost two hours, the effects should pass at any minute!"

I felt frisky. I guess that a good friend would have told him to dress back up and have dressed up himself, knowing that he'd prolly flip out when he came back from his trance only to find himself naked, but I was a bad foxie, so I patted my bed, "Okay, Walt. Come sit with me, please? Wanna cuddle with you for a bit longer." And... he complied. Of course, the 'horniness' an 'unhinibition' was still in him.

After around 10 minutes or so, still holding him against my chest, he shivered quite violently, and for a moment I thought something was going wrong, but then he gasped and lifted his eyes to his eyes, rubbing them, "Walter..?" I quietly asked, and he frowned, "Uh..?" and quickly pulled back from me, giggling embarrasedly, "Max, what the hell are you..?" and seeing me and himself naked, he acked! and quickly jumped over to his bed, throwing his pillow over at me, "Pervert!! What did you do to me, you're such an indecent fox!!" and quickly covered up with his bed's sheets.

I laughed and after he calmed down from the crazy reaction, he understood that was all his formula's fault. He grinned and blinked when he saw the camera, and looked at me, "Did I record everything??" and I smirked with a shrug, "Mostly everything.."

He was quite happy, and I was quite happy too. From that day, we became fuckbuddies, on top of best friends, pals and roomies, but never became a 'couple'. His formula was a success. We never tried it again with ourselves, but would always make some of his classmates or mine to have it to see if we could have our way with them. Some turned out to be very straight, and we almost got punched a couple of times, but for the most part, we could taste and enjoy some of the finest asses and bodies in the campus.

The next course I registered for pre-school education. That formula had given me the most wicked ideas, so I could some day fulfill my darkest fantasies. Since Walter thought I was a brick-head, he was never too careful with his notes, so one day I found the 'recipe' for his formula. Took me years to learn how to prepare it myself, and many unknowing 'poor labrats' to have many side effects before I got an expert on it.

After three years, I graduated. Now it was just a matter of finding a good place to work.