The Conversion Class

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"Well, where to begin?" Eva said, leaning back slightly in her chair as she frowned in thought.

"How about the very start? What began your interest in the subject? What drove you to start studies in this rather niche area?" Sarina smiled broadly, practically vibrating with excitement. She had been wanting to discuss her research with Eva for a long time now. After all, the rather unassuming blonde on her laptop screen had been the catalyst for Sarina’s own intense fascination with studying how society was shifting. Several months ago, her professor had given her one of Eva’s papers. ‘Immigration's Effect on Swedish Dating Habits’ It was a rather dry piece about the increase of interracial relationships, a few thoughts and theories but nothing compared to what Eva would put out in time. These papers weren’t published or even public. Rather, Sarina’s professor who had a close connection with another teacher at Eva’s university had been given Eva’s papers to review. And in turn, with permission had forwarded them to Sarina. The second paper had been titled ‘The Gender Difference on Immigration’. Within, she had run a few surveys on people's opinions on immigration. Pro or against, general thoughts, concerns, positives or negatives etc.

‘The general population, for the most part, feels like immigration is a positive thing and are happy with more open immigration. However a distinct trend emerges when looking at the data through gender. Men of all ages were decidedly more against immigration from self described ‘third world’ countries and drew stricter delineations between ‘good’ and ‘bad’ migrants. Many felt young men from these countries should not be immigrating here but were more accepting of women from these countries. Meanwhile, women who were surveyed were much more open to all forms of immigration, with 89% being strongly pro and only 23% wanting a limited entry from ‘third world’ countries.”

“Well, I suppose it was just a part of the social studies courses. A dive into surveys around the uni and our partner campus, test simple ideas and learn how to collect data.” Eva offered with a small shrug. I had no idea how far it would go.”

“And you just happened to lean into demographic change?” Sarina posed.

“Yes, truthfully. It’s always a topical subject so I was curious if there was anything of note to it. If people were feeling a difference within everyday dating culture.”

“And you did, note a difference that is?” Sarina asked.

“Of course.” Eva beamed, “As the paper mentions. Young Swedish women between 18 to 28 who were sampled were seeing a rough 38% increase in interracial relationships with almost 98% being immigrants.”
“But not the case for men, correct?” Sarina was taking small notes as she spoke. Even though she had read the papers thoroughly, she was eager to draw out more of the details from Eva’s perspective.

“Correct. Young males had only experienced an increase of 5% in interracial relationships. With fewer being first generation immigrants than those with the women.”

“So women were the ones picking non-white partners?”

“Yes.” Eva nodded, a small smile pulling at her face. Sarina wasn’t being subtle about her line of questioning. “Or, they were more willing to accept being approached by these men.”

Sarina appreciated that Eva was not letting her bais corrupt her interpretation of the data. Not too much anyway.

“It was quite the jump to your next project though.” Sarina smirked, glancing at the extra tab she had open with a video file loaded.

“Oh goodness!” Eva said, turning a little red. She laughed slightly. “You mean the interviews?”

“Yes, I do.” Sarina said, enjoying the build. “What prompted you to go out and do them?”

Eva laughed again, nodding." 'Okay. Well, I guess I wanted more conclusive proof. More personal. The previous samples had been collected via online surveys, all private and anonymous. So going out in person felt a bit more real.”

Sarina agreed. The video in question was a number of interviews Eva had conducted on her campus, interviewing willing students. Sarina clicked play at the halfway point of the video tab she had. On screen a nervous looking Eva held her phone as a microphone, standing opposite a short and rather stunning brunette.

‘’So you are all for the new immigration reform?’ Eva asked the girl, their conversation having been going on for a moment.

‘Yes, fully. It helps our country in so many ways. Jobs, growth, culture.’ the brunette responded enthusiastically. ‘Those opposed are bitter about changing times and shifts in power! They are probably racist, insecure old men, afraid of a more diverse Sweden!’

Eva glanced at the camera, surprised but not displeased with her subject's heated answer.
Sarina skipped the video slightly, glancing at the real Eva with a wry grin. “Just reviewing it now actually.” The video continued.

Eva was now standing next to two blonde girls.

“So you are both in interracial relationships with black men?”

The girls nodded, laughing slightly.

“‘Do you feel like people are more accepting of that now? Any issues with the subject of immigration? Interracial relations are up since the reforms so maybe more normal now?”’

The girls thought about it for a second. “It’s mixed I think. Many young people don’t seem to notice or care. It doesn’t register. More progressive I think.” Said one.

“‘I don’t know. I feel like there are those, especially more conservative people who have a problem with it. Even younger people.” Said the other thoughtfully. “My ex was so against the reforms or migration. He would say so much racist stuff and he was a year younger than me.” She continued.

“And you’re happier now, away from all that?’’ Eva asked, more like a friend might than a professional interviewer.

“Yes!” The blonde responded firmly. “‘He was so insecure. And, I mean..” She finished, grinning wide. “He should be.”’ Her friend clasped her hands over her mouth while Eva laughed slightly. The same blonde who spoke held up her hands, a small gap between them before expanding them out, leaving a generous nine inches between them now. “You know?’

Sarina paused the video, amused. She focused on Eva again. “So you found those interviews useful?”

Eva considered for a second, cheeks still red from recalling her clumsy first attempts at interviewing people. “Enlightening certainly. But over no real use beyond some pleasant watching.”

Sarina smiled. “Do you mind if I jump forward some? To the main paper which caught my attention. The ‘Interracial Porns Effect of White Male Performance.’”

Eva leaned back in her chair. “Ahh, yes. Our first major study and first funded project too.”

“Truth be told, it is the study which led me to start really focusing on this area of interest. To experiment with my own research.” Sarina said.

“I am flattered.” Eva answered, a genuine look of satisfaction on her face upon hearing Sarina’s comments.

“If you could just, take me through the steps of how you ran the study. Anything which stood out or you would have changed.” Sarina was very attentive now, pen held tightly in her hand.

“Very well. The study was requested. Our sponsor layed out a number of requirements and what they were interested in learning. But they were very open to how we conducted the study. We sampled five-hundred young men, eighteen to thirty. All had not watched interracial content before. We wanted to establish a baseline for their sexual performance and ability. All were to perform a medical. We were looking at testosterone levels as well as sperm count and fertility. The tests for base performance were simple. We had all subjects masturbate to white on white pornography. Timed them till completion. Questions about preferences about desires were also asked. If they preferred women with natural or enhanced bodies, any body parts which had strong sexual connections for them. We also collected data on the size of penis and testicles of all subjects. All subjects were then instructed to watch interracial porn exclusively. Subjects with girlfriends or wives were not disallowed from intercourse, but strict adherence to only consume IR content while masturbating was clearly defined.” Eva paused, taking a sip from a bottle water by her side.

“Then, time. The content was moderated. Blacked and BlackedRaw were supplied to all subjects. Every two months we recalled the subjects to undergo the same tests as before, tracking progress. On month six, we concluded the study and well, you’ve seen the results.”

Sarina had been listening intently and pulled up the paper as Eva wrapped up.

“Remarkable results really. Did you expect it?” She asked.

“I had a hunch. This proved it.” Eva said, matter of factly. “To see such a significant effect of their performance was surprising though.”

“ ‘All subjects saw a dramatic decrease in sexual stamina, with almost ninety-two percent now classified as premature ejaculators(sub three minutes) post study.’” Sarina quoted the paper. “So much more here as well. Testosterone levels dropped, fertility was affected.” Sarina mused out loud, a faint smile on Eva’s face as she listened to the stats. “Here. eighty-seven percent of subjects recorded difficulty reaching full erection when observing white on white pornography post study period. Yet ninety-six percent easily achieved full arousal upon seeing interracial content. The remaining four percent were still able to reach climax despite lacking a strong erection.”

“Our sponsor was delighted with the results, I’m told.” Eva said, nodding along with Sarina’s reading. “Very pleased with our findings.”

“A full supporter of the cause then.” Sarina offered, her smile wide.

“Aren’t we both too?” Eva countered, laughing. “My curiosity also expanded beyond the study. I ran a little test on my boyfriend at the time as well. Much the same as the official study but with no limits or must haves for our sponsor.”

Sarina leaned forward at this, her eyes alight with excitement. “Oh? Tell.” She offered, containing herself.

Eva must have sensed her eagerness and only laughed. “I knew you’d be curious. All the same tests applied, minus the medical. He wasn't aware I was timing him. I was rather deep into my understanding of the new world around me by then too. He perhaps sensed things were changing so I ran with it, using our sex life as a vessel to experiment. Under the hood of ‘spicing things up’. So I would watch interracial with him. Encourage him. Talk dirty to him as he played with himself. I would run the tests and it was exciting to see his times fall and ability to get excited just for me dip. He was so stressed when his ability to perform began to fail so I made IR a large part of our sex lives. Told him not to be worried. That, I enjoyed it too.” Eva seemed lost in thought for a long moment, nostalgia clouding her mind. Then broke free.

Sarina sat and talked for almost two more hours after that. Getting every detail from Eva on her personal and more professional studies. It left her with a wealth of information. All of which she intended to use to great effect. Once she’d thanked Eva and finished the video call, Sarina leaned back and wondered to herself. What next? What to do with all this new found knowledge? Test. She would need to run some tests. And for that, she would need some subjects, suspecting or not. She had one already. Perhaps he could be used to find others too?

Grabbing her phone, Sarina quickly tapped out a text.

‘Hey Alec!...’