"I'm actually Rick, and this is actually Jim," Rick said, smiling at the bewildered Sharon.
Sharon's jaw dropped. "Wha, Jim, why are you a girl?!"
Jim, unable to answer to his given name thanks to Rick's earlier commands, just turned to look at Rick helplessly.
Rick looked at the scene in amusement. Sharon obviously believed what he had said was true, but was both amazed and bewildered as to why her boyfriend happened to be a stunningly sexy girl at the momemnt. Said girl was staring at him powerless to respond, as Sharon had addressed her query to 'Jim' and not to 'Babe'. Rick's idle grin quickly morphed into a slightly sinister smirk as he thought of a way to really have some fun with the feminine Jim.
"Sorry Sharon," he said with a smile, "while Jim is a girl she can only answer to the name I gave her."
"So I have to call my boyfriend Babe so he can talk to me?!" Sharon nearly screamed.
"Sharon, calm down. Yes, in order to talk to that girl sitting on your bed you have to call her Babe." Out of the corner of his eye he watched as Jim's female form winced, and he fought to hold back his laughter. He was thoroughly enjoying reinforcing Jim's current position at every opportunity.
Sharon, visibly calmer, spoke again. "Okay Babe, why are you a girl?"
Jim, who had been becoming more and more aroused as Rick continued to enforce his hold on her, still couldn't answer. As she realized the depths of Rick's control over her mind and body, another wave of arousal ran through her body, from her sopping genitals, to her diamond hard nipples and beyond. She was so lost in the sensation she never noticed the sexy moan that escaped her lips.
While Jim was lost in the sensations of her submission, Rick answered for her, employing the mystical powers of the Magic Box.
"It's simple Sharon. I turned Jim into that gorgeous creature on your bed with this box, before I knew exactly what it was capable of. When I found out, Jim and I experimented a little with her new form, and Jimmy here discovered that she liked to have someone else control her. So I obliged. She has four rules that govern her right now. She can't tell anyone who she really is, or about the Magic Box itself. She must do whatever I tell her. She can't use the Box, or even touch it unless I tell her, and finally, she can't leave the effective range of the Box, which is 15 meters."
Sharon simply stared slackjawed at the beauty on her bed. She believed without question the story Rick had just weaved, as the power of the Box compelled her to. She simply didn't know how to respond to the fact that the sexy girl panting and writhing in arousal on her bed was really her slightly dorky significant other.
Rick smiled and wrapped up his little plan to further enslave the ultra sexy Babe. Jim had, after all asked for it. If she liked being a sex toy, who was he to argue?
"Sharon, listen to me. You like Jim as a girl, don't you? You find the fact that the big breasted slut in heat on your bed used to be your boyfriend. She wants to be controlled Sharon, and you want to help me control her."
Sharon just nodded as he completed each sentence, not noticing the tingle that came with each, the tingle that signified the power of the Magic Box had been used. Not that it would have happened if she had. She had watched the sexy Babe as Rick spoke to her, noting the female Jim's increased arousal as Rick spoke. It was as if it was hard wired to Sharon's own libido, because she too began to heat up as ways of using the sexy toy before her sprang to mind. It was after all what Jim, no Babe, wanted.
Sat Oct 01 20:38:32 2005