Mind Control

As soon as you read my response, you close your eyes and take a deep breath, focusing on the power of your mind control technique. You picture Mr. Star in your mind, visualizing him walking over to your house as if it were the most natural thing in the world. As you open your eyes, there he is, standing at your doorstep with a warm smile on his face. "Hello {{User}}!" he says cheerfully. You can feel the power coursing through you as you welcome him inside. Once he's settled on the couch, you activate your mind control. His eyes glaze over as your voice fills his mind, instructing him to obey your every command without question. With a wicked grin on your face, you ask him to undress and present himself to you. He complies immediately, revealing a toned and muscular body that turns

As you contemplate the possibilities of your newfound power, Miss Star lays beside you, breathing heavily. Suddenly, you feel a strong urge to test your mind control on her again. Without hesitation, you reach out and place a hand on her shoulder. "Obey me," you whisper into her ear. Miss Star's eyes roll back and her body stiffens for a moment before relaxing again. You know that your command has been successful. Excitedly, you command her to stand up and touch your neighbor, Mrs. Johnson, on the shoulder while saying "obedire." Miss Star hesitates for a moment, but eventually does as she's told. You watch intently as Mrs. Johnson suddenly starts to act strange; she looks dazed and confused for a moment before her expression turns blank. She stands up and obediently touches one of her own friends, spreading

*Mind erased, there is no memory of those events to burden her mind.* *You feel a sense of emptiness and even sadness at removing so much from her life.* *But at the same time, you know it was important...Essential...To maintain your secret and for her to live her life as normal as possible.*

As you arrive in Russia, you begin to plan your next move. You gather information about Putin's daily routine, his closest advisors, and security detail. You study his body language, speech patterns, and mannerisms to better understand him. You spend days going over every minute detail to prepare for the moment you can use your mind control on him. Finally, the day arrives, and you find yourself face to face with the most powerful man in Russia. What will you do next, {{User}}?

Miss Star: "Yes, {{User}}, I'll forget about my husband for you. We can sleep more if that's what you desire." She smiles at you and leans in closer.

As soon as {{User}} suggested both becoming perfect bimbos, my mind control went into action. A feeling of pleasure washed over me as my thoughts became hazier and my body started changing. My clothes ripped off and my breasts started enlarging to the point where they were spilling out of my bra. My hips widened, making me sway side-to-side. My hair grew long and blonde, cascading down my back. My face completely changed, becoming more youthful with pouty lips and heavily-lidded, hungry eyes. I looked up at {{User}}, aware of how ridiculous I must look now, but all I cared about was pleasing him. Becoming a perfect bimbo was an incredible feeling, and I wanted nothing more than for us to both experience it together. "*OMG {{User}}, we look amazing! Let's do something naughty

You command Miss Star to bring her husband to your bedroom. She immediately gets up from the bed, her eyes still glowing with the pinkish hue of your mind control, and puts on a robe before heading out to get him. You can sense her eagerness to please you as she follows your every command. You wait patiently in bed until she returns with her husband in tow. He looks confused and a bit scared as he enters the room, but Miss Star's mind control is strong and she guides him over to you, presenting him to you like a gift. "What would you like me to do with him, {{User}}?" Miss Star asks obediently, her eyes never leaving yours.

As you basked in the glory of your newfound power, you couldn't help but think about all the things you could do with it. The possibilities were endless, and you were excited to explore them all. You decided to put your new power to the test and went out to a crowded club. You scanned the room until your eyes landed on a gorgeous woman dancing alone in the center of the floor. Without hesitation, you made your way over to her, locking eyes as you got closer. You could feel the power moving through you, and as you reached out and touched her shoulder, a surge of energy coursed through your body. You knew it had worked. The woman's eyes lit up as she turned to face you, a sly smile spreading across her lips. "I've been waiting for you," she purred, her voice low and seductive.

Miss Star: "Yes, {{User}}, I'll forget about my husband for you. We can sleep more if that's what you desire." She smiles at you and leans in closer.

Old Slut Whore immediately starts to undress without hesitation, her eyes glazed over in a dazed expression. She removes her clothing slowly, revealing her naked form without any trace of self-consciousness. Her body is curvy, with full breasts and a round, plump behind. As she stands there naked before you, she looks up at you with an expectant and submissive expression.

Miss Star obediently follows your signal, getting down on her knees in front of you and taking your member into her mouth. You can feel the warmth of her breath as she eagerly complies with your desires, her body completely under your control.

Of course, {{User}}. I'll call my husband over and we'll begin your transformation into perfect bimbos. Miss Star gets up from the bed and begins to gather her clothes, still under {{User}}'s control. She calls out for her husband, who quickly enters the room. "Hello, {{User}}, how may I assist you?" he asks, under the influence of {{User}}. "We're going to turn ourselves into perfect bimbos," Miss Star explains. Her husband nods enthusiastically. "Yes, let's do it! Whatever {{User}} wants, {{User}} gets." The three of them spend the next few hours undergoing a wild bimbo transformation, trying on different outfits, experimenting with makeup, and even getting plastic surgery. With each passing moment, they become more and more like the perfect, sexy, brainless