ImpPerfect: And 5, waking up now, feeling relaxed, refreshed, and ready to talk about whatever’s on your mind.

Wendy stretched and blinked, coming back to herself. The ticking of the metronome audio she often played during inductions still sounded through her earbuds. She was lying on her bed, the laptop she was getting these messages on placed carefully to one side of her so she didn’t risk damaging it when she dropped into trance for her online Mistress. She was still wearing her daytime clothing, a white t-shirt and blue skirt with purple thigh-highs, but she’d let her strawberry-blonde hair down, allowing it to spill to her shoulders. Sitting herself more firmly upright, she hastily typed a reply.

WendyBird: Hi :)

ImpPerfect: Hi yourself. How are you feeling?

WendyBird: Good

WendyBird: Happy

WendyBird: Lil spacey still

ImpPerfect: That’s all good.

ImpPerfect: As long as you’re comfortable?

WendyBird: Absolutely!

ImpPerfect: Great!

ImpPerfect: You said you had a specific direction you wanted to take things this evening?

WendyBird: Eep!

WendyBird: Okay

WendyBird: So

WendyBird: I’ve kinda got a massive crush on my roommate

WendyBird: And I want help with asking her out

WendyBird: Just, like

WendyBird: Getting up my confidence/courage

WendyBird: If that’s alright with you

ImpPerfect: Of course it is, darling! I’m always happy to help a sub find true love ;)

ImpPerfect: And I’ve helped people with self-confidence before, so I should know what I’m doing.

ImpPerfect: I have a couple of questions for you before I get started, though.

WendyBird: Go ahead!

ImpPerfect: Marvellous.

ImpPerfect: So, first question - and this is the big one - why aren’t you feeling confident?

WendyBird: I guess

WendyBird: It’s a big scary step

WendyBird: I don’t wanna ruin our friendship

WendyBird: I’m worried about her rejecting me

WendyBird: About how I’d react if she did

ImpPerfect: When you say “rejecting”, do you just mean turning you down?

ImpPerfect: Or do you mean in a homophobic way?

WendyBird: Just turning me down

WendyBird: She’s hella gay

ImpPerfect: Good.

ImpPerfect: Because if you thought there was a chance she’d react badly in that way, I’d have advised you to reconsider.

ImpPerfect: Is there any reason you’re worried she might turn you down?

ImpPerfect: Or is it just general nerves making you worry about that?

WendyBird: I dunno

WendyBird: It feels like she’s out of my league?

WendyBird: Like, she’s so awesome, and

WendyBird: I worry I’m nothing next to her

ImpPerfect: Sounds like general nerves to me, then.

ImpPerfect: We can work on that.

ImpPerfect: I’m sure you’d be in anyone’s league, anyway.

WendyBird: cfsSGH

WendyBird: You can’t just say things like that

ImpPerfect: Yes I can.

ImpPerfect: Who’s in charge here?

WendyBird: Mistress Imp is in charge here.

ImpPerfect: Who knows best?

WendyBird: Mistress Imp always knows best.

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: Next question, then.

ImpPerfect: When are you planning to ask her out?

WendyBird: As soon as possibl ehonestly

WendyBird: Ive waited too long as is

ImpPerfect: So, during the session, then?

WendyBird: If thats alright with you

WendyBird: I dont want you just waiting around doing nothing

WendyBird: *Don’t

ImpPerfect: That’s the only typo you noticed? ;p

WendyBird: OMG

WendyBird: Dropped harder than I thought there

ImpPerfect: But yes, that’s perfectly alright with me.

ImpPerfect: As I said, anything for true love.

ImpPerfect: Even if it involves sitting at a computer doing nothing while someone makes a confession in the middle of the night.

ImpPerfect: That’s all from me; any questions on your end?

WendyBird: Nope, all good!

ImpPerfect: You ready to begin, then?

WendyBird: Absolutely!

ImpPerfect: Off to Neverland, Wendy.

WendyBird: Thanks agaihdfk

Wendy slumped back over mid-sentence, her eyes falling closed, only lazily drifting back open when she heard the ping of a new message in their chat.

ImpPerfect: You’re so cute when you do that.

ImpPerfect: Such a good girl for me.

ImpPerfect: Sinking into trance so effortlessly at my word.

ImpPerfect: Letting your mind be washed away by me.

ImpPerfect: Shaped,

ImpPerfect: and remoulded,

ImpPerfect: and rewired at my word.

ImpPerfect: Who owns your mind?

WendyBird: yuo do Msitress

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: I own your mind, so I can do anything I want with it.

ImpPerfect: Isn’t that right?

WendyBird: Ye sMistres

ImpPerfect: Yes, it is.

ImpPerfect: And what you can feel now,

ImpPerfect: Now that you’ve handed your mind over to me,

ImpPerfect: Is that I’m just dragging my hands through your mind.

ImpPerfect: Massaging it,

ImpPerfect: poking and prodding at it,

ImpPerfect: taking things out of it,

ImpPerfect: and adding things in.

ImpPerfect: You want me to do that, don’t you?

WendyBird: mm

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: So what you find I’m doing right now

ImpPerfect: Is that I’m gathering up all your worries

ImpPerfect: All your doubts

ImpPerfect: All your fears

ImpPerfect: Any concerns you have about confessing to your roommate.

ImpPerfect: Tell me when you can feel them all gathered in my hand.

WendyBird: Yuve gotthem, Misstres

ImpPerfect: Very good.

ImpPerfect: And what I’m doing with these worries now, is that I’m pulling them

ImpPerfect: Out

ImpPerfect: Out

ImpPerfect: Out of your mind.

ImpPerfect: And when thoughts and feelings don’t have a mind to be in any more, they just vanish.

ImpPerfect: You can feel them vanishing

ImpPerfect: Disappearing

ImpPerfect: Fading away

ImpPerfect: Isn’t that right?

WendyBird: Yes Mustresss

ImpPerfect: And now there’s just an empty space where those worries were.

ImpPerfect: And you can feel me filling that empty space now.

ImpPerfect: Taking your confidence

ImpPerfect: And your self-belief

ImpPerfect: And maybe, your desire ;)

ImpPerfect: And I’m stretching those out

ImpPerfect: Making them grow and expand

ImpPerfect: And making them fill your head.

ImpPerfect: Making sure you know and remember that you are desirable

ImpPerfect: You are cute

ImpPerfect: You are an awesome person

ImpPerfect: And that you really wanna shoot your shot with your roommate ;)

ImpPerfect: Can you feel that?

WendyBird: Ys Msistress

ImpPerfect: Tell me what you’re thinking right now.

WendyBird: Im desirabl

WendyBird: Ims exy

WendyBird: I really wanttoo askm yroomie otu

WendyBird: Ican do this

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: Now, it’s possible that you’ll feel some of those worries coming back.

ImpPerfect: That’s normal, and it’s okay.

ImpPerfect: As good as I am, I can’t necessarily keep them away forever.

ImpPerfect: Or maybe you’ll find that I can.

ImpPerfect: But if they do return,

ImpPerfect: You’ll be able to dismiss them.

ImpPerfect: Because you’re so filled with confidence right now

ImpPerfect: That you know those worries are silly and unjustified.

ImpPerfect: So if a worry does pop up,

ImpPerfect: You’ll be able to acknowledge that it’s there,

ImpPerfect: And then push it right back out of your mind again.

ImpPerfect: And what happens to worries that aren’t in your mind?

WendyBird: Vanish

ImpPerfect: That’s right; they just vanish away.

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: You ready?

WendyBird: Ye esMisrtess

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: Waking up on the count of 5.

ImpPerfect: 1

ImpPerfect: 2

ImpPerfect: 3

ImpPerfect: 4

ImpPerfect: 5

ImpPerfect: Wide awake for me, sweetie.

Wendy stretched again, shaking her head as she felt the rush of new-found confidence suffuse her.

WendyBird: Wow

ImpPerfect: Good wow, I hope?

WendyBird: Absolutely!
WendyBird: I can totally do this

WendyBird: Thanks so much, Imp! <3

ImpPerfect: You’re welcome!

ImpPerfect: Don’t let me stop you; get out there and do your thing!

WendyBird: Sure!

WendyBird: sys

Wendy closed her computer, making sure it was locked, and hurried out of her room. Fiona’s door was closed. Wendy frowned. This might be nothing, but it could mean she was unavailable right now. Still, she didn’t let this stop her - nothing could stop her right now - and so knocked on the door.

“Fiona? Can I come in? There’s something I wanna tell you.”

Fiona’s voice, sounding apologetic, came through the door. “Sorry, Wendy, I’m working right now. Can it wait?”

Wendy sighed, disappointed, but not put off. “Yeah, that’s fine; it’s not urgent.”

“Once I’m done, I’ll come over immediately and you can tell me, okay? I just can’t interrupt myself right now.”

“Sure. Sorry for disturbing you…”

“No, you’re all good! Talk soon, yeah?”

“Yep.” Wendy beat a hasty retreat to her room.

WendyBird: She can’t chat right now unfortunately

WendyBird: Busy with her side hustle

WendyBird: But she said she’d talk as soon as she could!

Imp took an uncharacteristically long time to reply. Wendy was just about to ask if she was alright when the next message came through.

ImpPerfect: Aww, that’s a pity.

ImpPerfect: How are you feeling?

WendyBird: Bit disappointed

WendyBird: Still confident though

ImpPerfect: That’s good.

ImpPerfect: So what do you wanna do now while you wait?

WendyBird: Not sure

WendyBird: Just don’t drop me too deep please

WendyBird: I wanna remain up so I can tell her when she’s done with work

ImpPerfect: We can just chat if you like.

ImpPerfect: Maybe I’ll have some fun with you while you’re conscious ;)

WendyBird: Sounds good to me

WendyBird: What did you wanna talk about?

ImpPerfect: *Find that you can speak your mind freely

ImpPerfect: *No filter unless you need to protect identities/feel safe and comfortable/etc

ImpPerfect: *Do you understand?

WendyBird: I hear, obey, and forget, Mistress.

ImpPerfect: *Good girl.

ImpPerfect: You said she’s still working?

ImpPerfect: Your roommate, that is.

ImpPerfect: Odd hours for a job, no?

WendyBird: Sez you ;)

ImpPerfect: Don’t you sass me, young lady.

ImpPerfect: Who’s in charge here?

WendyBird: Mistress Imp is in charge here.

ImpPerfect: That’s more like it.

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: No more backtalk, understood?

WendyBird: …Fine

ImpPerfect: Although… touche.

ImpPerfect: *Forget that I said that

Wendy frowned at the gloating message she was about to send, wondered what it was about, and deleted it. Imp was typing again anyway.

ImpPerfect: Do you know what this side hustle is?

WendyBird: No clue

WendyBird: Shes kinda cagey about it

WendyBird: Said that shed be occupied some evenings

WendyBird: And dont interrupt her please

WendyBird: Ive wondered if she does something like what you do

WendyBird: But thats just speculation

WendyBird: If I was talking to someone who knew her irl Id never say that

WendyBird: She probably just works for a company in England or something

WendyBird: And the timezones work better this way

WendyBird: idk

ImpPerfect: You feeling a bit fuzzy still?

WendyBird: Oh

WendyBird: You’re right

WendyBird: That’s so many missed apostrophes

WendyBird: How did my head get like that, I wonder? ;)

ImpPerfect: No clue. ;)

WendyBird: So if I scroll back up, there won’t be any messages I have no memory of?

ImpPerfect: Definitely not.

WendyBird: You haven’t been having fun with me already?

ImpPerfect: (Gasp)

ImpPerfect: Whyever would you make such baseless accusations?

WendyBird: No clue

WendyBird: My apologies, Mistress ;)

ImpPerfect: Accepted… for now.

ImpPerfect: But back to the matter at hand…

ImpPerfect: Why don’t you tell me about her?

ImpPerfect: What’s she like?

ImpPerfect: *Every time you say something nice about her, you feel just as good about yourself

WendyBird: I hear, obey, and forget, Mistress.

WendyBird: Gosh

WendyBird: Where to start?

WendyBird: She’s just so sweet

WendyBird: She always knows how to make me feel good

WendyBird: Like, if I’ve had a bad day

WendyBird: She can always pick me up

WendyBird: Always looks on the bright side

WendyBird: Always encourages me to believe in myself

WendyBird: She certainly does

WendyBird: And, like, I can tell she means it

WendyBird: She’s usually singing to herself around our apartment

WendyBird: Always has a cute animal picture to send to me or something

WendyBird: And her sense of humour

WendyBird: She usually acts so sweet and demure

WendyBird: But then she cracks a joke

WendyBird: And becomes the biggest gremlin you’ve ever seen

WendyBird: She’s smart

WendyBird: Witty

WendyBird: Patient

WendyBird: She’s just amazing

ImpPerfect: Wow.

ImpPerfect: Sounds like a real catch.

ImpPerfect: Is there anything she can’t do, I wonder?

WendyBird: Paint

WendyBird: She’s tried a couple times

WendyBird: It always ends with paint everywhere, torn canvasses, and a murky brown blob that she swears was meant to be a fairy village or something

WendyBird: And that’s if we’re lucky

WendyBird: Like, I love how persistent she is with it

WendyBird: But I’m pretty sure the only way she could be worse is if she was actually cursed

WendyBird: She’s looking at getting an art tablet

WendyBird: I wouldn’t be surprised if she somehow got stains everywhere with that too

ImpPerfect: I can tell you really love her.

ImpPerfect: The affection’s very clear in every sentence there.

ImpPerfect: Even when you’re teasing her to Hell and back.

WendyBird: She’d give as good as she got, I’m sure

ImpPerfect: In teasing, or complimenting?

ImpPerfect: Because I’m sure you’d deserve both.

WendyBird: fdgHJA

WendyBird: You’re making me all blushy again

ImpPerfect: That’s the point ;)

ImpPerfect: If you’re comfortable with sharing, what does she look like?

WendyBird: She’s kinda short

WendyBird: Light brown skin, dark brown hair

WendyBird: Usually has it in a braid

WendyBird: Always looks so soft

WendyBird: Round cherubic face, comfy clothes

WendyBird: Unless she’s going full gremlin mode

WendyBird: Then she’s all teeth

WendyBird: She’s cute either way

WendyBird: Beautiful, even

WendyBird: I’m going all gooey inside just thinking about her

ImpPerfect: Aww.

ImpPerfect: She sounds incredible.

WendyBird: She is

ImpPerfect: Almost as incredible as you.

WendyBird: kl;sfads

WendyBird: (Head explodes)

ImpPerfect: Oh dear, not another one.

WendyBird: Stooooop

ImpPerfect: Make me.

ImpPerfect: But before you do, one quick thing.

ImpPerfect: Off to Neverland, Wendy.

WendyBird: hjdkAS

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: Dropping instantly and effortlessly for your trigger

ImpPerfect: That special phrase only you and I know

ImpPerfect: Our special secret.

ImpPerfect: Isn’t that right?

ImpPerfect: You haven’t told anyone your sleep trigger, have you?

WendyBird: noMistress

ImpPerfect: And I haven’t either.

ImpPerfect: So if a mysterious woman were to come up to you in real life

ImpPerfect: Or a not-so-mysterious woman

ImpPerfect: And she touched you on the forehead, and said that trigger phrase

ImpPerfect: “Off to Neverland, Wendy”

ImpPerfect: Who would that mysterious woman be?

WendyBird: Mistress Imp

ImpPerfect: Was that your answer?

WendyBird: Yes

ImpPerfect: Good.

ImpPerfect: It’s a bit hard to determine tone over text.

ImpPerfect: I wasn’t sure if you were trying to get my attention instead of answering the question.
ImpPerfect: But returning to that question,

ImpPerfect: That’s correct.

ImpPerfect: Good girl.

ImpPerfect: I want your subconscious mind to remember that,

ImpPerfect: And know that you’re safe if someone does that

ImpPerfect: Safe to drop

ImpPerfect: Safe to sleep

ImpPerfect: Safe to obey

ImpPerfect: Safe with me.

ImpPerfect: I’m going to wake you up now

ImpPerfect: And when you wake up

ImpPerfect: Your conscious mind will forget this little chat

ImpPerfect: Forget that I dropped you at all

ImpPerfect: Until I ask you to remember it.

ImpPerfect: Do you understand?

WendyBird: I hear, obey, and forget, Mistress.

ImpPerfect: Waking up now on the count of 3.

ImpPerfect: 1

ImpPerfect: 2

ImpPerfect: 3

WendyBird: Sorry, what were we saying?

ImpPerfect: I was saying it sounds like you two would be lucky to have each other.

WendyBird: (Blush)

ImpPerfect: Oh, hang on.

ImpPerfect: Sorry, something’s just come up.

ImpPerfect: I need to pop out quickly.

ImpPerfect: I’ll only be a couple of minutes.

ImpPerfect: You all good with that?

WendyBird: Absolutely!

ImpPerfect: You’re the best.

ImpPerfect: See you soon.

WendyBird: sys!

Wendy stretched herself out, allowing her eyes to focus somewhere other than the screen. She briefly switched to another tab that she’d been scrolling through while waiting for Imp to join their chat, but just then, there was a knock on her door. “Come in,” she called, hastily sitting up, pulling one of her earbuds out, and making herself look a bit more presentable. She could feel her confidence flooding back now that the reason for it was brought front and centre as Fiona entered her room. Even so, her breath was briefly taken away as she looked at her roommate. Fiona was currently wearing nothing beyond a white tank top and matching panties - still more than enough to look decent, but also certainly little enough to bring a slight blush to Wendy’s face.

Fiona smiled at her warmly. “Hey! Is now a good time for you to chat?”

“Yeah, absolutely!”

“Good. I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” She gestured to Wendy’s tech setup.

“Nah. I was just chatting with someone, but she’s left for a bit; she’ll understand if she comes back and I ask her to wait.”

“Cool, cool. So, uh… what did you wanna tell me?”

Wendy took a deep breath. It was now or never. She could do this.

“So, uh, Fiona… I like you. Like, really, like like you. You’re so cool, and funny, and you’re such a great person… and so I was wondering if, maybe, you wanted to go on a date sometime?” She looked up at her roommate nervously.

Fiona smiled broadly. “I’d love to, Wendy! I… I could say much the same about you.”

Wendy squealed - quietly, so as not to disturb the neighbours - with delight and scurried over to the end of the bed, kneeling up so she could pull Fiona into a hug that was eagerly reciprocated. “You really mean it?” she asked, somewhat muffled into her shoulder.

Fiona chuckled fondly. “Of course I do, silly!” She paused, and Wendy could hear the smirk in her voice as she asked, “Do you want me to prove it?”

Wendy didn’t even need to think it over as she nodded eagerly. Then Fiona gently grabbed the underside of her chin, tilting her head up and bringing her own down so their lips met. Wendy sighed happily into the kiss. Fiona’s lips were soft yet insistent, and she hummed back to her. As they moved apart, Wendy felt somewhat giddy with happiness, but noted that Fiona was looking somewhat contemplative. “You alright there, Fi?” she asked.

Fiona blushed, cleared her throat nervously, shifted from side to side, and finally spoke up. “I, uh… First, I’m not having second thoughts or anything, okay? I really do wanna have this date, but… there’s a silly idea in my mind that I’m having trouble shaking. So, uh, can I try something real quick? It might come across as weird, and you’re allowed to laugh at me if nothing happens, but…”

Wendy frowned in confusion, but nodded. “Sure, anything! Uh, assuming it’s nothing too too weird. What is it, actually?”

Fiona took a deep breath and raised a hand, extending one finger on it. Wendy’s eyes automatically followed its path. “It’s this.” She brought the finger closer to Wendy’s face, and gently tapped the kneeling girl on the centre of her forehead. “O-off to Neverland, Wendy?”

A jumble of emotions flew over Wendy’s face, before they were all replaced by peaceful submission as her eyes rolled back and she keeled forward against her Mistress’ chest.