“Alright, are you ready, Vi?” Julie asked, phone out and recording.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” I nodded to Jas, and she nodded back. Amber was watching with bated breath. I closed my eyes, and focused.

Okay, so I know what this feels like now. I’m able to share my power with other people by focusing on it. But now, I’m going to try and turn this formless… energy? Whatever the hell it is, and turn it into something with form, or give it some kind of form. I’m probably punching way above my weight class with this, but as Julie said, the bravest explorers didn’t stop where the map ended. Might as well give this a shot.

Alright…

I can feel it, it’s gathering around my right hand. It kinda feels like it’s… coalescing around my arm, slithering down towards my hand and fingers before evaporating. I’ve gotten better at controlling this, and I can hold out for longer now, but time is still limited; it’s now or never, so let this energy take shape. Give it some kind of form. At least… make it visible. And since it’s MY energy, I want it to be purple. I’m imagining this energy I feel around my arms is becoming purple, becoming my favorite color, something to represent that it’s my energy that I’m calling forth. Purple. Purple. Purple. 

God, this sounds SO stupid in my head, but I hope it actually works.

I opened my eyes, and for a moment I saw something purple encircling my arm before it faded away. I almost second-guessed that it was just my mental image lingering, but the wide-eyed stares of my roommate and slaves proved me wrong.

“Holy shit, Vi,” Julie said, grinning, “you’re a bonafide witch now!”

I looked back down at my hand and clenched my fist. I could still feel the warmth of the energy on my skin, even after I turned it off. I’m still in disbelief, too stunned to even speak. I looked up, and Julie was showing me her phone: in the video, I sat there with purple tendrils appearing around my forearm that dissipated into the air past my fingertips.

“This is… awesome! Hold on, I think I can do even better!” I finally managed to spit out, still reeling in disbelief. I grabbed the energy drink Amber was holding for me, unscrewed the lid, and chugged about half of it in one go. Suitably invigorated, I closed my eyes and tried again. I willed for the energy, willed it to become visible, and then tried to hold onto that feeling as I opened my eyes.

And there it was, tendrils of purple energy, given form. I raised up my hand and rotated my arm around, carefully observing this new phenomenon. I could see these disparate strands of energy that loosely coiled from my elbow down to my fingers, beginning and ending just past each of them. I could feel it start further up on my arm before it became visible, and flow out past my hand into the surrounding environment.

“This is SO fucking cool!” I squealed in excitement, as I continued to stare at this literal magic in awe. I looked at my companions, and they were just as enthralled by what they were seeing. 

“There really was a part of me that wanted to deny magic existing, My Goddess,” Amber quietly spoke in awe, “But now there’s literally no denying it. Magic is real, and you’ve undeniably proven it. This is… revolutionary!”

“You can say that again!” Julie confirmed, staring at my arm with wonder. “Can you… do anything with it? Control it in some way? Oh! Can you do the hypno transfer magic again, now that it’s visible?”

“That’s a great idea, let me give it a try!” I extended my arm out towards Jas, and focused on trying to share this energy with her. I closed my eyes, focusing on making it visible while trying to do my sharing technique. Man, it’s a lot harder to focus on two things at once than I realized. “Is it working? I’m trying my best to focus here.” I asked.

“Um, yeah! Let me record this, hold onto it for just a moment!” I heard Julie say. I continued focusing on channeling my energy, though I noticed I was getting tired. Julie, please hurry up! I’m almost at my limit!

“There, video’s good!” Julie said, and I opened my eyes. I saw it for a brief moment, purple tendrils flowing into my bespectacled slave sitting across from me as I stopped the flow of magic. I began panting as sweat soaked through my shirt, and I chugged down the rest of the sports drink. I could feel my heart racing again, and I tried to fan myself to cool down a little bit. I leaned back onto Amber’s pillows as Julie’s phone slid into my field of view and she hit play. Sure enough, you could see the energy flowing strongly from my hands and wrapping around a very worried-looking Jas. It seemed to flow towards her torso, wrapping and coiling around it before disappearing. I slowly pulled myself up onto my elbows and addressed Jas. “So, Jas, what do you think? What did it feel like?”

Jas closed her eyes, deep in thought. “It’s… it’s weird. I could feel something warm and pleasant, but that’s about it. I don’t feel any different, really. Kind of like how I felt a couple days ago, when you hugged me before I hypnotized Julie. I thought that it was just my passion for serving you and your conditioning that made your hug feel so nice, but… what if that’s what I felt?” She looked up at Julie. “Did you feel anything similar when she did it with you?”

“I mean, kinda?” Julie admitted. “It’s hard to say for me though, because her suggestion meant I kinda had to feel good. Like, I get this pleasant feeling every time I help Vi with something, and it’s hard to distinguish that feeling from what you described. Maybe once she’s not so tired, we can give this another go?”

“Yeah, let’s definitely wait a little bit. It’d help if you could grab me another drink, though?” I asked her.

“Mmm, alright, I’ll allow that one.” She said, smirking at me. “I mean, it’s not like I can disobey you, but still.” She walked over to the mini-fridge, grabbed another sports drink, and tossed it into my waiting hand. I unscrewed the cap, downed a few gulps, and immediately felt life return to my body.

“Y’know, it’s crazy how much energy I spend on this magic stuff,” I explained. “Like, being Amber’s ball bitch or going on that death run with her absolutely pales in comparison to what happens when I overexert on magic.” I took another couple swigs of my drink. “I’m also surprised at how quickly I’ve been downing these things while testing all this, too. What’s this, my fourth one?”

“Fifth in the last hour. And those are the 28 ounce bottles too!” Amber pointed out. “I’m not all that well-versed in physiology and stuff like you two, but isn’t that kind of a lot even for someone like me?”

Huh. “Yeah, now that you mention it I’ve been downing these things way faster than most people can. I’ve never seen you drink more than four of these in a day, and I’ve smashed that record easily.” I thought about it for a second. “Maybe using magic causes my metabolism to speed up, which is why I constantly need sugar and water?”

“Not a bad conclusion,” Julie said, “but maybe that’s just a scientific answer for a magical problem? I mean, we know so little about this stuff already, we’re really just shooting in the dark. Maybe sugar just replenishes your internal magic meter or something?” She shrugged.

She’s right, there could be some other kind of explanation completely outside our wheelhouse that explains it better. Man, I wish this magic stuff was as well documented as chemistry! That’d make things SO much easier…

“Well, regardless, now that I’m feeling human again I kinda want to keep going!” I said, excitement roaring through my body. “And honestly, I just had a new idea for something to test! Something that, if it works, could be very interesting to toy around with…”

“Oh?” Julie remarked, her interest piqued. “And what would that be?”

“I’ll tell you after I’m done, assuming it works.” I grinned at her.

“Ooohhh~, alright!” She said playfully. “Can’t wait to see what you make either of them do, then!”

“Actually, it’d help if you were my test subject on this one.”

She blushed. “O-Oh, um, alright? What do you-”

“It’d help if your mind was completely completely empty and you were devoid of thoughts until I tell you otherwise.”

“Wha… uuuhhhhh…” Her phone dropped onto the carpet below, as her eyes quickly turned glassy. Julie stood there completely blank and mindless, breathing slowly as she stared into nothing.

God DAMN that’s sexy! But shove the libido aside for just a moment Vi - work before play, and if this works I’ll get some wonderful playtime out of this. “Hey Jas, you mind recording this time?”

“O-Oh, s-sure!” She smiled as she hurriedly pulled out her phone. “U-Um, Mistress, may I ask something?”

I smiled warmly at her. “Of course, Jas!”

She fidgeted in her seat a little bit. “Mistress, w-what exactly did you do with Julie when you enslaved her? She doesn’t seem as slavishly devoted as me, she doesn’t refer to you as Mistress, and you two seem like you’re… at odds with each other at times? I-I’m sorry, I’ve just been wondering this for a while now and never had the chance to ask.”

“Um,” Amber piped in, “If I can ask, I was kind of wondering that too, My Goddess.”

“Oh, right, I uh… never told either of you. So, uh, what I did to enslave her was simple: she was given the suggestion to help me. If I ever asked her for help, she would happily give it or do what I asked. Using that, I turned her gay, made her think brainwashing people is hot as hell, and made her help me with brainwashing more people. There was an… issue with how I originally programmed her, but I fixed it that night.

“And then she woke up the next morning, and was… justifiably pissed at the things I did to her. She was still going to do all those things I asked of her, but she kinda… blasted me. Fucked me up in the extremely not-sexy way. She told me that she’d remind me of the evil things I’ve done every day until I either undo everything or make her stop. But… I can’t do the second, because I know if I did, I’d never be able to live with myself. And she knew that too. So, uh, yeah. She’s less my slave, and more my friend who’s complicit in helping me brainwash girls but will still call me out for it.”

Jas stared at me with those big, magnified eyes and furrowed brows for an uncomfortably long time before she spoke. “I… think I understand.” She let out a long sigh as she leaned back against the bunk’s frame. “Well, Mistress, she’s not wrong. Objectively, what you are doing is horrible. But it’s not my place to question you, or try to make you stop - that’s her job from the sounds of it. I only want the best for you, and while I know that what she’s doing will stymie your goals… it’s also probably for the best.”

I nodded. “I need more than just hypnotized slaves who will carry out my every whim unconditionally like you two. I need… my best friend. And that’s exactly what she’s always been. I’m so glad that I met her, and… I’m eternally grateful for everything she’s done for me.”

“Make sure you tell her that frequently, My Goddess. She probably needs it.” Amber told me, and I nodded in response. 

“Okay, sorry for getting us sidetracked there. What was it you were going to do originally?” Jas asked.

“Oh, right.” I shook my head to stop the tears from welling up again. “S-So, right now Julie is completely thoughtless: there is nothing inside her brain, it’s like a brand new sheet of paper. Julie, if a thought ever comes into your head, I want you to speak it out loud. As long as there are no thoughts in your head, you will remain quiet. Um, it’d help if you could do that for me.”

“Oh~, I think I see where this is going! Best of luck, Mistress!” Jas cheered as she hit record on her phone.

I closed my eyes, and imagined a single word.

Violet.

I then imagined sending that stream of energy from earlier, bright and purple, directly to Julie’s brain. I could see it clearly in my mind, the streams reaching from my hand to her head, coiling it and sinking inside. I imagined they carried more than just energy, but information: a single message, a single thought, encoded in energy.

Violet.

I imagined it as vividly as I could, and really focused on the idea. I focused on the word, the information contained in the word, and transmitting that information directly onto the blank canvas that is Julie’s mind. 

Violet.

“Vio…let…” 

I almost opened my eyes, but I managed to maintain my focus. I focused even more on the idea of her accepting a single message, incorporating it into her thoughts. I could almost feel her brain opening up to me as I focused on it.

Violet.

“Violet…”

Good, let’s try something bigger. I focused on that feeling, trying to grab hold of her mind. I imagined that I was connected to it using this energy, like it’s a wire directly plugged into the deepest parts of her brain.

I love Violet.

“I love Violet…”

I could feel the putty that is Julie’s mind, as my influence seeped into it and slowly began etching new things into her head.

I’m incredibly horny right now.

“I’m incredibly… horny right now…”

I noticed a bead of sweat on my forehead. I can hold out a bit longer, for just one more suggestion, while I still have my metaphorical hands on her mind…

When Violet snaps her fingers, I will cum.

“When Violet snaps her fingers, I will cum…”

I opened my eyes, cutting off my magic flow and relaxing my body. I grabbed my sports drink, took a few swigs, and then looked at… wow, those are some perky tits Julie’s got.

I snapped my fingers, and Julie began quivering uncontrollably. Her face remained as blank as ever, if extremely flushed with heat, but now moans were escaping her throat as the orgasm rippled through her body. Her breathing was rapid, and a nice stain was forming on the sweatpants she was wearing. 

I looked over at Jas. “You caught all that?”

She nodded. “Y’know, she might get mad at you after this. Call it a hunch.”

I shrugged. “Meh, a risk I’m willing to take. If I only ever tested things on you, that would get boring, wouldn’t it? Keep rolling for just a little longer though, I want to test one last thing.” I turned back towards Julie. “Julie, it’d help if you were no longer mindless.”

She blinked a couple times as her thoughts came back to her. Then she looked at me, and tackled me into a passionate kiss. She forced herself onto me with extreme passion, grinding her body on my leg.

I managed to push her away from me just long enough to blurt out a suggestion. “It’d help if you returned back to how you were before you went blank!”

“I-I… I… what…” she slowly released her grip and stood back up in front of me. “What was that?!”

“That was my experiment, and uh, I’d say it was a rousing success!” I replied smugly. “Thank you for your cooperation, by the wa- owowoWOWOW!” While I was talking, Julie reached down pinched my nipples so hard I thought they were going to fall off.

“Violet, did you just use my trigger to control me without my permission?” She stared daggers directly into my soul as she twisted her fingers firmly.

“IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY PLEASE STOP PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!” I cried out in pain.

She let go of my tits and then flicked my nose. “Good, glad you understand.” She then turned to Jas. “So, you catch all that?”

“L-Loud and clear, ma’am!” Jas squeaked out, sitting at attention.

“Good, then I want you to go ahead and show me that file. You, Amber, are going to help me relieve this horniness that Vi just infused me with. And you,” she pointed at me as I was caressing my poor, abused nipples, “are going to run home and do the laundry while we do this. I don’t have another pair of pants to change into, and you’re the one who made me soil this pair, so chop-chop!” She threw her pants onto the floor in front of me as she clapped emphatically.

“Why didn’t you-” I stopped as her ice-cold glare immediately silenced any and all resistance I had. “A-Alright, I’ll get it done now!” I quickly got up from the bed, grabbed her pants off the floor, shoved them in my backpack, and ran back to the dorm as fast as my little legs could carry me.

“Jas, please bring me my backpack.” Julie ordered from atop Jas’ bed. 

“Affirmative.” Jas responded robotically, as she walked over and grabbed the bag from her dresser and presented it to her owner. Julie unzipped a pouch, pulled out her laptop, and began signing in.

“Y’know,” I said, “You still haven’t told me what we’re doing in their room right now. Are we here for fun, or…?”

“Business before pleasure,” She said as she typed her password into her lock screen, “and your newest slave is going to help us test some more hypotheses.”

Chase was sitting on her own bed, nervously glancing between Julie and I. She also stole plenty of glances at her naked and roboticized roommate, blushing furiously. “I’m happy to help, Mistress, but what exactly am I going to be doing? You haven’t told me anything either, and I want to help her as best I can.”

“Do you mind if I let her in on what we’ve learned, at least a little bit?” I asked Julie, and she nodded. “Okay, so bombshell of the century incoming: apparently magic is a real thing, and it’s the reason I was able to enslave you all. And if you don’t believe me…” I channeled my powers, causing purple wisps to flow from my hand into the air in front of me.

Chase watched the energy fade into nothing, wide-eyed. “Huh… nnnnneat! So I’m, uh, a guinea pig then?”

I shrugged. “More or less, though that’s sort of up to Julie at this moment in time. Speaking of,” I turned towards my roommate, “Julie, what am I doing?”

“Gimme a sec, this piece of junk’s 3 years old and it really shows.” She whined as she began furiously batting at the touchpad trying to get something to load. “There, finally, my document opened! Alright, now I’m going to write some notes about what happened earlier today. We now know what happens when you try to influence someone who’s in a completely blank state of mind, so now I want to test how it works on someone who’s awake. And someone who’s not me, thank you very much.” She glared daggers at me over the top of her computer screen. 

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” I said dismissively as she reminded me of how sore my chest was. “I’ll spare myself a second dose of your wrath. Any requests or things you want to test in particular?”

“Meh,” she shrugged, “just start small and probe the waters. Chase, just sit there and be a good girl, okay? If you notice anything, please tell us.”

She nodded. “Alright, not exactly sure what to expect though.”

I climbed onto the bed next to her, placed my hand on her back, and began channeling my magic.

…

I need to yawn.

A simple thought, one that shouldn’t even be noticeable. I focused on sending that thought into her, imagining the thought worming its way up to her mind. I could feel her thoughts in her head as I did so, though I wasn’t able to really read them or tell what they were. And less than a second later, she yawned and stretched out exactly as I predicted. Which also made Julie yawn, which also made me yawn, which did absolutely nothing to Jas right now. I’m sure if she were able to think for herself, she’d probably have yawned too.

This room feels a little chilly.

Another relatively innocuous thought that I tried to worm into her brain. A moment of concentration later, and I felt Chase shiver a little bit uncomfortably.

“Does it seem a little cold in here to you guys?” She asked.

“Hm, not particularly.” I answered back.

“It might be, but there’s a few things… keeping me warm right now.” Julie said as she looked at her robot pet. “I’m sure she’s probably a little chilly right now, though.”

Let’s try something… a little more out there.

If I masturbate, I’ll warm up quickly.

I focused on this one thought, sending it into her mind amongst the sea of other thoughts in her mind. Almost immediately, I felt her breathing hitch and her mind become turbulent. “Was… was that you, Mistress?”

“What was?”

She looked at me, confused. “I just had this… thought, that if I jilled off right now I would warm up. Was that your doing?”

Maybe it was just my own dumb idea.

“Doesn’t sound like me,” I said as straight as I possibly could while I channeled this new thought into her. I immediately followed it up with something else, to reaffirm it.

I don’t think they would mind if I asked to do it.

“Oh, sorry then,” Chase apologized. “I… would either of you mind if I did it, though? It is kinda chilly in here.”

“I’ve seen your lady parts before, and you know what I’m about.” I smugly replied. “I can keep going while you do it. Julie?”

“I hope what I just said wasn’t too subtle,” she replied, licking her lips. “If Vi’s okay with it and it won’t interrupt anything, then go for it!”

“Oh, a-alright then!” She slowly lifted her arm up and plunged a hand into her pants, teasing her folds.

I can’t stop my fingers, it feels too good.

If I orgasm, I might mess up what Mistress is doing.

I can’t stop my hands or orgasm unless my Mistress says so.

A bunch of suggestions this time, all flowing into her one after another. If it works as well as I hope it does, she’ll approach the edge in no time and be helpless to stop herself. And from the sounds she’s making, it seems like it’s working perfectly.

…

I stopped channeling my energy and took my hand off Chase’s back. “So,” I addressed Julie, “what do you think so far?”

“That depends on what all you actually did. I’m not a mind-reader, y’know?” She smiled at me teasingly.

I’m calling bullshit on that one. Damn it, I should’ve made her spill the beans when she was mindless! Damn you, my impulsive lesbian libido!

“Well, the yawn and the chills? Me. That stupid idea? Also me. Sorry, Chase, I don’t like lying to people but I wanted to try something.”

“Wait, that- ah, that wasn’t my idea?” She asked between moans and gasps. “But, but I thought-”

“Maybe it was your own dumb idea? Those exact words are what I sent to you,” I explained, “followed by the thought that we wouldn’t mind if you asked to just do it.”

“O-Oh, thats… mmmm interesting, then, then are my hands- ah! A-Are my hands and the fact I c-can’t cum also y-you?” Chase threw her head back and cried out in lust for a release that wouldn’t come.

“Maybe, depends on how badly you want it. Do you want to cum already?” I teased her, taking my free hand and stroking her chin lasciviously.

“P-Please, I… I really w-want to cum! Please, M-Mistress, I-”

“Cum now.”

I released my hand from her back and snapped my fingers, and she immediately roared into an enormous orgasm. Her body shook and quivered as her juices leaked into her pants that she didn’t bother taking off. Her eyes rolled back into pure whiteness, as her cries of ecstasy filled the room. Eventually, she laid there breathing heavily as she basked in the afterglow.

“T-Thank you… Mistress…” she panted out.

“Mind grabbing another drink for me?” I asked Julie as I wiped a bead of sweat from my forehead.

“I do, actually,” she said as she clattered away on her keyboard. “Jas, fetch Vi a drink.”

“Affirmative.” She monotoned as she moved towards her own mini-fridge.

Y’know, it might be a little far, but…

…

I’m tired of Jas being a robot.

I’ll try making Jas a bimbo for a while.

I kept my eyes trained on Jas, but I sneakily flared up my powers and tried sending them to Julie. I imagined my energy slithering a couple feet along the ground, climbing up the bed frame, then silently piercing her brain. I could only slightly sense her thoughts compared to Chase next to me, but I tried inserting my thoughts into her mind as best as I knew how.

…

As I disengaged my powers, Jas approached with a caffeinated drink that I grabbed out of her hands. She then returned back to her position at the foot of her own bed, entering standby mode once more.

“So, now what do you think?” I asked Julie.

“It sounds like you can’t really brute-force things, you have to be sneaky. But, this method might be way more subtle than anything you did before! I mean, being able to influence the actions of someone else opens so many possibilities: you might be able to convince someone that’s unwilling to do your hypnosis! Or, hell, just use this to enslave them directly! I wonder…” her voice trailed off as she tapped her chin in contemplation. “…actually, I think your next target would be a perfect opportunity to really test this out. What do you think the range is on your ability?”

“I don’t know, honestly. Would you mind if I, uh, tried it on you just to test? A-And I swear I’ll just do something simple!” I said, waving my hands apologetically as she cocked an eyebrow suspiciously.

“Fine,” she sighed, “no funny business though.”

…

I focused on sending my thoughts to her again, this time willing the energy to be visible. And again, I sensed the soft push of her thoughts within her mind as I reached in.

I like apples.

…

“Eh, not really.” Julie answered. “Bananas and oranges kinda blow them out of the water, in my opinion. It’s good that you can reach a few feet, though, because that is exactly what you’ll need to do for this plan to work!”

“I can do it,” I explained, “but it’s harder and my influence doesn’t seem as deep. When I’m next to someone I can feel their thoughts and their mind as I try to affect them, and if they resist it I can really sense it, but from this distance it’s kind of… muted? I still feel it, but it’s like I have a much harder time detecting it.”

“Well,” she said as she closed her laptop and pulled out her phone, “it sounds like there’s just some give and take, your ability is stronger the closer you are. If you’re still able to do it from this far away, there should be no problems whatsoever though.”

“Alright, sounds like you’ve got it all figured out then!” I said excitedly. “So, what’s this diabolical master plan you’ve got cooking?”

“I’ll tell you tomorrow, before we enact it.” She stated as she turned off her phone and slipped her laptop back into her bag. “But first: Jas, when I snap my fingers you’ll become a giggly little bimbo with an IQ that’s about one divided by your current IQ!” 

She snapped her fingers, and Jas blinked awake. Immediately, a big dumb smile was plastered on her face as she looked at us with pure vacancy behind those eyes. “Oh em gee, guys! That was, like, super hot being hot being all beep beep boop beep and stuff!!!”

“Glad you liked it!” Julie called back, already pulling her pants down to her feet. “Now, how about you be a good girly and make me cum super hard?”

She gave a goofy grin as she sauntered onto the bed. “Oh, I’m totes good at that now!!!!!” She said as she dove between her legs and lapped away fervently.

I turned to the slave laying on the bed next to me. “Well, we shouldn’t let them have all the fun, now should we? What do you think, Chase?”

She lifted her arm, looked at the invisible watch on it, and shrugged. “Sure, I’ve got some free time to spare!” She jokingly said, sitting up and pulling me into a nice, passionate kiss.

“So, who’s this friend we’re meeting?” I asked Julie as we headed towards the music building.

“Sumi Cheong, an old friend of mine from high school.” Julie explained. “She’s a guitar major, and a pretty darn good one at that. Apparently she was taught violin when she was young - I’m sure you two can relate on the whole “Asian parents” front - but she secretly learned guitar out of spite, and has made really good progress since high school. You can imagine all the things she’s done to piss off her parents: skipping classes, dating girls, pretty much everything you could think of to break their traditional mindset. She’s getting a degree because her parents basically forced her into it, but she made sure to switch it to guitar the first moment she could. Her parents really hated it, but she told them to either deal with it or they’d never see her again. They finally relented, and here she is now.”

We walked into the building, which was kind of oddly shaped and surprisingly quiet. “Yeah, Asian parents suck. I know my parents are very headstrong, trying to get them to change their minds is basically a sisyphean task. Glad she stood up to them, though! I’m not sure I’d have the balls to ever tell my Dad something like that, I’m pretty sure divine lightning would smite me the moment I tried.” We walked over to the elevator, and Julie pushed a button. “By the way, the insulation here is crazy, you’d never know it was the music building with how quiet it is!”

The elevator opened, and we stepped inside. “Right? Just wait until you get to the practice rooms, then it’ll start feeling like it.” Julie punched the 3rd floor button, and the moment the doors opened again the sound of muffled instruments flooded the chamber. “See? She said she was in 327, which is towards the end of the hall.”

We walked through the cacophony of sounds and past many doors, some of which held practicing musicians on the other side. Most of them had headphones or earbuds to block out the noise, and they were all very busily playing their instruments. Soon enough, we reached a room with “327” on a wall placard next to it, and Julie knocked a couple times. The door opened, and a Korean girl with long hair, a punk goth outfit, and a black cat ear headband greeted us cheerfully.

“Hey, come in, come in!” She greeted us as she took Julie into a big hug. “It’s been so long Jay, how’ve you been?” She gave Julie a great big hug, which she reciprocated.

“Doing good, Sue! A lot has happened over the past few weeks in particular, but I felt like reconnecting with some old friends to help my mind relax! Oh, and like I mentioned, this is my roomie, Violet!”

“Hi, nice to meet you! Just call me Vi!” I said sticking my hand out, which she grabbed and pulled me into a hug.

“Glad to finally meet this friend you’ve mentioned! Sumi, Sumi Cheong!” She said cheerfully.

…

I began slowly channeling the formless energy towards Sumi as I shook her hand, imagining it slithering up her arm and penetrating her head.

I think Vi is trustworthy.

“Glad to meet you too, Sumi! Julie mentioned a little about your whole thing with your parents, and I 100% understand where you’re coming from.” I said.

“Ugh, I know, right?” She groaned as she rolled her eyes. “But hey, it worked out in the end! I’m doing guitar now, and I’ve never been happier!”

She didn't seem to notice anything as we moved inside and she closed the door behind us. Julie and I sat down on the piano bench while she took a seat on the wooden stool next to her acoustic guitar.

I think Vi is hot.

“So, whatcha been doing lately? Do you have a concert coming up soon?” Julie asked.

“Yeah, a couple weeks from now! I’ve got a couple songs that I’ve got to learn and perform, and there’s some really tricky hand work that goes into both of ‘em. Here,” she picked up her acoustic guitar from the stand, “let me show you what I’m working on!”

I want to show off for Vi.

Her hands began moving dexterously, her right fingers alternating plucked strings while her left hand moved to each new chord position with surgical precision. I can tell she’s not fully comfortable with the piece yet, as her hands slowed down in places and she stopped herself from cussing at one point, but it was still miles better than anything I could do with my own hands. Her fingers slid along the neck with the ease and grace of a practiced guitarist, and the result was a wonderful performance even at this early stage.

I want to hang out with Vi.

“That was great, Sue!” Julie said while clapping softly. 

“Yeah, that was awesome!” I added, clapping as well. I reached down and grabbed a sports drink out of my bag, and took a few swallows.

“Aw, that was nothing. Just wait until you see me perform about two weeks from now!” She bashfully said, blushing a little bit. “If you guys want, I could get you some tickets!”

“Unfortunately, I’ve got a bunch of tests that week. All of ‘em are in-person too, no wriggling out of it unless I come down sick.” Julie admitted. “Pretty sure Vi’s not got that problem though, since we’re in different majors!”

I thought about it for a second. “Yeah, I think my schedule’s clear that week! I could go and let you know how it went!”

I want to flirt with Vi.

“Aww, sorry to hear that Jay! But yeah, I’ll get you a ticket once we get them!” Sumi looked towards me. “Maybe afterwards we can meet up and grab a bite to eat and celebrate?” 

“Well, threaten me with a good time, why don’tcha?” I replied smugly as I winked at her. She blushed a little deeper.

“Oh shoot,” Julie panicked as she stared at her phone, “I didn’t submit my lab paper?! Crap, I need to go send it in and beg the TA for forgiveness real quick! Um, nice seeing you Sue, let’s keep in touch!!!” She quickly grabbed her stuff and walked out the door.

“Oh, alright! Hope it all goes well, shoot me a message later!” Sumi called out as Julie hurried out. “That’s kinda unusual, she’s usually pretty on-top of things like that from what I remember.” She said as she turned back to me.

Being alone with Vi turns me on.

“Honestly, she’s been super stressed out lately. I’ve been trying to help her relax, but she’s just got a lot of work. As do I! I’ve finished all mine for today though.” I said, relaxing back against the piano and taking another sip of my drink.

“O-Oh, that’s good!” Sumi squirmed in her seat a little bit. “Um, you don’t have anything going tonight, do you? I-I mean, do you…?”

I want to go eat with Violet.

I took a sip of my sports drink. “No, I don’t have anything going on. I’m getting hungry though, do you want to grab a bite to eat?”

“Oh, sure!” She looked at her watch. “It’s a little early, but I wouldn’t mind it!”

I want to spend time with Violet.

“Perfect! Do you have any practice or classes tonight? I don’t want to interrupt your schedule or anything.” I asked.

“Oh no, you’re fine! I-I’m free the rest of the night!”

I can’t say no to Vi, she’s too confident and sexy.

“Well then, what do you say we grab something to eat,” I hooded my eyes at her seductively, “and then continue this conversation over at your place?”

She blushed furiously. “O-Oh, wow, u-um… s-sure! I, I don’t think I’ve ever met someone so forward about it before…”

I think I’m falling in love with Vi.

“Oh, trust me: I’m just very confident, and I know exactly how to get what I want.”

I woke up the next day in an unfamiliar bed. I slowly creaked open my eyes, and I saw a naked Asian girl with long hair sleeping soundly beside me. I carefully and quietly lifted the sheets and walked to the bathroom, making extra careful not to disturb my sleeping lover. I sat on the toilet, rubbed the sleep from my eyes, and then started formulating my plan of action.

As I exited the toilet, I took a better look at the room with what little morning light there was cascading on the walls. Tons of posters for punk rock bands lined the walls, most haphazardly taped on. I could see some of them were even signed. She had an electric guitar hooked up to an amp in the corner, and probably another guitar in that soft case leaning on the wall. She had lots of little trinkets lining her dresser, and her computer desk had two monitors and a piano keyboard on it.

And laying in the center of the room, blissfully sleeping away on her mattress, was Sumi Cheong. Julie’s friend, the person I spent the night fucking, and now… the person I was about to enslave.

Alright, Vi, you’ve got this, I pumped myself up internally. You’re well-rested, and she’s literally defenseless. Even if she wakes up part way through, it should be fine! So just take a slow, deep breath…

…And let’s get ourselves another slave.

I reached my hand out and hovered it behind Sumi’s head. I closed my eyes, focusing on the formless energy that was radiating from me. I then directed it forward from my hand, and imagined it coiling around her head. I imagined my purple energy plunging into her mind, allowing me to reach in and mold her personality like clay. I opened my eyes, and I saw just what I envisioned: the tendrils of energy were wrapping themselves around her head and seeping in, infecting her brain with my presence. I could feel her thoughts as her mind dreamt away, though they were far less busy than when I did so yesterday. I then reached deep into her mind, grabbing hold of her subconscious, and began pumping my influence into her.

Here goes nothing!

…

I am Violet Hanamori’s brainwashed slave.

No major reaction. I continued.

I will obey everything Violet says unconditionally.

I could not disobey Violet’s will, even if I wanted to.

Being Violet’s brainwashed slave is my sole purpose in life.

Still no reaction, her mind was relatively calm. Good.

I love everything about Violet.

Violet is my perfect soulmate.

I could never love a woman more than I love Violet.

I want to do everything in my power to please Violet.

To please Violet is the greatest satisfaction in life.

That’s why I am her brainwashed slave, and will serve her forever.

Nothing could possibly bring me more pleasure than being Violet’s brainwashed slave.

Everything I do is in service to Violet.

And the joy I feel from being Violet’s brainwashed slave is unmatched.

I can feel her mind becoming more turbulent, as these new thoughts invade her current ones. Better make this quick, I can feel myself burning out as well.

I fully accept my position as Violet’s brainwashed slave.

I love the fact that she brainwashed me into becoming her slave.

I want to help her brainwash more people into becoming her slaves.

The idea of Violet brainwashing people like me into her slaves is the hottest thing in the universe.

Brainwashing people into becoming Violet’s slaves makes me wet.

…

I slowly removed my hand and cut off the flow of magic. The last of the purple energy entered her head, and I wiped the sweat from my forehead. I slowly got up, walked over to my bag, grabbed an already open bottle, and took a few swigs. Immediately I felt strength return to me, and I took another couple sips to be sure. Then I heard sheets rustling behind me, and I almost choked on my drink in surprise. 

Either she’s not fully awake yet, or this is when I find out whether it worked or not. Please, let it work on the first try…

I turned around to see a yawning Sumi. I walked back over to the bed as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. And then she saw me, illuminated against the break of dawn peering through the window. Her face was completely frozen in surprise as she scanned me up and down. I stood there trying to maintain confidence, as my mind began doubting myself.

“V-Violet?” Sumi asked, voice wavering.

“What are you, Sumi?” I demanded.

Her breathing hitched, and then she spoke. “I… am your brainwashed slave now? That’s, that’s right! I’m your brainwashed slave now!” Her voice was filled with elation at this sudden new revelation.

HELL! FUCKING!!! YES!!!!!

I DID IT!!!!!!!

I grinned at my prize. “A good answer, my newly brainwashed slave!”

She looked at me quizzically. “Um, when did I… become your brainwashed slave? I remember the sex, but not anything like that happening…”

“Oh, literally just before you woke up.” I told her bluntly.

“…How?”

“With my magic.” I willed some magic into existence to show her.

She stared bug-eyed at my hand, then back up at me. “Magic is real?! And I was brainwashed with it?!”

“Apparently it is,” I replied, “though honestly I only learned I had this power about a week ago or so? I still have no idea how exactly it works, but… well, I managed to convince you to have sex on the first date with me, then completely altered your worldview this morning, so I must be doing something right! Um, figuratively speaking, I know my morality is in the fucking negatives at this point.”

Sumi stared at me in complete and utter disbelief. “I… I literally don’t know what to think now. I mean, this is so much to throw at me all at once, and, and-”

I walked over to the bed, climbed in front of her, then placed my hand on her head. 

…

Relax.

…

I willed that thought into her head, and immediately I saw her shoulders sag down and her breathing slow. “Woah, that’s… really strong stuff…” she said in a dopey, drowsy voice. She let out a big long sigh, and a goofy placated grin crept up on her face. 

“For the record, I had no idea that would work either,” I admitted as I pulled my hand away. “Are you feeling better now?”

She blinked her eyes as the relaxing haze faded. “Ummm, yeah. Still… still wrapping my head around all this. But now I’m much calmer about it.”

“Good, I think talking about it will help sort some of this out. Plus, it helps me make sure I did everything right! First question: what do you think about the fact that you’re now my brainwashed slave?”

She gazed at me in pure adoration. “Oh my God, I fucking love it! This is the single hottest thing I’ve ever experienced, I’m getting wet just from thinking about it!”

“What about brainwashing other people? You best friend? Your family?”

“I don’t think it’s physically possible to be more wet than I am now! I’d happily convert everyone I know into a brainwashed slave just like me!”

“What is your purpose in life?”

“To serve you! I will literally do anything you ask! Nothing matters except that I do whatever you want me to!”

“What do you think of me?”

“You are literally the most perfect, beautiful, angelic person I know! Nobody else could ever even come close to how absolutely hot and sexy you are!”

“Do you have any issues with your current state? Any qualms or concerns?”

“…I can’t think of any! I can’t imagine not being your brainwashed slave!”

“Alright, that about settles it then, welcome aboard! I’ll introduce you to everyone else I’ve brainwashed eventually, though you already met one of them when I was introduced to you yesterday.”

“Thank you!… Wait, Jay is your slave too?!”

I waved my hands in a so-so gesture. “For all intents and purposes, yes. But, she's not exactly a slave like you, my control isn't as deep or absolute.” I pulled my phone out of my bag, looked at the time, and… wow, can’t remember the last time I woke up at 5 AM voluntarily. On a Monday, no less. Thanks, magic, for screwing up my sleep schedule. “Oh, by the way, what’s your class schedule like? I don’t want to keep you away from your schoolwork - what I’m doing requires quite a bit of secrecy, so I need to make sure we all keep up appearances. Which, uh, means you need to make absolutely certain you don’t mention a word of your enslavement in public unless I say it’s okay. Nobody must know, just act like we’re good friends.”

“Aye aye, cap’n!” She saluted cheerfully. “And my schedule’s actually pretty free, I just need to go to the guitar lab at 7 AM today.”

“Alright, then you should probably get through a shower! I also need to get through one, so make it snappy!” I ordered her.

“Yes, ma’am! Although,” she gazed at me lustily, “we might get done quicker if we took it… together.” 

“You mean slower?” I jabbed back playfully. “Well, threaten me with a good time, why don’tcha…”

We both made it to our classes on-time… if barely.