A brave new world

I open my eyes, letting out a pained grunt. I barely got a nick of sleep last night, and Friday is my longest day of the week.

Plus, I’m starting with Tatiana’s class. You know, that high school kingpin whose ass still walks the Earth frustratingly unchalked to this day.

Alright, before anything else, let’s lock in my decision regarding Jenny. I wanted to sleep on it, but I actually ended up making up my mind before I fell asleep anyways. As much fun as controlling her body may be, I value her friendship and independence far too much to turn her into a mere meat puppet.

In fact, while I do get off on changing people, I want them to be more than mindless sluts. Variety is the spice of life, after all, and letting them keep their individuality, albeit in a corrupted or even inverted form, is an integral part of that.

Okay, maybe I’ll make just a couple of mindless sluts. As a treat.

I select option 1, Friends with benefits.

As usual, Jenny’s profile then opens up and shows me her new belief:

• Sexual acts with the user are a perfectly normal, integral and enjoyable part of their friendship. (Path belief. Effect strength may increase on its own over time.)
• The user’s judgement when it comes to mind control is absolute and always right. Any suggestions or ideas the target has about mind control has to be submitted to his approval and his verdict must be respected.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I read that second one. The fact that she sees my judgement as always right is especially welcome, since it may allow me to somehow bypass the downside of her first Path option.

• Target will resist the idea that mind control is a moral imperative, or that the user should bring more people into his sphere of influence.

She doesn’t think I should bring more people into my sphere of influence, but since she believes that any decision I make about mind control has to be right, she shouldn't oppose me if I decide to add someone, and I might even get her to help me, even though she might be unenthusiastic about it.
It's also interesting that the app decided to split her new belief into two, even though I only spent BS once. Was it because of the fact that I unlocked a Path, or did the app just find it more readable that way? I'll probably find out eventually.

I also notice that a second special trait was added, underneath the awareness one:

• Third parties seeing her engage in sexual behaviour in public may see their sexual inhibitions slowly decrease over repeated exposure.

Interesting, so it’s not just promiscuity with me that can trigger the lowered inhibitions, but any form of sexual behaviour. Including things that are already seen as acceptable, such as groping.

These special traits are really strong, since they go beyond mere beliefs, but it’s hard to predict when a target will get one, and they’re not necessarily positive to me. If I’d given Jenny awareness of the changes without making her fully onboard with the idea, it would’ve backfired heavily.

I do wonder if everyone can get traits. I suppose I could try and make some experiments to that end. And I might have an inkling of what to say to my appointed guinea pig, Ophelia, to try and trigger one.

Oh, and there’s something else that’s interesting on Jenny’s profile.

Ellen’s new groping rule is nowhere to be seen, which means it’s passed the 10% mark and is now only displayed on the school’s profile. I navigate to it to check it out.

Beliefs

• It is good, natural and important for someone to threaten students' and teachers' virtue in the school, as doing so will increase their compliance and make them more likely to stay at the school.
  • Source: Ellen DeJong
  • Spread: 64%
• It is good, natural and important for all school staff to sexually harass the students as well as lower ranking staff. Doing so is fitting as both a punishment and a reward depending on how it is applied. It bolsters discipline and obedience. Everyone enjoys being on both the giving and receiving end of such behaviour.
  • Source: Ellen DeJong
  • Spread: 34%

Hm. Interesting. The original belief is still there, but it’s gone down, since it’s being replaced by the new one. I assume it’ll eventually disappear, when it goes back under 10%. Adding them together, our total is still 98%.

I open the new belief’s spread page and take a look at it. As far as students are concerned, the infection rate seems to be around 25%, but the teachers and staff are much higher, thanks to Ellen’s intervention.

This is good. Not only am I ahead of last time when it comes to the spreading speed, but the teachers are a great source of infection, since they’re going to be cooped up in classrooms full of **** students for hours at a time, and who knows, they might even decide to act on it!

I put the coffeemaker on (buying a nice one had been my greatest indulgence at this school prior to the whole sex predator thing), before stepping into my bathroom to freshen up.

One of the rare comforts that being the only man in the school afforded me was that I got my own bathroom. Less than half of the staff was offered that privilege, and the rest have to share theirs with several of their colleagues.

Of course, now that I have the app, I wouldn’t mind having a shared bathroom. Imagine the potential! But that’s a thought for when I move into a bigger room.

I step into the shower and let warm water wash off any lingering remnants of last night’s excitement, before I get dressed and grab my coffee.

I made it extra strong to give me the strength to face Tatiana. I may have gotten her to shut up last time, but I have a feeling she won’t be as easy to cow as most students.

Alright, no use pushing it back. Let’s get started.

I trace the usual path to my classroom, traversing crisscrossing corridors haphazardly lain on top of each other in an esoteric arrangement that only came together in the deranged mind of the architect.

Maybe if you look at them from a plane, they start to make sense, like the architectural equivalent of crop circles.

Once again, I’m the first one to reach the room. I’m not early, they’re just not a particularly punctual group.

While I wait for them, I decide to quickly check how many of them have been converted to the new rule.

3/11.

And Tatiana isn’t one of them.

Oh well, I’ve still got my old trick if they get too rowdy, and I can use this as an opportunity to spread the new one onto them.

About five minutes after class was supposed to start, the students pour into the room, in one big group, as usual for them, with Tatiana proudly strutting in a few paces ahead of her pack, like the figurehead of a victorious ship.

They sit down, all tightly packed at the back of the room, except for one of them, slightly off to the side.

“Girls, you have a schedule for a reason. Class should’ve started five minutes ago. Next time you’re late, I’ll set an alarm on your phone and stuff it down your panties. There’s a vibration you won’t be able to ignore,” I reprimand half-heartedly.

Truth be told, I’m not too mad at them for being a few minutes late to the first class of the day on a Friday morning, which is why I wasn’t too harsh. I mean, “stuff your phones down your panties”? That’s far from my most inspired work. But I do have to go through the motions of pretending to be cross, otherwise next week they’ll be ten minutes late, then fifteen, and so on.

They may all be adults, but they still think like high school students, moving the goalposts and pushing the boundaries whenever you let them.

Oh right, also, threatening them can give me BS.

I almost forgot sexually harassing students wasn’t actually normal.

Maybe this app does have some modicum of control over me. Or it’s simply the eerie ability of the human brain to get used to anything, given enough time.

Most of the girls look down sheepishly, ashamed of their behaviour, with the exception of Tatiana. She’s looking straight at me, her eyes shooting daggers. Should I push it or simply let her be?

Push it, of course.

“Well, are you gonna say sorry or would you rather give me an apology blowjob?” I ask, looking around the room before challenging Tatiana’s stare.

She blushes, and looks to the side, gritting her teeth in embarrassment.

“Sorry...” I hear a few of them mumble tepidly.

“Sorry who?”

“Sorry sir,” they correct themselves.

Tatiana actually says that last one, before looking back at me in barely contained rage. Instead of daggers, it's whole-ass claymores her eyes are throwing at me.

If she clenches her jaws any further, I’m afraid her teeth might burst.

What I love is that her anger and embarrassment come from my discipline itself. She just hates seeing her authority be challenged. But the sexual aspect of my scolding? She thinks it’s completely normal.

+3 BS. 49 remaining.

Just three? Makes sense, since I’ve already threatened this group once. It’s good that my new rule is spreading so quickly, since I wouldn’t have gotten much more mileage out of this one.

Now that I’ve got their attention, I start my class, making a point to regularly go to the back of the room, where they’re sitting, to infect them quicker.

Tatiana’s anger never seems to quiet down though. Her cheeks keep their rosy coloration for the entire lecture, and she storms off the microsecond I dismiss the class. I wouldn’t have been surprised to see steam coming out of her ears.

I’d actually be somewhat afraid if I didn’t have the app. I’m not exactly a weakling, but I'm not exactly an MMA champion either, and there’s not much I could’ve done if she got all ten of her goons to jump me at the same time.

As things stand, though, I’m feeling kind of invincible. I’m expecting to be smitten in my hubris any day, but how am I supposed not to commit hubris in these conditions?

My following class goes by uneventfully. I threaten to grab a few tits here and to use a pen as a dildo there, but nothing out of the ordinary. It’s a group I haven’t had since getting the app, however, so I get the whole 5 BS out of them, bringing my total to 54.

Right as I’m about to dismiss them and go have lunch, I feel a burst of energy inside of me.

+10 BS. 64 Remaining. (Source: Julian Calpurnia)

Oh, Julian, I’m going to have a few questions when I see you at lunch.

EDIT: I forgot to include Jenny's second new belief in the first version of this chapter, as well as Adam's reaction to it. I've now added it. (ctrl+f the word "judgement" to find the extra bits.)
Thank you to hass1234 for bringing it up :)