A few more questions.

Naomi's lying on her back, with you straddling her. Her massive tits are pancaked out across her chest. As if they might help inspire you, you gather them up in your hands and play with them.

"So I have a few questions for you Naomi, and not all of them are would-you-rathers. You don't have to answer them, but I can promise you that if yo..."

"I'll answer. I'll cooperate." Naomi looks uncomfortable, but she must know you're in control now.

"Where'd you get the earplugs?"

"At the library's front desk. They give them out for free so people can focus on studying."

You'd like to get Naomi's shirt off, but aren't ready to let her arms go just yet, so you slide your hands inside the tank top and squeeze and fondle her under the fabric.

"Alright Naomi, earlier today I asked you a question about being rude to people. You chose to have it make you horny...is it still working?"

"What do you mean is it still working? Of course it is."

"So when you called me a loser and threatened me..." you slide one hand out of her tank top and into her jeans, and then discover her panties are soaked through. You pull your hand out and stick your fingers in her mouth.

"Great, now for the real questions. You're a bitch, Naomi. A hot bitch, but still a bitch. You won't be picking on me any more, but you of all people should see the potential of my powers."

She nods slowly, sucking your fingers clean of her pussy juices. You unbutton her jeans and continue.

"Good. And to be clear, you're hot, but you're nothing I haven't seen before. Pillowtits over here is hot too and I think her tits might be nicer."

Naomi stares, impassive. She really is a bitch. Little digs like that just roll off her. "Any thoughts?" you give her a chance to reply while you pull your hand out of her mouth and unzip her fly.

Naomi thinks about it for a minute and then quietly says "the librari...I mean Pillowtits, actually isn't that hot, she just has big boobs and you're basic." She wriggles around underneath you, her pelvis rising off the ground. She's submitting to your interrogation, but she's right, it still turns her on to be rude, or to even want to. After a second she settles down and asks, "Anyway what does it matter who's hotter. I'm the only one you have any power over anymore. You gave her immunity."

"I gave her immunity to my questions." You pull Naomi's jeans down past her crotch revealing her sopping wet panties. She squirms a little underneath you. "Which is why I'd like your help. Don't worry, you'll still be a wretched bitch when it's over. Ready?"

She frowns and shakes her head slowly. You pull down her panties and slide your cock into her juicy, naturally-lubed pussy. She opens her mouth and gasps silently, her body rising underneath you with each pump of your pelvis. You bone your old bully harder and harder and when you feel a good rhythm going, you press your body against hers and whisper into her ear:

"Naomi, would you rather be able to ask Pillowtits the same would-you-rathers I can ask people or simply be obeyed blindly by anyone whose tits are out."

Naomi blinks and you feel her cunt tighten on your cock for a moment. She looks like she wants to say something, but she has to answer you. It feels good to be in charge again. It also feels good to be deep in Naomi's warm body. She opens her mouth to answer you, but hesitates.

"I...I'd rather be able to order around anyone whose tits are out." She looks relieved for a second, then grins. "Wait, you gave me magical powers so I'd use them for you?"

"I did."

"You some kind of idiot? What if I don't use it for you and I just do whatever I want? What if you get your tits out one day and then I'm in charge?"

"We've already been over this, Naomi. You're a total bitch. I could ask you one mean question and wipe your stupid personality, turn you into a total bimbo slut, whatever I want." You ram her pussy extra rough as you explain the situation. "But what I actually want right now is..."

"...more power." She finishes your sentence. She knows what you want cuz deep down it turns out you two are pretty similar. "You want me to help you. My god. Magical mind control powers and you can't even take care of your fuckin' self. What a fuckin' loser. I should...hhaaaI should...ahhhahh." And she writhes around violently as her pussy muscles clamp hard on your cock. Her classic bullying drives her straight to orgasm.

"Save it, bitch." You pull your cock out and blast your jizz all over her face. Some gets in her sleek brown hair, some on her chest. She squints her cum-covered eyes but you're pretty sure you see her grin a tiny bit in the corner of her mouth. Confident you're in charge again for the moment, you stand up and pull your pants on.

"Alright Naomi, go ahead and wake up Pillowtits."

Naomi grabs the beer bottle off the table and walks over to the passed out Pillowtits. She slides the bottle up under the librarian's skirt and positions the long neck between her legs. Then she slides it in, and Pillowtits tosses in her sleep. Naomi keeps wriggling it around, though, and Pillowtits looks increasingly uncomfortable until Naomi finally slaps the bottom of the bottle and jerks her hand out. Pillowtits jumps to her feet and then wavers unsteadily. The bottle does not hit the ground, so it must be still inside of her, under her skirt.

"Hey Pillowtits, take off your skirt."

Pillowtits immediately starts taking it off, as a look of confusion and horror erupts on her face. She pulls the black cloth over her broad hips and once it clears her thighs it simply falls to the floor. She's standing there in her panties with the bottle sticking out. Naomi giggles and says "Good, now lie down on the table top and fuck yourself with that beer bottle."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" demands Pillowtits, but still she follows the orders immediately. The real power of your ability might lie not in influencing or changing people, but in creating magical impossibilities, in changing the very nature of the world. Naomi has an incredible, if weird, power now, but most importantly, she can now directly do your will without the same kind of backfiring your questions so often allow.

Pillowtits is masturbating on her back and as she rolls her head around in pained ecstasy she asks "what the hell is wrong with you pervs, and what hell is wrong with me?" Naomi quickly explains that the immunity you granted is only useful against your would-you-rathers. She leaves out the part about how simply covering up Pillowtits' chest would free her immediately from this nightmare. Eventually, she has Pillowtits crawling around behind her quietly awaiting further orders.

It's time to leave the library. "Pillowtits, where is the nearest access to the library intercom?"

Pillowtits, on her hands and knees, looks up at you, and sneers hatefully. She's ignoring you, but Naomi drops to a squat next to her and slaps her hard across the face.

"Answer him, Pillowtits."

"Right over there," she tosses her head to the left, "every floor has one, you stupid motherfucker."

"Be polite." Naomi slaps her again and she looks down, trying to swallow her tears. The three of you round the shelves and there it is hanging on the wall of a nearby pillar. You pick up the handset and hear a click. The intercom has a standard phone interface and you're pretty sure you have to do something with it before you can address the whole building.

"Tell him what he needs to know, Pillowtits." Naomi read your mind.

"Yes ma'am. All you need to do, sir, is mark #1 to page the whole building. When you're done, just hang it up. Would you like me to explain the other codes?" She's got some nice manners for an enslaved and halfnaked victim crawling around on all fours. Naomi's doing great work.

How do you answer Pillowtits? Will you address the whole library or do you have another use for the intercom?