A new car.

Mandy had taken the four to her mother’s preferred car dealership. Sam had instructed Mandy to use her former queen bitch attitude to get the most authoritative woman in the place to meet with them. As a result the four were now seated in a private office used for platinum level VIP’s. Mindy and Mandy are not allowed to eat or drink anything, and Nikki is allowed to sample anything that Sam wants before presenting it to her goddess.

Soon the four are met by two employees. One is the owner of the dealership, a greying old man with a fake Texas accent, the other his right hand woman. She is an attractive middle aged woman with dark skin and even darker hair. She prepares to introduce herself, when Mr. Texas buts in.

“Hello there little ladies.” His voice already grating on Sam’s nerves. “I’m Henry Bresler, of the Bresler automotive empire. This is my number two gal, Tish Ravenwood.”

Tish rolls her eyes, and smiles accommodatingly. Sam motions for Mandy to continue, but watches the two with laser focus.

“Whatever.” Mandy announces annoyed with the old man. “I want to trade my car for something a bit bigger and sexier. My vehicle is registered through my mother’s account.”

“Well that’s wonderful to hear.” Once more Henry chimes in before Tish can speak. “All we need is your mother’s signature on some papers and we can begin.”

“Yeah, I don’t have the time for that.” Mandy’s bitchy tone cutting right through his Texas bullshit. “This isn’t my first time, you can just take care of all of that. I already know which car in your shitty lot we want.”

“Well, now little girl. That’s not how we operate around here.” He steps over to Mandy and places a hand on her shoulder. “I am well aware of who you are, and while your mother does have some excellent credit, I still need her to sign.”

Tish is utterly shocked and disgusted by this man’s actions. She looks toward his desk and stares at his phone. Sam takes this opportunity to stand and display her enhanced physique. With a hand full of steps she approaches the two and clears her throat. With his eyes focused on her she waves a single finger and shakes her head to dissuade him.

“I will not be threatened in my own building.” His hand slides down to Mandy’s waist, as his smirk grows. “If any of you tries anything I’ll have all of you arrested, and I’ll pay to have **** found on you all.”

“Sir that’s monstrous.” Tish can’t help but chime in against his disgusting behavior.

With speed that no one could have predicted, Sam has him by the throat, and hanging a foot off the floor. Her eyes are glowing a deep crimson just like her bracelets. Soon, the man is shrinking down to almost nothing but skin and bones. He is almost a literal shadow of his former self now. All of his strength, both physical and psychological has been drained and Sam’s obvious strength and height has increased.

Dropping his fragile twinkish form to the floor, she turns to Tish who begins to run to the desk. Sam beats her too the phone, throwing it from the desk. She carefully takes hold of Tish by her shoulder and waist. In a quick and effortless motion, Sam pulls her in to an embrace and kisses her deeply.

The power of the bracelets flowing between the two, Tish gains all of her former employer’s confidence and a fraction of his stolen strength. When they’re lips part the crimson glow is shared in their eyes. Sam has already “enlightened” the woman to her way of thinking. Sam releases her and she nearly falls over as she stumbles to the seat behind the desk.

“I will have all of the necessary paperwork taken care of right away Mistress.” Tish announces, a breathy presence to her voice now. “The keys will be ready for you when you reach the showroom floor. Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“As soon as you leave work tonight, join us at Mandy’s mother’s house.” Sam takes a pen from its tiny little cup and scrawls her phone number on a piece of stationery. “And if anything I should know about happens, call me.” Sam clicks the pen and then slides it between Tish’s exposed cleavage.

“Yes mistress.” Tish responds with excitement.