You can still back out of being a bad person.
Ahahaha no way
Right there in the open. She keeps going, with no word from you to stop, and pulls out a set of smallish but perfect tits from her black bra.

"So you'll do anything I say? Anything at all?"
"YES! Please tell me what to do!" she says, relief clear in her eyes. "I don't care what it is. I'm having trouble even breathing without your permission. It makes me so happy to obey you, please..." and she starts to cringe in front of you again.
"Okay. You need to put away your breasts and come home with me. I'll give you more instructions there."
"YES! Anything you want!" she says.
***
Less than half an hour later, she's in your room, almost naked, perfect, posing for you and enjoying the effect she knows she's having on the center of her world.

"Does my body please my Master?"
She started calling you that on the way home. There's only one conclusion to come to. She's some kind of BDSM nut and she's had a nervous breakdown, probably due to the accident. And you have no idea what turning her down would do; she could go crazy and start attacking you and others.
Look at what your dick's gone and done. She sees your nervous smile, takes it for affirmation and strips off her tiny bikini bottom.

"I need to know I'm pleasing you. I need it. Will you fuck me, please, Master?"
You'd need to be some way beyond a saint to resist this.
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