Amanda & Rob

Back at the Wilson house, the new compulsion wave washed over Amanda and Rob while they were still tangled together on the bed.

Amanda felt the Flirty Tease change settle into her genius-level mind like a perfect weapon. Her thoughts sharpened with seductive intent. Every word, every glance, every light touch could now be turned into playful, irresistible teasing. She looked down at the tiny, lingerie-clad girl who used to be her father and smiled with wicked delight.

Rob, meanwhile, was hit with Obedient Girl. The compulsion sank deep. Resisting direct commands already felt difficult… and obeying felt incredibly good. Her airhead mind made resistance even weaker.

Amanda ran a finger slowly down Rob’s bare side, watching the smaller girl shiver. “Well, well… look at you, baby. So tiny and pretty in your little strings. Doesn’t it feel nice when I touch you?”

Rob nodded quickly, cheeks flushing. “Y-yes…”

Amanda’s voice dropped into a sultry, teasing purr. “Say it properly. Call me Mommy.”

Rob’s eyes widened for a second — a brief flash of the old father-daughter relationship flickering in her mind. This woman towering over her used to be her daughter. She used to tuck Amanda in at night, help with homework, give fatherly advice. Now she was the tiny, submissive one in barely-there lingerie, and Amanda was calling the shots.

The obedient compulsion pushed harder. It felt so good to give in.

“Yes, Mommy,” Rob whispered obediently, her voice breathy and sweet.

Amanda’s smile widened. She leaned down and kissed along Rob’s neck, one hand sliding up to cup a small, perky breast. “Good girl. God, it’s funny, isn’t it? You used to be my dad. You used to tell me what to do. Now look at you… my cute little sister, so eager to obey Mommy.”

Rob whimpered softly as Amanda pinched her nipple, the pleasure mixing with the deep, humiliating thrill of the new dynamic. “I… I know, Mommy. It’s so different now…”

Amanda chuckled, low and dominant. She sat up, straddling Rob’s waist, and slowly peeled off her own top, letting her full MILF breasts bounce free. “That’s right. And you love it, don’t you? Being Mommy’s obedient little toy.”

Rob’s eyes were locked on Amanda’s chest. The compulsion made refusal almost impossible. “Yes, Mommy… I love it.”

Amanda ground her hips slowly against Rob’s body, teasing them both. “Then show me. Spread your legs for Mommy.”

Rob obeyed instantly, parting her thighs wide. The movement made her tiny red lingerie shift, exposing her smooth, eager pussy. A happy little sigh escaped her as the act of obeying sent a rush of warmth through her.

Amanda reached down and stroked her teasingly, fingers gliding over wet folds. “Such a good, obedient girl. You don’t have to think anymore. Mommy will do all the thinking… and you’ll do whatever I say.”

She slid two fingers inside Rob, curling them expertly while her thumb circled her clit. Rob moaned loudly, hips bucking up to meet every thrust.

“Tell Mommy how much you love being her little sister,” Amanda commanded, voice thick with arousal and dominance.

“I love it, Mommy!” Rob gasped, obedient and lost in pleasure. “I love being your good little girl… ahh~”

Amanda kept fingering her faster, leaning down to suck on one of Rob’s sensitive nipples while whispering filthy praise. The contrast hung heavy in the air: the former father, now a tiny, airheaded, obedient plaything for the daughter who had become a dominant, teasing “Mommy.”

Rob came hard around Amanda’s fingers, crying out “Mommy!” as her body shook. Amanda didn’t stop, drawing out every last whimper until Rob was a trembling, obedient mess beneath her.

Amanda finally pulled back, licking her fingers clean with a satisfied smirk. “We’re just getting started, baby. Mommy has so many ideas for her cute little sister…”

Rob looked up at her with dazed, adoring eyes. “Yes, Mommy…”