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Chapter 7 by marshall626 marshall626

What will she choose?

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I do not plan on being consistent in publishing to this story but right now I have a few ideas that I'd like to write and share. I hope you enjoy and if you'd like to take over feel free too :)

You feel uncomfortable with the question you just asked and after a split second you realise something else you could do. "Wait, Would you rather answer that or not?"

Naomi's face seems to relax, "Not," she sighs.

"Good, but I'm not done... Would you rather know about my powers but never be able to talk about them unless we are alone or forget that I have them and be ignorant to anything I do to you?"

The look of relief fades a little and she thinks for a moment, "I'd much rather know what's happening, not only that I'm sure people would just think I was crazy if I tried telling them anyway so I'll know about them."

You smiled, "That's good, Would you rather strip naked and fuck any dudes you see after leaving here or never be able to lie to me and answer any question I ask?"

She huffs in frustration, "Like that's even a fucking question, I'll answer your fucking questions, you asshole."

You smile and motion towards the chair next to yours, you see Naomi about to say something then she realises it's pointless and takes a seat. "Good, So I'm curious if you had these powers what exactly would you ask me?" you probed.

She looked completely shocked and you could see her try to resist, "I-I'd ask... Would you rather do anything I told you to without remembering it or turn into my submissive girlfriend?"

You mull it over for a moment, "So you'd either have me become your **** or turn me into a girl?"

"That would be one way to see it yes..." She admitted.

You took another minute thinking then smile at her, your smile seems to unnerve her and she gets a worried look, "Okay, so say right now I suddenly become your **** what do you make me do?" You grinned.

Her face starts to turn red, "I'd order you to eat me out under the table."

"Would you rather take off your pants or let me do it for you?" You asked smiling.

She looked towards the floor and stood, "Uhm, I'd rather you do it," she confessed blushing lightly.

You stood and walked over to her and stopped right in front of her, she was looking down so you brought your hand up and lifted her head with her chin, while looking directly into her eyes you began to unzip her pants. You lowered yourself down onto your knees and slowly peeled them off slowly maintaining while eye contact, she stepped out of them and you looked down and lifted your hand up using your thumb to trace her pussy over her striped cotton panties, as you did you could see a slight damp spot.

You hooked your fingers in the elastic of her panties and slowly peeled them down, a string of her arousal kept her connected until her panties past about halfway down her thigh.

You continued pulling them down until she stepped out of them. You brought them up to your nose and took a nice deep breath, her smell was almost dizzying and it would have easily gotten you hard if looking at her cute puffy pussy hadn't done so already, she was an innie meaning most of her labia was hidden but you could easily see that she was damp, and just above her pussy was a nice fluffy little patch of hair.

"Does this situation turn you on?" You asked.

She looked away for a moment, "Yes," she stated bluntly.

"Okay go sit in that chair over thair and spread your legs, if anyone comes in they shouldn't be able to see me so you can just pretend to mess around on your phone or open a book or something while I fulfil your order," you teased.

She sauntered over to the chair you'd pointed at and gave you a sly smile as if to dare you. Taking up that dare you pulled her pants and panties under the table with you, you couldn't have anyone seeing them because that would ruin the fun.

Crawling forward you quickly began lightly caressing her thighs teasing her ever so slightly, you kissed her thigh which surprised her and caused her to yelp, "So what did you decide to do? Book or phone?" You asked, kissing the other thigh.

"Phone," she exhaled.

You continued to kiss her thighs working closer and closer to your prize, "What are you going to say if someone walks in here?"

Before she answered you buried your face into her crotch, you used your tongue to lap her sweet juices and you both let out a moan, "I-I don't know yet," she admitted.

"You taste great by the way," you backed away slightly and began teasing her, tracing her lips with your tongue and sucking them into your mouth.

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