Controlling Maisie, by Tonyrolo

“Hold on Marcie, didn’t we cover this story already?”

“We did Gina. But that was only a branch, written by Hvast. The original author was so infatuated with my brilliant analysis and sharp critique that he submitted his own branch for review. You know, the usual.”

“Yeah, like the billion Harem Hotel stories we now have to do all thanks to fucking Diss.”

“Indeed, now we are reading Controlling Maisie, by Tonyrolo"

“…”

“Gina, do not…”

“FUCK YOU, TONY!”

“Gina, we really need to start differentiating. While the self-evident truth of anybody named Tony being a miscreant has been scientifically proven, we can not include all variations of the name Tony in that assessment.”

“Why not?”

“For example, you would not say Tonya would fit the bill, right?”

“Of course not, Marcie.”

“See.”

“I mean here name’s Toy anyways.”

“Why do I have the feeling that was a rather poorly timed statement?”

“Ugh, are we reading this shit or just talking about random shit?”

“We do. We covered the basic premise already when we read Hvast’s branch but to summarize, this is about a girl that is cursed to have to obey one male master. That male master can do whatever he wants to Maisie including changing her appearance and give her superpowers.”

“That sounds sexist. Why does it have to be a male?”

“Yes, quite sexist indeed. It is a good thing your own curse was not, Gina. Which is why you ended up getting owned by me.”

“...so we have a whole bunch of branches to pick from.”

“Well, somewhat. We can only read a branch from the original author of course. And it appears he has managed to complete the main branch. A rarity in these parts. Why do we not honor such commitment by reading it?”

“Ugggh, this will take foreeeeeeever!”

READING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“Ok, so this fucker like takes control immediately and makes her call him master and shit.”

“He is proactive. I do like that.”

“What a scumbag.”

“Let us not be to hasty, Gina. We have another choice to make.”

“Oh, so it’s one of those stories, ugh…”

“Only the first three branches are from the original author. We could go with the transforming one...”

“We got enough of that with Harem Hotel, Marcie.”

“Alright, alright. How about the one that says whatever Maisie wants? That sounds potentially fun.”

“Sure.”

“In this branch, Maisie takes the initiative and makes our protagonist give her bigger breasts.”

“And the branch ends. Great, it’s literally the same shit as with Hvast. Can we stop here?”

“No, Gina.”

“Fucking hell.”

But before we backtrack, I feel the growing urge to point out the disgustingly uncentered pictures the author uses. That is not acceptable. Here is a guide how to fix this. Fix it. Fix it now!”

“You good, Marcie?”

“Yes.”

Wait, is she actually bored? Here you are with the power to do absolutely anything your twisted mind could conceive to Maisie, and she is so convinced of your impotence that she is just waiting for you to capitulate and let her go so she can fuck some other guys who she deems worthy for that. It suddenly hits you - Maisie didn't choose to confide in you because she trusts you or values your friendship. She did it because she thinks you are so weak and pathetic that, even with total and undeniable power over her, she can still twist you around her little finger and get you to do whatever she wants just because she is pretty. Something about that revelation spurs you into action.

“This bitch has the people reading skills of you, Marcie.”

“Hm, I do not know, Gina. I think her people reading skills are rather abysmal.”

“...bitch boy takes Maisie home and makes her strip.”

“Slowly and very erotically. Not bad.”

“You are enjoying this aren’t you, Marcie?”

“Hm, a little bit. I think their relationship is rather cute. The master is clearly in charge but he does care enough about Maisie do not just assault her. I like it when authors find a good balance.”

“Ok, so now these dorks are playing naked hide and seek.”

"No Maisie, I would never make you do that unless you wanted to" you assure her sincerely, but there is a caveat "But Maisie, you can't sleep with any other man, or do anything sexual with anyone else. I'm sorry"

“Now that is just rude. I for one to allow Gina to have sexual interactions with other people. If I approve of them first.”

“You whore me out to Marel.”

“I view it more as special shareholder privileges.”

Words Said in Anger

“Something rather annoying is that this story tends to spoil the chapter with the title. Such as this. It makes reading the chapter feel somewhat redundant.”

“The psycho freaks out at Maisie because she only slept with him so he gets off her back. Geez, maybe don’t order her to answer honestly if you can’t take the heat.”

“He does give Maisie some rather harsh orders, like staying nude indefinitely and storms off. Luckily for Maisie(and unluckily for my enjoyment) our protagonist comes to his senses rather quickly.”

"Oui, ça a parfaitement fonctionné. C'est comme si j'avais toujours parlé comme ça, Master"

“Uncentered images, French languages. Why is this story about Body Control so intend on spoiling my fun?”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Marcie.”

"Okay then, lets set some general precautions before we start any of this" you begin "Maisie, whenever we are exploring my kinks and fetishes, your safety word is 'serendipity'. As soon as you say it, whatever we are doing ends. If you can't talk you can think your safety word, and it will still work. And you cannot come to any physical harm or be injured in anything we do together"

“And now we are moving too far into the cute territory. *sigh* If it is consensual body control what is even the point?”

“Yeah, too bad, Marcie. No freaky humiliation fetish for you in this.”

“The protagonist turns Maisie into a catgirl for the heck of it. Unfortunately their sexy time is interrupted by a new girl, Ann.”

“Ok? The fuck is this loser dweeb doing? He isn’t even getting much done with Maisie and he is already adding another girl?”

"What are you doing? Why are you fucking this up for me?" you whisper to Maisie while Ann is briefly out of the room.

“Fucking fucker!”

“Gina, please.”

“I mean, come on!”

“Ann then vanishes and is never seen again for the rest of the story.”

“That was pointless.”

“Meanwhile the protagonist goes out with a naked invisible catgirl Maisie.”

“I am beginning to believe Tony has a nudity kink.”

"And what could possibly go wrong?"

“I think what you meant to say was...what could pawsibly go wrong? Amateur.”

"Maisie, you will now always be able to judge what the best thing to say to anyone is in any situation. You will be able to read their body language and intentions to verbally charm them and win their favour. This skill will not work on me under any circumstances and cannot be used in your social or familial interactions. This is not mind control and it is not guaranteed to work on every occasion. But it will maximise your ability to gain freebies, discounts, VIP treatment, move the the front of queues and talk your way out of parking tickets, things like that"

“Smart...I would like to say, except he left in a typo. Maisie is now able to move the front queues to wherever she likes. The mayhem she could create with that power is tremendous!”

It had been around twenty years since your first date with Maisie, the one that had ended with you telling her unequivocally that you were in love with her and two of you sharing the first kiss that had felt legitimate and not influenced by the curse. You did get to a second date, then a third and a fourth and, on the fifth, when you once again told Maisie you loved her, she finally said it back. Just a few months later, when you asked her to marry you, she said yes.

“HOLY TIMESKIP!”

“Yes, a bit of an odd choice, given that we are only 18 chapters into the story. 18 relatively short chapters I might add.”

"I'm really glad you came to me with this. You're right, it all sounds highly suspicious" Holly tells you between sips from her mug

“Holly! Holly is here!”

“You’re one review early, Gina.”

“Alright, so married bitch boi now has two daughters and he is worried about the curse affecting his eldest, Jessie, because she suddenly fell in love with a friendzoned bitch boi. The only logical way to handle this is to turn Maisie back to an 18 year old so she can go snooping around her daughters love life.”

*Heavy Marcie breathing*

“What now, Marcie?”

“This picture. It looks normal at first glance, but I can tell. It is uncentered. Gina fetch me my ruler.”

“ugh.”

“I KNEW IT! THE LEFT SIDE IS CLOSER THAN THE RIGHT! THIS IS EVEN WORSE THAN WHEN IT IS MASSIVELY UNCENTERED!”

“In non dumb shit, Maisie adopts the persona of Emily, some distant British relative, to snoop around her daughters Jessie’s lovelife. We are also introduced to a whole bunch of other women like Holly.”

“…”

“and Tammy”

“…”

“and Haley.”

“…”

“and Kelly.”

“excessive leaking*

“Oh, wow. That took you longer than I expected.”

“These names are…”

*Gina plugs her ears*

"THE MOST DISGUSTING FIGURATION OF LETTERS I EVER LAID MY EYES UPON! 6 CHARACTERS! ALL ENDING ON Y! FIVE OF THEM FIVE LETTERS LONG! NOT EVEN WRYNN IS THAT INEPT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

*sounds of ears being plugged further*

“GINA! CANCEL THE WEDDING PLANS!”

“You mean the one we are not attending?”

“YES! THIS ONE IS MORE IMPORTANT! THIS AUTHOR HAS FAILED ME FOR THE LAST TIME! I KNEW I SHOULD NOT HAVE TRUSTED SOMEONE WITH THE NAME TONY!”

“Oh look, there’s a flashback about the witch who made the curse.”

“..”

“Her name’s Amy.”

*crack*

“...uh-oh…”

“HUAAAAAAAAARGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

*massive mental crashout*

TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES

“Gadzooks! What happened here?”

“Names, names happened. Also your early. Also never say that again.”

“Yep, was expecting a bit more of a challenge hacking myself into the mainframe and disabling the Firewall. Long time no see and all that.”

“...”

“Soooo, you’re getting into the box now ooor...?”

“Not before we finish this fucking review. And Marcie’s out cold.”

“Ok...you’re telling me, because…?”

“Here’s your fucking tag.”

Tracy: “Eww...Uhh, hey that wasn’t part of the deal!”

Gina: “Get to reviewing!”

Tracy: “Eeep!”

"Probably bullshit" Jessie lied "But I feel like with anything like that, which we don't understand properly, it's better to play it safe. If anyone brings it up in conversation, I try to shut it down, especially if someone from outside the family is there. You should do the same if it happens again"

Tracy: “Ok, that’s kinda cool. I like how both character try to bamboozle each other. I like stuff like that.”

Gina: “And to prove to the asshole boyfriend that they are legit, Maisie now has to make out with her own daughter. I bet you like that too.”

Tracy: “Woah! I do have my lines, you know!”

Gina: “Good. I can maybe get behind Sister incest but anything parent related is creeping me the fuck out.”

Tracy: Hehehe.”

Gina: “And Craig turns out to be a douchebag. Figures. Why is everyone in this story a fucking moron?”

Tracy: “Trusting a guy was her first mistake. Hey, mind if I fondle Marcie’s tits while doing this whole review thing?”

Gina: “Yeah sure.”

Tracy: “Ok, so in order to prevent the girls to fall under the curse of some douchebag jocks, they are instead handing them over to a bunch of nerds. Lemme tell you from experience nerds aren’t much better.”

Gina. “If anything, there much worse.”

Tracy: “And since Craig’s last order before he got put into a coma was that Jessie has to be naked, she is now unable to wear clothes. Forever. Which admittedly is pretty hot.”

Gina. “Ugh, isn’t the other bitch supposed to be the nudist freak?”

Tracy: “Wrong season, Gina.”

"Haley, for now you will carry on as normal and tell nobody about our arrangement under any circumstances, nor will you do or say anything which might indirectly expose me to anyone as your Master. Before you go, you will provide me with your phone number. You will read and respond to ANY texts I send you at any time immediately and as an urgent priority, never switching off your phone or changing your number. Nobody else's words or actions can ever counteract or overpower my commands, including those from any relatives of yours who may be given unnatural talents by their own masters. From this day forward, you will be completely obedient and unflinchingly loyal to me in all circumstances. Effectively, you are my property. Do you understand?"

Gina: "Handing control over to a bunch of nerds ended up about as well as one might expect. I'm getting Marcie flashbacks here."

Tracy. “Offer to ditch the bitch and join us still stands, you know.”

Gina: “I sooner turn into a mermaid.”

Tracy: “Ok we get a little bit of body control with Tammy, fairly...tame stuff. Hehehe. Am I doing it, right?”

Gina: “No.”

Tracy: “Haah. I really don’t get what you see in this skank, besides the tits, obviously.”

"Okay, then Kelly, you are now synced to my PS5 controller"

Tracy: “Hold up. Isn’t this story supposed to take place twenty years in the future?”

Gina: “Yeah, so?”

Tracy: “PS5 should be retro by then. Why are they playing with retro stuff? I mean, if they are into that, sure but..”

Gina: “Nobody cares about that nerd shit, you nerd.”

Tracy: “Hey! I’m a kickass cyborg hacker goth kitty, you know!”

Gina: “Only a nerd would think that’s cool.”

"I don't think so. There were loud sound effects whenever one of them landed a punch or kick but physically they seemed unaffected. For all of their faults, neither Carl nor Martin are evil.

Carl's relationship with Haley had very quickly changed since he had decided to activate her curse. At first his feelings towards her had been bitter and resentful, thinking her a bitch who deserved to be taught a lesson after years of acting like he didn't exist. However, after a few days of spending time with Haley, and despite virtually no encouragement whatsoever, he had become completely infatuated with her. It didn't mean he was going to stop her from playing the video games he loved so much, but he had certainly turned out to be a far kinder master than she had anticipated from their first encounter.

Tracy: “The story does this weird thing were it hypes these guys up as totally not evil assholes but you are literally enslaving girls and playing with them like toys! But congrats on having some moral boundaries, I guess?”

Gina: “I’m sure Marcie would cream herself at the whole videogame nerd shit.”

Tracy: “Don’t get me wrong, that’s hot as fuck. Just wish the masters were some sexy girls instead of these ugly fuckers.”

Gina: “My girl.”

"I guess not" Jessie sighed as she walked into the room and quickly found herself surrounded by businessmen as if they were sharks.

Gina: “Don’t give sharks a bad name.”

Tracy: “Stacy used to hunt creeps like these for sport.”

Gina: “For money.”

Tracy: “Eh, same thing.”

"We need to try and dig for information at the meal tonight. But subtly. And Kelly, don't talk about this conversation to anyone outside this room, okay?"

Tracy: “Ok, but couldn’t she just write the information down?”

Maisie's husband had remembered "would you kindly" being used for such purposes in an old video game. One far too old, Philip was confident when he looked it up, for either Martin or Carl to have played.

Tracy: “I obviously got the reference, but...so this takes place in the future after all? Or are these nerds just really into retro games?”

Gina: “How about you shut the fuck up already with that stupid shit nobody gives a fuck?”

Tracy: “Geez louise, you always like this to your guests?”

Gina: “No, I haven’t wedgied you yet.”

for example, he had told her not to talk about the conversation they had earlier where they figured out that Tina couldn't be Emily's master. So Kelly was just going to text Emily about it later

Tracy: “SEE! SEE! I KNEW IT!”

Gina: “Yeah, yeah…so, the only way to defeat a bunch of nerds is to kick them into the balls, or enlist the help of gamer girl, who’s really into magic, I guess.”

"OHMYFUCKINGGODFUCKMEI'MGOINGTOBEAWITCH!" Tina squealed with excitement.

Tracy: “Sounds familiar...”

Gina. “There is a bit of spying and counter spying going on and these dickheads are all way to smug in their shit assery.”

Tracy: “Kinda sounds like someone we know.”

Gina: “Eh, you see, the difference with Marcie is that at least she gets fucked up every now and then.”

Tracy: “Really?”

Gina: “She is literally out cold, gets her tits molested and is about to get stuffed into a box to be shipped off to some demented porn wedding."

Tracy: “I think I see your point.”

Gina: “Point being that if this was Noname High these nerd fuckers would have already gotten their shit kicked out of them and their dicks locked up.”

Tracy: “And if this was Harem Hotel they would have been all turned into busty bimbo’s. Well not on our season obviously, but you know...”

"Jessie, you only want me as your master. If anyone tries to persuade you to switch to someone else, you will tell them you are happy with me and we have completely made up over what happened before. And if anyone asks you if I commanded you to feel this way, you will deny it. Also Jessie, you will stop blaming me for what happened at the party. You will blame yourself for lying to me about the nature of your curse and upsetting me. Finally Jessie, you will forget I commanded you to love me and be convinced your feelings for me are genuine. And if anyone tries to tell you otherwise, you will not believe them."

Gina: “Can we kill him already?”

Tracy: “Now you’re speaking my language!”

Gina: “A lot of other stuff happens but this shitshow of a review has gone on for long enough already. Basically, the good guys all managed to convince the dickheads to give up the girls. Voluntarily even, which means we didn’t even get the catharsis of seeing them get kicked into the balls.”

Tracy: “It’s a happy end until that bit with Tammy.”

Gina. “Tammy made a deal with the witch who’s behind it all and basically erases the curse but it also rewrites Tammy’s whole reality and gives her a new life.”

Tracy: “Ugh, hit’s a bit too close to home, that one. Reality rewrites are far too common in Harem Hotel.”

Gina: “Oh toughen up.”

Tracy: “Mimi.”

Gina: “Mimiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!”

Tracy: And yeah, that’s that, I guess. Umm...I think here I have to say...hey Gina, what do you think about this story?”

Gina: “Eh, it had some cool ideas but I didn’t like how the fuckbois got off scot free. Like, sure killing is maybe going a little too far, but at least castrate them?”

Tracy: “Heh, violence, Hum, let’s see….this author’s really into nudity! There are other kinks out there, you know. Like Big Breasts! And milking!”

Gina: “And maybe spend some more time with Maisie? For a story called Controlling Maisie there sure as fuck wasn’t much controlling Maisie in here.”

Tracy: “The sexy time could have been increased? We get Jessie stripping nude for a presentation and that gamer stuff, but the sexy stuff took a lot of a backseat whenever there was plot happening.”

Gina: Still, it wasn’t complete trash. The story actually got finished, which is like the fucking holy grail around here. And it knocked Marcie out, so it gets points for that, too."

Tracy: “Sooo, we done?”

Gina: “Don’t steal my lines. But yeah. We’re done.”

Tracy: “Awesome!”

Gina: “You know, for an incestuous sex-obsessed robot, you’re pretty cool.”

Tracy: “Heh, thanks.”

Gina. “So, how about you just take Marcie and leave me out of whatever demented shit you have planned?”

Tracy: “You know, Gina. I was planning on doing that.”

Gina: “…”

Tracy: “But you insulted Tonya, and worse called me a Nerd. Now, that I can not let slide.”

Gina: “H-hey...I was just joking around!”

Tracy: “How fitting, because it’s now time for you to become the butt of the joke!”