Destroy her life

"No need to get involved, really..." Otis thinks to himself. He casually walks over to a free table by the windows and sits down. Pulling the Rulebook from his pocket, he finds his pen and starts writing:

Old rule: I can change peoples mental state by simply thinking about what I want it to be.

A pretty vague rule, but equally powerful. He puts the Rulebook back into his pocket and starts looking at the barista. With a simple thought, he makes the barista think - no, know- that it's freezing. Immediately, he sees her starting to shiver. Her exposed arms gets goosebumps and she yelps in surprise of the sudden change in temperature. Otis reverts his thought, and the barista returns to her normal state, although shocked by the experience.

OK, he thinks to himself. - Time to get started. First, he makes the barista be constantly horny. Not very much, but enough to keep here antsy. He glances up at her, and can already see the effect. As she’s taking an order, she looks visibly distracted and keeps shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

Otis focuses again, and makes her compelled to pinch her nipples and stroke her pussy, around once a minute. Once again he looks up, just as he sees her hand pinch her right nipple. She tries to be subtle about it, but doesn’t quite succeed. After not long he sees a hand going down to her crotch, seemingly to adjust something, but he can clearly see she gets in a quick rub. Some guests are also noticing, and gives her some strange looks.

Otis laughs to himself. Then he continues: her horniness increases if she cant get off, making her extremely horny and gushing wet if she goes two hours without an orgasm. - Let’s see you try to be subtle about that! he thinks to himself, smiling.

He focuses again. - Now, let’s get down to the life ruining parts, he grins. As her horniness increases, she starts getting more and more intrusive and humiliating sexual thoughts, like having the elderly store clerk **** her and fingerblast her roughly until she cums. Or being stripped naked by a TSA agent by the x-ray machines and ordered to fuck herself with her own hair brush. Her increased horniness also makes her blurt these intrusive thoughts out loud, like tourettes.

Otis is grinning ear to ear at his evil ****. - And finally, lets break her! A small, final change to her pshyce: she now has very low self esteem and craves validation. Because of this, she easily caves to being pressured.

Otis feels himself getting harder at the thought of this gorgeous barista seeing her life spiral down to an abused nympho slut. She will inevitably lose her job here, and will probably not be able to get a new one. Her sexual expressions will attract abusive assholes like flies to shit, and her terrible self esteem will have her do whatever perverse and degrading shit they can come up with. - If she’s not being assfucked, facefucked and gangbanged by strangers in a month, I’d be very surprised, he thinks to himself. And then bursts into a grin as he realizes she’ll probably be hooked on all kinds of **** too.