Experiment with your Ownership powers.

It feels so odd. Sure, Kelly is only one of your possessions, but she’s become almost your partner in crime. She’s just as aware of your powers now as you are, more than anyone else, and she takes even more sexual glee in you using them to your own ends than you do. Is this a quality of hers she’s always had, that you only recently were able to bring to the surface? Or is this what you’ve made of her? Will your mother become like her too?

Putting those questions aside, you decide to really step up your experimenting. Looking at her carefully, you tell Kelly, “You know, as your owner, I think you should have pink hair. Not dyed pink, but naturally bright pink hair. It’s going to be like that, starting now.” So far, you’ve been able to influence the people under your control, mess with their minds...but could you also do the same for their bodies?

Even after all you’ve seen, you aren’t expecting it as her hair does change colors, in a sweeping arc. Suddenly, her hair is exactly as you were imagining it, and she’s holding a lock of it in front of her face to see it better. “You’re able to change us more than we thought...” she wonders aloud. The sheer power you have is once again staggering. Kelly gets a familiar glint in her eyes and tells you, “What are you going to do to me now?”

Before you answer her question, you tell her, “Let’s take this to my room.” She follows you dutifully through the house into the room you grew up in. Shutting and locking it behind you, your attention turns once more to Kelly. What was once a person is now a canvas for your art. Daring to go farther, you tell her, “I don’t think Caucasian is a good look. You should have the skin tone and general features of an African-American woman.” Even stranger looking than before, you see her pale skin darken all over her body, like someone is adjusting the sliders on a photo editing program. Smaller details change too, as her nose gets wider, her butt grows a little larger, and she looks just subtly different in immeasurably different ways. “Nevermind, go back to being Caucasian.”

The process repeats itself, only in reverse, and now Kelly is back to how she was, only still with pink hair. She looks as amazed as you feel, but you don’t have time for that. “Strip naked,” you command, and she happily complies. You look her body over, completely aware now of how she is yours to play with as you see fit. There doesn’t seem to be any limits to what you can do to Kelly. You could make her breasts larger. You could make her a giantess. You could turn her into a man.