Give a few "suggestions" while making new friends.

As we entered our first movie studio we could already see that they were quite busy, with actors and extras walking around, dressed for whatever roles they were playing in whatever movies they were in. After we parked our car (and made sure the "toys" we bought were well hidden) I noticed a few security cameras here and there. It would seem that we'd have to make a quick stop at their security camera room before we could do too much. After we talked to some security guards we made our way to said room, and ordered the guards there to wipe the footage for today. We then made our way out of the security camera room and back out into the movie studio, plotting our next moves.

"Well, I guess we should go into a few buildings and talk with the directors, writers and actors, and tell them to spice up their movies and to give the audience a good show." I informed my small group.

The first building we walked into seemed to be in the middle of a shoot, so we waited for them to be done with their current scene so we could give the director some ideas. The movie itself seemed to be about some detective themed movie, solving some crime, or whatever. All I cared about at the moment was if there were any female characters in the movie, and how many female characters were also in the movie. After they finished up their current scene, the person I assumed to be the director walked up to a male and female actor that were just in the scene that they filmed. I walked up to them and started a conversation.

"Hi, are you the director for this movie?" I asked him.

"Why yes, I'm-" He was about to say, before I interrupted him.

"Great! Anyway, how many female actors around the ages of 18 and 49 are in this movie you're filming?" I asked him.

"Well, there are two love interests for the detective, one female villain, and four female side characters in-" He continued to reply, before I interrupted him, again.

"Fantastic! Aaaanyway, add some ENF scenes for every female character, also ENF is slang for embarrassed nude female if you didn't already know that, am I understood?" I asked him.

"But of course! I'll have to talk to the writer about it too though." He replied.

"Okay, where is he or her?" I asked him.

"The writer is currently on her way her, she wanted to discuss a few things about the movie with me today, so-" He continued until I, yet again, interrupted him.

"Perfect! Aaaaaaaaanyway, when will she be here?" I asked him.

"Any minute now, actually, want me to tell you when she gets here?" He asked.

"Sure, I'll be nearby, in the meantime, you can go back to working on your conversation." I responded.

After our one sided conversation, he went back to talking with the two actors, while we waited for the writer to arrive, so that she can be made to agree with the ENF scenes.

"... So, ENF scenes? You could simply ask him and every other director that you're going to meet to have full frontal nudity in their movies." My Familiar told me.

"I don't believe that I can simply tell them to add such scenes. If I did, then yes, they would add them, BUT depending on what kind of movie they were making, one of three things could happen. One: the age ratings would shoot all the way up to R, which could hurt the directors and writers, leading to my influence over them becoming a waste of time. Two: the movies wouldn't be approved by the big wigs up top. Finally Three: while I could spend some time to mind control said big wigs, and ratings agencies, multiple films that were supposed to be rated at least lower than R would be shown all around the world, and some people might find that suspicious. I have yet to influence any major governments or intelligence agencies, and I don't want them to investigate why Hollywood turned into the biggest porn studio seemingly over night." I informed her.

"Fair enough, but you will order at least a few directors and writers to add some full frontal nudity though?" She asked me.

"Oh, of course I will, I'm cautious, but I'm not that cautious." I replied.

We continued to wait for about five to ten more minutes until the director came up to us with someone else in-tow.

"Hello again, this here is the writer for our movie, her name is Susan Hughes." The director informed me.

She wasn't beautiful, she wasn't ugly, really she was just a regular woman, but still fuckable, she was probably in her thirties, so not really much of a milf. She had short brown hair with brown eyes, modest breasts, white skin, but while she wasn't tan she at least has seen some sun from what it looks like, she also wore glasses, wore some casual clothing (jeans and a button up shirt), and some high heels.

"Hello there, what can I do for for? The director told me you wanted to see me?" She asked me.

"Yes, help the director add some ENF scenes to the movie, also write more about ENF situations in any future books you write." I ordered her to do.

"Sure, I can do that for you, anything else?" She asked.

"Well, answer my two questions I guess; One: are you in a relationship? And Two: where are you currently living?" I asked her.

"I broke up with my boyfriend almost a year ago now, and I live in a high class apartment in New York City, but while I'm here in Hollywood I'm living in a four star hotel until the movie is done." She answered me.

"Hmm, well in that case, Familiar, give Susan the Harem Treatment." I ordered my Familiar to do.

"Already done, Master Anon." My Familiar informed me.

"Good, now Susan, you will go to this hotel and you'll now be living in this hotel room during your time here, also you'll start living in this hotel room with the rest of my harem until I say otherwise, once you get to this room, I'll give you further orders once I get back there." I informed her.

"Of course, Master." Susan replied.

"... Also show me your tits." I told her to do.

She did just that, unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her white bra, which she then pulled up, revealing her breasts, which were much smaller compared to Fukawa's, but definitely not flat chested, and still grope-able. I pulled out my phone and took a few pictures of her breasts, after I took a few pictures I groped her chest for about a solid minute, and then I finally gave her a not too hard but still firm slap across her face and told both her and the director to get back to what they had planned for the day.

"I would of thought you'd take that actress as a harem candidate, or at least take her first, but I suppose there are countless other stars to enslave around every corner, and taking one too many stars without a place to put them all could cause a headache." My Familiar said.

"That is true, but really I don't plan on adding much of any stars to my harem collection, not even the most beautiful or cute ones. I'll just stick to everyone else for now." I informed my Familiar.

"Really? Why wouldn't you acquire the most famous of people? They both look good and have money and/or influence, so why not enslave and fuck a lot of them?" My Familiar asked me.

"It's quite simple really, not mentioning the Hollywood reporters that would stop at nothing to make it known to the world who "insert celebrity here" is fucking, I have two other main reasons I won't be adding much of any stars in my main harem. One: disease and ****, stars are typically hot, and have a lot of sex and do a lot of ****. Not all of them do this, but a fair few of them more than likely do, and I'm both not a worshiper of Nurgle and I'm not into any type of ****, and I want my slaves to be **** and STD free. And Two: why settle for boring, human actresses, when I could more than easily go into a dimension where, say the actress for Black Widow is actually Black Widow, and not just an actress acting like Black Widow? To put it more simply, if I could get the "real" Black Widow with no **** or STD problems, then why should I get their actor counterparts? That's how I see it at least, and while the actor for Black Widow more than likely doesn't have any **** problems or STDs, other actresses probably do, so why not play it safe and play the waiting game, where once the world is mine, I can THEN go dimension hoping, getting every hot heroine under the sun?" I informed my Familiar.

"......... Well, okay, I guess, but, whatever, let's just continue with our job." She replied, sounding very done with my bullshit.

After that long explanation, we continued walking around the studio, entering building after building, talking to director, writer, and actor alike, ordering them to modify their movies to my liking. At the same time, the more famous actors and actresses I encountered I talked into "lending" me some money, forever, and to "convince" them that we're REALLY good friends. After that first studio, we carried onto the next one, and then the next one, and this continued until our feet were starting to get sore. Well, Fukawa's and Sasha's feet were getting sore, Familiar floats, and I suppose the magical power Molag Bal gave me also makes me overall a very fit person, being able to withstand many hardships. I'd have to test out just how powerful my powers were once we found the time to do so, maybe in a desert, or in the woods? Either way, I told Sasha to go back to the car, while ordering some security guards to escort her there and to protect her, you never know what could happen. While with Fukawa, I simply held her bridal style for the rest of the time we were walking around Hollywood. When it was just starting to get dark, I'd say we went around 20 studios, ordering countless directors and writers to add a scene or 50 about ENF situations and full frontal nudity in the already rated R movies. Finally looking at the time, I decided to walk back to the car so we could go back to the hotel, and maybe have some fun with our new ****.