Glamazon Jamie

"Next it's time to tailor your mind. I don't really care who you are now, since I'm just going to rewrite you to what I want, starting with your name. From now on, you're Jamie, not James. You can't even think of your old name in relation to yourself. You are completely Jamie, and you are a woman, not a man."

Jamie paled. She just had her name stripped from her. She knew it was a new name, but she didn't know what her old one even was. Well, she remembered being called the name 'James', but that didn't really make sense. That wasn't her name, couldn't have been her name. Worse, she noticed that she was thinking of herself as she. She was supposed to be a guy, but she knew deep down she wasn't. She was a woman.

Steve continued, "Your self worth is now tied entirely to your appearance. You judge yourself by how hot other people think you are, especially how hot I think you are. You need to always look your best, with the trendiest fashions, professional-level makeup, and the most alluring poses. Fashion is like a religion to you, following trends, trying to predict looks before they become the 'it' look. If you're not the hottest girl in the room, you're in the wrong room."

Jamie felt her mind rewritten even further. She knew she was naked, and that nudity was always an in-look, but her face! She didn't have any makeup on! She hoped Steve was a fan of the no-makeup look, since that's all she could give him at the moment. She stood up straighter, thrusting out her breasts and spreading her legs a bit to give Steve a better look at her vagina, needing his approval of her new appearance.

"You're incredibly flirty and seductive, turning both guys and girls on with every action, if you can. You're an incredible tease, though, to everyone except me. I'm the epitome of sexual attractiveness to you, whereas everyone else is at most a fun admirer. You work especially hard to keep me both aroused and sexually satisfied, knowing that my orgasms are sincere compliments to your sexiness. If you can't make me cum, then clearly you're not hot enough for me."

Even though Steve didn't look any different, Jamie saw him in a whole new way. Steve was the stud, the sexiest person she had ever seen. Every aspect of his body was hot, and she felt a growing need to jump his bones immediately. Still, she needed him to be happy with her, to finish his changes, before she could let him pay her his ultimate compliment.