Harry Arrives

There's a knock on the door, her mother shouts up to Betsie "Harry's here, I'm popping out for a bit!". She enters the dining room to see the Harry sitting up the oak dining table with his computer open and several maths books scattered around the place.

"Can we just get this over with?" She says wanting to get this done quick to try and stop whatever's wrong with her.

Harry takes a rather annoyed gulp, "um sure thing" he says starting to look through the first one of his books. "If you could just turn to page 16 for today's material?".

"Ok that's it of page 21, now for the next page." He says, enjoying today's work.

For the first time in 40 minutes Betsie opens her mouth to speak "A bit of a strange request but can you tell me 'do as you're told and get me a drink?'".

"Erm why?" Harry asks concerned.

Betsie sighs "Just do it, please!"

"Erm o..ok, do as you're told and erm ge..get me a drink."

Betsie feels herself lose control of her body as she stands up from her chair and quickly makes her way to the kitchen.

When she returns and hands a glass of lemonade to Harry, she has the ability to move her limbs again.

"I knew it!" She says aloud.

"That was bizarre, why did you do that?" Harry asks?

Her expression goes from exited to worried to worried as she realizes the severity of her situation.

"Hello?"

"What? I don't need to explain myself to you!" She says not really listening to what he's saying.

"Fine do as you're told, why did you do that?" He says joking, calling back to what just happened.

Betsie's attention fully turns to Harry "Whenever someone says 'do as you're told' to me, I have to do whatever has been asked, I was just testing out my theory and, I was right!".

"Haha, very funny. That is the first time you have ever tried to joke around with me, so it's a start" he says with a smile. "Do as you're told and like a cat" he says still quietly laughing.

Betsie uses the soles of her feet to push the chair back with great ****, she then gets down on her hands and knees... "Meow".

"Good one" he says laughing in hysterics!

She then raises her hands and begins to per like a feline followed by licking the backs of her hands.

"Ok..ok" Harry says still chuckling "Now do as you're told and do your work". She gets up off the floor and begins to go back to doing the work.

"That's the end of the session, and you've done very well today." Harry seems pleased and worried about today's learning session.

"Be honest, was the thing you were talking about earlier true?".

"Erm no, I was joking about it" she says putting on a fake laugh.

"Right, obviously" he says mimicking her laugh.

He goes to open the door then stops, "wait... Do as you're told, were you being honest earlier?"

"Yes! It's really been bothering me, and it's scaring me about what it may lead to because if I don't have control over my own body and words it could lead to bad things!" She raises her voice exited to actually tell someone about her predicament.

"That sucks... Show me your boons".

Betsie face transforms into pure disgust "You fucking pervert, I'm not going to show you my tits just because you asked.. get the fuck out of my house, and I'm going to tell my mum so don't think you'll be coming to my house again so..."

"Do as you're told, show me your tits!". Betsie then uses her left hand to lift her yellow t-shirt and the other to pull down her skimpy purple bra.

The virgin nerd stares starstruck at Betsie's large, plump breasts hanging free.

"Harry! STOP IT! Tell me to put them away NOW!"

He was lost for words, they were glorious.

"Harry! Please! I'll do anything! This is so humiliating!".

Harry gulps as he continues to stare, "Do as you're told, play with em".

Betsie continues to hold up her shirt as her left hand begins to fondle the corresponding tit.

"Harry! Stop it!"

He pulls out his phone to snap a picture of the first tits he's seen. He then proceeds to close the door and make his way over to the sofa "Do as you're told, follow me".

Betsie continues to fondle her tits as she makes her way to the living room.

"Ok, you can't stop, this is gonna be fun".