Miss Haller turned the external speed dial down low and increased the internal speed dial to just about its midpoint. She watched the effects as Rocketgirl's motion slowed significantly, her head barely rotating as she slowly pushed her tits forward and moved her arms back. The heroine was on high alert, her breathing and heartrate a bit elevated but not enough to cause her harm.
"Perfect," Miss Haller said. "You're ready for the next step." She strode back to her desk and retrieved a glowing white plastic sphere with a hole in one side. As she walked back to Rocketgirl, she opened a clasp on the hole and rotated the sphere's two halves around a hinge. "Unfortunately I'm not quite ready for you. I'll need to go get a few helping hands to move things forward. So in the meantime, I'll leave you with a little...entertainment."
Miss Haller lifted the open sphere around Rocketgirl's head and closed the ball with the heroine's head sealed inside. She latched the clasp now at the base of the heroine's neck and watched with satisfaction as the helmet slowly rotated while Rocketgirl turned her head, then snapped back forward. Miss Haller chuckled as she flicked a switch on the back of the helmet and saw a powerful white glow emanate from the hole at the base of the sphere. She knew the heroine was now helplessly directly into a thousand megawatt light that completely surrounded her head, unable to blink or turn away thanks to the GIF trap.
"I'll be back as I can, my sweet," Miss Haller cooed, her voice echoing in Melissa's plastic spherical prison. "But um, don't hold your breath. Not that you can under the power of my GIF trap!"
Melissa faintly heard a gaseous hiss within the sphere and smelled something vaguely sweet, but couldn't have discerned that she was now ingesting a light aphrodisiac. As Miss Haller ran her errand, she knew Melissa would be taking in enough aphrodisiac to arouse her slightly, but not enough to set off any alarm bells. The payoff would be a long time coming. Very, very long.
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