Honestly

Mineta would describe himself as a smart man prone to making stupid decisions. Especially when beautiful, sexy women are involved. Telling the model bombshell exactly what he did certainly fit the bill, but he was confident he had control of the situation. And thanks to Momo thoroughly upholding her end of the bargain, Mineta could create a red lust ball with vigor to spare.

"It starts with these," he says to her. Mineta's confidence increased as Momo eyed the red lust orb. She didn't have any idea what it was, but he could see in her eyes. Her gaze was magnetized to it, a theory confirmed fact when he slightly moves the hand with the ball and Momo unquestionably follows it. He grins as he tells her the story of what happened. How the ball works. How she was in the perfect situation to be his test subject, and an ideal one at that. And as the manlet wove his tale, Momo's face told a story of its own. Her eyes had moments of frustration and anger at key points in his story (mostly when it was about her) but would eventually go back to lighter expressions of almost bliss. Meanwhile, her mouth would be agape when hearing the story, only closing when the clever girl was connecting the dots between Mineta's story. Her eyes and mouth reacted separately of each other, showing a woman fighting her temptations with her logic. And Mineta could tell which side was winning.

"Yes...." Momo said with heavy breath. "I see... I see how it works... that ball," Her eyes linger on the ball harder as she pauses to take in the objective of her burgeoning desire. "It infects women with... with your lust. And it gives them an... an irrational attraction to you." Mineta nods at that, but Momo's gaze doesn't leave the red orb. Despite knowing what it does to her, what it WILL do to her... she's drawn to it. Just looking at it hinders her frustration with this scheming grape bag. "And it causing an addicting... A... addicting..." Momo rattles on, becoming more lost in her own thoughts as she tries to describe the sensation in a manner that didn't sound pleasant.

"Addicting indeed." She said, her eyes taking on a voracious glow as saliva slowly drools out of her mouth. Her fingers and lips would twitch on the occasion as she gazed into red orb, her mind already had a numbness to it. Her right arm reached out to grab it, with her left arm quickly stopped her, breaking Momo's eye contact for the first time since he pulled it off his head.

"Well well, aren't you ****?" Mineta said taunting, tossing the lust ball up and down in his hand.

"No, I'm not!" Momo said in a breath of unconvincing defiance. In doing so, she snapped back at Mineta with an angry expression, but one glance at the lust ball captured her attention. "Oh shit! I-" Her angry face reverted back to the fearful admiration of the lust ball, as soft, erotic gasps of air parted between her lips. "I just... urg, I know... I know what it'll do to me..." Momo let out a soft moan as she tries to confront her mind's obsession. "That ball will hurt me..."

"Hurt you?" Mineta says with a tone of offense. This got Momo to look back at him. With her control over her expressions again, she shot a look of "Duh, what do you think I meant?" Her expressive defiance only lasted a few seconds as Mineta put the ball between her gaze and his face. Once again, she was struggling to not relax at its sway over her. "You enjoyed every second of the lust balls influence. Don't ever try to deny it."

She didn't. She just eyed up the crimson grape as the bliss - not any action of last night, but the feelings she knew she felt - came back to mind. And once that became the thought, any actions were just side effects. "This little guy only causes you pleasure." Mineta lowered the ball down, and Momo instinctively crawled towards it. Her eyes looked at it as if a mythical treasure was discovered and proven real, her open mouth became more and more of a smile as she approached it.

Suddenly, Mineta moved the ball out of range of her, causing her to weakly reach out for it as her face turned to a sad disarray. "The only pain you've been caused is denying yourself of it." Momo was in no state to argue with him. He moved the ball side to side, Momo desperately following it like a cat with a laser pin. "Accepting it will only make you feel good, Momo. It will relieve you of your self-inflicted pain."

As Mineta ever so slightly lowered it back down to the crawling Momo's eye-level, she only gazed into the orb as Mineta's words sunk into her like ointment. "Only... only feel good. Relief" She repeats. When the ball is held barely a foot away from her face, she dares not move. She could reach out for it, but the thought of him pulling it away was terrifying.

"Just ask for it." He says to her. These words draw her attention, but the hypnotic, submissive gaze remains. Now on him. "This relief is all yours. All you have to do is ask for it, and I'll give it to you."

There was a pause of a few seconds but it must have been eternal for the rich girl, trying to assimilate the importance of her next words. She pressed her lips together in a last-ditch attempt to stop her uncontrollable desire to give in, a battle she knew very well she wouldn't win. Finally, she took a deep breath and spoke.

“My…Mineta give me your red ball…please.”