Lillian's First Rule

Lillian tensed, her pencil floating above the page as she composed her thoughts. Frankly, she wasn't sure that this would work. She'd already tried a few minor rules, to make sure she understood the power of the book and the way it functioned, but what she was asking now was far more in-depth than anything she had done before. She knew there was a good chance that it would fail, but she hoped desperately that it would succeed.

New Rule: When Lillian finishes writing in this book, it will be transformed into a human woman. She will be equivalent to Lillian in age, and be fully functional as a human being including independent thought, emotional maturity and even sexual desire. Though, otherwise normal, she will be totally loyal to Lillian, no matter what ordeals Lillian puts her through.

New Rule: This woman will maintain the power to make rules, and to modify existing rules, just as though she were still the rulebook. However, just as the rulebook cannot in and of itself write a rule, she will not be able to make her own rules. She can merely record the stated or written rules of others.

All rules other than those given by Lillian herself must be vetted by Lillian.

Lillian put the pencil down. Breathing quickly. She stood up and gazed at the rulebook expectantly. For a moment, nothing happened. She started to feel disappointed but then, it had always been a long shot. Then she realised that something was happening. The rulebook was starting to glow! It was faint at first, but growing stronger and stronger the longer it went on, the light flared, and Lillian had to avert her eyes. Gradually, the shape of a book began to blur, becoming a perfect sphere of light which then floated away from the desk. Coming to rest on the floor of the bedroom, the sphere sprouted and became a pillar. Lillian watched in amazement as the pillar then started to thin out, gradually taking on the shape of a human body.

Arms were developed, and then the lower portion split into two thinner pillars, becoming a set of legs. The torso grew wider, the top grew more defined, becoming a head. After a few minutes, the light vanished, and the person stood in the middle of the room where the book had been. Lillian said nothing. The new person said nothing.

She was indeed about Lillian's age, and seemed to be based on her a little bit. Her skin was pale, and she had dark hair, though not quite to the same length as Lillian. She had rich red lips, and green eyes which sparkled. She was standing perfectly still, not even seeing the world around her. Lillian let her gaze sweep up and down the other girl's body. She was not wearing any clothes. She was neither fat nor thin, but somewhere comfortably in the middle. She had no scars or blemishes of any kind. Between her legs, her pussy was covered with a layer of dark pubes. Her breasts were bigger than average - larger than Lillian's own, in fact, and she had pink nipples.

The woman stood stock still for a moment longer. she looked like a statue, albeit, a lifelike one. She wasn't breathing, wasn't moving, wasn't thinking. Lillian wondered if she had broken the rulebook. If it couldn't create life, or had somehow messed with its own power source while trying to grant her wish.

Then, suddenly, the new woman's legs collapsed, she hit the ground with a thump, and started to breath, her chest expanded, and her eyes went wide. She looked alarmed, trying to use a body she had not even had a moment ago.

She looked at Lillian, and her mouth worked, as if she was trying to find words. Lillian watched and waited, crossing her arms.

"I..." She managed, after a moment, her voice was soft, almost musical, very different from Lillian's harsher tones. "I'm alive."

She looked elated, confused, and frightened.

"Do you know who I am?" Lillian demanded. The woman looked at her.

"You're the one who was writing..." She said, "You're the one who made me..."

"That's right. I'm your master. You have to obey me, don't you? You have to do what I say. You're loyal to me no matter what."

Lillian sounded gleeful, already planning what she was going to do with her new ****.

"That's right..." the former rulebook turned woman said, "I...I am loyal... You're Lillian, that's your name?"

Lillian's hand smacked the other woman's cheek, turning her face, the sound resounded, and the other woman slowly raised a hand to touch her smarting cheek.

"That was pain... I don't like that feeling..."

"Too bad. From now on, you're not allowed to call me Lillian except in a case where not doing so would cause suspicion, do you understand me? I'm mistress to you otherwise."

"I understand..." said the other woman.

"Good." Lillian nodded, "Do you have a name?"

"A name? I...I was a rulebook."

"I suppose not then. Let me think then, I always could simply call your ****, but that doesn't work for me. A name is important to developing a sense of self, and if you don't have one of those, you won't be much fun to torment."

An idea made Lillian click her fingers in delight.

"I'll call you Cassandra! Cassandra was a seer in ancient history who was cursed to be disbelieved no matter what she said. Her power was real, but she could never use it for herself. From now on, you'll be Cassandra."

"Yes..." Said the newly named Cassandra. "I understand Li-Mistress."

"You can still make rules, can't you?"

"Yes."

"All right then, here's a new rule. I - that is to say, Lillian - am able to control your - that is Cassandra's - body in specific ways. For example, I can dial up or down the strength of your arousal, I can magnify or reduce your orgasms, and can make you climax at will, or conversely, make it so you cannot climax no matter how much you are stimulated or want to."

"It is done." Cassandra said, she slowly started to rise to her feet. It reminded Lillian of a baby deer learning to walk. Her legs were shaky, and she didn't quite seem to know how to move her body. She was awkward and clumsy, not things that Lillian wanted to be associated with a **** of hers. More importantly, Lillian had great plans for Cassandra and the rest of the world. But first, she would need to put the girl through some basic training. Like for example, what it felt like to be totally humiliated,