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Chapter 3 by Blues32 Blues32

Does something else happen during breakfast?

More strangeness.

Still a bit confused, I went about eating breakfast. Kevin suddenly piped up, ruining my attempt at enjoying my toast.

"Hurry up, you gotta take me to school," he whined. I growled. I hated him so much...well, not really, but you know how siblings are. I snorted and shook my head. "Fuck that. Walk to school," I snarled. Rather then argue, he gathered his things and started to leave. Startled, I ran out after him, grabbing his arm. He actually pulled me in the direction of his school.

"Kevin, stop! What the fuck are you doing?" I demanded, stunned by his strength. Since when could he pull me along like a fucking balloon on a string? He blinked and looked at me in confusion. "Um...I was walking to school like you told me?" I gaped. "Why the hell would you do that?" He stared at me a moment before answering. "I...I dunno. You said to," he responded, feebly. I thought a moment. Was it possible...?

"Stick a finger in each nostril and sing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star', Kevin," I ordered. Instantly, he jammed two fingers up his nose and started singing. "Okay, now stop singing and take your fingers out of your nose." Again, he obeyed. Somehow I had power over my snot nosed brother! No, that was stupid. Wasn't it?

"Kevin, why are you obeying everything I say? Tell me the truth," I demanded. He blanked out for a moment. "I have ****...your words are law," droned Kevin. Law, huh? "Well, I want you to have green hair, what are you..." I trailed off as his hair instantly turned bright green.

"...sh..." I stopped, realizing my brother might take that literally. Hmm. "Okay, Kevin...here's the new deal. I have no brother named Kevin. Only I remember him. You are NOT my brother Kevin, you're my maid, Jean. You're an eighteen year old woman with a porn star's body, but all natural. You wear a typical maid uniform and have brown hair that reaches your lower back and you keep it in a pony tail. You love your job and are very good at it. You do anything I ask of you without complaint and see no wrong in my orders. You belong to me and me alone and you live in the room that was once my brother Kevin's." As I finished, I felt dizzy. The world blurred slightly. I felt soft hands on my shoulders, helping me stay standing.

"Ma'am? Ma'am, are you alright?" asked a sexy female voice. Blinking, I focused on the one in front of me. It was Jean...holy shit, it worked. I had rewrote history. ...but I felt sick...weak. Whatever power I had, it apparently had a limit and I almost surpassed it on that one. I nodded, rubbing my face against her nice E cup tits. Mmm...soft. I did mention I was bi, right?

"I'm okay, Jean...just a bit dizzy," I assured her. She gave me a concerned look, but nodded. "Would you like me to drive you to school, Ma'am?"

Go to school or stay home?

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