Nah. Play with Jenny instead.

You aren't interested in interfering with Jess. She's always been your bitchy neighbor and now she's a much hotter slut, hopelessly devoted to you. It's fitting.

Instead, you fill a glass with water and wake Jenny by rolling her off the couch onto the floor. She grunts as she hits the hard wood, but smiles when she realizes it was you. She really does enjoy being treated badly now.

"Mmm. Hey there, stud." She's practically glowing with sexual satisfaction. Sitting up, she accepts the glass of water you hand her and drinks deeply. Her mind is replaying the intense experiences that knocked her out, slowly trying to process them, relive them even as she drinks.

You wait until she finishes her water before continuing. "Jenny Listen closely. And get on your knees while I'm talking to you."

She complies, tucking her knees under herself and sitting up a little straighter. Despite the sounds of Jess fucking loudly next door, her focus is entirely on you, like a mouse watching a hungry cat.

"I've decided to keep you. You belong to me now." You state simply. She struggles to process what that means, so you continue. "Your past life is gone. Doesn't matter anymore. You live for me from this moment forward. Friends, family, work. All of it gone."

She frowns. You have still only minimally altered her mind. You watch as her mind grapples with her desire to submit to your raw sexual dominance and her innate sense of self worth. "What do you mean? What gives you the right to-"

You cut her off with a snap of your fingers. "No one gives me the right to do anything. I take it. You can try to fight it, but I know deep down you want it. You want to throw everything away and serve me. I can read your mind. You know I'm right."

Her eyes narrow as you claim to be able to read her mind, but you also know that she knows you're not entirely wrong. She had a transformative sexual encounter with you, and your pheromones are driving her crazy with a desire to submit. Not to mention your earlier alteration making her more and more submissive as she's mistreated.

She is really clinging to her sense of self. It's admirable, really, the willpower she has. It would be a waste to just crush it. You relish the game of subtly twisting people to choose your way anyway. It's more fun than simply forcing it.

"I see you're still conflicted, and I'm not totally unreasonable. But I'm also not wrong about you. You ache to belong to me. You know there's no better man out there to surrender your slut holes to. I'm offering you the role of my first and most favored servant. You will take this offer, because you are a shameless fuckpig. Because while you don't deserve me, you know I could have a thousand yous, and you'd be an idiot to pass this up. You're not an idiot, are you Jenny?"

She nodded along with you as you spoke, her mind crumbling before your verbal ****, and then shook her head in answer to your final question. She replied, her voice soft. Her mouth dry. "No, I'm not an idiot."

"No. You were smart enough to make the right choice in the store and you're smart enough to make the right choice now."