Poorly.

Weiss strut towards the room, full of confidence, ready to tell Cardin… something. But the moment she passed the threshold of the room her stride faltered. It was like a pall had come over her, and she struggled to remember why she had been so determined and angry in the first place.

However, seeing the smug grin of Cardin Winchester brought it all back. So, trying to regain her confidence, she opened her mouth to tell him assignment or not, they were not going to be study partners any longer.

But before the Schnee Heiress could speak, another sound filled the void of silence.

It was a high-pitched whine, and for a moment Weiss thought that she was the one making it. But as she took a moment to listen, she realized it was coming from her left.

Turning, Weiss’ mouth hung agape. There, tied up on the bed, was Professor Glynda Goodwitch. She looked different from the last time Weiss had seen her, very different. Her bust had always been impressive, but now her breasts had swelled into K-cups. Her ass had likewise ballooned in size, and her makeup was much more heavily done. Her blonde hair, normally done up in a neat bun was messy and loose. Most noticeably though, was the fact that she was blindfolded, bound, and currently being pleasured by a vibrator as she whined in pleasure.

“Professor… Goodwitch?” Weiss asked, momentarily forgetting about Cardin.

“It’s Goodbitch actually.” The young man corrected her, stepping forward. “She won’t respond to her old name anymore.”

“What… what have you done?” Weiss asked, with growing dread.

“Oh nothing.” Cardin shrugged. “I just showed released her true colors. Took away her wants and worries. Doesn’t she look much happier now?”

As Weiss glanced at the bimbo on the bed, she had to admit, she did look like she was enjoying herself. But how? How had he done this?

She didn’t get an answer as Cardin stepped forward and placed a hand possessively on her shoulder. “You see Weiss, I have this power… I can help all girls become like this. Become their true selves.”

Weiss frowned. She tried to move, but her feet were rooted to the floor by some unseen **** within her.

“It’s going to happen to you as well, sooner or later. But, because I’m a generous Master. And because I’m in a fun mood, I’m going to give you a choice.”

“The first option is that you end up like Goodbitch here. I’ll turn you into a complete and utter bimbo. Your mind will be stripped away and will be replaced with thoughts of shopping, looking pretty and most importantly, sex. Lots and lots of sex.”

“The second option is that you try to resist. You choose to fight. And you get to watch as I turn your teammates, hell, this entire world into my personal playthings. You’ll be powerless to stop it of course, but at least then you can pretend you did something. And then, when all hope is gone, I’ll turn you into a bimbo as well.”

Weiss gulped. He was speaking utter nonsense, but… the proof that was Professor Goodwitch was right beside her…

“So, what’s it gonna be?”