Megan Thee Stallion

Your next client, Megan Thee Stallion, entered.

She looked rather bored as she sat down.

"Look, can we just get this over with?" she huffed. "My agent told me I have an attitude problem, but I don't think so. So if you could please-"

She was cut off by you entrancing her. You then call Taylor back out.

"Oooh!" Taylor giggled upon seeing Megan. "Megan Thee Stallion. Perfect. She's everything I despise about Hollywood, always caring about her big boobs and even bigger butt."

You smile. "And now she's our trigger ****. Megan, we're going to pump that brain of yours full of triggers for us to have fun with. When you aren't currently acting out one of your triggers, you will go back into this trance. Grab your boobs if you understand."

Megan's hands wandered to her breasts.

You decided to add in triggers first.

"First, Bouncy Booty will make you twerk mindlessly.

Next, Dance Magic will turn you into a dance machine, who cand sing and dance any song we request.

Finally, Massaging Megan will make you me and Taylor's personal masseuse."

Next was Taylor.