The Next Morning

John woke up the next morning, Jennifer by his side. She was lying down on his bare chest. He petted her blonde hair for a bit before getting up, getting dressed, and going downstairs.

He decided that Amber was far too nice and sweet of a daughter for him. It would be far more hot to have her be an entitled, spoiled brat.

Amber was eating breakfast downstairs. John quickly hypnotized Amber using a nearby HypnoScreen. She stared into it blankly.

John told Amber that she now needed to be a spoiled brat. Amber said, “Yes, sir,” in a monotone. John snapped his fingers to wake her up.