Yes, quite quickly

Amanda was about to reach the stairs when she saw Helen emerging from the room. The aparmet complex was somewhat big and had a dazzeling 16 floors. Currently, they were on the 8th floor. Amanda had to make a choise: take the elevator or the stairs. Since Helen was not far behind, she went for the stairs. Helen thought about using the elevator, but decided to go for the stairs. She hopped on the rail with her butt and slid down. In no time she had caugth up and pinned Amanda to the ground. Helen then held Amanda's hands behind Amanda's back and shoved her forward towards the apartment. Despite being thin, Helen was not weak, but not strong enough to carry Amanda all the way. Luckily, Amanda was disoriented and tried to struggle in multiple directions, meaning the it was easier to shove Amanda forwards than if she would have pushed backwards with all her strength. She wimpered weak protests like: "nooo", "pleeease, pleeease" and "doooon't" all the way. Soon they were back in the apartment, and Amanda was **** to sit in a chair Emily had prepared in the middle of the dining room. Helen held Amanda in place, while she continued to protest. Emily found some duck tape and bound Amanda's hands behind her back and her feet to the chair. Realizing it was hopless, Amanda quit her wimpers and just looked down on the floor. Emily grabbed the staff and stood in front of her.

"Well, well, well. I don't want to use the staff mistress, I really don't. If anyone else than you tries to use the staff, the staff will influence their minds, but if they try to use it on others..." Emily started to explain. "It's power is weak. That's why it is quite difficult for me to influence you using the staff, but not so difficult for you to enslave dear Helen here. Isn't that right ****?" Helen didn't respond to this, but she didn't need to. It was party a rethorical question. "Well, I have a solution, sorts of. Make me your champion, your princess, your second in command. Make me your spokesperson. Make my voice carry your will. That way, I can youse the staff more efficiently. You felt a weak thug at my words, right? Yes, it is not as strong as you when you wield the staff, but it will have to do. But all I want is for you to accept your role. Nothing more, mistress." Emily then clicked her fingers and pointed towards Amanda's crotch. "****, pleasure our mistress." She said sternly, pointing the staff at Helen. A dim glow (weaker than when Amanda used it) came from the staff. Helen got to her knees in front of Amanda and started undressing her. Soon she was licking and fingering her in a feverish and slavish way. Small wimpers of pleasure came from Amanda. She tried to not make a noice, but low volumes of weak moans came from her mouth. The pleasure made her weaker to the influence of the staff. Helen would edge her and Emily would tell her to make her Amanda's second in command. "Don't worry about the wording. Take whatever wording you wish, and the staff will make it happen." Emily grabbed Amanda's thrashing head and **** her to stare at her. "Imagine your empire. What do you want me to be? Give me a new name. Make me reborn in your image." Emily continued. She was not 100% sure how the staff worked. She was just mostly winging it. Hoping the words were true. In the end, it would probably be fine. The power of the staff was growing, but it was still limited. It could not ensnare a whole crowd of people yet. But in this case, it didn't need to. Only influence one person slightly. Unfortuantley, this was also a tall order, as it's influence over the owner was not as strong as over others. It had also exhausted some power in ensnaring Helen. Thus this lasted for a little more than two hours. Helen's edging, Emily's sweet words and Amanda's moans. Slowly Amanda's resistance was chipped away. "Just hold the staff and say some words. That's all. Then you can cum." Emily would tease. Finally, Emily said: "If I loosen your hands and place the staff im your hands, will you do it? Will you reshape me in your image?" Amanda had her tounge sticking out of her mouth, her legs waving about. She nodded her head without thinking. The pleasure was too overwhelming. Emily loosened her hands, but re-taped her left hand. Her right hand was brought forth, and Emily guided the staff to her hand. Helen never stopped her mission, constantly edging Amanda. Emily braced herself. Amanda was lost in pleasure. She might not have been fully aware of what was happening or what she was saying. A pornographic image if her as queen and these two as her slaves drove her wild. It feed into her power fantasies.

"Ooohhhh, uuuuhhh, yeeeeeesssss. Yesss. Become my.... My pricesssss. Ohhhh. My vassal.... Yessss. Aaaashhh. Ohhhh... My advisor... My trusted second in command. Ooohhhh.... Yessss... I can... I can seee it! A... A trussssted... Co.. co-mpanion... Of the queen! Oohhh. Yes, that's.... That's the ssssspot... Oh! Don't stop! A shining beackon for others. A guiding light... My.... My... North Star. You are my North Star! Princess North star. Guide me! Oooh.. yesssss.. ha... Oooh... Be my voice.. my... My... My will embodied. Yessss. Alll that.. alll of it... command others. Command them! Ohhh.. my... My commander! Oohhhh... I.... I can't... Take... Any.... More! Ahhhrg! I demand to cum! Ohhh... Slaves! MAKE ME CUMM!! YOU ARE PATHETIC!! SUBMITTT!!! DO AS... DO ASSS... DO AS YOUR QUEEN COMMANDS SLAVES!" All this time, Emily's eyes had been glowing red. So bright where they that you couldn't see any other color than red in her eyes. She was frozen mindlessly in place like a robot or doll while Amanda did her speach, reshaping her. But none of the others noticed this. Amanda had her head leaned backwards in pleasure, her eyes rolled behind her eyelids, making her blind to the outside world. Helen's sole focus was on Amanda's cunt, so she too didn't see Emily. Commanded by her Queen, Helen brought Amanda over the edge of orgasm.

Meanwhile, a collar appeared around Emily's neck. However, this was different from the serpent **** collar that appeared on Helen. It looked like a tiara with a shining star on top of it. Emily's mouth also opened and a red glow could be seen in the back of her throat. The glow in her eyes intensified. She mumbled some words, but no sound came. She just mouthed the words silently. Forevermore being changed into Princess North Star. Abandoning her old Name, Emily Malcolmson. Her hair changed to a white blue-ish color, like the shining light from stars. Her irises changed to a silvery color. Her skin became paler, almost like she hadn't been in the sun for a year. The glow faded as Amanda's orgasm faded. Amanda had still not returned to her senses, but still crooked her head in Emily's direction. Helen had stopped her actions just staring at her Queens crotch. Some drool slid down Amanda's chin, but got whiped away by Helen. She too, turned and looked at Emily who did not look the same as she previously looked. Both Helen and Amanda was nervous. How would this new entity act? But Helen was less nervous, she trusted her Queen. For Helen, it was more curiosity. For Amanda it was more of a dread. She hadn't fully gasped what was going on, but felt a vague bad feeling.

North Star spun around as to showcase her new form, and ended the spin with a mischievous smirk. She outstretched her hands as to say "ta-da" and reveal her new body. "Well, well, well. Thank you my Queen. Now..." North Star began and did a deep bow.