Embracing his Yellow Fever

At his words, Anna's natural submissiveness caused a wave of pleasure to course through her. The feeling still alien to her, the Asian girl fought a feeling of joy when she thought of what her Master was implying. Momentarily forgetting she couldn't speak, Anna's mind became a cacophony of thoughts, ranging from wanting to be revolted by the situation to excitement at being used by her Master to wanting to ask how she could please him. The conflicting thoughts silencing her instead.

He laughed at her lack of response, grinning at her internal struggle. "Right, you can't speak right now." He walked up to her and, for the first time since his arrival, she noticed his height. While still taller than her, he was much shorter than she'd originally thought. If she weren't so focused on the ground, she'd still have to look up to meet his eyes.

"Kitty, go to our bedroom and wait for me on the bed. But change your outfit first; surprise me with something sexy." And he kissed her forehead, dismissing her.

At the touch, Anna nearly collapsed. It was electrifying, his assertiveness and casual dismissal of her person causing her to flood her panties with arousal.

Wordless, she fumbled out of the room.

Josh watched his girlfriend leave the room, still reeling from what had just happened. His change to give women some sort of volume control had worked, much better than his wildest expectations. The app this Anna had given him was the real deal. In fact, he was glad that the girl's natural submissiveness and dedication to their relationship had made her do so. He knew his Kitty was different than more girls, since she actually got off on pleasuring her partner. But he didn't think it would go as far as giving him the power over... well, everything.

He wondered if maybe she'd changed something and the results had spooked her. Oh well, he had the app now so no sense in worrying about it.

Despite his earlier call to work, it was still Saturday and his plans were to spend a good part of it in bed, fucking his Kitty. But firsts, he wanted to make his wildest fantasies come true. He took Anna's phone out of his pocket and reopened the app, ready to make some changes.

The first thing he was going to change was that Anna, despite conforming to the traditional Asian stereotypes, was much to American for his liking. While he'd never admit it to her, the only reason he'd decided to go out with the girl in the first place was because he had a huge fetish for Asian women. The fact she was Asian, and consequently docile, submissive, and sexually adventurous, was the sole foundation of his attraction towards her.

But he wanted more. He wanted Anna to fully embody the Asian girl of his dreams.

So he started typing:

• Asian women have yellow-ish skin that shine with a natural golden hue, jet-black hair, and piercing almond-shaped eyes. On average they have petite frames with little to no fat, small tits, and voluptuous butts. Their pussies are the tightest in the world, being just tight enough to allow penetration without hurting the intruding object.
• Asian women born in America, in an effort to reconnect with their heritage, follow trends set by the Japanese culture, disregarding their actually Asian ancestry. Because of this, they typically speak little English, fluent Japanese, and have thick Japanese accents.
• American-Japanese girl culture strongly revolves around wearing kimonos, finishing men's names with the suffix "-san", anything and everything Hello Kitty, and strongly respecting and following the wishes of the men in their lives.
• Asian women's sexual moans sound like an anime girl's moans.
• Asian women's pussies taste like honey and provides lubrication that's perfect for anal sex.

Fully satisfied that Anna hit every aspect of his yellow fever, he raced to the room after her, excited to see which outfit she'd chosen.