He is forced to tell her the truth

"They're nothing," Brett says. "They're mine, just a gift." He lunges forward to take them off her face. She swats his hand away, leaning out of his reach.

"Stop that, let me play with them for a minute. They're so weird. Tell me the truth, what are they really for? Some kind of costume?" She unknkwingly uses the glasses, commanding him.

Try as he might, Brett can't make himself even want to take the glasses from her. He knows he should, and he knows he still has access to them through his mental link, but he wants to let her play with them, if only for a minute. He also feels compelled to explain. "I don't know where they're from, but they let their wearer bend reality. In fact, I'm only saying this because you commanded me to. Otherwise I'd take them back."

She laughs at him. "Funny, Brett, but seriously, stop joking around. I want to have fun too, do they light up? Is there a button? S**how me what they really do**."

This time, Brett sighs. His last hope was Alex not believing him. Now, though, he had to make a demonstration. He mentally commanded Alex to realize what he has changed with the glasses. Then, almost as an afterthought, added a command to make her like the same things he does, just like he did with his family. He crosses his fingers, desperately hoping she won't get mad.

Alex gasps, looks around the store. She looked down to her cum filled pussy, surprised. How could she have done something like that..? She understands now, and knows she should be angry. Instead she's just excited, and incredibly thurned on. "You want me to have these!" she quickly commands Brett, and smiles as his nearly panicked expression becomes one of happiness.