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Chapter 7 by HipsDontLie HipsDontLie

How will you have Ashley dress?

First, you have other things to claim

You don't really like the idea of letting Ashley spend her day doing whatever she had planned away from you. You're far from done with her, and there are many ways you want to try your newfound power on your attractive roomate. Besides, it's your birthday and you're determined to enjoy it.

"I claim your time schedule." you answer. "Now you don't have anywhere to go today unless I say so."

She looks shocked at first, but quickly regain her composure. "Ho God, you're right! Sorry I didn't think about it. So, what are my plans for today?"

"Well, considering it's a special day for me, I'd like you to spend it with me. I don't know how yet in full details, but we have time to figure it out."

She nods. "It makes sense. You're the one to decides, anyway."

You smile and add "Oh, and I also own your hands."

Ashley suddenly jump and squeal in surprise. "John, what the fuck?!" she exclaims, removing her hands from her tits and pussy. As you expected, her hands suddenly becoming your hands mean you were technically touching her in an inappopriate way. She cross her arms before her nipples, trying her best not to touch her own skin with her palms or fingers, and is **** to let her crotch unprotected even though you can't see it from behind.

"That's okay," you assure her, "I also own your vagina. I'd like to see it, by the way."

She bites her lips and turn around, offering you a full view of her (or your) shaven pussy. She's incredibly sexy and cute at the moment, trying to hide her chest while letting her lower parts fully exposed, blushing and trying to avoid eye contact with you.

"S... So... How will it work out from now?" she stutter. "Without hands, how will I be able to eat, or clean myself, or do anything at all?"

"Don't worry about it," you answer with a bright smile. "You can use my hands for your own needs. Those attached to your arms I mean."

She breathes a sigh of relief. "Phew! Thanks, you actually are a good friend. Sorry I got mad at you earlier, but I was so surprised I completely forgot I was the one who put your hands on my tits and your pussy in the first place."

"Don't mention it, I don't want to fight on my birthday." you answer, refraining from laughing because the absurdity of the situation. You also take the time to enjoy the view. The more you look at Ashley's naked body, the less you want to have her put clothes on yet.

Is there anything else you want from her?

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