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Sean waved his hands and smiled, "No, that's OK Tanya. You just go upstairs and put some clean, non-soiled clothes on." As she walked up the stairs Sean saw he could see all the way up her short skirt and blushed, adding, "You can put some panties on now too."

Stopping at the top of the stairs Tanya sadly shook her head, "I-I want to wear underwear...but I can't. I don't know why...I just can't." she had that lost look in her eyes like she was being controlled by something. Simply put, she was being controlled by previous changes made by this seemingly unbreakable curse. The words "never" and "always" and "only" seemed to have a more permanent effect than more liberal, or general changes.

As Sean was downstairs contemplating all the variances of following every little thing you are told to do, he was prioritizing things he needed to do to keep Tanya safe. He didn't want to **** the girl into any more permanent changes, but she needed to know that she didn't have to follow any direct command given to her.

Tanya, for her part, felt safer than she had all morning. She had been molested, fingered, and nearly brought to the point of begging for a thick cock and, she knew, she would have let anyone fuck her in those moments. Here though, she was safe, in her house, with her own things, and the one person whom she knew she could trust more than anything else in the world, Sean. Just that thought gave her pause to relax. She knew it was his words that had changed her, but it had more of an affect than even she realized.

She finished up getting redressed and headed back downstairs to the living room, where Sean was sitting and being patient with a look of determination on his face. When she made her presence known, he smiled up at her and patted the couch next to him, so she walked over and sat on the couch right next to him and he spoke.

"I have been thinking about this curse and its immediate effects." His eyes found hers easily, as they were the brightest thing in the room, not counting her hair. "We need to direct the curse to someone specific. Someone we know isn't going to take advantage of you, and isn't going to hurt you."

Tanya spoke up before he could finish, her hand resting on his reassuringly, "Sean, I trust you...and only you to take care of me in this."

He nodded and smiled, "Tanya, you only have to follow my commands and no one else's for the rest of your life, OK?" As he looked on, Tanya's eyes unfocused for a moment, then nodded, a deep breath fresh in her lungs. "Ok Sean."