Panic. Panic immediately. Everyone, to the basement!

As soon as I saw their faces, I knew that I wasn’t dreaming before. It wasn’t helped by the looks of horror that started to come across their very attractive faces. The blonde-haired one was about to scream, but before she could I shouted “Quiet! Go to the basement! Now!” and dashed back to the coffee table to grab the box.

Once everyone was through the basement door, I put up the sign that I made when I first moved back in to tell my mom I wanted privacy, a piece of cardboard with the words “occupied” drawn on in sharpie and strung up so it could hang on the door handle. The moment I closed the door after putting the sign up, I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

Making my way down the stairs, I stepped gently, maybe to try and avoid shocking anyone? I dunno, anyways once I got to my room area I saw them. All nine of them.

The blonde one with her hair done up with a red bow, I remembered, was Victoria Valentine. She was in some kind of prep school uniform, one with a red blazer, plaid skirt, and very nice black leggings. She also leaned against the dresser I had been using for my clothes.

Standing just off to the side in the room, almost at the ready, was a girl with auburn hair wearing a maid outfit. That must have been Alexandra Archibald. She seemed pretty calm, but I could tell she was making a point not to look directly at me.

The red-haired, and I do mean red-haired, it was like a fire truck, girl was pretty obviously Fukawa Miyo. Or, wait, she’s Japanese, so would the order I’d use be Miyo Fukawa? The name “Miyo” does sound like a first name, and “Fukawa” like a family name, so maybe. She was sitting on the edge of my bed, and while she didn’t avoid looking at me, even smiling a little at me, she was clearly holding back shivers.

Sitting next to Miyo was Jamie Smith, who I recognized from the image that grey guy showed me, since he, no, she looked literally the exact same way. She was kinda hunched over, and her leg was bouncing up and down like that thing... What was it, oh, right, restless leg syndrome, kinda. She was also trying not to look at me, and just kept looking at the floor with her hands in her lap. I gotta remember to use “she” and “her” with Jamie right now, since she identifies as a woman, even if I haven’t swapped anything.

Mary Williams was leaning against a wall, her arms crossed and a mean look on her face. She was scrolling through something on a smartphone, so I’m guessing she didn’t have any cigarettes. I’m thankful for that, since I’m not a fan of the smell. Also cause of all the health reasons of course, but all that might as well go without saying at this point.

And the one who looked like a dead ringer for the Hex Maniac from Pokémon was definitely Zynthia, or a soul fragment of her? Whatever, she was sitting next to the pile of manga and comics I put next to the wall cause I don’t have a good bookshelf for them. I probably could’ve put them on the dresser, if it wasn’t covered in collectible figures and junk. She was flipping through a bunch of them and giggling to herself, probably not even aware of me being there.

From the orange, or maybe kinda salmon pink, hair and magical girl dress I could tell Yui Hayami, cause it’s like with Miyo, was reading manga too. She wasn’t going through them as fast at Zynthia, though, and was just engaged in whatever she was reading.

Sitting in my computer chair was Melissa, in the same weird negligee/veil that was in the image the grey guy showed me. She was lounging, with her legs crossed and resting her face on one of her hands. Definitely a classic “I’m sitting on a sweet throne and I’m better than you” kind of pose. It kinda worked, if not for the fact that it was my old, and kinda smelly chair she was using.

And finally, just kinda curled up on the ground, wearing nothing at all, was Gwedillth Everglade, with her blonde ponytailed hair and clear elven ears. She was just in a fetal position, talking and interacting with nobody.

Nobody was really talking, so it felt real awkward for me. Then, I remembered what I first told everyone. “Quiet.” And, now that I looked at everyone, their eyes were already heart-pupiled even back by the front door, so they were under my power from the beginning. Immediately I said “Sorry, you guys can talk, can you just not yell or shout, though? I don’t want my mom to come in, cause I don’t know how I’d explain to her that I have slaves cause of mind powers...”

Victoria interjected “W-What are you e-even talking about? It’s not l-like you’ve h-hypnotized us or anything.” at a volume that, while audible, would definitely not have made her heard from upstairs.

I muttered “Oh, right, I picked the unaware one. So you can’t tell I was even ordering you to do anything, huh? Jeez, that’s actually kinda bad, isn’t it?” as I started biting my nails.

“Ah, um... I think it’s wonderful...! Do you... have any other orders, Master...?” Miyo said, for some reason sounding like she’d cum any second. I wondered how she knew she was being mind controlled, until I remembered that was one of her big kinks. She can probably tell that kind of stuff cause she’s so interested in it.

Then I remembered something. “Actually, you all seem real scared of me. Why is that? I don’t think I’m that intimidating, so why the stutters and lack of eye contact. Or, wait, is it something else? I might not be that good at telling feelings from expression alone either...” I asked, scratching my head.

Jamie looked up at me, answering “Have... have you seen yourself? Something about you doesn’t look right...”

Then I remembered another of my drawbacks was that I had an “Unnatural Aura” that would make people scared of me until they got used to it. I ran over to the bathroom area to get a look at myself in the mirror and sure enough there was a weird had around me. It was like some kind of Snapchat filter of unsettlingness. I said “Jeez, you’re right. Wait, what else is wrong then?”

Okay, so, the other drawbacks I took were “Laura”, “Deus Vult”, and “Rapey Slaves.” The first one eats up every Saturday I’ll have for the rest of time, the second means a bunch of sexy nun ladies want to kidnap me, and the third makes anyone I enslave who’s near me randomly want to sexually **** me until they’re satisfied, with me being unable to stop it.

Wait, what day is it!? I pull out my phone to see that, luckily, it’s Thursday. So I have two days until Laura’s gonna take me for the day, which is nice to know. That’s an okay amount of time to try and get a sustainable situation running. Come to think of it, there’s a good handful of things I can do with my powers to help with that too, actually.

As I walk back into my bedroom area, I say “Okay, first things first, I’m gonna make sure you all stay alive. Okay, so since it’s Telepathy, guess I just...” and try to reach out with my mind to the people I have currently enslaved. Feeling a connection, suddenly it was kinda like some buttons and sliders next to all of them pop up like a character creator in a video game.

Each one corresponded to an option I had picked as boons, so I mentally flipped the switches for “Immortality” and “Tireless Servant” to the on positions. “Oh, right, Jamie? Get ready. I dunno if this is gonna feel weird or not, but I figure some notice is better than none.”

“Wait, what?” Jamie asks, before I move her slider all the way to “Female”. The change doesn’t happen instantly, with Jamie letting out somewhat suggestive moans as breasts grow and penis and balls are changed to a vagina.

When it’s over, her eyes widen as she feels herself up, making sure of what happened. “You... you made me a girl? Why?” Jamie asked, almost dumbfounded.

I scratched my head, saying “I mean... you wanted to, right? I don’t know too much about how trans people feel, or anything, but I know I’d rather switch if I had a girl’s body. Is that accurate, or did I did I get the wrong idea? I can change you back, if you wa-”

“Are you kidding, I love this! Thank you!” Jamie shouted, still somehow not loud enough for my mom to hear mind you, and ran over and hugged me. It was the first time a girl had hugged me in a while, especially one as cute as Jamie, so I got a bit flustered, I’m embarrassed to admit...

“D-Don’t worry about it, I-I bet anyone else’d d-do the same, heh...” I chuckled as a blush started to spread across my face. In response Zynthia said “W-Wow! A k-k-kindred s-spirit! Y-You’re just l-l-like m-me! GeheheheheHAhahaha...” as she put down her, well, my manga.

Melissa laughed “So our lives are held in the hand of a simpleton, eh? Hahaha, what luck! We can push you around as we please!” And got up off of my computer chair. At the same time, Mary, Victoria, and Yui all got an odd smile on their faces.

It was then that I remembered that “Rapey Slaves” activated randomly, and could affect up to five slaves at once.