Sarah becomes a master manipulator

Tom just looked at Sarah in silence, stunned at what he was hearing. 'What kind of pervert am I in this life?' he wondered.

Sarah sensed his uneasiness and slide onto his still-naked lap, one arm draped around his neck. She stroked his cheek then gently turned his face toward her. "Tom, it's ok. Whatever this Tom is like, you are NOT him. And since this is all wish-induced, we can change it back whenever. No one is getting hurt, not really."

She leaned forward to kiss him softly. It took him a moment but then he responded, unable to resist Sarah normally - and especially now in her younger, hotter form.

They break apart after a minute. "I...I don't know," Tom said. "This is getting weird. Is this me trying to create some sort of harem or sex cult?"

Sarah laughed. "Maybe? But does it really matter? The point of the coin is to spice things up, to try out different things." She wriggled on his lap, making his penis twitch and push into her butt. "See! I can tell how much you like this," she teased, shifting so that his erection pushed between her ass cheeks. "Come on, let's explore these lives for awhile? Trust me, you're be doing Samantha a favor anyway. We chose her because of her daddy issues. She is a bit confused about what's going on, but she is definitely attracted to you. And we've already laid alot of groundwork, with her deferring to you when she's here - you're quickly becoming the main authority figure in her life."

Tom raised an eyebrow. "I don't know anything about this stuff. It's clearly beyond simple D/S - you're talking about behavioral modification, like some kind of brainwashing. I can't do that! I wouldn't even know how! How did this me even get started with this?"

"I'm not sure about the 'brainwashing' bit, but you first got me interested by offering to take modelling pictures. I'm not sure how things went differently, but in this life you fully went into photography....but let me think for a minute" she trailed off.

Sarah bit her lower lip in thought. Then her eyes widened. "I got it!" she exclaimed, happily bouncing up and down on his lap. His penis pushed so hard that he would have slipped into her ass if it weren't for her panties. She clenched her cheeks making his gasp. "Another thing you trained me for..." she giggled, "so we can do that later."

That got Tom's attention. Sarah had always rejected out of hand any suggestion of anal sex. Maybe there were more upsides to this life than he first realized. Shaking off the distraction, he asked her "So what have you got? What's your idea?"

She smiled. "Me!"

At Tom's confused look she quickly explained "You can't use the coin to really change you, but you CAN change ME. This version of me has already been trained by you to help recruit and manipulate other girls. So you just use to coin to enhance that. Wish for me to be extraordinary gifted at this kind of manipulation, to be an expert that can easily gain the trust of people and twist them to our ends. To be even better than this life's version of you at it." She rocked on him a bit more as she pushed her breast into his chest. "Please, do this for me!" she whispered in his ear, then playfully teased it with the tip of her tongue.

Tom shivered at the sensation. "Jeeze, you know how to get me..."

"Of course!" she proudly proclaimed. "You trained me. I know every way to please you.... and if I get Samanatha, just think how much more we can do." She kissed his neck, letting her warm breath linger on him. "And then Teresa..." she whispered.

Unable to resist the fantasy image Sarah was building, he reached for the coin and made the wish for her.

Sarah tossed her head back and took a deep breath as new skills and knowledge flowed into her. Whether it simply strengthened the aspects of herself that were draw into this submissive role, or if it gave more dominance to the Sarah from this life, she felt her priorities and desires shift just a bit more. Now she had the tools to give Tom what he wanted & deserved, even if he didn't want to admit his desires. She gave a small grin. If Tom was **** to accept his new role of master, then it was her duty to help him - to shape him into his true self just as he had shaped her.