Random Acts of a Perverted Mind Controller

You walk along and see two blondes entering a clothing boutique. You overhear them talking about looking for clubbing outfits. "You two need to shop in the nude," you tell them.

A few minutes later, they are nude and asking you about some clothing finds.

"No, find something much skimpier and sexier. Choose clothes some slutty jailbait teen would wear."

They agree, and you head on.

You see a woman getting her make-up done at a cosmetics store. You watch as the make-up artist does the woman's make-up tastefully. The woman in the chair look at you. "What the hell? Waht are you gawking at. Get lost, fucking creepy stalker."

Wrong thing to say to me, bitch, you think. "I'm here to give expert advice." You look at the make-up artist. "She needs more make-up. More blush and a lot more eye make-up."

The make-up artist puts on heavier make-up.

"I'm thinking even more blush add a bunch of blue eyeshadow and bright purple lipstick. That would be much sexier."

A few minutes later, the woman in the chair looks like some sort of slutty clown. "Now to prove how high quality this make-up is, go see how much cum it takes to get it to run. Suck off or jack men off on your face for the rest of the day to see how much cum it takes to get that make-up to smear and run. No fewer than six men."

The woman nods.