Shopping!

"Alright Amy," I announced with a clap of my hands, "let's take you shopping for some clothes I want you to wear. We also need to pick you up some toiletries since you won't be going back home again."

I looked her up and down as she replied. Her nipples and piercings were prominent through her crop top. She looked "well-fucked" with her hair mussed up and her makeup slightly smudged. She looked almost as good dressed as she did naked.

"I don't really need clothes or toiletries," she softly spoke, "I've been living out of my car and hopping between motels and Tina's place for a few weeks... besides I can leave when I want..."

She surprised me. I still hadn't taken her will away from her. "It will disappear with time I thought to myself." I had to keep reminding myself that she hadn't been under my influence for more than a few hours. There was still a tiny part of her mind that wasn't mine yet. Also, I didn't give her any commands that gave me full control of her mind... just her body directly.

"Sure you can leave, but before you go... Lift up that cute crop to show your tits, and tuck up the front of your skirt to show off your pussy," I smirked as she followed my commands compulsively and let out a squeak of surprise and pleasure when she finished. "Now if you leave, this is what you are going to wear for the rest of your life... or at least until you get put in jail for indecent exposure. I wonder how your brain would cope in jail when they take away this outfit and try to **** you into a jumpsuit? Hmm..."

Amy surprised me by immediately putting her top and skirt back down to how they were. She caught me off guard and she knew it.

This time she had a smirk when she sarcastically replied "Puh-lease! You clearly don't have as much power over me as you think. Looks like someone got a little cocky with their..." she paused her teasing as a strange nagging feeling started pulling on her mind. "Umm... yeah I think you got a little cocky," she spoke much less confidently.

Her blue eyes dulled in defeat as her hands inched closer to their targets. In Amy's mind, putting her clothes back how I wanted them felt like an itch. It was growing in intensity by the second. Eventually, her left hand grabbed the bottom of her skirt and her right hand grasped the bottom of her top. She looked away when I made eye contact with her. Her cute pale cheeks blushed as she suddenly exposed herself to me again. A mix of a sigh of relief and a moan of pleasure escaped her lips as her mind betrayed her once again.

She repeated this a few more times. Her frustration was evident at first, but the compulsion multiplied in strength each time. She absentmindedly crossed her legs and bit her lip as she helplessly tried to stave off the pleasure from her self-conditioning. After about four attempts to disobey me, she gave it one last try. Her hand paused at her top. She hesitated this time. Amy was having trouble remembering what she wanted to do. Her mind was beginning to block out thoughts that interfered with following my implanted commands.

Amy looked at me questioningly as if she was asking me for permission to cover herself. I just smirked and shook my head "no."

Amy hesitated for a moment, but then jerked her hand away from her top. Suddenly her knees wobbled and she collapsed into a kneeling position as her mind rewarded her obedience with a short, but powerful orgasm.

I enjoyed watching her legs shake as she squeezed her thighs tight together. "See Amy, it's much better when you do what I want," I spoke down to her cheekily. "Your body belongs to me already... disobeying me just gives me your mind more quickly."

It took a moment for Amy to catch her breath. Once she picked herself back up she assured me she wouldn't try and leave again. Just to get my point across I simply commanded "strip!" She immediately moved to strip for me. I told her to stop and cover up her tits and pussy again before she fully stripped though. "Keep this in mind," I threatened, "If you try anything, all I have to do is yell strip and you'll never wear clothes again. Got it?"

"Yes, David." She replied in defeat. "I promise I won't."

I didn't really believe her. She still looked like she'd be brave enough to try something. She'd be in for a surprise if she did though.

I could have of course completely changed her mind by mentioning that what I was doing was perfectly reasonable but I wanted to watch her realize that on her own as the command strengthened itself to be automatic.

We started with a makeup shop near my house. I didn't want to immediately scare her with a sex shop. I knew a little about makeup and figured I would surprise her and pick out some good-quality products for her transformation. I grabbed a cart and lead Amy around the store. I picked out a nice glowy base, an expensive foundation, eye primer, translucent powder, and some brow pencils before she finally spoke up."Okay, how do you know how to pick out this stuff?" She asked with a small quizzical smile.

"I don't know," I replied, "guys don't have any of this kind of stuff. We've got our 5-in-1 body wash, and we pick out deodorant and that's about it. Girls have entire malls full of only makeup and beauty products. I've always paid attention when I've shopped with girlfriends or family instead of hiding in the corner like most guys."

I managed to gain some of her respect and she began helping me pick out the rest of the makeup I'd be making her wear; however, she wasn't too keen on the pastel pink and blue palettes, and intense bright highlights I was picking out. With a few comments from me that included her command to style herself to meet my approval, she found herself readily agreeing with my choices. The pleasure she got when she thought about styling herself to my image left her with a natural pink blush on her cheeks.

I had paid for her items and was loading them into the car when I suddenly heard the dull clap of Amy's combat boots on the asphalt parking lot. She was taking advantage of my moment of inattention to make a run for a police cruiser that was parked a few rows away. I couldn't tell if there was an officer in the vehicle, but I didn't want to take the risk.

I was about to activate all twenty magnets, but I hesitated. I'd never tested using the magnets at anything but close ranges. I knew the effect got weaker with distance, but I didn't know how much. If she suddenly collapsed on the ground that would look far more suspicious than her running to the cop. I was half tempted to let her make it to the cop. It's doubtful he would believe her, but the police report could be used against me later on.

I ended up risking only 10 magnets. Amy stumbled and stopped her advance as she suddenly felt a powerful pull back to me. The magnets were located on both of our lips. I figured making her make out with me would be the best way to downplay things if anyone was watching. Amy did not turn around immediately. She fought off the pull for a couple of seconds. She finally twitched and slowly turned to walk back toward me. At about that time the cop backed out of his parking space. My adrenaline suddenly kicked in. I had to defuse this situation. I could not let Amy say anything potentially incriminating about me. I added one more magnet. Amy began running back to me. I had to carefully drop the magnets off when I saw her beginning to daze out as she came closer.

The cop turned into our parking row right when Amy reached me. I heard the dull scraping of the cruiser's poorly adjusted brakes as it approached. With 6 magnets still activated Amy leaped into my arms and began making out with me just as the cop was about to stop. "Get a room!" Came out of the intercom as the cop drove on by.

I carried the disobedient girl to the passenger side of the car and sat her in the seat. I left the magnets activated to take advantage of the submission effect they have. "Don't move." I forcefully commanded. Amy obediently stayed seated as I ordered her to despite the nearly irresistible pull she had to kiss me again.

I walked around and climbed into the driver's side. I let out a deep sigh as I finally remembered to breathe after that close call. "Amy, Amy, Amy..." I shook my head and scolded her. "I tried to leave you a bit of free will while your mind slowly changes for me. Don't you remember my little demonstration with your clothes earlier? What did that take... 15 minutes of disobedience before you completely broke for that particular command? Well, Amy, now we are going to do that for ALL of the commands I gave you, while we finish shopping. You are going to feel needy and submissive like this the entire time too"

Amy just sat there dazed with wide eyes. She had a cursory understanding of what I was about to do to her, but she was far too distracted by the magnets to fully acknowledge her own inevitable downfall. She looked so sexy dazed out and submissive because of the magnets. I moved the magnets from my mouth to my hand, and from her mouth to her pussy. This would be the most effective and fun combo for what I was planning. With six activated her mind was clouded like a light hypnotic trance, and it was difficult for her to think of anything except getting her needy pussy closer to my hand. She just stayed seated as her cheeks flushed and her breathing accelerated though. She still obeyed though. Amy didn't even consider moving.

I figured a few hours of that level of desire while we shopped would accelerate the finalization of the commands I'd already placed in her mind. My hypothesis was that the difference between Tina's complete integration of the commands, and Amy's spotty integration, was solely due to the short amount of time Amy spent under the effect of the magnets. Just a little testing was needed.