Some "convincing" is needed

"What!" Saoirse said and almost jumped up. "That is a porno prompt. Who you think I am?"

"No worry," I said. "I know exactly who you are. SLEEP!"

I watched how Saoirse sunk into the chair with the snap of my finger. It was just too easy, especially with all the stuff I had set up in my office. Even the music was helping with the hypnotic effect.

"Saoirse, you hear me?"

"Y e s ...," she responded with a dreamy voice.

"You gonna need a new name for your new career," he said and thought about it for a moment. "Your new name is Sherryl Sinn," he said.

"Sh er ry l Si nn ...," she mumbled again and nodded slowly. I grinned. Saoirse was already gone, now she was Sherryl. Time to give her some instructions for her look.

"As you are a super nymphomaniac slut," I tell her. "You need to turn your body into something men will crave. So I gonna give you a card from a great doctor I work with. You will head there directly and get some nice tits. Those need to get much bigger. And then you gonna need longer hair and he can work on your lips too. I want you to be the perfect slut for our movie."

"Pe rf ec t sl ut ..."

"Exactly. So I gonna snap with my finger and Saoirse Ronan is gone, only Sherryl Sinn will be there. You barely can wait to start shooting but first, you need to see the doctor."

I snapped with my finger and Saoirse, now Sherryl, opened her eyes again. "I love that idea," she stated and looked down at her body. "But not sure if I have the curves to play that role." I hand her the card and she directly gets it.

"Call me when you are ready for shooting."