THEY'RE ALL FUCKING BITCHES, AND TREND SETTER

-They're All Fucking Bitches-

Any warmth or familiarity the subject once felt towards the female sex has been purged. They'll assume a female is in the wrong in any situation they encounter, and will gleefully participate in, and enable humiliating situations for other women. Though aggressively straight now, the subject will get turned on seeing a man dominate and humiliate other women.

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-They're All Fucking Bitch+ - Stupid Bitches

The subject's hatred for the female sex was once rooted in ignorance, opinion, and generalizations. How's it's based on fact and evidence. No woman while in the presence of the Subject is able to outperform a man in any test physical or mental, barring sickness or disabilities. They'll become weak, clumsy, and forgetful, when going up against man. The subject is the only person who realizes this new fact about women, all other women think they still operate at their baseline level of competence when going up against a male. Which leads the subject to think that women who oppose men are... well... stupid fucking bitches.

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-Trend Setter-

If strangers witness the subject perform an act that causes them to gain submission points, treating the subject in that manner becomes normalized for people within a 50 foot radius. They’ll assume that’s how the subject is supposed to be treated and will make the same demands of them. The subject might not perform these acts with other people if their submission score is not high enough for these people, but they won’t think ill of you for treating them the same way so many others do.

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-Trend Setter + - Ms. Popular

People who witness the subject perform an act that causes them to gain submission points, not only normalizes treating the subject in such a manner, but also causes all effected people to desire being treated like that as well. They might not demand being treated like this of you if their submission score is not equal to what the subject has for you, but they'll demand it of people with whom they have similar scores, and certainly of people who are also effected by this trait.

Awesome.

Totally awesome on both of those.

And we were off to the races.

Mel pushed off from the floor, to charge at me, but Miranda checked her in the shoulder, pressing her against the door frame. "Now hold up, you can't just..."

Mel, I'd observed seemed to be a woman of few words, and not much interested in explaining the situation to Miranda. Whatever the situation was. She grabbed the arm that was holding her, pushed Miranda away, and then used her arm to swing her towards the wall. At which point Miranda did some Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon shit, rAn up the wall, got her arm free and then flipped behind Mel. Who seemed unimpressed, and just tackled my roommate to the floor.

I looked over at Brooke who'd understandably stopped making out with Emma and was watching the awesome fight go down. "Don't just stand there, help Miranda." I ordered.

"But..." The Barista didn't seem to think she belonged in the kung fu fight taking place on the floor.

"Save the woman you love!" I pushed again.

Brooke gulped, but you could pretty much hear the Popeye music playing in the background, as she got to her feet, screamed and charged Mel to knock her off of Miranda before she was able to do too much damage. (Brooke Filmore +3)(55SP)

Then I saw it, in beautiful HD, and in living color. Daisy and Emma, see Brooke being commanded to help Miranda take down Mel. They process this image for a SECOND, before a look of admiration sweeps over them. They hesitate for just a moment before, both of them charge towards the dogpile of women, each jumping on one of Mel's limbs. The struggle lasts for about another minute, because Mel is an absolute beasts, and even four women on top of her have a hard time subduing. Miranda's doing the bulk of the action, her military training at least helping her get the monster of a woman into the hold. She wouldn't have stood a chance against Mel, if she didn't have three other girls using all the weight to disable her other limbs. In the end Mel was pinned on her back, with knees pressing into all her joints, to keep her down like a butterfly.

Daisy and Emma were panting and smiling, like this was all a game. Brooke looked up to Miranda, happy her loved had been saved, and hoping for a bit of appreciation. And Miranda grimaced, and kept one eye closed, from a elbow blow Mel had gotten in on her. But none the less she seemed satisfied that I was alright. She now looked at me, with lust filled eyes, almost anticipating what I was going to do to this newest player in the game.

Reluctantly I finished stroking my cock, and got up to my feet. I had yet another woman to conquer after all. Couldn't let Miranda have all the fun.

I waltzed up to Mel with a cocky swagger, and a bit of a nasty grin. I didn't hate anyone, but I carried the closest thing to it, when it came to Mel. Ever since she almost blew my head off back on the island. "So, what was it you were arresting me for?"

She smiled at me, like she wasn't in any danger at all. "It didn't have to be an arrest." A fire flickered in her eyes. Murderous intent, if I'd ever seen it, and I never had. "Sit boy."

Well fuck.