Taken down a peg...or two

The man with Cassie was Charlie Whitmore, a man who made a fortune refurbishing and reselling computers until he had a chain of computer repair stores and a large online store for refurbished computers and electronics.

You pull up Cassie's libido bar and crank it to the max. You then make her madly in love with Charlie, then make her very, very submissive, and give her a fetish for being dominated.

Next you mentally pull up Charlie's profile. You crank up his libido to well above average, make him very dominant, then have him know Cassie is a gold-digger, so he's going fuck her and dominate her while he could. When they returned home, Charlie's home, but Cassie had moved in, Charlie would have Cassie take over the most menial household chores and be under the supervision of the maid.

Cassie looked over at Charlie, hooked her arm in his and pulled him closer.

Charlie shrugged her off, and Cassie look hurt.

"I don't think you need any new clothes today," you hear Charlie say. "In fact, you have more than enough. I think we need to go home. We need to talk.

"Okay, Charlie." Cassie cleared her throat. He voice was a higher pitch than usual, and she sounded cartoonish.

"What's wrong with your voice?" asked Charlie.

"Um, I don't know!" said Cassie.

You just smile and know exactly what happened to her voice. "Voice to match hair and body," you mumble.