They are enslaved

Chizuru had to laugh a bit at how things played out. She expected the two girls to actually ruin her fun, or at least stick a thorn in her plans, but this was just embarrassing. For them anyway, she was having the time of her life here.

Tits after tits keep falling into her palms, no boobs will be ungroped! Small or large they all belong to her.

She kept groping the girls. Their smaller boobs didn't matter much to her. She loved breasts of all sizes. It's just that larger ones will always be better to the touch.

As the thought of what to do, a smile crept onto her face. Both of the girls were going to have some fun eating food and watching whatever show Karin was excited to see.

Unfortunately for Karin, her foolishness cemented her fate. She won't be watching that show anytime soon. Hopefully, she'll be able to catch a rerun whenever she has the time.

But with how much Chizuru plans to grope the girl, that might not happen any time soon.

"What were your plans for today?" Chizuru asked Yuzu.

She stepped up to the girl and removed her top and bra, leaving her standing in the room with her small boobs bare. "I was going to cook food, then watch TV with Karin before doing my school work."

"Hmm," Chizuru hummed and grabbed her nipples firmly. She squeezed them hard enough that the skin grew red, and the nipples stayed erect when she pulled her hand back. "Well, luckily for you, you'll never have to do homework again. In fact, because you two were so stupid to fall for my lie, you are my slaves."

"Your slaves," The girls repeated.

"When I squeeze your left nipple, you will become my mindless cooking slut. You exist only to serve me food."

Yuzu didn't care that her nipples were fully erect like two switches, "I exist only to serve you food," she droned.

"When I squeeze your right nipple, you will still be aware but won't be able to do anything but cook for me. And when I squeeze both of your nipples at the same time, you will return to normal. Understand?"

"I understand, I am your cooking slut."

"Good," Chizuru said. She gave Yuzu's left nipple a kiss and then squeezed it as hard as she could manage.

Yuzu blinked to life, "Mistress, are you hungry?"

"Yes," Chizuru giggled.

"Then I will prepare you a meal," She said and walked off towards the kitchen with her bag of groceries.

"And then there was one..." Chizuru eyed the other girl.