Try to fry her brain

You decide that in the interests of your newborn fetish, you're gonna take this as far as you can and see what happens. You pull yourself to a seated position and push your capture back a little, guiding her into the gurney with you. "Are you there?", you ask.

The vapid nurse nods a little bit as you pull her into the bed, not breaking eye contact as she unconsciously straddles you to get a better view. She swallows her spit. "Mmmmmm...", she intones. You reach forward and run your fingernails along the side of her head and down her neck, snickering a little. "You like this, don't you...?" The corners of her mouth bend into a sleepy smile, eyes still as wide as can be. "MMMMMmmm... hehee.", she giggles.

You reach forward with both hands and begin massaging her scalp, undoing a mass of hair clips and bands to free the zigzag mane of her hair into a frizzy mess. You pull her closer to your face and her dopey smile widens from the attention, eliciting more sleepy laughter. "See, you thought you were smart, but you're just a stupid whore, aren't you...?", you whisper. She gurgles a reply. Drool runs down from the corner of her mouth.

Creasing your brow, you mentally push everything into your eyeballs. As your headache spikes in pain, the rate of your spirals increases rapidly at this pace ("why didn't I try this sooner?") and your **** shivers from the effects. Soon enough, though, you see the culmination of your efforts: her black pupils begin to glow green. Then white, then back to green and white and green and white and soon enough her eyes are spiraling, just like yours. Her entire brain is swept up in the colors, and they only swirl faster with each second you stare.

The exertion is too much, though, and you find yourself getting carried away, your hypnosis rapidly becoming the most painful thing you've ever experienced. You can see black dots dancing across your vision, hearing flickers in and out, your sense of touch even begins to numb itself.

With a groan that lengthens into a roar, you manage to pull your eyes away from your victim and you shut your eyes as tightly as possible, pushing your **** away, trying to slow yourself down. The headache is enough to split your head in half, and every other sense seems to fade in and out with the exertion.

Slowly, the rings dissipate from behind your eyelids, and the pain becomes a distant ache. You open your eyes... and there she is, your lovely little nurse, lying face-down on the floor where you left her, unmoving.

You panic. Is she dead? Oh, God, you killed her. Turned her into a vegetable. You roll out of bed and promptly fall to your knees, but you manage to crawl over and roll her to her side. Despite being away from your influence for some time, her eyes are still fixated somewhere into infinity with bands of green and white rolling through her vision - slowly, but still there. You dab a bit of slobber from the corner of her mouth. "Anybody home...?", you nervously ask, and she giggles in response "Nnnoooooo... eheheeheheheee...". You sigh in relief. "Well, we're somewhere..."