Week One: Secure Cynthia's Time

It took a week for the ring to recharge between uses, or put another way, he had four uses of the ring per month. October was coming to a close in roughly a week, and afterwards, he would have another eight full months to 'win' his game and secure Cynthia. This was not counting things like vacation day, spring and winter break, and so forth where he wouldn't have access to her. To make matters worse, in four months time, Cynthia would be selecting a college to attend.

Depending on the location, it might put her out of his reach, and that John wasn't willing to abide. After all the work he was going to be putting into her, all the ring uses that he was going to be pouring into her, the last thing he wanted was for her to wander off to a prestigious college in a foreign country, or even a different state, where he wouldn't be able to access her.

This meant that he had thirty-three uses at most. It wasn't enough. Not on its own at any rate.

If John were to use his rings powers to manufacture a good memory concerning him, that would take a use. If he wanted to highlight said memory, that would take another use. John could halve that if he could just interact with her long enough to make a genuine positive memory. The primary obstacle to this was the instigating incident, the coffee incident, as well as the half-dozen awkwardly cold interactions they had in the following years.

John could undercut this by fading the memory of the coffee incident, not getting rid of it entirely but making it seem unimportant in her mind. While that did sound tempting, John only got a single use per week and there was something better to spend his charge on.

There school had a mentorship program in place meant to help failing students get back on track. The way the program worked was simple. Good students with high scores got the opportunity to volunteer to become mentors while students with lower scores were **** into the program. As it so turned out, Calculus, the class John shared with Cynthia this year, was hard.

The way the grading for the class worked was that the score you got was sixty-five percent your test grade, twenty percent your homework, and fifteen percent your participation.

Cynthia was intelligent and motivated, but everyone had a weakness and for her, it was math. It was obvious she was trying, She hadn't missed an assignment, participated regularly, and still managed to fail the first test with a fifty-two. With test scores counting for over half the grade, that wasn't great. It had gotten her placed on the 'needs help' list.

John, on the other hand, was a wizard at math and had gotten a hundred on the last test, qualifying him to be a mentor. If he could get a spot as Cynthia's tutor, he would have bi-weekly access to her at the very least. The sticking point of this plan was that he had no control over who he would have to mentor.

Once a mentor volunteered, the Calculus teacher, Mrs. Fernthrow, would assign the mentor a student and afterwards, they were stuck with him. Calculus being calculus, there were plenty of people who needed tutoring. The last thing the John needed was to be stuck tutoring some nerdy kid with pimples twice a week.

While for most, who they had gotten assigned to was random chance, John had the memory editor to help him out.

The calculus teacher, Mrs. Jennifer Fern was thirty-two, making her one of the younger members of the faculty. She gradated from college herself less than a decade ago and was more than familiar with the plights of students. Rather than making her sympathetic, it just made her more demanding. After all, if she could do it, why couldn't you?

Her greatest redeeming feature, the one that made up for how strict and unrelenting she was in the enforcement of rules, was her looks. Her face had a bad girl slant to it, angular and smooth, making her look like a noble-woman turned slut. Her voice possessed a nasal tang that sent his mind straight to the gutter, and her body was wonderful.

Like Cynthia, Jennifer was a fairly short woman. In fact, Jennifer was actually shorter than Cynthia by a good three inches, standing at five foot four to Cynthia's five foot seven. Her breasts were smaller as well at humble C cups, though they looked bigger on her tiny frame.

In honesty, Jennifer was one of the women that John had considered using his powers on to get into bed. Eventually, he opted against it because of the limited charges he had. He would like to fuck Jennifer, yes, but he would like to fuck Cynthia far more.

Jennifer was basically Cynthia, except less then her. She was older at thirty-two compared to Cynthia's eighteen, and as such, she would have fewer years of beauty up ahead. Jennifer was curved deliciously, but had a bit less leg than Cynthia did, courtesy of a shorter height. Her breasts were moderate in size, as opposed to Cynthia's, which were huge. Her hair was raven black to the blonde locks that gave Cynthia her bimbo look.

Between the two, there was not much in the way of a contest... initially at least. Now, Jennifer had something else going for her. She was his best resource for seducing Cynthia, an unwitting accomplice to his plans.

Jennifer controlled who was paired with who, not only for tutorship, but also for all group work the class would be undertaking in the future. She also controlled how long the tutors would meet the student and how many times a week. As long as he controlled her, he controlled the process.

"Mrs. Fern, I've completed the form as you've asked."

But of course, that was easier said than done. John wasn't sure how to go about his master plan, to be honest, but the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. He would have to begin somewhere, and this was the best first step he could think of.

Jennifer looked up from the the homework she was grading. "Thank you. Before you submit this, you do realize that once you've entered the program, you won't be able to leave without a solid reason right?"

"Yes ma'am," John paused, feigning hesitation. "If it isn't too much trouble, do you know who I'm going to be tutoring? I wouldn't want to get stuck with someone I can't stand."

Mrs. Fern shrugged. "I can't say right now. I normally wait for all the would-be tutors to submit applications before I finalize pairings."

"Alright. Thank you for your time." As he turned to leave, John activated his ring. In Jennifer's mind, the last few seconds rewrote themselves.

"I intend to pair you with Cynthia Fryer."

"Why her?" John questioned playing up his ****. It struck him that was probably a good idea. It would lull the victim into believing that the plan that he was planting in their heads were their idea. "Not that I have a problem with this, but we don't always get along."

"I would prefer it if both of the tutor and the assigned student could learn from one another," Jennifer explained. "You know the material, you know the material very well, but you lack the dedication she has."

John blinked, surprised. "But I got full marks on the test," he argued.

Jennifer nodded, somehow making the motion look disapproving. "Talent, not hard work. Remember, the class might be sixty-five percent test scores, but it is also twenty-percent homework and fifteen percent participation. Of the homework, you've managed to miss three, despite it only being a month into the school year. As to participation, you never speak. Ever. I'm hoping that pairing you with Cynthia will result in you learning from her work ethic and catch her up on the material."

John feigned a morose look. "I see you've made up your mind."

Jennifer nodded. "My decision is final.

In the real world, Jennifer stopped writing for a brief second. On one of the post it notes on her desk she scribbled a quick note. "Pair John Doe and Cynthia Fryer."

Options for Week 2:

• Secure Jennifer Option 1: Fantasy Route- Use the rings power to give Jennifer memories of having vivid fantasies involving you. Have her slowly fall for you.
• Secure Jennifer Option 2: **** Route- Just because she hasn't done something wrong doesn't mean that she doesn't think she hasn't done something wrong. Use the rings power to give her memories of doing something wrong, and that you recorded her doing it. Use that to **** her.
• Cynthia- Fade the coffee incident- New relationship, new beginnings. By the time you start mentoring her next week, the ring should have recharged. You may not be able to make her forget the incident entirely without arousing suspicion, but you could make it seem a lot less important. To anyone looking in, they would assume that after four years, she had naturally chosen to let the grudge fade.
• Cynthia- Start isolating her- The greatest weakness of the ring is outside influence, and Cynthia is very connected to the outside. It's why you can't make her forget the coffee incident (risks of social media reminding her, friends reminding her, etc.) You can use the rings powers to start separating her from her social network, however.