Yes, he does

"Please ... just let me breathe a little," she whispered softly, releasing her grip.

"You're lucky Marcy's here too," John replied with a laugh and pulled away from Christina.

"I ... I just need to let my parents know right away. Can you influence them over the phone?" she asked him.

"I haven't tried that yet. But the vision I got through the ring says that the people have to be in sight. I'm not even sure I need to see them. I just know that I can influence several people at the same time. So I don't have to look at the people. The power probably only works in a certain radius," he replied with a shrug.

"Mhh, then you'll likely have to meet them at some point and get them to give me more space," she said thoughtfully, before taking a deep breath and sitting up. John inwardly hoped that Christina had inherited a few things from her mother, then he would have one more woman to have fun with.

"What are you up to?" she asked him.

"What do you mean?" he asked, feeling caught out.

"With that bitch there, I've got an idea," Christina replied. John was reassured that she didn't suspect anything and breathed out, relaxed.

"Lars, give your mother a good clean and get off her overexcited cunt, I hope you've got all your buddy's stuff out!" he urged Lars and then turned to Christina.

"Let's hear it."

"I know you can change the body like that, but you won't do it because you're afraid of getting caught. What are your thoughts on having her breasts enlarged by a doctor?" she suggested.

John thought about it and wondered why she was suggesting it.

"Why would I let her do that?" he wanted to know.

"Well, once she's started, you can make further adjustments to her and everyone will think she's been to the doctor again. Besides, she has to spend money on something she doesn't want. And before I forget, I would really make it so she doesn't do it to protect Lars," Christina replied.

Marcy was still moaning as Lars now licked the dried cum off her. She seemed to be wondering why her body was reacting so extremely to it, at least that's what John assumed as he looked over at her while listening to Christina.

"That doesn't even sound bad. I could turn her into one of those bimbos," John laughed, seeing the shocked look on Marcy's face when she heard that. Lars had finished cleaning Marcy of the sperm by now and sat down next to her.

"Go home, Lars, and come back here with your father when he gets here!" said John, moving closer to Marcy. He leaned forward and changed her perception one more time.

"So Marcy, you'll remember everything you've done. But you'll know now that it was me who made you do it. You know that I can change and control your body at will. You also know that I can change your will, your thoughts and even your memories. From now on, you will be who you always were. However, you will never tell anyone about this. You will do everything I tell you, but you will never do anything that could harm me!" he whispered in her ear and took a step back when he had finished.

She looked down at him again and began to curse.

"What have you done to me ... that ... you'll regret it!" she shouted at him at the top of her voice.

"But only you think that! You asked earlier why you couldn't come. Quite simply, your orgasms are mine, you can't come without my permission. And you've heard Christina's idea, I think it's really good. By the way, you'll do what she tells you too! Now shut up and suck my cock!" he replied with a laugh and nodded briefly at Christina. The anger in Marcy's eyes was burning, and she would probably have gone straight for him to claw his eyes out if she could have. Instead, she knelt down in front of him and bent over. You couldn't tell she was resisting, but John was sure she was.

She looked at him in disgust and put her hand around the root of his shaft. As soon as she had leaned forward a little, she slid her tongue along his cock, licking the juice off Christina. John reached for her head, he wasn't wanting this foreplay, and pulled it towards him. So Marcy had **** but to take his cock into her mouth. John took control of her head and really fucked it.

"ARG AGGGG AGG," could now be heard in the room as he fucked her mouth.

Every time he gave her the opportunity, she took a deep breath. However, there was also surprise on her face when she realized that she was being satisfied. After all, her mouth was now sending the same signals as her cunt when he was being fucked. John's horniness got the better of him, that feeling of control made him want to cum, so he thrust one last time and started spurting several loads into her mouth. However, he shot his last two loads after pulling her head back. The first load landed on her brushes and the second in her hair. Then he let go of her head and she jerked back. She looked at him with a mixture of anger, disgust and contempt as a few drops of his cum dripped from her mouth.

"Why are you looking at me so mean now?" John asked her and then laughed out loud.

"That's going to be your main job now. To be at my service, and Joe will help me with that. I'll make sure that you're no longer in charge of the family. That will be me," John laughed again, "But now for Christina's idea. You will go to a plastic surgeon and have your breasts enlarged first. You will, of course, tell me who the doctor is so that I can talk to him. In return, I'll let your wound heal better. And then I'll turn you into a little doll, what do you think?"

Marcy looked at him, pale as a sheet, obviously not knowing what to say. He couldn't imagine the rollercoaster ride she was going through inside. John heard a giggle behind him and turned to Christina.

"I'm sure she won't like that. But I will. Thanks for letting me tell her what to do too," Christina replied to Marcy and slowly stood up, muttering, "What I wouldn't give to have the ring."

"You won't get it, but I think we'll make a good team," John replied, slapping her on the ass.