You're not done here as far as you're concerned, so Alina it is.

Okay, you made up your mind. You just shared a really intimate **** session with your new employee of the month over here and you still need to find a way out of this bathroom without going to jail. There's this little problem of all of this girl's clothes being shredded too. If she decides to call the cops, you're pretty sure there's no way you're staying out of jail.

You focus, making your decision, and something in the air... changed.
It feels almost like there's an electric current that suddenly filled the room. It feels... warm. Cozy. Alina, whose bowels you're still absentmindedly sawing your semi-hard cock into stiffens and starts trembling, the warmth flowing around her as she is transformed, somehow. You instinctively know that she's now linked to you, yours in every sense of the word. You're still yourself, but now, she's a part of you somehow too.

"What.... what did you do to me?"
"I told you I owned you, fuckhole. I meant it. This is what I mean."

So she still has her own mind, that's interesting. You're going to need to take time to test this properly.

"What... what are you?"
"I'm your new boss. Miss Lopez. You can start calling me Sir from now on."
"Yes... sir. How are you making me do this?"

You smirk, you have no fucking idea. But she doesn't need to know that.
What's important is that you have a smoking hot girl impaled on your cock that's now a completely willing sex ****.

"I told you I can read your mind, I can do more than just read it, I can modify it at will. I turned you-"
"I know you're lying. You got your powers from a magic watch."
"... What?"

Uh... that was unexpected. Either a perfect submission score isn't something that can be reached through normal means, or there's more to this familiar business than just raising someone's submission score to the maximum level. You think you might be in trouble here.

"I don't know what you did, because you yourself don't really know what you did... but you made me a part of you somehow. I can tell what you're thinking, and what you feel. And I FEEL like I'm a part of you now. I want the things you want, because you want them. You want to **** your sister and humiliate her because she makes you feel stupid. I want to do those things because you want to do them. I would have thought that was disgusting before, and I still do... but I'm still going to help you do everything you want because you want it, and that's all that matters."

Okay... waaaay unexpected. You thought you were getting a sex ****, but this is something else altogether.

"She doesn't make me feel stupid."
"You're lying again, Sir. You think you're a moron, and compared to your sister, you're a blithering baboon. You're right... Sir."

You're starting to realize that there is a chance this will get old, and get old pretty fast.

"Don't worry about that, sir. I felt what you just felt, and I will be more careful in how I phrase things going forward. I'm now returning to the version of myself you desire the most, one that is still mostly intact, that you can humiliate and **** without any repercussions."

Okay, maybe not so bad? All the thinking you did has gotten you pretty hungry at this point though. Alina started mewling pathetically under you as you slowly fuck your cock up her ass, just like before the weird light hit the two of you. It almost feels like the last few minutes didn't happen. But in any case, it's time to pull your cock out of this girl and go-

Alina pulls forward, gently pulling your cock out of her tightly stretched anus and turns around, wordlessly taking your cock in her mouth and thoroughly cleaning it with her tongue. She looks up at you with those cute little puppy dog eyes and begs you for mercy.

"Please... will you let me go, Sir? I did everything you wanted. Please, let me go. I won't tell anyone."