she doesn’t know she has a dick appointment, but she does now

He put his phone aside but it soon buzzed and lit up with her reply: Hell yes. My place?

That’s something he hadn’t considered, taking her in her own bed. There was something delightful about that. He texted back that he’d see her at 7. The rest of the work day was a crawl toward his ultimate goal of the evening. Every once in a while he’d glance over at Laura. Once he caught her examining her face in her phone camera, pouting her lips trying to emphasize them. Another time he saw her subtly lifting her breasts and enhancing her cleavage. His conditioning was clearly taking hold and the entertainment of watching her slip deeper and deeper into the first steps of bimbofication.

5:00 couldn’t come fast enough. He stopped by a liquor store on the way to Eliza’s to pick up some of her favorite whiskey. He wouldn’t need it, but it would be better for her to think the **** had something to do with what was coming tonight. All he could think about on the train ride was how he was going to have his friend and what he wanted her first time to be like. He’d never had the chance to take a virgin before and the thought was overwhelming. He’d be touching depths no man had ever explored.

Eliza greeted him enthusiastically when he arrived. “You have no idea how glad I was when you texted, it’s been a fucking day.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, god…”

Eliza launched into her day. Rude clients, shitty bosses, she’d really had it all. Steven listened, smiling and watching her putter around the kitchen to put out snacks and food for the two. Steven contributed little. He’d had a relatively average day; the only thing of note was his ability to control the women around him with a simple, swirling gif.

“... anyway I really needed this.” she lifts the bottle of whisky he’d brought and happily poured herself a glass.

“Sounds like you really need to relax.”

She exhaled and gave him a look that said ‘you got that fucking right.’

“I’d love to help.”

“You’re already helping!” she gave him a bright smile.

“But I can always help more.” He gave her a winning smile before uttering his most powerful word, “Trance.”

Eliza almost dropped her glass as her eyes glazed over. Steven smiled. Once again he had full control of his best friend.