Amanda Waller

"Oh! I know who you should turn into a goon!" Harley exclaimed.

"Who?" John asked, genuinely curious whom Harley would want for share her fate with.

"Amanda Waller!" Harley declared.

"Amanda Waller?" John asked, perplexed. "Doesn't she work for the government or something?"

"Yes! That fat bitch put a bomb in my head and made me do missions for the Suicide Squad! Turnabout is a dish best served sticky!"

John shrugged his shoulders. Why not? He wished and suddenly a short fat black woman in a business suit appeared in the bowling alley.

"What the?" Waller exclaimed, looking around until her eyes settled on Harley. "Quinn! What the fuck did you do?"

"I talked my boss into making you a goon, bitch!" Harley declared.

Waller had already drawn her gun before John remembered he needed to take control of the women but fortunately she considered Harley her main threat. Before she could shoot her, John wished for her to stand at attention and await orders. She did just that.

"Hi! I'm John," he introduced himself after walking around to face her. "I'm Harley's boss. I'm your boss too now."

"You're my boss too now," she agreed, John having wished for her to obey his every word.

"Harley doesn't seem to like you very much," Josh observed. "Enslaving you was her suggestion."

"Harley can kiss my fat black ass," Waller said, cold as ice despite her situation.

"Come on, Mr. J! Make her a goon! Cum on her face like you did me!" Harley begged.

"So you made that mess, Boss?" Waller asked him. "Cute. You should have her clean it off if you don’t want her to breakout though. Up to you, of course."

"Thanks," John said. "I'll take a few pics and then have her clean up. How do you know about something like that?"

"I know a lot of things about a lot of things," Waller said. "That could be useful for you, since you're my boss now."

"Yeah? I guess it would be good to have someone working for me who isn't a total binbo." He conceded.

"What?!? Don’t tell me you’re falling for this Mr. J!" Harley exclaimed. "You can't trust her!"

"Is that true, Amanda?" He asked. "Tell me honestly, what are you planning?"

"My short term plan is to get Quinn out of the room so I can continue ingratiating myself to you and convince you that my knowledge and intelligence are valuable to you so that you don't use this power you seem to have to keep me from being able to figure out a way to escape it. Long term, my plan is to betray your trust, transfer your power to someone more trustworthy if possible or put an explosive device in your head and make you use this power you have to serve the interests of the government if not. Of course, now that you've made me tell you my plans I'll need to come up with a new plan and hope you're to distracted by fucking the clown woman to remember too ask me what I'm planning," Mrs. Waller admitted.

"Huh," he said. "You must think I'm a real idiot."

"Yes. Yes, I do. Even with me having to do what you tell me, I still expect to be free of your power within 30 minutes at the outset," she told him.

John fumed.

"Oh yeah? Well I…I… I wish you were dumber than you think I am!" He said.

"Oh fuck…" Said

Mrs. Waller as her jaw went slack.

"YES!" Harley exclaimed. "YES! YES! YES! That's what I'm talking about! How dumb are you now, Bitch?"

"Oh god…I'm so dumb!" She exclaimed, looking horrified. "Like really, really…dumb! Like some kind of…"

"Dummy?" Harley suggested.

"Yeah! Dummy! I…I knew that! Oh god…" Waller said.

John took pity on her.

"It’s gonna be okay, Mandi," he told her. "Your name is Mandi now, by the way. I know how to make things better. Just forget you were ever smart! Forget you used to be a government agent or director or whatever you were. Forget everything about your life before becoming my goon!"

The newly named Mandi's eyes went wide as her life before dissolved into mist.

"There now, Mandi! Isn’t that better? Be happy that you get to work for the best boss in the world!" John commanded.

Mandi grinned and giggled.

"Thanks Boss!" She exclaimed.

"Now let's really fix you up!" He said.

Several wishes later, no one would recognize Amanda Waller, assuming they came looking. Mandi had lost the fat on her belly, face, neck and limbs but her tits and ass were as prodigious as before. More so, having been firmed up with John's wishes.

Her hair grew out to a huge afro, tied off with lemon yellow ribbons into two pompoms.

She got a matching pair of lemon yellow booty shorts and a white halter top to hold up her massive titties and some high heeled white knee boots to complete the ensemble.

"Now you look like a proper bimbo goon, Mandi Dumbslut!" John announced, satisfied with his creation.

The black bimbo giggled and wiggled.

"Thanks Boss!" She said.

"Now I think you mentioned something about Harley kissing your fat black ass," John said.

"I did?" Mandi asked.

"What?!?" Harley exclaimed, having enjoyed things up to now.

"Do it, bimbo!" John commanded. "Bringing Mandi into the gang was your idea. Welcome her by licking her asshole!"

"OK, fine!" The harlequin agreed.

John enjoyed the show as Harley had Mandi bend over a ball return and pulled down her tight shorts, diving between her massive ass cheeks intent on performing the ordered rimjob. Mandi was confused by what was happening but soon began to really enjoy it, braying like a donkey on helium.

"OK, NOW you should go wash your face. And brush your teeth," John instructed, after slapping Harley's ass to let her know she was done. "When you get back, we can decide if we need another goon for the gang!"

"Whatever you say, Mr. J," said the humiliated Harley and went off to clean up.

Meanwhile John explained to Mandi that as a goon, she needed to masturbate frequently, though it might make her dumber.

"I don’t mind being a dummy, Boss!" Mandi assured him. "You're the smart one! That's why you're the Boss!"

"Yes I am!" He agreed.

And he could certainly be the boss of more than two goons. But who should he recruit next?