Mind Control Kerrigan

Kerrigan laid down on her bed and tried to sleep. Her dreams were haunted by visions of her as a Zerg. Killing innocents, feeding off of their blood.

“That’s no longer you,” said a soft voice.

“Who said that?” Kerrigan asked.

“You can change,” the voice continued.

The dream shifted to that of Kerrigan in front of a beautiful mansion next to a pool. Her jumpsuit gone it had been replaced it with a sexy purple swimsuit with a sarong tied around her waist.

“Isn’t this more tranquil?”

“Yes... I guess.”

“Why don’t you relax... relax...”

“I should...” Kerrigan laid down on a chair.

“You are such a beautiful woman. You love being complimented, don’t you?“

Kerrigan nodded, letting the sun bath her body.

“When people compliment how beautiful you are you will feel pleasure.”

“I-I will feel pleasure.”

“Good... you are so beautiful.”

Kerrigan blushed as she felt a comforting warmth grow inside her.

“Don’t you just love this calm and serenity?”

“Yes...”

“When you feel aggressive or violent, remember this feeling. Be calm, be docile... be submissive...”

“I will be calm, docile, and submissive...”

“Good girl... you may wake.”