She'd rather stay.

"The person I woke up as this morning." She says.

Despite all the reassurances that Justine has given you, you are still shocked by this answer.

"Why do you feel that way?" You ask.

"I am happy with who you made me into. Not much, has changed about me besides my sexual orientation and my feelings towards you."

"So you want to stay the same?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." She replies, with calm conviction.

You didn't expect this result. You still don't feel great about doing it, but you feel a relief that she wants to stay with you. It has only been a short time, but you can't imagine your life without her.

"Ok Justine, in a few seconds I will say awake and when I do you will awaken feeling refreshed and energized. You will remember everything that happened while you were under trance. You will return to who you were this morning with one change. You will not obey any command if mine that a previous version of you would not be comfortable with. You will only obey a command of mine or allow me to change you in a way that you are sure would not compromise your values or safety. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand." She replies, a serene smile on her face.

"Ok, awake!" You command.

Immediately she snaps out of her trance.

"How do you feel?" You ask.

"I feel great! Do you feel better now?" She asks with a compassionate voice.

"Yeah mostly" you say, meekly "but it still doesn't feel right. I still feel like I made you attracted to me."

She puts a hand on my shoulder and stares deeply into my eyes, seemingly unaffected by my powers. "You have done nothing to me that I am not ok with. Yes you made me trust you, but you basically were able to take something that normally takes a long time to develop and developed it in a few minutes. And since then, you haven't done anything but give me pleasure and kindness. Have you ever been in BDSM relationship before?" She asks.

You shake your head.

"BDSM, true BDSM, not the kind you see in the media, is all about consent. I am giving you consent to change me however you want to, especially since now I know that you will not change me in a way that I am uncomfortable with."

"But what if..." You ask, but she puts a finger to your mouth to cut you off.

"Consent means acknowledging my autonomy to make my own decisions. This is what I've decided. Most people are not like me however, and you will probably need their consent before making changes to them. But know that for me, right now, with all the knowledge I have of who I was and who I am, am giving you my consent. It is now your responsibility to reaffirm my consent and communicate with me. Does that make you feel better?"

I nod, feeling meek again and she hugs me. Soft tears begin to form at my cheeks. "I don't deserve you." I whisper to her.

"Don't say such a foolish thing." She says and pulls me into a kiss.