What she remembers

"So, Serena," you began, "Let's start off by learning a little about you. Would you rather answer all of my questions about your history openly and honestly, or have your past change to become the answers you give me?"

Her eyes widened a little, apparently curious even through the enforced calm. "Wow, that could really happen? Uh..." She hesitated for a second. "I'll answer you honestly."

That pause surprised you a little, you'd thought that one was a no brainer. Well, you were asking her questions anyway, may as well add that one to the list. "Great, glad to hear it. First up, what took you so long to answer that question?"

She avoided your eyes, blushing slightly, but she spoke clearly and quickly. "I thought about some things I could change about me, and some of them were pretty sexy."

You grinned widely. Apparently, you'd chosen the right girl for these little tests. "Why Serena, you wouldn't happen to be into being controlled, would you?"

She smiled, though the blush still stood out clearly on her cheeks. "Some. I've seen some stuff online, with ropes and things. I really liked some things where the girl was, like, kidnapped and tied up - it was fake, duh, but I thought it was hot anyway. When you said I could change my history it made me think I could have made something like that happen to me, but safe, and maybe, I dunno, less scary?" She shook her head. "This is pretty weird, there's no way I would tell you about this stuff, I haven't even told my boyfriend about it. I know I have to be honest with you, though."

Hm, that was interesting. "So you know I'm making you answer honestly, it's not just...normal?"

She shook her head. "Nope. You gave me a choice, and I had to pick one, but you told me you had a power to make people do stuff when you asked them things."

That was pretty cool, apparently by directly telling her you had a power like this you'd sort of...clued her in a little? She still seemed to think it was ordinary that she had to make a choice, but she knew she was being compelled to follow that choice, presumably because you told her about it. You wondered if you could mess with the parameters of how that worked.

"Okay, let's try something trickier. Would you rather forget anything I told you to forget, or just forget that I have a power that controls people with questions?"

She bit her lower lip. "Forget anything you told me to. Oh, oh wow, I shouldn't have told you that, but that is super hot and you made me be honest, so I'd rather that." She was actually getting a little agitated now, apparently you were pushing the limits of her calm at this point. Maybe 'horny' didn't count as 'not calm' to her? Either way, cool by you. "Please don't make me forget anything important?"

You hadn't really thought about that, but since this was getting hotter than you'd thought it would you decided to throw her a bone. "Don't worry about it; would you rather I could also make you remember anything I tell you to, including things I make you forget, or automatically remember anything I make you forget when this conversation is over?"

She squirmed in her seat. "Remember what you let me." She shook her head. "O-kay, that is really messed up of me."

Well, well. This girl was basically offering her mind up on a platter to you, and you only kind of made her do it. Nice. "You're not wrong, but I promise to play nice." Your sly grin gives you away on that one, and you add, "Mostly. Forget everything I've told you about how my power works, but you can remember that I'm controlling you."

Serena blinked. "Wait, what..." She furrowed her brow, looking confused.

"Problem?" You asked.

"Okay, that's super weird. I know I have to sit here, stay calm, and answer your questions, and you can make me forget stuff if you want to, but I don't know why." She squinted at you. "Did you make me forget something?" You nodded, and her face de-scrunched a little. "Whew. That's still confusing, but at least I get what's going on. My brain sort of froze there for a second."

Huh. That must've been because you left her with a sort of paradox in the rules when you told her to remember that she was being controlled but not how. Weird but cool. You'd intentionally worded things with a little something extra, so you could make her remember things you didn't make her forget...wait a sec. "Serena, remember that your birth name is actually Princess Consuela Bananahammock."

She froze for a second, then shook her head, irritated. "Oh, come on, dude, why'd you let me remember that? My parents have a fucked up sense of humor, and there's this old sitcom episode..." She fluttered her hands in a frustrated kind of way. "Look, I know you're probably going to just play around some more, but if you could just let me forget my real name again, it was easier to just go by Serena and not worry about my dumbass birth name."

Whoah, crazy, she'd totally justified the random thing you'd told her to 'remember' in just a second or two. So not only could you make her remember things that never happened, she'd even fill in the gaps for you. "Okay, you can forget all about that name now."

Serena blinked. "Sorry, what were we talking about?"

You eyed her for a moment, feeling your cock stir as you played around with her mind. You glanced down at the notebook, then set it aside. You could test your questioning powers any time, but right now you just wanted to get your rocks off controlling this girl's brain. "Remember that your birth name is Serena, but you've gone by Slutbunny since you turned 18."

The newly-christened Slutbunny smiled at you with a little heat in it. She leaned toward you just a little, letting her dress hang away from her frame and showing a little more cleavage. "Wow, I'm surprised you let me forget that in the first place, most guys really like that nickname."

Your eyebrows went up and you grinned. Apparently she'd decided if she always went by Slutbunny she also lived up to the name, and you certainly weren't going to stop her. "If I tell you this conversation is over, you want to go see how much I like it, Slutbunny?"

She grinned back at you, rolling her hips a little in her seat. "The sooner the better. Your little bunny is all kinds of ready to hop on to you, John."

Well, who were you to deny a newly-slutty lady?