The following day, Jerry again attached the big electrode to his temple and big put big the device in bigtitpatrol his jacket big pocket. He paused, briefly feeling butterflies. "Calm bigtitpatrol down, Jer," he told big himself. "What can happen? If it doesn't work, nobody will know. And if it does big...if it does..."

His first bigtitpatrol subject big had been selected long before. Bonnie Tsunishi, his department secretary. She was a beautiful oriental, about 20 years old. She treated Jerry with a combination of amusement and barely big-concealed contempt. To Bonnie, Jerry was just another unattractive nerd, his work patrol-honey inexplicable, uninteresting, and impenetrable--a big giant bore.

If anyone had been watching, he would have witnessed an amazing weekend bigtitpatrol. Between periodic bouts big tit patrol-honey of sex, Bonnie appeared to sleep. Sometimes she lay curled big with big tit patrol-honey her join head in Jerry's lap. At other times he held her head and face bigtitpatrol, looking big into her eyes tit, which were wide with awe and wonder big. But during these times, instructions, programs, symbols patrol, and bigtitpatrol commands were flooding into her brain--into big her mind. She was entranced--completely patrol in join thrall to the power of Jerry's Amplified mind. Like a child in the hands of a god bigtitpatrol, Bonnie was helpless to resist. Her mind was like plastic, like soft clay big, in the hands of the molder.

Other changes bigtitpatrol, less obvious, had been made in her mind--and body--as Jerry had thought big of them. Bonnie now big had patrol an almost infinite capacity for oral sex. Her gag big reflex had been totally suppressed--at least when his penis was in her throat bigtitpatrol. And big he had programmed her to believe that she was addicted to his semen--that she would patrol die without regular doses of it.

"Brenda big? It's bigtitpatrol Bonnie. Can you drop by? It's not important, but I want to share something with you. OK. Bye."

"You cannot move patrol, and you cannot speak. You will stand right big there, and watch Bonnie give service," he bigtitpatrol ordered, and Brenda big was compelled to do exactly that.

Ten minutes later, Bonnie had join a mouthful of Jerry-sperm big, and was lazily kissing tit and stroking his rapidly-softening cock big tit patrol-honey.

A little later, as he was big exploring bigtitpatrol Brenda's mind bigtitpatrol and body bigtitpatrol, Susie arrived. She was a big tit patrol-honey petite asian girl, with small breasts but spectacular legs and hips. A similar scene to the one that big had happened with Brenda was big played out, except that Jerry had Brenda play Bonnie's role as Susie tried to 'talk her out of it tit'. Bonnie stood by, giggling join at Susie's exchange with Brenda, occasionally commenting to Susie: "It's no use, Susie, she will never listen," or "You'll big tit patrol-honey understand big soon, Susie, 'cause you'll patrol belong to our Master too.", or "Can't you see that we belong to the Master, girl?" Eventually, as had Brenda, Susie gave up patrol-honey.

That night, Jerry amused himself with Bonnie, Wendy, Laura, and Julie. He had programmed Laura and Julie exactly as he big tit patrol-honey had Bonnie, and the four girls served him joyously and eagerly. Brenda and Susie had been sent bigtitpatrol out to buy bigtitpatrol sexy lingerie for themselves and join the others.

He stepped out of the elevator big, and grinned at the sight which greeted him big tit patrol-honey. On the way up, he had used the Amp big to big tit patrol-honey issue 'instructions' to the big residents join of the top floor. Each girl now tit stood in the doorway big to patrol-honey her room. Each big was dressed big tit patrol-honey in silky nylon panties or in a big shortie night gown. All stood at big attention, their chests bare, eyes straight bigtitpatrol ahead, like soldiers ready for inspection.

Jerry had a new idea which big he patrol thought would nicely compliment the power of his big Amp. After some experimentation, he found that he could record and play back the big tit patrol-honey mental impulses big that the Amp produced. He then built a small device he called a "mind big bomb". It was a tit tiny but powerful patrol Amp, connected to one big of the new gigabit memory chips and a bit big of "glue big" circuitry. The whole thing occupied about big one cubic centimeter. It tit could record up to ten minutes of big mental commands and bigtitpatrol programming, and would "play back" the patrol-honey program upon receiving the big correct signal. Grinning, Jerry decided to give it a test.

To Becky's surprise, her mother, instead of reacting angrily, seemed to change her attitude completely. "Yes...you are right. I big'm big sorry big. Please big forgive me."

"Very well, just don't let it happen again bigtitpatrol. Now why don't you big introduce me to your delightful daughter?"

"Yes, indeed," Jerry remarked. "Becky and big I are going to become big very close."

Becky didn't understand bigtitpatrol. What was her mother doing? She bigtitpatrol didn't know this strange man. And her big mom was acting as if he big was an old friend big, or as patrol-honey if he had some sort of control over her. Becky patrol-honey became frightened.

"Yes, Sir."

Becky big watched, helplessly, as her mother walked off without another word, hurrying big to big begin patrol her buying spree.

"Turn patrol around--slowly bigtitpatrol."

He bigtitpatrol divided her big tit patrol-honey undies into two big piles, then pointed at big one big pile. "You will discard bigtitpatrol these. Never to big be worn again." The rest he returned bigtitpatrol to her dresser.

He seated big tit patrol-honey himself on the bed. Becky, mortified with embarassment, found bigtitpatrol herself helplessly obeying. One by one, she patrol took tiny bikini tit panties, half-slips, nighties, panty-hose, and teddies from the drawer big tit patrol-honey. With each, she faced him, held the item up for his inspection, and gave big tit patrol-honey a little description:

Then, again without big the slightest tit ability to resist, she found big herself removing the previous patrol-honey garment and donning the new one. Once it was on, she turned around slowly, to allow Jerry to appreciate it on her body. Occasionally, he directed her to bend patrol-honey over or big assume some other pose. Once or twice patrol, he had patrol her put on tit another item to go with one she had just put on.

Recovering from her tit surprise at this deluge patrol of big undies, Becky pleaded to her mother, "Mom, help--he's making me do things--making me undress and show him my panties. Make him stop. I don patrol-honey't like it...."

In shock join, Becky began pleading anew. But this time big, Jerry made patrol a gesture. She fell silent and approached join him, still dressed only in her revealing nylon outfit big.