"Woah, " said Keri, as she came out of a daze. "I guess my telepathy lets me send thoughts into other people's brains as well as read their thoughts. I wonder what else I can do?"
"Keri, I don't think this is such a good idea, " said Dan, still recovering from the experience.
Keri glared at him with a wicked smile. "Well, I don't think it's up to you anymore. I am the one in charge now. You see, I have another fetish. One I really enjoy. And intend to mold you to fit it. For example, you are cute, but you are way too tall for my taste."
Dan didn't understand. He was already a few inches shorter than Keri, maybe about 5'7". Keri gently placed a hand on Dan's head and began to push. His body quickly began to shrink down. When he stopped shrinking, he had to crane his neck to look up at her face. He felt like a dwarf, but he was actually around 5 feet tall now.
"And that hair. Don't get me wrong. I love the pixie cut. But I think you would be so much cuter with some lovely golden locks, " said Keri.
As if in response to her desire, Dan's hair exploded with growth. His hair became longer, yellow, and curled. He saw Keri eyeing his chest, and he covered it defensively.
Keri rolled her eyes. "Don't worry. Like I told Nina, I think massive breasts are grotesque. But it wouldn't hurt to make them a little more sensitive."
Dan's chest tingled as new sensory nerves grew and stretched across his moderately sized B-cup breasts. The shirt now felt irritating as it rubbed across his nipples.
"What are you doing to me?" said Dan softly.
Dan's mind was now filled with new images. Pictures of Keri in a leather outfit, dominating and controlling Brad, who was wearing a white robe with wings, some kind of innocent angel outfit.
"Oh, no, " said Dan.
"Oh yes, " said Keri with a smile. "You know, you should really get to know someone before you try to get intimate with them. It can lead you into all kinds of trouble. You never know what they might be into. But, this isn't going to be any fun for me if you aren't into it, too."
Dan's head felt funny, like someone was gently poking at it. He realized that Keri was trying to change his sexual interest.
"Stop, no, I'm into it. I'll do whatever you say, " said Dan.
"I don't know, " said Keri as she looked at him and frowned. Dan's head continued to ache, and he realized that she was still probing his thoughts, trying to delve deep into his subconscious. "I mean, what really turns me on - more than anything - is a submissive girl. A girl who will obey my every command, and eagerly try to satisfy my every desire. A girl who views me as the most attractive and desirable thing in the world. A girl who would treat me as a Queen, her master. Just talking about it gets me wet."
As Keri worked herself up, Dan could feel his mind slowly changing. He fought it, but the pressure in his head was too great. Images of submission flooded his mind, and as time passed he found the images more exciting. He began to get more aroused at the thought of being dominated, controlled by a powerful master. As he began to submit to these desires, the pressure in his head began to fade. When it was over, he looked at Keri with naked desire.
Satisfied with her work, Keri withdrew from Dan's mind. She no longer needed to delve into his subconscious. His desire for her was now the only thought in his mind, a loud scream echoing across the surface.
"Come, pet. I'll take you back to my place and we'll have a little bit more fun there, " said Keri, drunk with power. She sat down in the driver's seat, and beckoned for Dan to come sit beside her in the passenger seat.
Dan followed her eagerly to the car, like a pet hoping for a reward from her new master.