You wake up next to your new girlfriend Layla. She turns and smiles at you.
“Good morning, I guess we both slept well after our activities” Layla says. You both blush bright red but smile lovingly at each other. She kisses your forehead. You wish for breakfast, but it doesn’t work. Your powers are gone. Suddenly, Layla wishes for breakfast and it works. You are astonished.
“Hmm I guess your powers were sexually transmitted” Layla says.
“It seems that way,” you agree. You eat breakfast. Layla says that you need a new name. You choose Hannah as your new name. Layla then snaps her fingers and wishes that you were deeply in love with her. You feel yourself fall hopelessly in love with Layla. Your spark has become a bonfire. Layla grins mischievously.
“I’m glad you turned me into a lesbian, Hannah. Now I will change you in return. I’m going to turn you into my slave,”
“What?!” you reply.
“You heard me,” Layla answers. Layla snaps her fingers and says,
“I wish that Hannah was very suggestible and easy to seduce for me,” you feel the mental changes go into effect immediately.
“I wish that Hannah would not be able to resist me. When I give a command, she will feel a powerful urge to obey. If she does she will experience great pleasure, and if she doesn’t it will become harder to resist the more she disobeys. The longer she resists, the more obedient, submissive, and in love with me she will become” Layla proclaims. Her wish comes into effect instantly. You are shocked that she is doing this to you, but you also kind of like it. You love the feeling of deep submission to Layla, but at the same time your free will is being surrendered to Layla.
“Please Layla, don’t do this to me” you beg. Layla smiles wide.
“I wish that Layla would thoroughly enjoy being enslaved. I wish that Layla would call me mistress, and be my obedient slave.” You felt the last dregs of free will drain away as a feeling of complete submission washed over you.
“Thank you for making me this way, mistress” you said. You loved being mistress Layla’s slave. You couldn’t resist her, but you didn’t want to.
“Now my slave, kiss your mistress. Once you kiss me, you will belong to me completely. You will also sink into femininity, forgetting how you used to be male,” Layla said. Your mistress’s voice was amazing. It was like a chorus of every beautiful sound put together. The remaining male part of your brain protested, but you wanted to obey. You were a slave to your lovely mistress now. You kissed her deeply and passionately. She kissed you back. You felt your remaining masculinity drain away. You were absolutely feminine now. You also felt a rush of incredible pleasure go through you. You broke the kiss and stared into the eyes of your new mistress. You loved your new enslaved life.
“I’m so glad you gave in my slave. You would have been mine no matter what,” your mistress says.
“How could I resist you mistress? I want to be your obedient slave forever,” you stated. And it was true. Every moment of enslavement was filled with pleasure and euphoria. All you wanted to do was please your mistress.
“Now it’s time to put the finishing touches on my perfect slave,” Layla proclaimed. You waited in anticipation. Your mistress used her powers to make you a complete lesbian. Then she snapped her fingers and said this, “I wish that Hannah would fall 100x deeper in love with me. I wish that Hannah would be my dream girl, and I would be hers. I wish that we would both be drop dead gorgeous. I wish that Hannah would never be able to fall out of love with me or love anyone but me”. As soon as she said this, your mistress became breathtakingly beautiful. She had smooth, long, seductive legs. Her face was pretty. She had short black hair in a ponytail. She was now Latin American. You became Black and Asian, with long, seductive, legs, a beautiful face, and long, silky black hair. Your mistress grinned. You were hers. And you were her dream girl. And she had complete control over you. She loved being your mistress. The thought of you being completely hers, unable to resist at all made her dripping wet. She needed you now.
“Slave, I want you to become positively soaking wet for me when I kiss you,” you nodded, excited to please your mistress. She kissed you exuberantly while touching your pussy through your pants, and you kissed back. She felt you become impossibly wet for her. She brought you to the bed and straddled you. You could feel each other’s wetness. She French kissed you passionately. She paused and wished that both of you would have unlimited endurance and be able to make love as long as you wanted. You were excited for what was about to happen. A few hours later you snuggled with your mistress. You had both climaxed over and over again. More than 45 times each. It was pure ecstasy.