"It's going to sound a little strange," I answered, "But I think we should put this sorority to good use."
"How so?" she asked with intrigue in her voice.
"This is going to sound perhaps a bit cruel," I admitted. "You have a rather secluded, rather exclusive house here. You said that some of these girls are snobs. Why don't we exert control over these snobs by making them into a special kind of servant?"
She cocked her head to one side. "Do you mean whores?" she asked.
"Yes, I do," I replied. "But not just any kind of whore. I mean a type of whore different than any other. One that is intriguing and alluring, one that is beautiful and unique, one that is able to grant wishes and fantasies."
"That sounds elaborate," Carrie said. "How do you propose that to work? And just how will they be 'unique?'"
"Simple," I said. "The ring will allow us to wish for what we need. As for the unique part, we'll give them all what you have."
Carrie looked a bit stunned. "You want to make this sorority a brothel of...she-males?"
"Yes," I said as I stood up. “It will be unique and one of a kind. We’ll have the power and control over the rest of these girls, so we can put them in their place if we have to. But the hook will be this: with the help of the ring, we can have the girls grant the wishes and fantasies of those who come here, male or female. And we’ll have all the power.”
“OK,” she said. “Here’s the first problem. How do we get people to come here?"
"I think," I said, "that the best way would be to give the girls a kind of allure that attracts people to come here. A kind of subliminal signal. I could make a wish to give them that ability."
She nodded. "Sounds doable. What about the fantasies? Something tells me most guys on this campus don't have fantasies that include chicks with dicks," she protested.
"Good point," I agreed. "I think another wish will have to come into play. That seeing their dicks will give off a hypnotic effect that makes them want it."
"So that they'll be at our whim," she said. "We can make the suggestions to them about what they want their fantasy to be! We can have full control over their desires!" She paused and thought for a minute. "Wait, wait a sec. That might be taking it too far. Full control? Full mind control? That sounds like too much."
I sat down and thought for a moment. That was an excellent point. I didn't want to turn people into mindless puppets. There had to be a limitation. "We'll have to find a way where it only affects them while they're here. So they can have a fantasy that we suggest to them. Something that would make them come back for more, maybe, unless we'd rather not have that happen."
"We need to be careful with this," she said.
"Does that mean you're on board?" I asked.
However, before she could answer, a loud knock came from her door.