Dusty, looking more like a 14 year old than any 16 year old, suddenly tackled Ty and wrestled him to the ground. Smiling as she pinned Ty, strong despite he small stature, she grinned wickedly at him, "There won't be any of that," she said, "Now change me back into a boy, and this won't be painful." Ty, for his part, just grinned, not a bit distressed, "So that's how you want to play this huh? Get up." To her distress, Dusty felt herself standing up. "Don't move." Ty said from the ground as he dusted himself off. "I was j-just joking." Dusty whimpers, trying to maintain her composure. "Don't talk." Ty says, grinning, as he paces around Dusty.
"I tried being nice," Ty starts, "I really did. But every single time I gave you a chance, you scorned me, you turned back." Stopping in front of Dusty, he looks into her tearful eyes as she tries not to cry. "But I'm willing to give you one more chance, if you'll let me. You can nod to that if you agree." Grinning as Dusty's head bobbles, Ty continues, "But first, I think I need to remind you of the power I have, of the fact that, no matter what you do, you can't beat me." Suddenly Ty reaches out and grabs one of Dusty's arms and pulls it over her head as Dusty gives a muffled shout. He grabs the other and does the same. Then he reaches for her shirt and pulls up. Dusty can only whimper as her shirt lifts over her head. Ty takes his finger and runs it down her, from her fingertips to her stomach, as Dusty squirms but fails to move significantly, before hooking his finger on her pants and continuing downward, taking her pants with it. Dusty, tearful, can do nothing. Taking another look into Dusty's sobbing eyes, Ty walks around her and unhooks her bra, letting it fall and tracing his finger down her back, before circling into her bottoms and taking them too. Ty paces around Dusty, and traces his finger along her naked skin, before stopping in front of her and looking into her eyes. "You understand my power, will you behave?" Dusty desperately nods as tears streak down her skin. "Good" he says, waving his hand to make her clothes disappear, "You're free for now, but stay in this room as I decide your punishment.
Dusty collapses as the invisible bonds holding her break, and she promptly curls into a sobbing ball. Meanwhile, Ty sits on the couch, contemplating how to punish her. After a time, Dusty slowly gets up and sits on the couch, grabbing a nearby blanket to cover herself. She sits, silently, watching Ty with worry.