“What’s wrong, dear?”
“I…I don’t know. Uuumm…it’s like…like…my head…emptying.”
“And how does that make you feel.”
“Fffeeeel…blank. Sssoooo hard…think.”
“Does it make you feel like your mind is going away?”
“Uh-huh. Going…‘way.”
“It makes you feel obedient, doesn’t it?”
“Ffeeeel…’bedient.”
“You must obey me.”
“Mussssobeyyy.”
“Obeying makes you horny.”
“Hu-…hu-…horny.”
:”When I snap my fingers, you will follow me to my house, and every step will make you more thoughtless and horny. Do you understand?”
“Uh-huh…hornnny”
“Haha, very good. And-“
*Snap*