Chapter #6Tweak Jessica's mind by: Unknown   Jessica walked away from the little girl and her mother, her heart racing and her mind swirling with confusion. She couldn’t understand why she felt so violated by such innocent interactions. She continued to wander through the mall, her anxiety growing with every step. Every time she passed a woman—whether it was a store employee offering assistance, a fellow shopper smiling politely, or a saleslady promoting a product—Jessica felt as though they were making unwanted advances. The feeling was overwhelming, and she couldn’t shake the sense that every woman she encountered was somehow trying to dominate or molest her.
After what felt like an eternity of walking, Jessica finally found a quiet, secluded spot near a potted plant in a less crowded part of the mall. She sat down on a bench, her hands trembling as she tried to calm herself. She felt exhausted, both mentally and emotionally. The constant feeling of being violated by every woman she interacted with was too much to bear. She closed her eyes, taking deep breaths, trying to steady her nerves.
You watched her from a distance. You had seen enough. Jessica had suffered enough under the orb’s influence, and you decided it was time to remove the effect. With a subtle wave of your hand, you released her from the mental manipulation. The feeling of being molested by every woman she encountered vanished instantly. But you weren’t done yet. You decided to add a new twist to her psyche—a longing for the attention she had just been so desperate to escape. Now, Jessica would miss the very thing she had once found so unbearable
Jessica sat there for a few moments, unaware that anything had changed. She felt a strange sense of relief, as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. The tension in her body eased, and she took a deep breath. She looked around, noticing that the women passing by no longer seemed threatening. In fact, they seemed... normal. She felt a flicker of confusion but quickly brushed it aside. Maybe she had just been overreacting earlier. She decided to give bra shopping another try.
After a few more minutes of rest, Jessica decided to try bra shopping again. She needed new bras, and she wasn’t going to let her earlier experience stop her. She made her way back to Victoria’s Secret, her heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. As she entered the store, the same female employee who had greeted her earlier approached her with a warm smile.
“Hello again! Is there anything I can help you with today?” the employee asked, her tone friendly and professional.
Jessica blinked, surprised by how normal the interaction felt. There was no sense of violation, no feeling of being dominated. It was just a simple, polite exchange. Jessica felt a wave of relief wash over her, but it was quickly replaced by a strange sense of disappointment. She missed the intensity of the earlier encounter, the feeling of being desired, even if it had been uncomfortable at the time.
“I… I’m sorry about earlier,” Jessica stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to run off like that. I just… I wasn’t feeling well.”
The employee smiled kindly. “No worries at all! It happens. Let me know if you need any help finding anything.”
Jessica blinked. “Uh, yeah,” she replied, her voice a little shaky. “I’m looking for a new bra. Something comfortable.”
The employee nodded. “Of course! Let me show you our latest collection.”
Jessica nodded, forcing a smile. She began browsing through the bras, but her mind was elsewhere. She couldn’t shake the feeling of emptiness that had settled over her. She missed the attention, the feeling of being wanted, even if it had been overwhelming. As she picked out a few bras to try on, her thoughts began to wander. She imagined what it would be like to have a strong, assertive woman in her life—someone who could take control, someone she could surrender to. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt a warmth spreading through her body.
Jessica quickly shook her head, trying to push the thoughts away. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking. This wasn’t like her. She had always been independent, confident, and in control of her own life. The idea of submitting to someone else—especially another woman—was completely foreign to her. And yet, the more she tried to push the thoughts away, the stronger they became.
She found herself glancing around the store, her eyes lingering on the female employees. She wondered what it would be like if one of them took charge, if one of them approached her with confidence and authority. The thought made her heart race, and she felt a growing ache between her legs.
By the time she reached the fitting room, Jessica’s mind was racing with fantasies. She imagined a scenario where a strong, assertive woman approached her in the store, confidently guiding her through the process of picking out a bra. The woman would be in charge, making all the decisions, and Jessica would happily surrender to her authority. The thought made her heart race and her body ache with desire. She had never felt this way before, but now it was all she could think about. She wanted to be dominated, to be submissive, to surrender completely to a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it.
As she tried on the bras, Jessica couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to have a girlfriend or even a wife like that—someone who could make her feel small and powerless, yet safe and cherished at the same time. The more she thought about it, the more she craved it. She wanted to be owned, to be controlled, to be someone’s everything.
Jessica then select some bras and headed to the checkout counter. The cashier, a young woman with a friendly smile, rang up her purchase. “Did you find everything you were looking for today?” she asked.
Jessica nodded, avoiding eye contact. “Yeah, thanks,” she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper. She paid for her items and hurried out of the store, her mind still racing with forbidden thoughts.
When she finally left the store with her new bras, Jessica’s mind was still consumed by her fantasies. She didn’t know where these feelings had come from, but she couldn’t deny them. She wanted a woman who could dominate her, who could take the lead and make her feel alive in a way she never had before. And as she walked through the mall, her heart pounding and her body tingling with anticipation, she knew that she wouldn’t rest until she found her.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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