This choice: Send the girls out to find some more recruits • Go Back... That situation with the dean was a close call. Too close. You're not legitimately worried, of course: you can use the gun whenever you want. Anytime someone tries to threaten your authority, you use your mind control and make them work for you, instead of against you. But it's also a pain in the ass that you don't feel like dealing with all the time. Besides, you're equally sick of hiding your harem from everyone on campus. If the gun lets you do anything you want, why are you keeping this all a secret? Something's gotta change.
You stand up, and look around. "All right, girls," you say. "We're going to have an all-campus assembly this afternoon. I don't care how you do it, but I want everyone - students, faculty, staff, everyone - in one place at one time." The girls start putting on clothes and, one by one, they start heading out. "Hey, wait, not you," you say, grabbing the arm of the girl whose pussy you were eating out when you got this idea. "You're with me." You tell her to climb on the bed and get on her hands and knees, and then you shove your cock into her and start doing her doggystyle.
After a few hours of constant fucking (you've long since transformed yourself and the girls to be able to come as many times as you want without needing to slow down), the girls start streaming back in with smiles on their faces. "It's all planned out," they say. "We've announced a big event at the football stadium. We've got a lot of great bands playing, and we're saying it's all to celebrate the announcement of a new football coach." The football team really has slipped the last few years, so this probably would excite people. "But does anyone believe this?" you ask. "Sure," they respond, "especially after the dean of students sent out an email confirming the rumors." Beautiful. You can't help but laugh at that one; you wonder how much the dean enjoyed sending that one out after your little confirmation this morning. It just makes you glad you decided only to pick slaves out of the smartest of the hot chicks. Now it's paying off.
"There's no way this is going to hold," you say. "No one's going to believe this for long." "That's why we're not letting it wait," says one of the chicks. "What do you mean?" you ask. "The event's starting in 20 minutes," she responds with a smile. Time to head out.
With that, you're up and out the door. You're still a little tenuous on this. You arrive at the stadium and find it locked, but of course you just transform the locked door into an unlocked door and you're all set. You walk into the empty stadium and turn a blade of grass on the 50-yard line into a giant stage with a huge black curtain going down in all directions. You then put another blade of grass on the middle of the stage, and turn it into a speaker system playing some live U2 songs. To anyone not behind the curtain, it sounds like the band warming up. Not a bad setup, really, especially on such short notice. Still, you need more of a hook. You walk back outside of the stadium and point at the giant marquee, and fire. Now, it reads "ALL-CONFERENCE CHEERLEADER SWIMSUIT COMPETITION." You fire again. Now, on the second line, it reads "PROJECT RUNWAY FINALS - LIVE!!" You smile. That should cover about everyone.
Sure enough, everyone starts showing up. You wait by the entrance, and once the stadium is packed, you walk out to field level. Everyone's waiting for the rock show / cheerleader contest / reality show / football team announcement, and hardly anyone notices you as you fire the gun and hold the trigger until you've hit everyone in the stadium with the mind control. Funny how this is the easiest part. Once you've finished that, you climb up backstage and tell one of the girls to raise the curtains. You wonder how the crowd will react to discovering you instead of the reasons they showed up. No matter now, you're in charge.
The curtains raise, and you grab a microphone. "SERVANTS!" you shout. "YOUR MASTER IS HERE!" The crowd bursts into cheers. Awesome. Looks like you won't have to do much training on them at all. "Your first task," you say, "will be to find everyone on campus who's not here right now, and bring them to me!" The crowd cheers again. "Are you excited about being my servants?!?" you ask, half out of surprise and half to confirm who's boss. The roar of the arena is all the confirmation you need. "Let's get out there, and bring me anyone on campus who's not my servant!" The crowd goes nuts again.
You walk back to the girls. "Wow, that was fun," you say. "Great job. You'll all still be my top slaves, so don't worry." The girls seem relieved, as you've instructed them to think of serving you as their greatest dream in life. You're really going to enjoy keeping everyone on campus under your thumb now.
Of course, you could go even further. You've got the mic right here. Maybe before everyone leaves you should tell them not to limit their search to the campus, and instead they should be bringing you anyone in the world not under your power. You wouldn't mind ruling the whole planet.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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