Fit bitch: Stage Two

 Fit bitch: Stage 2

Stage Two: Fit Bitch Unleashed

Tyler was having a naughty dream.

In his dream a deliciously evil mean girl was bullying his friends and family.  The girl was beautiful - with long sexy brunette hair, a dazzling smile and tanned flawless skin.  She walked with a self-assured dominance - her body barely covered by her tight clingy clothing as she strutted like a Queen amongst her subjects.

Tyler's girlfriend Holly was in the dream, grovelling at the feet of this horny Goddess. For some reason, seeing his girlfriend abasing herself to another woman made him feel turned on and he began to enjoy the dream as he willed the bad girl to dominate his innocent girlfriend. 

"You fucking pathetic loser,"  laughed the hot bitch as she drove her toes into Holly's mouth, "suck my foot like a good slut. Lick off my Goddess sweat." Holly moaned, licking and sucking the girls foot like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted.

The woman slid her big breasts out of her top and began to play with herself... moaning as she squeezed her perfect breasts and rubbed her own nipples.  "Yes, you're just my fucking toy now bitch - and I love it."  The woman's hands went down to her crotch and she began to finger-fuck herself.

"YESSSS! I love being a fucking bitch!"

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Tyler groaned and opened his eyes blearily.  He was half-awake, half still in the dream - but as sensation returned he could feel the weight of the breasts on his chest - and feel his fingers deep between his legs as he finger fucked his new body and moaned like a whore.  

"Oh my God," he gasped squirming and soaking wet as he realised HE was the girl from the dream and he had been fantasising about dominating Holly whilst masturbating in his sleep.  On his wrist an expensive looking watch beeped and he groaned as he remembered his predicament.

The Fit Bitch had done this to him.

It had only been perhaps a week since his birthday - since Hyde.Inc had delivered the evil watch that had slowly corrupted him into a girl.  Through a mixture of pain and pleasure conditioning it had forced him to act more and more feminine - trying to turn him into Skylar... an evil, busty, bitch.  The mind shattering orgasms and pleasure the watch could deliver had quickly turned Tyler into an addict.  The exercise supplements and drugs the company had followed up with, had rapidly transformed his body too.  He'd exercised, masturbated and conditioned himself till he finally had the body that the Fit Bitch approved of.  He even had a pussy now and his dick was gone forever.  Stage one had been completed - his physical transformation was complete.

Now the watch was moving into Stage Two and he wasn't sure if he could stop it. Nothing felt better than doing what the watch told him to do and he felt nothing but nausea and sickness when he disobeyed it.

Nausea and sickness like the kind that was welling up inside him now.  Tyler's head throbbed... his body ached... he felt like he wanted to tear his skin off... he felt so weak and poorly.  He groaned as the pleasurable sensation of masturbating as a girl faded to be replaced by pain.  "Noooooo," he groaned wanting to cum so desperately, wanting to feel his clit explode.

He knew what the problem was immediately.  He was thinking of himself as Tyler... so long as he was thinking as a male, he would feel bad.  There was only one way to stop the pain... one way to get the pleasure back...

Skylar sighed and her lips twitched into a smile as the nausea faded and the pleasure returned stronger than ever.  "Oooooh fuck, I hate that you make me love this so much," she gasped as she squealed and moaned, playing with her pussy and rubbing her tits till with a final eye-rolling moan she cummed and groaned as she squirted hard.

And with a beep - the Fit Bitch fell off her wrist.

Skylar blinked in surprise and looked down at the watch.  Her fingers still sticky with her cum, she slowly sat up and her pretty mouth dropped open slightly.  "Wh... what?" she gasped, looking down at the evil watch lying next to her.  A message was blinking on the display

2% POWER - PLEASE CHARGE TO BEGIN STAGE TWO

Skylar gasped.  The Fit Bitch had run out of power.  She... she was free!  

Leaping up Skylar whooped. She was no longer enslaved to the evil watch, she was able to make her own choices at last!  This was her chance!

She ran to her phone and picked it up.  Now she would ring the police, tell them everything... there must be a way to force Hyde.Inc to reverse this process and turn her back into Tyler. Surely what they had done to her was illegal?  Surely they could turn her back into a boy?

Nausea welled up in Skylar and she suddenly gagged at the thought of turning back.  The thought of wearing male clothes, of no longer having this hot, beautiful, powerful body made her feel disgusted. What was she doing? She couldn't let anyone take this away from her. 

"Wh... what the fuck is wrong with me?" she groaned clutching her head.

You don't want to turn back into a stupid fucking boy.  You like what the Fit Bitch has done to you.

"Noooooo," moaned Skylar as her own mind turned against her.

Aren't you even curious as to how fucking good stage two could feel?  Why don't we charge up the Fit Bitch and put it back on?  Giving into it will feel SO good.

Walking over to the watch Skylar picked it up.  Part of her wanted to smash it.... part of her wanted to wear it again.  She hesitated as she struggled for control within herself.

Holding the Fit Bitch, Skylar thought about how good it felt when it rewarded her for doing the things it wanted her to do. The surge of pleasure - the explosive orgasms... groaning she slid the watch onto the charging station that had come in the original box and staggered away as it began to power back up.  

It has a fast charge facility.  30 minutes and we can begin stage two. What can we do for 30 minutes?

Skylar knew exactly what she could do.

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Masturbating without the Fit Bitch on just wasn't the same.  Skylar bit her lip and whined like a spoiled slut as she urgently pumped her tight pussy with one of the sex toys she'd acquired during her transformation. It still felt good - but it felt like scratching an itch that wouldn't go away.  She knew that no matter how much she touched herself or masturbated - she'd never reach those orgasmic highs without the Fit Bitch.

But there was more than that to it.  It wasn't just a physical thing anymore.  Skylar knew that the Fit Bitch hadn't just wanted to turn her into a woman. It had been programming her to act and behave a certain way.  It had been making her more and more feminine... but there was more to it than that.

The watch had seemed keen to punish her for kind or considerate actions. It had encouraged her to swear... to be selfish... to be mean.  It wanted her to be evil and that was somehow such a turn on.

She groaned as she suddenly got wetter.

Skylar gasped as the orgasmic feelings her body had become addicted to began to return.  As she thought about being bad, about doing naughty, cruel, evil things - the pleasure increased. 

"YES," she hissed grinning and spreading her legs wider.  "Ohhhh FUCK!  That feels good."

Skylar began to fantasize about her best-friend Mark.  He was in a loyal and committed relationship with his girlfriend Ashley.  It would be so easy to seduce him... make him cheat on Ashley... turn him into HER simp.

"OH FUCCCCCK," gurgled Skylar her eyes rolling up into her head at the thought of making Mark kneel between her legs and eat her out.  With a scream, she began to cum imagining ejaculating all over his face whilst Ashley sat in the corner handcuffed to a chair and sobbing.

Skylar screamed and bucked, moaning as she squirted like a fountain - images of using a Fit Bitch on Holly to turn her into an obedient slave - of taking the technology from the Fit Bitch and merging it with her own program Pax to create an app that could allow her to control people filled her horny mind and her body rewarded her with pleasure.

Then it was done and she was left panting and wet on the bed.

Dropping the dildo, Skylar shivered and groaned.  She felt like sobbing too... how could she think such evil and depraved thoughts?  But now she'd thought them, they were burned in her mind.

Pax.... how could she have forgotten about Pax?  That was what this was all about.  Hyde.Inc had wanted to buy the mental health app from her - now she was beginning to suspect why.  Their company were clearly looking for ways to further weaponise this conditioning technology.  Skylar was horrified to realise, in her mind she'd begun to look for (and realise) ways it could be done.

But only a truly evil, spiteful, self-centered ego-maniac would do something so unethical.

The thought made her pussy almost instantly wet again.

"Nooooo, what the fuck is wrong with me," she groaned - hating herself for her depraved thoughts.

It's only natural to resist what we truly want.  The feelings of guilt will pass as we accept what we truly are.  We're only fighting this because it goes against everything we once believed.  But we should just admit we WANT to become more evil because it feels so good.

"No... no we... I don't want to become evil."

YES we do. Put the Fit Bitch back on and let it continue our corruption.  That way we can pretend we were forced... that this wasn't really what we wanted.  Give into it.

Skylar suddenly heard an insistent beeping.  The Fit Bitch was fully charged again and it was waiting for her to wear it.  

What was she going to do?

You know exactly what you're going to do. It's time to start Stage 2.

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Sliding the Fit Bitch around her wrist, Skylar groaned like an addict getting a hit of their chosen drug as she tightened the strap and felt it bond with her body again.  "Fuck, I missed you," she purred - realising she was now just as addicted to the watch that had ruined her as she was to this new body it had given her.

Last time she'd worn the watch not knowing what it was, what it could do.  This time she was putting it on willingly... she just needed to feel its control over her again.  She wanted to experience Stage Two.  What else was she going to do now it had made her like this?

Calibrating.

Good morning Skylar.  Beginning Stage 2.

Your Bitchness goal for today is to achieve at least 100 points towards bitchifying yourself.

"Bitchness goals?" mused Skylar as she read the scrolling text on the screen.  

Completing ultra-feminine, selfish, slutty and mean actions will award points.  You must achieve enough points to hit your daily target.

Skylar saw she now had a 'bitchiness' counter on the watch.  It was currently on 0.  Experimentally, she walked over to the bed and picked out a pink bikini set - the sluttiest one that Holly had owned.  Pulling her big heavy tits inside the cups of the binki and squeezing her tanned, perfect ass into the lower half - she grinned as she saw she'd achieved bitchiness points for her choice of outfit.

Wearing makeup... shaving her body... putting on perfume.  All awarded points.  Speaking in a slutty voice... swearing... rolling her eyes.  They all would reward points now.  The spoiled bitchy behaviour the watch had started to program into her during stage 1 now needed to be reinforced. 

But that alone wouldn't be enough. To hit her daily target, Skylar was going to need to up the ante. 

You wanna become a bitch so badly now don't you?  You know it's wrong, but it feels so fucking good to imagine every last drop of empathy being squeezed out of your tight new body as you become totally evil and self-obsessed. We're going to hit those targets and we're going to enjoy every last second.

Skylar groaned as her pussy got wet and she reached out to grab her phone as she played with herself. Even as she began to message - the bitch counter on her Fit Bitch began to increase...

This was going to be fun...

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Holly was in a complete state.  Her hair was a mess, her face red with crying.  She wiped her running nose on her sleeve whilst next to her Mark shifted uncomfortably on his seat.  He wasn't sure what to say to her as they sat in his living room, but lukily his girlfriend Ashley was.  She hugged Holly and stroked her hair, comforting the distraught other woman.

It was a few days since Tyler had seemingly kicked Holly out of the apartment and she'd been a broken woman since.  With nowhere else to stay - Mark and Ashley had told her she could stay with them for a few days.  They'd all tried ringing or contacting Tyler - family members and friends had even gone round and banged on the door - but they'd all been denied entry. 

"He told me to go fuck myself, he said he wanted to break up.  Why would he say such horrible mean things?  And his voice... what was wrong with his voice? He sounded... like a girl! I caught him wearing my clothes as well.  I don't understand what is happening to him.  He was so happy at his birthday party."

"I don't know babe.  Maybe he's having a mental breakdown?  He's been working so hard on that computer app of his, maybe he's losing his mind?"

Mark felt his phone suddenly vibrate and pulling it out of his pocket, he gasped in excitement.

"Holy shit - Tyler just messaged.  'Come to the apartment alone - I can explain everything, we need to talk!'

Holly looked at him in surprise,  "Are you going to go?"

Mark nodded, "Yes. This could be my one chance to talk some sense into him and find out what the fuck is going on.  You stay here and I'll go confront Tyler and have it out with him. Tell Ashley when she gets back that I won't be long."

"Maybe I should come with you?" whimpered Holly.

"No... not yet.  Let me talk to him first and then if that goes well, I'll message you to come over."

"Okay... good luck."

Holly grabbed Mark and hugged him.  He stroked her hair and gently took her face in his hands. "Don't worry, it's going to be okay. Tyler is the kindest, nicest guy I know.  I don't know what the hell is happening to him, but whatever it is - he'll beat it.  He loves you - I know he does, and that's all that matters."

"I hope you're right," sobbed Holly.

"I know I'm right," said Mark with conviction as he grabbed his car keys and walked out with a determined expression on his face.

Holly watched him go - a spark of hope in her breast.

Sometimes a spark was all you needed.

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Knocking on the door, Mark felt his heart leap as he heard bolts slide back and the door slid open.

"Hiya Mark."

He goggled at the sexy girl standing in the doorway.  She was tanned and toned - her entire body smooth and perfect.  She wore an expensive looking e-watch on her wrist and her soft silky hair tumbled down around her shoulders.  Her body was barely covered up - a bright lime green bikini set barely holding her massive tits under control - her plump round ass prominently on show.  Soft pouty lips curved into an amused smile as she saw his reaction.

"It's me... Tyler."

She winced as she said the name, almost as if saying it hurt her.  "Ple.. please call me Skylar though, it's my new name. I can't use my old one anymore, I'm not allowed."

"Not allowed - is this some sort of joke?" asked Mark in shock, "Where's the real Tyler?  What the hell is he playing at?"

"It IS me Mark," whispered Skylar almost shyly,  "I've changed... I've been changed... I... please come in and I'll explain."

Mark walked into the apartment following the strange girl.  It looked like a hurricane had hit it. There were empty cardboard boxes full of discarded protein shakes - girls clothing strewn everywhere and no one had bothered to tidy up for days. 

"What the hell happened here?" asked Mark in shock as Skylar sat down on the sofa and made him sit next to her.

Holding up her wrist, Skylar looked sadly at Mark.  "You've got to help me Mark.  It's this watch.  It's transformed me.  I can't take it off and it's fully in control of my actions.  It made me become a girl and now it wants me to be bad. I'm frightened as to what it will make me do next."

Skylar explained to Mark what had happened over the last few days.  She was at great pains to make it clear that she wasn't in control of her actions - that the watch was forcing her to do all of this.  Mark was shocked - but as he listened and she told him things that only Tyler would remember or know, he began to believe.  Seeing evidence of his old friend inside this slutty new body made him feel sick.

"Hyde.Inc have to pay for this. We have to go to the police..."

Skylar screamed - moaning, she clutched her stomach and gasping writhed in agony on the sofa.

"Tyler... I mean Skylar... whatever you're called... what's wrong?"

"Aggghhh, the watch is punishing me for even thinking of going to the police.  It gives me pain when I try to do things it doesn't like."

"It's okay - we won't go to the police - we won't!"

Skylar stopped writhing and with a sob sat up.  "Oh thank you Mark."

"We need to get it off you - then we can do something, why don't I just remove it?"

"NO!" snapped Skylar, strangely sounded worried for a moment.  "I uhhhh, it will hurt me if you try. No - the only way to get it off me is to do what it wants so it deactivates and I can take it off."

"Okay," said Mark.  "And what do you have to do to get it off?"

"You have to let me get YOU off," smirked Skylar. "You have to let me suck your cock."

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Skylar wanted to giggle insanely at the expression on Mark's face - he was in total shock. It was all she could do not to laugh and give the game away.  She was proud of her acting skills so far.  She sounded completely plausible as the friend in trouble who needed help.

Well after all - isn't that the truth?

Well yes - except she'd said nothing about having already got the Fit Bitch off and then voluntarily putting it on.  She'd also lied about the pain - the Fit Bitch hadn't punished her once since she put it back on. It knew her lies and deceit were intended to manipulate Mark and had actually been rewarding her.  It had been hard not to groan in pleasure when she was supposed to be in pain. The Fit Bitch had made her feel so good about lying to her friend.

Lying is good... it's worth lots of bitch points.  You love being a naughty little liar.

Tyler would never have lied... he hated people who made things up.  Skylar though... she loved it. It felt good to lie, to say hurtful things. As poison dripped from her lips - the Fit Bitch would reward her.  She was starting to enjoy how depraved it was making her.

NO!

A sudden pang of guilt throbbed through her as she saw the pain and hurt in Mark's eyes.  This wasn't some random person - this was her best-friend.

"What?  Why would you say something like that to me?  How can that possibly be something you need me to do?"

For an instant Skylar wanted to apologise - say sorry. She wanted to tell Mark that this was all a trick, all a game and things had nearly gone too far.  She opened her mouth to speak.

A wave of nausea flooded through her.  She felt her stomach cramp.  This time the Fit Bitch really was punishing her.  Looking down at her wrist, she gasped in panic as she saw she was LOSING bitch points.

Stop being so pathetic and get your mouth round this losers cock.  Once you're sucking him off, he'll be putty in your hands.  We'll easily hit our bitch point target for the day.

Skylar felt a wave of Euphoria and evil flood through her at the thought of making Mark cheat with her. She shivered as her pussy got wet and the Fit Bitch manipulated her pleasure and pain centres, making her want to be bad... to be evil.

Fuck yeah... being bad feels so good.  I love what this fucking watch is doing to me?  Why was I even hesitating a moment ago?

"Oh Mark," sighed Skylar in mock anguish.  "If there was any other way I'd take it.  I know what I'm asking you to let me do is wrong and depraved and wicked - but if it helps me get this damn watch off - you'll save me.  Ashley never has to know.  We can say that you came round, helped me get off the watch and then we can find a way to turn me back to normal."

"I... I don't know," muttered Mark as Skylar reached over and with her painted nails began to rub at his crotch.

"Oh come on, it's not like it will be that bad.  I mean... look at me.  Look at my tits. I'm fucking hot Mark - much hotter than Ashley. Don't you wanna know how it feels to have your cock in my mouth?  Between my big tits?"

Mark groaned as Skylar unzipped his fly and giggled as his swelling cock popped out of the slit.  Taking it in one hand, she cooed and sliding onto her knees in front of him, licked the tip.  "Mmmmmmh," purred Skylar tasting precum and feeling the cock twitch.  Sure - she'd never sucked cock before, but as she felt the Fit Bitch pulse and reward her with pleasure - she knew she must be doing something right.

Being bad is good.  Making boys your toys is fun.

A warm feeling flooded through Skylar as with a horny sigh she began to stroke her hand up and down on Mark's cock and took the head of his dick into her wet pink mouth.  He looked down through guilty eyes at the gorgeous slut sucking him off began to go deeper and deeper with wet gargling sounds.

"Oh fuck, this is so wrong.  We shouldn't be doing this."

Yes we should.  I love cheating on that bitch Holly and Ashley is nothing compared to me. Mmmmh this feels so fucking good.

"Tyl... Skylar... stop... I've changed my mind," groaned Mark - but she ignored him and just took his cock deeper.  His hands reached down to grasp her head - pull her off... but as his hands slid into her silky hair he just found that he was using his hands to help move her head up and down on his cock.  It just felt too good to stop.

"Ohhhh fuck, Skylar... ohhh yes, suck my dick."

Pulling her head off with a wicked smile - pumping his cock to keep it hard, Skylar looked at him with twinkling eyes.

"Suck my dick... what?  What am I Mark... say it."

"Suck my dick you little fucking slut," moaned Mark and Skylar squealed in pleasure. 

Yessss, when he calls me a slut it makes me feel so good.  I LOVE this!

Mark had never been harder. His cock was rock solid and as Skylar squeezed his balls he grunted in ecstasy. Giggling she pulled her head off his dick and began to suck his balls instead.

"Mmmmh, help me get more bitch points - tell me what I am Mark."

He groaned as she popped his balls into his mouth, her nails tickling the head of his dick.

"Y...you're a bitch."

Yes!  Yes.. when he says it, it feels like it's changing me... making me into who I want to be.

"You can do better than that Mark - come on."

"Y..you're a fucking bitch.  A dirty, little slut."

YES YES I AM!

Skylar could feel her watch buzzing and vibrating.  The Fit Bitch was rewarding her, flooding her body with serotonin as it made her enjoy every moment of this.  She shuddered and moaned in pleasure, her pussy was so fucking wet now she could barely stand it.

"That's right Mark.  I'm a fucking bad bitch, and you love it don't you?"

Glancing at her watch, Skyler grinned as she saw she had already smashed her bitch points target for the day.  This was too easy.  

She began to pump and stroke Mark's cock with her sexy hands, using both of them whilst making eye contact. 

"I want you to know something Mark," she smiled. 

"I lied to you earlier.  I lied about the watch.  It isn't stuck on my wrist - in fact, I think I can remove it anytime I like now.  I put it back on because I like what it's doing to me.  Bit by bit it's destroying that loser Tyler and making him into ME.  I'm not quite finished yet - but I already know what kind of girl I want to be. "

Mark gasped as Skylar's hands increased in speed.  She spat on his cock - her hands pumping up and down with confident strokes - her incredible face with their cruel sexy eyes staring into his.

"I want to be the most evil, selfish, slutty and hot bitch I can possibly be.  I want to become so vain and mean that all I care about is me.  I want to have money, power and sex.  I want to be a fucking bitch Mark.  I will have the bitchiest body and the bitchiest mind of any girl in this city.  I will take everything that was Tyler's and make it mine."

Yes... soon that's exactly who I will be.

"N...noooo," groaned Mark realising he'd been tricked but unable to stop Skylar from giving him pleasure. "I'll stop... you."

"No you won't Mark.  You're just going to cum for me.  You're going to fucking cum all over my slutty face."

"Uggghhhh you evil... fucking... bitch," moaned Mark.

YESSS! Keep saying it Mark.  I love how it makes me feel when you call me evil.  Fuck, but it feels so GOOD!

"Yes, that's right Mark... I'm evil... but you're still going to cum for me. Cum for me now... fucking CUM FOR ME!"

"OHHH SHIT!"

Mark screamed - his cock spasming as it began to blast out hot spurts of white cum.  They splashed and landed on Skylar's giggling face as she frantically pumped him and squeezed his balls, milking him for every drop.

"HAHAHA! Oh doesn't it feel good Mark?"

He gasped, spasming and clawing at the sofa - the most intense orgasm he could ever remember having pulsing through his body and making him arch his back.  Then it was done... his cock still in Skylar's hand, cum leaking out and dripping onto the sofa.

Mark was spent - but now his sexual urges were satisfied - he was free of Skylar's manipulative control for a moment.  Groaning he began to sit up.  This evil bitch had used him, but now he was going to deal with the situation.

*Snap*

He felt something snap around his wrist - cold and metallic in parts, rubbery in others.  Bemused he looked down to see that Skylar had take off her Fit Bitch and had put it on his wrist.

"What the hell?" he gasped as she stood up and laughing licked up a drop of cum from the corner of her mouth.

"Stage Two is complete Mark - I don't need to wear my Fit Bitch now.  The pleasure and pain responses it has gifted me are burned into my brain. I've been fully bitchified and there's no going back.  I will experience pleasure when I do evil and bad things and pain if I try to be good or turn back into Tyler.  It's just part of who I am now."

"You pyscho bitch... I'm not going to let you get away with this..."

Mark screamed as sudden agony washed through every limb and fibre of his being.  He screamed and writhed as pain like nothing he had ever experienced lanced through his body.  It felt like he was being skinned alive.

OBEY SKYLAR.  WORSHIP GODDESS

The Fit Bitch on his wrist was beeping and pulsing - sending him a message he couldn't ignore. 

Leaning down, Skylar laughed as she stroked his head and shushed him.

"Shhhhhhh, don't fret my pet.  The conditioning hurts at first, but you'll soon come to love it.  You'll experience only pleasure and rapture when you do things that please me.  If you go against my wishes or my interests - then you'll feel pain."

"Wh... what are you doing?  Ty...Tyler please," whimpered Mark.

"Tyler is gone silly boy," giggled Skylar.  "I understand now what Hyde.Inc wants me to do. The technology in Pax can be weaponised in the same way the Fit Bitch works.  Using pain and pleasure... suggestion and conditioning - I can make people do whatever I want and change them, just like I've been changed."

Standing up Skylar strutted over to the window and gazed out onto the city.  "Thousands of people just waiting to use Tyler's lovely app to help them in their lives.  Imagine what a Goddess who wants the world to worship her could do with power like that?  Doesn't it make you fucking horny Mark?"

"N...no... please... it's not too late," whimpered Mark as the pain subsided and he slowly rose from the floor.

"Oh but it is," smirked Skylar.  "Far too late for you at any rate. I already know what I have to do.  Stage Three is about to begin and it's time for me to go from helpless victim of the Fit Bitch into it's true Mistress.  But first I'm going to need to test out my theories and I'm going to need a henchman to serve my needs.  With a little conditioning, you will be perfect."

Advancing on Mark - Skylar began to laugh as he backed away at the ruthless emptiness behind her eyes.  He bumped up against the wall and groaned as she grabbed his cock and began to stroke it.  The pleasure this time was ten times stronger, the watch intensifying the sensations... making him want to do whatever Skylar asked him too. 

Seeing him moaning in ecstasy and falling under her control, Skylar smiled and leaned in close. "Don't worry Mark - in a few hours time you'll be just as excited about my plans as I am. You're going to love what I turn you into.  You're going to help me deal with Holly and that slut Ashley.  She's not your girlfriend anymore... I AM.  From now on, you're all mine."

She stopped stroking his cock and he groaned, desperately gasping as he willed the pleasure to return.

"Ple... please don't stop, oh fuck it feels amazing."

"Then say it Mark. Say it and I'll finish you off."

"I... I... I'm all yours."

And as Skylar pumped his dick with a huge grin on her face and Mark began to cum again - her mind filled with evil thoughts and desires as she thought about just how delicious Stage Three was going to be.

"That's right Mark and soon everyone else will be too."

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TO BE CONTINUED IN STAGE 3 - THE FINALE