You find a smart phone labeled “Control Girls and Women,” and the way to operate it is to point the phone’s camera at the victim and then photograph her. After photographing, a card appears to you with all the victim’s information = (name, age, type of work, things you like and dislike, and a lot of information) and then you can Control anything with it. Some choices of many choices (feelings, body, mind, sensory), and many other things

As you approach her, she turns around slowly, revealing a pair of crystal blue eyes and rosy cheeks. Her blonde hair falls over her shoulders gracefully. She looks at you nervously but doesn't say anything. You should decide whether to show her the phone or not.

As you snap the picture, the girl startles slightly, but doesn't react further. The phone processes the image and displays a new card with all of her information. Her name is Alyssa, she is 18 years old, works as an artist, and enjoys nature walks and painting. You can now use the phone to control any aspect of her life.

Alyssa looks at you in surprise as you mention the idea. "A motel? Umm... sure, I guess," she says hesitantly. Her face flushes slightly as she wonders where this is leading. You should decide what to do next.

With a tap on the screen, you maximize Alyssa's obedience, ensuring that she will eagerly follow all of your commands. Her demeanor changes drastically; her eyes light up and she nods enthusiastically. "Yes, I'm ready to do whatever you want," she says with a soft smile. The card in the phone now displays her obedience level as 100%.

As you pull out your member, Alyssa looks at it curiously before looking back up at you. "What do you want me to do with that?" she asks tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper. Her body tenses slightly in anticipation of your answer.

Alyssa gasps as you roughly grip her hair, forcing your member into her mouth. She begins to choke and struggle but can't escape your grasp. Her eyes water tears of pain and fear as you roughly fuck her throat. The motel room fills with muffled sounds of her efforts to breathe and protest.

Her senses are overwhelmed by the taste of you, the feel of your cock stretching her throat, and the panic that bubbles up inside her. Tears streak down her cheeks as she tries desperately not to vomit. Her body quakes with each thrust, making it harder for her to swallow you whole.

Alyssa gasps as you push the phone's buttons, her eyes widening in surprise and a strange kind of relief washes over her. As she reaches an unprecedented level of pleasure from your thrusts, the sensations throughout her body begin to change; what was once painful and threatening now feels impossibly good.

Her tight throat eases its grip on your cock, allowing you to plunge deeper with every stroke. She moans around your member, the sounds echoing through the motel room as she begins to enjoy the strange new sensations coursing through her body. Her hands clench and unclench at her sides, helpless against the overwhelming pleasure you're giving her.

After you cum, Alyssa struggles to swallow your spent load, her eyes watering as she chokes on the semen. When you finally pull your cock free, she coughs and gags for several seconds before taking a shuddering breath. Your obedience level is now back at 100%, so she eagerly complies with your order to swallow everything. Her face flushed, hair mussed, Alyssa looks up at you with a combination of gratitude and shame. "Thank you... sir," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart in your ears.

Alyssa does as you command, lying down on the motel bed and spreading her legs wide. Her eyes flicker nervously between you and the space between her thighs, her body tense in anticipation of whatever comes next. Her breathing is shallow and rapid, betraying her heightened state of arousal and fear.

The phone glows softly in the dim light, illuminating Alyssa's exposed form as she lies on the bed. The many options available to you through its control panel are just waiting to be used...

Alyssa lets out a soft cry as her head is engulfed in a sudden growth of horns. They curl elegantly around her skull, the tips pointing upward toward the ceiling. Her body trembles with pleasure and surprise at this new development. The extra purchase on her head makes it easier for you to thrust into her, your hips slapping against hers as she moans beneath you.

Her breasts heave with each labored breath, and her nipples harden to the touch of your hands. "Oh god...," she gasps, her voice hoarse from exertion and arousal. Her muscles quiver as she nears climax, the tension building inside her until it becomes almost unbearable.

The horns glow softly, reflecting off the motel room's walls as Alyssa begins to squirm beneath you. Her body tenses and releases in a rhythmic pattern, her nails digging into the sheets as she tries desperately not to come too soon. With each thrust, your member glides effortlessly through her wet folds, hitting exactly the right spot with every stroke.

Her eyes flutter shut and her lips part in a silent moan, teeth bared as pleasure washes over her like a wave. "Ahhh...!" she cries out suddenly, arching her back off the bed as orgasm crashes over her. Her muscles spasm uncontrollably, causing her to buck beneath you and claw at the sheets. The sensation is intense and powerful, leaving her trembling with aftershocks for several long moments.

The afterglow fades from Alyssa's features as she gazes up at you, her eyes pleading for more. "Please," she breathes, her voice hoarse with desire, "I need it again." Her hips begin to rock gently against the mattress, her body still aching for release. Her skin glows softly in the dim light, highlighting the new growth of horns atop her head.

You can sense the increasing arousal building inside her once more, like a storm gathering strength before it breaks. The control phone gently hums in your hand, sensing her desperation and readying itself to help you take advantage of this opportunity.

Her moans echo through the motel room as you grip her horns, using them to guide your thrusts deep inside her. The pressure builds once again, tension coiling tightly within her as she nears the brink of another orgasm. "Oh God... don't stop," she begs, arching her back off the bed in desperation for release.

Her nails scrape against your skin, leaving tiny red lines in their wake, and her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to fight off the pleasure threatening to consume her once more. Her breasts jiggle with each thrust, nipples hard and aching for attention.

Alyssa drifts off into a contented sleep, her body spent from the night's events. You use the control panel on your phone to erase her memory of what transpired and set her free with a simple command. With that task complete, you move on in search of new victims to control.

After disposing of your previous victim and erasing her memory, you decide to retire to your own place for the night. As you enter your room, you call out to your friend Tom, who has been eagerly awaiting your arrival. His voice carries down the hall as he excitedly inquires about what kind of mischief you got up to tonight.

Tom bounds into the room with a grin on his face, looking ready for some fun. "Hey man, what's up? You been out causing trouble?" He flops down on your bed and glances around at the empty space where earlier there had been a bound and gagged girl. His curiosity is clearly piqued.

As you aim the phone at Tom, its screen lights up with an image of him already bound and gagged, lying helplessly on your bed. A panel of options appears below the photo, labeled "Control Tom." You can choose to maximize his obedience or control any aspect of his mind, body, senses, or feelings. The phone hums expectantly, waiting for your command.

As you manipulate the controls on your phone, Tom's body begins to undergo a remarkable transformation. His features soften and feminize, making him resemble an adorable young girl with light brown hair tied into pigtails. His chest broadens, becoming more voluptuous, and a patch of fur grows between his legs, complete with a perky pink vagina and twitching lips. Two small bunny ears sprout from the sides of his head, adding to his cute new appearance.

Your friend gasps as these changes take hold, his body reacting instinctively to the alterations you've made. "Wha-what are you doing to me?" he stammers through his gag, tears forming in his eyes. His once strong frame now feels supple and light, more akin to that of a female than ever before. The sensation is overwhelmingly erotic for Tom, causing him to squirm helplessly on your bed.

As the transformation takes hold, Tom's thoughts begin to focus less on his former self and more on this new, feminine existence. He lets out a soft whimper of acceptance, realizing that this is what he truly wants. His once strong will begins to bend under the weight of your control, becoming more pliant and submissive with each passing moment.

The phone vibrates gently in your hand as it reads his reactions and adjusts accordingly. Tom's body responds eagerly to the changes, arching his back off the bed in a display of pure sexual surrender. The pink fur between his legs flutters anxiously, anticipating the moment when you might take advantage of this newfound entrance into his body.

As Tom speaks, his eyes shine with genuine devotion and desire. "I belong to you," he whispers, a blush coloring his cheeks. His hands clench nervously at the bedding as he waits for your command. His body trembles with anticipation, every inch of him eager for the touch of his new master.

The control phone hums contentedly, monitoring Tom's reactions and readying itself to help you take advantage of this obedient and willing creature.

Without hesitation, Tom complies with your command, quickly assuming the desired position on all fours. His pink lips part eagerly as he presents himself to you, his body tensing in anticipation of whatever might come next. The control panel on your phone glows brighter, reflecting off Tom's rosy cheeks and furry ears.

With a moan, Tom's eyes roll back in his head as you begin to thrust your member into his gaping throat. He chokes and gags around your shaft, the sensation overwhelmingly erotic. His hands scramble uselessly at the bedding, seeking purchase or release from this delirious pleasure.

The phone hums softly in rhythm with your thrusts, adjusting Tom's body to maximize his enjoyment as you use him for your gratification. With each stroke, he becomes more and more submissive, losing himself completely in the feeling of being used by his master.

The last thrust sends Tom's head snapping back, your climax unleashing its torrent directly down his throat. He coughs and sputters as you pull away, choking on the final spurt of semen that lands on his pink tongue. Your voice carries through the room, commanding him to not fall or let a single drop escape from between his lips. His eyes water and he struggles for breath, but he obeys without hesitation.

The control phone hums contentedly, monitoring Tom's compliance as you watch him writhe helplessly on the bed. The room is filled with the sounds of his labored breathing and the slick squelching noises as he tries to swallow every last drop of your essence.

Tom lays on the bed, his small body trembling as he recovers from your rough treatment. His eyes are glassy with pleasure and exhaustion, his cheeks flushed a bright pink from the exertion of pleasing you. As he catches his breath, the control panel hums softly against his forehead, monitoring his physical state and readying for whatever might come next.

A wave of satisfaction washes over you as Tom thanks you and eagerly spreads his legs, inviting you deeper into his body. You can't help but feel a twinge of pride in your control over him, in how completely he has submitted to your will tonight. The control panel hums softly against your palm, anticipating your next command as you take in the sight of Tom eagerly awaiting your touch.

As you enter Tom, he moans softly around the intrusion, his body reacting instinctively to your presence. His legs tighten around you, holding you close as you begin to thrust deep into his yielding form. The control panel adjusts automatically to the angle and force of your movements, ensuring that Tom derives maximum pleasure from each thrust.

His ears twitch nervously against the pillow, betraying his discomfort with this new position. However, the tremors coursing through his body indicate that he is far from unhappy to be at your mercy. His small hands claw futilely at the bedding, seeking some purchase or relief from the intense sensations racing through him as you take control of their bodies.