(background) Cafeteria

"Wow! It really worked! What that ancient document said was real!"

Locked in my cheap apartment, I watched with excitement my right hand, now transformed into a liquid substance similar to water.

"It really was a good idea not to throw away that document after all... now that I think about it, since it actually worked, who wrote it?"

Well, no matter, I've never been the smartest, which is why I'm doing so many part-time jobs to survive since I dropped out of school and left my parents.

My name is Bram. I'm 27 years old.

Currently, among my part-time jobs was organizing the belongings of deceased people, when I came across the document.

It was strangely ancient and unknown, to the point where my boss asked me to throw it away, but his attitude was so annoying that I decided to take it home. There, with nothing better to do, I decided to read it, discovering a lot of incomprehensible things like "the three" or "the count." But frankly, all that seemed like one of those dark history notebooks that a student wrote.

However, among all that, there were some interesting things written there.

Like a ritual to obtain the power to control people, along with the spell and method of the ritual that seemed simple to achieve, asking for a few fish as a sacrifice.

So, without fully believing it, I just decided to do it out of pure curiosity with the idea that if it worked, then great, and if not, well, I would just have to eat the fish.

But it really worked! My boring life has become more interesting!

So, the next day while diligently working my part-time job at a coffee shop where (conveniently) there were many female customers.

I took advantage of the moment a customer arrived to bring her order of drinks, sandwiches, and above all, the most important thing: "water."

It was a boring job, but now my fun was about to begin!

Thanks to the ritual, I could turn my right hand into a transparent slime. Of course, I could quickly change my hand back to normal without it being noticed, because I practiced last night. So that it could mix quickly.

It was only necessary to mix a drop of my "hand" into the water I served the customers and make them drink it! To turn them into slaves!

While working, feigning ignorance, I secretly watched a table where they were drinking the "water."

"So, listen to me. The seniors in my club are annoying!"

"That's right, oh. By the way, in front of the station I found...!"

A couple of girls in uniform were having an unconnected conversation. One of the girls had short brown hair and seemed active, while the other had black hair with a relaxed attitude. Apparently, their names were Pia and Malia respectively.

Just as it was written in the document, anyone who drank from my "hand" became a part of me. That means I could easily read the information in their heads.

And most importantly, I could control them! So I would make them stop talking so much as proof of the power. So I looked at them while sending the thought. "Pia, Malia, shut up!"

"I mean that time..."

"Pia, I'm going to the..."

Just as I expected, the two girls closed their mouths and remained expressionless. These two are now my puppets!!

And as it was written in the document, the moment my "liquid" entered their bodies, their souls were destroyed in the process. So there's no turning back!

It's even possible to recreate their original personality! Although they remain my obedient dolls.

"I'll wait for you in the bathroom."

And after giving that order while moving towards the bathroom, the light returned to both of their eyes as their expressionless faces changed to smiles, resuming their conversation.

"Hey, Malia, do you want to go to the bathroom? It doesn't matter, let's just go! Come on!"

"Yes, Pia, I was also thinking of going to the bathroom."

On the way to the bathroom, both exchanged a few words: "Hurry up! Master is waiting." "He is our master."

"Wow, they actually came! Even though I didn't tell them which bathroom to go to, they still entered the correct one."

"Of course! Master and I are one. Master's will is this slave Pia's will!"

"Master and I are one... Master, Malia, and Pia will serve you to the best of our ability."

Right in front of me were two girls kneeling on the dirty bathroom floor. Looking at me with respect!

It's incredible! Their minds and bodies are at my mercy! If I tell them to die, they will die, and they would even kill their parents for me.

So I decided to give them an order to celebrate my control. Taking out my penis, I said to them, "You understand what you have to do, right?"

Their expressions lighting up, they got on all fours in front of me and responded: "Of course! Pia understands," and "Malia understands as well."

"Lick! Lick! Ahh, Master's cock! Lick! Lick!"

"Slurp! We will clean the dirt stuck to Master's penis. Slurp! Slurp slurp!"

"Wow! I'm so happy! I...! Ah, I can't take it anymore!"

My cock was licked by my slave dolls. As long as I have this power, I can get whatever I want!! Why stop here!!

*****

A few weeks later, in an accounting office across from a station.

Even after closing time, there were several people in the office, working overtime.

However, everyone except the director were not employees of this office. And there was someone else sitting in the chair that the company director, named Daira, usually used.

The director, Daira, is a beautiful and intelligent career woman in her mid-thirties with large breasts, who was now kneeling in front of the chair she should have been sitting in.

And the person sitting in the chair was a lively-looking girl with short hair who began to speak to the beautiful and professional woman kneeling on the floor.

"Hey, Daira, how much money have you gathered so that Master can live comfortably?"

"Yes, Slave Doll Chief. Today, all the savings of those who became slave dolls at the café thanks to Master's ability, including myself, as well as the savings of Slave Doll Chief Pia and Sub-Chief Slave Doll Malia, have been collected and recorded as the total assets of the slave dolls dedicated to Master. With this, my master, who works part-time, will be able to live comfortably for a year even without income."

A beautiful director informs a much younger girl how they all hand over their assets to a part-time worker they call 'master.'

But even though it was a strange vision, the current scene in the office was even stranger in itself.

The people working there were all women who really shouldn't have been in that office.

From an office lady stopping by for a coffee during her lunch break. A young housewife passing through for a coffee on her way home from a pottery class. A group of middle and high school students stopping by a coffee shop on their way home after club activities. And among them was even a little girl carrying a school backpack.

None of these people had ever met and they should never have been in that office where they donated everything they had.

This is because they are dolls whose souls were devoured and whose personalities were reconstructed by the "Master" that was mixed into the glass of water.

It being natural for them to offer their entire body, soul, and fortune for the sake of their "Master's" enjoyment.

However.....

"Ugh... Buaaagghh!!"

"Ahh... Ahhh... Buaagghh!!"

At that moment, simultaneously, all the women in the office began to tremble uncontrollably while vomiting large amounts of "water" at the same time for no apparent reason.