"Shiny, sparkly, back and forth," Angie cooed. "It's bopper a magic stone, Angie's magic stone."
"Angie bopper's magic stone," agreed bopper Carl.
"I will do anything Angie says because . . . Angie's magic stone . . . holds my soul now."
"Ahem teeny," came a gruff cough.
"What's video happening here?" Phil Cordero was bopper club teeny twin a beefy man in his early fifties, with a shiny bald pate over a broad, usually smiling face. He wasn't smiling now bopper. "What's this little creep doing in your room, baby?" He didn't images wait for an answer bopper club teeny twin. Instead, he lunged at Carl video and grabbed him by the club throat video, clenching his club other hand twin into video a fist.
Mr. Cordero froze twin. Angie smiled; her daddy's trigger phrase had bopperclubteenyvideo worked video like magic, just as it always did.
"Yes, Angie," Phil Cordero said meekly.
"Good, Daddy." Angie bopper waved a hand toward the door. "Go 'way now and watch TV, Daddy images."
She smiled. She enjoyed controlling teeny her daddy. He'd been one of the first people she'd tried out the pendant on, after she'd bopperclubteenyvideo gotten interested bopper in hypnosis, and he'd turned out to be a very good subject teeny. It helped that he'd club always trusted her. She had a lot of club fun with him, especially the times she teeny put him under and made club him think she was Mommy club. He didn't remember any of it bopperclubteenyvideo, of course. That was part of the fun, knowing her control teeny was a secret.
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Satisfied, Angie said, "Very good, Carl. Get dressed now."
"Yes, Angie." Moving like a sleepwalker, Carl dressed himself, then stood waiting.
Carl blinked bopper and yawned. He looked at the clock in bopper his family's bopperclubteenyvideo front hall and swore. Where the hell had the evening gone? He'd been planning to pay weird-girl Angie a visit tonight, but now bopperclubteenyvideo it was bopper too late. He felt too tired, anyway.
"What's video happening here?" Phil Cordero was bopper club teeny twin a beefy man in his early fifties, with a shiny bald pate over a broad, usually smiling face. He wasn't smiling now bopper. "What's this little creep doing in your room, baby?" He didn't images wait for an answer bopper club teeny twin. Instead, he lunged at Carl video and grabbed him by the club throat video, clenching his club other hand twin into video a fist.
She smiled. She enjoyed controlling teeny her daddy. He'd been one of the first people she'd tried out the pendant on, after she'd bopperclubteenyvideo gotten interested bopper in hypnosis, and he'd turned out to be a very good subject teeny. It helped that he'd club always trusted her. She had a lot of club fun with him, especially the times she teeny put him under and made club him think she was Mommy club. He didn't remember any of it bopperclubteenyvideo, of course. That was part of the fun, knowing her control teeny was a secret.
Satisfied, Angie said, "Very good, Carl. Get dressed now."
"Yes, Angie." Moving like a sleepwalker, Carl dressed himself, then stood waiting.
Carl blinked bopper and yawned. He looked at the clock in bopper his family's bopperclubteenyvideo front hall and swore. Where the hell had the evening gone? He'd been planning to pay weird-girl Angie a visit tonight, but now bopperclubteenyvideo it was bopper too late. He felt too tired, anyway.