Power Of Command

His mother, Melissa, raises her hand above her head like he had asked of her. She did so without any protest, as she is under my influence, but even so, it didn't bring a smile to his face.

Maximilien Maxwell is testing my ability, to see its limits. George Collins did something of sort as well, but not as much as Max does.

I am unsure what to think of it at the moment, but I know that there are limits to my ability.

This is because I am not powerful enough to give command to being such as Gods and the likes. They are just too powerful for me to suppress or modify their will, but I will be able to do so one day, when I find a master or acknowledge one.

I am incomplete without a master, and I will remain incomplete until I find out.

"I need to use the car, and you will allow me to use it. Actually, from now on, when I ask for something, just say yes. It saves time. And yes, I am going to see Helen, and this time, it will be different. I swear it. You shouldn't worry about her anymore. You can also put your hand down now."

Maximilien tells his mother.

I think I am going to refer to him as Max now, since it is shorter and easier for me to remember.

And once Max finishes the sentence, my power immediately affects her mind, twisting her will to fully accept the command. It is very easy.

"Mum, can I use the car?"

Max questions her again, but it is a simple question this time. He did not resort to using my power as it is not necessary. This is due to the command that he had just given a moment ago.

"Sure. Have fun with your girlfriend, Georgie."

His mother answers him.

Max appears to be thinking about something before letting out a sigh and accept the car keys provided by his mother.

Max tells his mother before heading out of the house.

I remember this part since George also did the same. Nothing had really changed aside from very small things like the way he act and speak. In the word he used as well. It is very hard to react everything as it had happened before.

Oh. George is my previous wielder. He has made father annoyed, so he is sitting in the corner all alone right now.

Max is my current wielder, but for some reason, my father forces him to relive George's life, and since I am a good daughter, I will not question the will of my father.

Everything that my father does is right and just and true.

That is all I need to know.

Max takes the look at the house once more, thinking more to himself before getting into the car and then head to the nearby mall. It is where his supposedly girlfriend works.

His girlfriend is Helen. She isn't his girlfriend, actually.

Max likes to think her as one because they both went to the same high school. She doesn't really treat him very well back, and she even has her boyfriend beat him up because the way he looks at her back then.

Helen asks Max on his approach. She is a very attractive blond in her early twenties with a nice pair of b.r.e.a.s.ts and legs. They are firm and supple. I mean her b.r.e.a.s.ts are.

Max smiles at her before speaking up.

"Yes, Helen, is it? I am looking for some thongs for my mother. Can you show me some?"

Max asks, reading her name from her nametag. That is different. A lot of things are different now, but I think it is good like this. I wonder what he will do next.

Helen obviously didn't remember Max, as he was a nobody back in high school. He still is a nobody at the moment, but with my power, he will become a somebody.

"You are buying thongs for your mum?"

Helen asks Max with a hint of disgust in her expression. She just doesn't like Max very much because of his appearance. He is a bit greasy and sweaty. He is also dirty because he had been helping his mum at their house.

"Yes. Is there a problem?"

Max questions, calmly and composedly. Strange that he didn't take offend to that.

Helen answers and shows Max an aisle with many thongs. S.e.xy ones. Far too s.e.xy for his mother, but it is not up to me to decide since I can only observe at the moment.

Max spends a lot of time looking through the thongs carefully, as if he is actually selecting one for his mother. I don't remember George doing such a thing before.

But the longer than Max does that, the more annoyance Helen becomes. It is because she is realizing that Max isn't going to buy anything afterwards, and therefore, wasting her time. She gets commission for each item she manages to sell.

"Are you done yet?"

Helen questions out of annoyance. She isn't a nice person deep down.

"Not yet, Helen. May I ask do you wear these? How comfortable are they?"

Max asks her, surprising me. It is because he didn't resort to my power. If he actually did, she definitely would have no choice but to answer him.

What is he doing?

Why aren't he using my power? Is he testing me again?

Helen snaps. She is angry now. Uh oh. Max is in trouble if he isn't using me. Please use me. The more you do, the powerful that I become. I might even get some power stones too.

"You don't really remember me, do you, Helen?"

Max questions calmly. He didn't seem to mind that she is getting angry at him, and I think I know why.

"I don't know any creep like you. Please leave or I will call someone."

Helen responses and about to call someone to her aid. Yes. She will, and Max will be in trouble. Despite that, Max remains calmed and collected, as if nothing in the world could affect him.

He simply smiles at her.

"Helen. I am a customer, and you should treat me like one. You should answer all of my questions with a smile on your face. You should try to do everything you can regardless of whatever I request to make me leave this shop utterly satisfied."

Max tells her, and I grab hold of her will and modify it, so that his command imprinted within her very being. It is fun, and it helps me grow stronger. Thank you.

"Yes. I am so sorry. How can I help you?"

"I will ask you again, Helen. Do you wear these thongs? And how comfortable are they?"

Max speaks up once more, asking the same question. But since her will no longer hers, she will answer him honestly and truthfully.

"Yes. I do wear these thongs. They are quite comfortable. Your mother would love them."

Helen answers Max just like she has to. Even if most of her freedom remains, she is unable to actually ignore Max, as he is a customer. It would be the same with any customers due to the command that I insert into her mind.

"Interesting, but I need more convincing. Please take me to a changing room and show me it?"

Max requests of her, and I know where this is going. There is always one thing on their mind whenever they use my power. It is to have s.e.x. I don't mind as it makes me stronger regardless of what they are using me for, but I wish for something different.

Of course, Helen has no choice but to accept the request despite how much disgust she is feeling deep inside.

"Sure. Right this way."

Helen leads Max to the dressing room, and Max pays a lot of attention to the curve of her a.s.s, swishing back and forth under her tight skirt. I wonder if all men are attracted to a.s.s and b.r.e.a.s.ts.