It could be said that we are all just the sum of our choices in life. Who we are is determined by not only what we've done, but what's been done to us. With this in mind, it is easy to see how, with just a little cooperation and a little creative thinking, a person can be changed completely from who they are to who they can't even imagine.

What if you were given that choice? Has there ever been a time in your life when you wished you had someone else's life? What if you could have another life? Who would decide what life you had? And if your perception changed, how would you know which life was or wasn't the life that you wanted? But the bigger question is: If you were asked and our lives are the sum of our previous choices, would there really be a choice in the end?

This is the story of Katie Goodman. Katie's whole life had been dominated by her family telling her how disappointing she was. They constantly made it a point to make sure that she never felt good about herself, so as the saying goes, misery loves company. She became what most people would call a snob. She did her best to prove to everyone that she was better than them, but all that did was to make sure she never had any friends.

Oh, she was popular. She was beautiful. She had deep emerald eyes and dark brown hair. She was slim. Her parents had her on a constant diet because "otherwise, she'd blow up like a balloon," but nothing compared to her perfect 30c breasts. They were the only thing she was even slightly proud of. She knew that they were perfect to look at, to fondle, and to suck. They were the reason she made homecoming.

They were the reason Katie had plenty of dates. In fact, guys loved to date her because she would do anything to feel good, to feel loved, or to feel anything other than the loneliness that defined her life. Katie actually thought for a while that sex might be the answer, but she was wrong. Katie got laid more than most girls, but she still didn't feel happy. She still didn't feel anything but lonely. She had guys that would jump at the chance to date her, but the happiest day of her life was the day she graduated. That was the day that she got a job and moved out to a place of her own, alone.

She went to work for a magazine out of a city near her home. She started out writing book reviews, and she didn't really mind. She loved to get caught up in the stories. She loved to feel like the hero or heroine of the stories. She loved to feel that she was good enough to save the world, that she was loved, and that she was cared about, but she also knew that wasn't true. It was just a fantasy. She lived alone. She was a snob at work just like she had been in school. No one liked her, and she had begun longing just to have a friend.

At home, she was your average internet junkie. She loved to surf the web, send and get e-mail and chat, but she especially loved making idiots out of guys in chat rooms. Saying all the right words, sending all the right expressions and moans, and typing all the right sounds and cries to make guys go wild while she sat back and laughed at how pathetic they were. It made her feel good. It made her feel powerful, but it still wasn't enough.

It wasn't until she ran across a channel dedicated to online hypnosis that she really started to have fun. Now this place was great. A channel full of guys who didn't even want her to say anything other than yes... Talk about a bunch of weirdoes. Sure, some of them caught her, but most of them never knew that she was lying. They just kept "putting her under" until they got bored or until she found someone better. It was so good that it almost took her mind off her life, off her loneliness... almost.

It took one horrible day to begin to change all of that. She had just turned 27. It was her 5th year anniversary at work, but there wasn't a celebration. She had once again blown off a co-worker, but this time, the bitch went to her boss and complained. Her boss had said that this was her final chance to learn to be a "team player" before he was forced to fire her. Once again, she wasn't good enough for the people that were in charge of her. She wasn't going to let them win. She wouldn't let them see her cry, but she did want to sit down and cry long and hard. Her life was about to be over. She couldn't change. She had been trying to be nicer when all of this had happened. It was like she had no choice anymore. She was going to lose her job. She was going to have to go crawling back to her parents, proving that they were right about everything that they had said all of these years.

She didn't start feeling better until she got home. She put on her most comfortable pajamas, a big night shirt and loose boxers, and then she sat down at her computer. As usual, she was going into her favorite hypnosis channel hoping to have some fun. She had her computer set to log any private chats. She had her favorite book out, ready to start reading just in case the hypnotist actually tried to put her "into a trance." Just that phrase made her laugh. She didn't know if it was possible, but she knew it would never happen to her.

She entered the chat room that evening hoping to find MrHypno. He had to be her favorite. He was such a loser that he actually thought he had put her under once in less than five minutes. Most made her wait at least half an hour before she got to have any fun, but he never had, not once. Too bad he wasn't here today. In fact, no one was. It must have been a net split because the only person in the channel was a guy with a normal nick.

JasonMcS

She assumed that he was just browsing channels like she did occasionally, so she said hi. He responded, and asked her if she was a regular in the channel. She didn't know if he was a hypnotist, so she lied.

Katie looked down at the book in front of her and smiled. She loved reading this book. It was a sappy romance novel, but it just seemed to pull her into the story. She could feel everything that the heroine felt. She could feel the love her lover gave her. Without a thought she replied.

Katie thought for a second...

Well, she hadn't noticed, but he was right. She was starting to relax a little. It really felt kind of good.

Wow, was her last thought. It felt so good to read his words, and she wasn't going to miss any by trying to think about it.

This was crazy. Katie felt herself going limp just from talking to someone. Was this hypnosis? Something seemed wrong, but she didn't even try to think about it. She just kept reading as this wonderful stranger kept telling her about how she could relax even more. It was as if the more she relaxed, the better she felt.

It was around this point that Katie couldn't even pay attention anymore. She felt herself answer. She felt herself give in and relax even more as she watched Jason type to her. He seemed nice enough. He hadn't even tried to hypnotize her. He just helped her realize how relaxed she was becoming and how to relax even more because he wanted her to be comfortable. He wanted to get to know her. No one had ever been this kind to her before. As she realized this, it was like something snapped inside her mind, and she told him anything and everything.

She hesitated. She wanted to tell Jason, but at the same time she suddenly felt very bad for all the guys that she had been fooling. Were any of them as nice as Jason? She had never given them a chance, so she knew she would feel better if she just got it off her conscience.

Why was he being so nice? Did he care? It was so hard for her to think while she was this relaxed, so she just answered.

And flood gates opened. She told him everything, about her life, about her family, about her job, and about her lack of friends. She told him that the only way she felt better was to make other people feel worse. She wasn't sure how long she had talked, hours maybe, but it felt so much better to let it all out. Finally, she told how she was about to prove her parents right, and she'd rather die than admit it.

Was he kidding? If there was any way that Katie could change who she was, she knew that any life had to be better than the one she had now. Katie was just sad that it could never really happen.

Over the next 2 hours, he did just that, and as he did, Katie remembered. She had a friend. She had a choice, and she knew she wouldn't have to be a snob or a bitch anymore. She had a friend, and he'd take care of her. For the first time, she actually felt cared for. She was happy.

She blinked and looked down. 1 a.m. Why had she stayed online so long tonight? She knew she enjoyed talking to Jason. She could already see a small damp spot on her panties, but even they hadn't stayed online past midnight before. She knew she had to go. She had to be at work in a few hours. She said good night to Jason, made him promise to be on for their usual 7p.m. chat the next night, and logged off. She was happy, and for some reason, it felt new to her. She shrugged, "must just be the effect Jason has on me." Katie picked a pair of ratty, old boxers up off the floor, tossed them in the trash, and went to bed without another thought.

Even though Katie wouldn't and couldn't notice the change in herself, everyone else noticed. Her new attitude shocked everyone. Her boss especially noticed when she went to her and actually apologized for her behavior over the past few months, although she wasn't aware of why. She just couldn't understand why she had acted that way, which was true. Her past had changed. She had a friend which affected her choices, and her choices, even though she only imagined them, had changed the way she thought and acted.

Over the next month, Jason worked with Katie, strengthening and solidifying her new memories. By the time that the month was over, Katie was happier than ever. She had a life-long friend that she had known since the first day of kindergarten, but now it was time to fill in some of the gaps and test to make sure that the new personality had completely taken over.

Katie loved that memory. It must have been one of the sexiest he had given her. She still didn't even know that he knew hypnosis or much less that he had been playing with her mind. The changes were coming easier now. Even Jason was surprised that along with the Katie's memories of growing up with him came a trust for him. She felt safe with him and protected by him even as Jason changed who she was.

Things were starting to get tricky for Jason now though. He had put up with this little bitch for months now. He was, of course, MrHypno. He knew that Katie had been faking all those times, but Jason had a reason. He was learning her responses. He enjoyed gauging how far she would go and seeing how suggestible she was even when she wasn't hypnotized. From her responses, he had developed the means to hypnotize her, and once he had her hypnotized, he had been very fortunate in being able to change her reality to suit him. Katie trusted him, but even more, she loved him. Jason was quick to tell her that they were just friends, but he had conditioned Katie through her sessions and her memories, like the prom, to get wet, really her pussy would get soaked, just from chatting with him, but he wanted more. He wanted her to be his dream girl, to be bent to his will, or at least, he wanted to have some real fun with her, maybe get a few sexy pics from her. The question was how should he proceed?

The answer was easy. Make her enjoy the changes... Like housework, Jason's dream girl would, of course, take care of all the housework, so he needed to make sure that Katie would as well.

That was an easy question for Katie as she sat there in her favorite PJ's, a silk teddy with matching panties. This had to be the most comfortable thing she owned. She wore it almost all the time when she was home. It felt so good, so smooth, so sexy, and so wonderful. It still felt new even though she knew it had been a birthday present from Jason when she turned 16. It was very obvious that she enjoyed being comfortable, and she loved to tell Jason just that since he was the reason she enjoyed it.

This was Jason's first step. It was important not only because Katie had finally given in enough to put her real name in her nick, but also because this was the first time that she was agreeing to something that she hadn't wanted to begin with. The key was patience, something that the raging hard-on in his pants didn't understand.

It took Katie the better part of that first weekend to get her house back in shape. She couldn't believe what a pig she had been recently. She tried to understand it, but she just couldn't. She had always been so neat, so clean. Jason still made fun of her for coming over and keeping his room at least somewhat clean, but he was so dirty. How you keep your home is like how you keep your body, and she wanted better for Jason. She didn't want people to look down on him like some dirty piece of trash. She reached down between her legs... another pair of soaked, dirty panties. She'd have to change. She went through so many panties because of him, even though he would never admit that they were anything more than friends. She had seduced him once, and she would do it again.

Maybe hypnosis... she had caught him in a hypnosis channel, for some reason it even looked vaguely familiar, but he wouldn't tell her anything. Had he hypnotized her? Would it matter? She'd do just about anything if he'd just make love to her again. She wanted to just go over to his home and seduce him, but where did he live? Why couldn't she remember anymore? Was that why he hypnotized her, so she couldn't try anything? Was he really that worried that it would ruin their friendship? Or did he just really not want her? She would have to talk to him more... and soon. She couldn't stand having this many pairs of dirty panties. She'd had to do laundry everyday this week just so she'd have panties to wear.

But at least her home was spotless at all times now. She never let a day go by that she didn't do the laundry, and at least dust around the computer. Even though Jason couldn't see her, she couldn't bear the thought that if he could see he might see one speck of dirt. She wanted to seduce him, and she knew that if she wasn't clean, if her home wasn't clean, she didn't have a chance. It was almost like she was doing it for Jason, but right now it was the laundry that was on her mind.

However, the fact that even while she had been thinking about all this, her hand had made its way to her pussy didn't help. She was on the verge of her third orgasm of the day, and it was only noon. Yet without fail, as she rode out her orgasm, the worries and thoughts she had been dwelling on faded away as quickly as her pussy had become wet when she thought about Jason. She'd just have to do laundry again.

The next few months proved to be just as successful for Jason. Since Katie had only had the sensation of even this type of friendship for only a few months, she was very open and trusting whenever Jason told her how true friends acted. It seemed as though she had come to love accepting his suggestions. When he told her that it was important that she be totally honest and tell him everything about herself, her work, and her day, she replied yes as quickly as she could type, but as always, it isn't the suggestions that were important. It was the choices from her past that had comprised her choices that she made today.

Thanks to a little creativity, it looked like Jason would be getting a little bonus. Up until now, Katie had slowly become obessed with talking and flirting with Jason. Now, however, she not only wanted to but needed to show off her body to him as well. He casually wondered, as he logged off, how long it would take to get a nude pic from her. Who knew? She might even get a webcam.

Katie was so wonderfully happy that she had a friend like Jason even though her parents hated him. He had always been there for her. Ever since they met, when she couldn't talk to anyone else, she would sneak over to Jason's house and talk to him. She felt that she could tell him everything, and she did. She still remembers one special night. She had gone over to show Jason her training bra. She was so happy that her parents finally let her get one. She was the last girl in her class to wear one. She and Jason were so young that when he had wanted to know why she needed a training bra, she just stripped it off and showed him. Neither of them had thought anything about it. The weird thing was, though, that it felt so right to show him. She felt such a thrill just from letting Jason see her budding chest. She enjoyed sharing everything with him so much that when she out grew that first training bra, she gave it to him. She wanted him to remember that first time that he really saw her.

As the memories faded, Katie thought she was going nuts. She loved the memories, but why was she remembering so much? She thought that she must be having withdrawal. She had never gone this long without seeing Jason or, more appropriately, without Jason seeing her. At least he wasn't disappointed, but Katie was. She couldn't work, couldn't sleep, and couldn't eat. She was constantly horny, but even her orgasms weren't enough. She had to finally admit to herself after all these years, "I'm in love with Jason, or if not love, an extreme lust. I NEED him."

Well, Katie did have a little bit of money saved up. She could probably afford a decent camera to send some pics to Jason, but it had only been a few months since he had seen her. Why didn't he just come over? Why did he need to have her send pics over the internet? Why was so determined for her to send him some? Then again, why couldn't she remember where he lived?

The question went unanswered. She looked down and noticed that once again she was about to cum as her unnoticed hand had slid down again to play with soaked pussy. At least today, she'd taken her panties off once she came home, so there'd be less laundry to do. Once she rode her latest orgasm, she decided that she'd have to think about all of this later. She had housework to finish before she could go out and get a camera.

It only took a few days for Jason to receive the first set of pics from his conquest. He was pleasantly surprised. Some were slightly distasteful, but most were totally obscene. Jason was happy with his work, but he wanted more. He didn't just want Katie to be obsessed with him. He wanted to be her whole world, and he decided that he'd simply need to spend more time working with her. She was going to be his for all time, his dream girl.

It was with this idea (and the fact that she had spotted him in a hypnosis channel) in mind that Jason allowed Katie to remember that she was interested in hypnosis, and he was even truthful in saying that he'd be doing it since he was very young. Now, though, he intended to use it to tighten his grip on Katie's life.

He still needed to get into her life a little more. He'd been there for her first training bra and taken her to the prom. He was the reason that she did well in school, not some stupid attempt to prove her worth, but there were many other firsts that he intended to explore. He just had to be patient and let the new memories cement in her mind before he pushed new ones on her. It would just be a matter of weeks now until she was completely his.

Meanwhile, Katie had suddenly started to feel stupid. She was sitting here trying to think of her latest editorial for the magazine. Thanks to Jason's help and hypnosis, Katie had been promoted, but if doing book reviews was over Katie's head, there was no way she would be able to handle these. She was trying to figure out how to respond to a piece that another magazine had written that was very sexist and biased toward women, but every time she thought about how the women in the article were being talked about and treated, she just seemed to draw a blank. It was as if her own mind wouldn't let her come up with the answer, as if what they were saying was right, but it couldn't be. She was supposed to be arguing against it. She'd have to talk to Jason. She needed more sessions if she was going to keep this job.

Jason was, of course, thrilled that Katie had come to him on her own to ask for more sessions. Now was his chance to really invade her past. He had begun giving her glimpses of her own actual memories of despair and turmoil on the night all this started to strengthen Katie's need for Jason, and it seemed to be working. Even though she couldn't recall her true past anymore, whatever subconscious level he brought the emotions from her past up to rejected them for the "reality" that Jason had given her. Now it was time to alter her past yet again.

Katie had had the most wonderful dream. She didn't actually remember logging off or going to bed, but she had awakened nude with her bed a mess as though someone had been there with her the night before. As she thought about that dream she fell back onto the bed and started writhing in pleasure. It was a dream about her first time with Jason. They had only had sex twice because Jason insisted that they were only friends. Katie wondered how long Jason's cock was. She couldn't remember, but whatever the length, it had brought her more pleasure than she could stand. He had been wonderful. He knew that Peter would never understand what her virginity meant to her, but Jason knew. Her right hand slid down toward her pussy as she started to drift back into the memory. Jason had used hypnosis to take away the pain...

That's why she was nude! She suddenly realized that Jason had hypnotized her... again. She must really be going deep now. She knew it had always been easier after that first fuck for him to hypnotize her if she was nude. She what loved what she could remember of the feeling of going so deep in their sessions, but what about her article? She'd have to talk to Jason. She needed to work on her editorial not relive old memories just because they made her so hot that she just wanted to..... Her fingers were really moving now, but she somehow managed to break away from the overwhelming desire to... She didn't need to be thinking about that now. She needed to finish that article, but when she went to her computer, there was her editorial finished, saved, and waiting for. Jason had done it all, but why was he reminding her about their first time? Did he want to take her again?

Just the thought of him fucking her, of him inside her, pushed her over the edge again, and she collapsed onto the floor in a massive orgasm. She already knew, as she smiled and played with her pussy a little more, it was going to be a long day, but she couldn't wait to chat with Jason tonight. If she could just make it to the phone, she would call in sick, which was true. She was love sick, and she knew it.

Jason had spent the majority of his day planning his next move. He knew that things were going perfectly, but he was taking no chances. There were too many possibilities to be able to try them all. No, Jason had to stick to the plan, mold Katie into his dream girl, but somehow what kind of girl that was didn't seem as clear as it was before he had the chance to create it. He was still determined to succeed. He had just been forced to focus a more on his goal than he had planned. He didn't even notice that his left hand slide to his cock and gently stroked as he continued to scribble notes of possible ideas.

If Jason hadn't been enjoying molding Katie so much, he might have started to worry. It seemed as though all his suggestions were now taking on a life of their own. He had given her a few vague suggestions about him taking her virginity, and Katie had told him in detail one of the most erotic encounters he'd ever read. Now, Jason seemed to be almost as obsessed with creating Katie as she was with Jason. Something was changing between the two of them, but Jason could do no more to stop it or even realize it was happening than Katie could.

That night was their next session. Both Katie and Jason were anticipating it. Katie was determined that tonight she was going to speak her mind and demand (ok, maybe beg, grovel, or plead) that Jason visit her in real life. She couldn't stand anymore time apart. He was such an important part of her life. He had made her everything that she was. She wouldn't have been able to have the job that she has or the apartment she was renting if it wasn't for Jason. Also, her pussy was going to overheat if she didn't get some cock soon. She had cum until she passed out... 4 times in a row.

Jason, however, had his own plans. Katie already believed that she owed Jason everything that she was, but Jason still craved more. She had accepted all of his programming up until now. Now Jason was going to be owed everything that Katie was, and own everything that Katie has with just a few suggestions.

Katie couldn't understand Jason. He had always been so gracious about letting her stay in this apartment, but now he wanted her to sleep on the floor. She knew it was his apartment. He could do what he wanted to with it, but why this? Was he punishing her? Had she not done enough cleaning? She must not have made the bed good enough the night before. If she just tried harder, she was sure he might let her sleep in the bed again, or she would just have to work harder at seducing him. He wouldn't make love to her on the floor, so he'd have to let her back in the bed.

Jason was ecstatic. Katie had accepted the suggestions forcing her to sleep on the floor so easily. If he wanted, he could have her as his slut, his slave now, but he wouldn't. He wanted to be Katie's life. He wanted to be the center. He had actually put off work the day before so that he could work on her training even more. He didn't know if he could or would sleep tonight. Katie would be getting online early the next morning. Jason had begun helping her pick out the best clothes to wear to work. Katie had a webcam now. He loved watching her dress. He loved having to remind her of every single piece. He had pushed her ability to work, to think, to decide anything without his help so far into her subconscious that she could barely remember piss if he didn't tell her to.

The sessions between Katie and Jason became much more frequent. (sometimes one session in the morning and one 7-hour long session that last all evening) Jason continued to slowly mold Katie, and Katie's life, personal and professional, continued to be more and more successful. She seemed to have forgotten all of the despair and loneliness that had dominated her life. She knew that she was good enough for Jason, and she longed to be with him again. Katie had even been promoted again. In less than a year, she had gone from a strong, independent, about to be fired, book review writer to department head of the entire section, but her life was too good to last.

It still amazed Jason. Even after erasing so much about Katie's past, about her parents, the anger, the hatred, and the resentment that she had felt for years toward her family still seemed to be so easy to tap into to reinforce any change that Jason chose to make. With a mention of her parents, Katie would agree to any changes that Jason wished to make to her past. Jason idly wondered when his special delivery would make it to her house. He had gotten her address and sent it almost a month before, but for now, he needed to stay focused.

As had been happening for the past week or so, Katie woke up at the foot of her bed nude. She didn't remember anything after going under hypnosis. Well, it wasn't that she didn't remember the hypnosis. She hadn't ever remembered anything that happened under hypnosis since she and Jason were just beginning to attempt hypnosis. It was the fact that she couldn't remember anything after the hypnosis. All that she could remember vividly were the memories that came to her as she thought about sleeping at the foot of Jason's bed. As she looked up, she had a strange feeling that just a few nights ago, she had slept in that bed a few nights before, but she knew that couldn't be true.

She hadn't slept in a bed since she was 11. She had always slept at the foot of Jason's bed. She thought of the first time he caught her masturbating. It was her 14th birthday. Jason had started hypnotizing her, but he hadn't realized the effect it was having on her.

It wasn't her first time to masturbate, but it was new and dangerous. Jason was just up on the bed. What if he heard? Katie looked up. She blushed. Jason was watching, but she couldn't make herself stop. She just kept touching, rubbing, and stroking until she came. She couldn't even remember if this was her first orgasm, but it felt like it. She hadn't ever felt pleasure like that. Once she started to calm down, her hand almost automatically headed for her pussy again. If it wasn't for Jason stopping her by putting her under hypnosis and helping her drift off, she would have kept going all night. Just like she would have last night... Jason must have been protecting her again. She never could keep her hands out of her cunt when she was talking to Jason or even thinking about him. She smiled as she looked down. She was about to have her first orgasm of the day, and as always, all her doubts and worries about Jason faded as they were replaced with waves of pleasure rippled through her body. Missing one more day of work wouldn't hurt. She hadn't gotten to try on Jason's gift.

She missed work that day to clean. She had some sick leave built up, and she was in charge in her section. She rushed to take a shower and get her new outfit on. There wasn't any underwear, but she guessed Jason didn't want her to wear any. As she pulled it out of the box, it felt great. It was a lacey, almost silky, very smooth, practically transparent maid's uniform. It looked so sexy that she didn't even hesitate. Jason would only send something like this if he wanted to see her, to fuck her. If she wore this, if she cleaned well enough, Jason might let her fuck him again. It still seemed a little odd. She used to want to make love to Jason. She wanted to be intimate, but now, she just wanted his cock. She didn't care if they were friends, if they were lovers, or if she was just his slut. She just wanted him inside her again. Still it felt wonderful and right to be cleaning like this. Whatever the reason for cleaning, she would never clean again without her uniform on. After all, she was cleaning someone else's home, so in a way, she was a maid...

Jason couldn't have been happier. Katie seemed so happy about cleaning "his" home in her maid uniform. It seemed that she had spent the entire day cleaning, and she loved it! She seemed to have forgotten her dreams of spending her life as his lover, his wife. Now Jason filled her dreams with whatever he wanted. He would spend hours every night after Katie logged off working on the script for the next night. He had become immersed in the ways that Katie's mind worked, and he knew every detail. He could mold her mind like clay, but he still wanted more. Katie owed him everything. Jason owned everything Katie had but Katie. She still felt like she was her own person. If he was going to have her, he had to crush that final bit of individuality, erase that last bit of her life.

Katie realized a few days later while she was cleaning that she wasn't much different than anything else in Jason's home. Jason owned everything in the home, and he could do whatever he wanted with it. He had been doing whatever he wanted to with her. Did that mean that Jason owned her? It bothered her. At first she just tried to think about something else, but nothing else came to mind. There was just an image in her mind. It was a picture of a wind up doll that looked just like her. It did whatever the voice said. It was Jason's voice. She could see Jason's eyes watching her clean, masturbate, sleep on the floor, cook, obey, and, if she was good, fuck.

Katie woke with a smile on her face. It was another beautiful day. She instinctively reached for her neck to check her collar. It was there, almost molded to her skin. She couldn't remember when Jason gave it to her, but she loved it. She looked down at the tag. "Jason's" What was the other word? Property, maid, girl, lover, slave? Any of those terms would have fit her now. She hadn't told Jason, but she would do anything for him. It wasn't so much that obeying or pleasing him was important, but Jason had made her who she was today. Jason had given her everything, so the reason she would do anything for Jason was that she just couldn't think of any reason not to obey everything he said. Katie wondered how long it might be before she would get the chance to serve Jason in person. If he ever let her, she would never leave.

Jason had prepped for this session. Tonight would decide whether his plan would work or if Katie would discover all of Jason's manipulations. It was time for the final step of his plan to happen. This was to be Katie's last night of freedom. As soon as Jason had Katie under, he would begin her final phase of training that would complete her transformation. After she awoke from this trance, Katie would be his dream girl.

That was the answer Jason was hoping for. Katie was his. Now he simply had to finish the job. It would take a few days of constant training and hypnotic programming, but Katie couldn't awaken until the process was finished. So it began...

And then it was over. Jason had decided that it was time. Katie was ready. She had absorbed all of Jason's training. Her nick, her words, and everything about her, even the pics she was sending, proved that she was totally devoted to him. He had spent the past three days straight online taking breaks only to eat and get a few hours sleep. Katie had remained deep in trance all during that time. She had cum several times as Jason erased any remaining traces of her former life and her former independence. Now it was time to awaken her. It was time to complete her programming. It was time to make her his slave, but even as he thought of the words that would complete his control, he oddly had lost his desire to complete her programming. He had done his job too well. He had created a girl who was perfect for him, and he knew he could never do to her what he would have easily been able to do to that bitch he had met almost a year before. There was only one thing he could do. He awakened her to give her a choice.

Katie's world was spinning. It was not the choice that she would ever have imagined, and really it didn't seem like she had any choice at all. As she turned to the mirror across the room, she felt as though all of this was just automatic. She loved her life. She loved the job, the apartment, the friends she had made, and even the orgasms that Jason had helped her have, but that was the point. She owed everything in her life to Jason. Her nick even said that she was Jason's. But was she Jason's wife or slave? She looked in the mirror and turned back to the computer. It was just as she already knew. She didn't even have to look in the mirror, but Jason told her to. The answer was as plain as the smile on her face. It was time to reveal her answer.

With those words, Katie got out of the seat which had become her true home over the past year. She sank to her knees in front of her computer, before her only real friend, before her first and last lover, before her lifelong crush and soon to be husband, before her whole life... before her Master. Katie was where she knew she had belonged all along. Over the days that followed, Katie left her job, and moved to live with her Master. Jason accepted her with love. He had never noticed that as he programmed Katie, he had also been programming himself. He supported and commanded her. Their first time together matched any orgasm that either of them had ever experience. Jason knew that he was bound to Katie as she was bound to him, but both Jason and Katie couldn't be happier. Was it true love or was it just a programmed response? You decide.