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Elizabeth Olsen thought that today’s talk show appearance had gone well. The latest Avengers film that she was there to promote had lots of beautiful actresses in it, so it was important that she make an effort to stand out. She’d found the perfect dress for the show. It was short enough to show plenty of leg, and it also had a nice wide opening at the chest, so no matter where any potential admirers wanted to stare, they were sure to get a good view.
She made sure to look happy and engaged when answering the host’s questions, and she told all of her jokes just the way they had rehearsed them earlier. But she knew that wasn’t what her fans had come for. Beautiful actresses like her should be seen, not heard. It was important to give the fans what they wanted. And what they wanted was a good view of her incredible body.
So Liz was happy when she saw some of her fans that had camped outside the studio checking her out. She was encouraged when the photographers waiting for the stars to arrive became visibly more excited when they saw her, increasing the speed that they took their pictures to make sure they got as many as possible. When she saw some of her co-stars sneaking a peek at her when they thought she didn’t notice, it was just one more sign that she was the hottest looking star there.
Liz was feeling so good about how things went at the studio that she decided against heading straight home like she’d originally planned. Instead, she dismissed her body guards so she could go on a nice relaxing walk instead. She usually wouldn’t travel alone through an unfamiliar location, but somehow, it just seemed like the right thing to do today.
Her pleasant thoughts were interrupted when a stranger approached her. Despite not recognizing this person, something did seem familiar about him as he spoke. “Fantastic! That suggestion I planted actually worked!”
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Liz was certain she'd remember a guy like him if they'd met before. His mention of getting to know her over the next several days and the general way he looks freak Liz out. Why did she dismiss her bodyguards? It seemed such a sensible thing to do at the time. "Sorry but I don't recall meeting you. I should really head back anyway."
She starts to back away, a strong feeling of danger overwhelming her.
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'Stop!' He responds, his voice deep and commanding. 'I didn't think you'd remember me. All you famous actresses are the same stuck up little brats. Lost in your own world.' He frowned, moving closer towards her and laying a hand upon her shoulder. 'I performed a show at the wrap party of your recent Avengers flick. I recall at the time you referred to my act as stupid and fake, before you volunteered.'
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Liz finds herself stopping, despite every instinct telling her to run. This guy was getting creepier by the second. Though the mention of the Avengers party did bring back some foggy memories. "Right. I... I do remember you. I don't remember much after volunteering though. Maybe you could refresh my memory."
Liz hopes that if she keeps this guy talking some passer by might come by. She's also genuinely curious about that day. She remembers seeing this man at the wrap party, but the memory is hard to focus on. The more she tries to recall what happened, the foggier it becomes.
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'I certainly proved you wrong about the whole ordeal being fake. I had you completely wrapped around my finger.' He smirked. 'Then I lay some ground work for our future relationship, Ms. Olsen. At the time you were quite keen for us to meet again.'
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"Are you sure you aren't thinking of Scarlett? I get confused for her all the time when we're on set together." He's obviously lying, since Liz would certain remember something like that. It is strange that she hasn't moved since he told her to stop though.
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'I'm quite certain, though I am sure we can work together to ensure that Ms. Johansson enjoys a similar experience. I told you that I would return when I was in need of a new assistant. And it seems that a vacancy has recently opened up.'
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"Sorry, but I already have a job." Liz finds that she's able to move again. She's no sure what this guy thinks he's doing, but he's clearly up to no good. She look amazing in this dress, but she suddenly wishes it had room to hold a phone. She's just have to go back the way she came until she found other people. "I think I'm going to go now."
Liz turns to walk away. There's no way to run in those heels. The feeling of fear she's had since meeting this man is only getting stronger.
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He doesn't hurry to run after her, moving at a leisurely pace to remain within hearing distance without having to strain himself. 'A job? Acting?' He laughs, 'With a figure like that, you're cut out for so much more. Women like you are supposed to be seen, not heard.' He continues to follow after her, making sure she can clearly hear his words.
'Surely you've noticed it to? The changes? I've given you every skill a good assistant needs. You want to be seen. You want to catch the eye. Perhaps if I'd left it a few more days before contacting you, you'd start throwing yourself upon your fans for attention,'
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Liz stops. "Well, that is true that I want my fans to enjoy looking at me, but..." It suddenly sinks in. She's never had thoughts like that until recently. She's been wearing more revealing clothes and flirting with strangers lately. That's not like her. She turns back toward him, looking confused and angry. "Wait... do you do that to me? Did you make me think this way?!"
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He grins at her accusatory glare. 'I simply guided you towards a better path. No one can ever be forced to do something they didn't, no matter how secretly and deep down, already want to do. I simply brought to the forefront something already inside of you.' He moves to be on level with her, once again grasping on to her shoulder. 'You love the attention Ms. Olsen, don't deny that it's true.'
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Something about his hand on Liz's shoulder freezes her. She can't bring herself to turn away. At least some of what he said made sense to her. "I... I do enjoy the attention, but so what? That doesn't give you the right to manipulate me! You've got to undo whatever you've done to me right now. "
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'It's too late to turn back now, Ms. Olsen. I could leave, of course, but the damage is already done. You could turn away and never see me again, and you'd still have a deep underlying desire to be looked at, to be seen as the object of desire you are. Things will only start to get more extreme.'
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"D... damage? No! You're wrong!" She backs away, the fear overwhelming her again.
"So what if I like to be looked at! What's the point of being young and hot if you can't enjoy it?!" She tries to sound confident, but even as she talks, Liz isn't sure if she really believes what she's saying, or if she's just thinking it because this man made her.
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'Looking is just the first step Ms. Olsen. They'll look now. They'll lust after you. But soon it'll go further. They'll start touching as well, and you'll let them. It'll be fine at first, you'll be able to find plenty of hot young guys eager to please you. But when they run out? You'll give yourself up to anything and anyone just to have the attention of feeling needed.'
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She stops backing away. She needs this sicko, for now. She's got to make him undo what he's done. "Why would you do this to me? There's got to be a way to fix what you've done to me. Tell me!"
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'I did it to get your attention. Like I said, I am in need of a new assistant to help perform my act, to help me meddle with weaker minds like yours, and you happen to fulfill the characteristics that I am looking for.' He frowned for a moment. 'My last assistant was not cut out for the job, it seemed, she met an unfortunate end. But I have higher hopes for you.'
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Liz has no interest in being this jerk's assistant... until a sudden thought occurs to her. "Would I be on stage? In front of a captive audience?" The thought of turning on a room full of horny guys made Liz smile.
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'You would be the star of the show. People would stare at you with longing and desire. They would want you. They would love you.'
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Liz begins to daydream about all the cute guys that would be staring at her, wanting her. It made her feel so good. But... don't people already do that? There were hundred of paparazzi surrounding her earlier today, after all. "I'm already a star. A movie star! I don't need to be your assistant to drive men wild. YOU need to fix me! Undo what you did!"
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Of course you do Elizabeth! Your sisters Marry Kate and Ashley introduced you to me! Don't you remember?” I say, knowing full well that if she didn’t remember me implanting the suggestion of thinking of herself as nothing but something for her fans to enjoy fully whenever they see her then she certainly wouldn’t remember how her already enthralled sisters introducing me to her. This has been my first attempt at trying a new upgrade on my hypnotic remote that I’ve invented. Before it could only give direct and immediate instructions, nothing lasting longer than twenty four hours, including any body modifications I’ve been able to alter on my subjects like in Elizabeth’s case enhanced breast and even more enthralling legs. the suggestions I installed on Elizabeth however have lasted a full month before today! Both long term suggestions and prescheduled institutions have worked perfectly on miss Olson making my first experiment a complete success!
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Elizabeth gives you a confused a look. Something about you does seem familiar to her, but when she tries to think back to when she might have met you, she gets a dull headache. "I... I'm sorry. I don't remember that. Please don't be offended, I meet a lot of people."
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"Of course not, I didn't expect you to remember me," I say with a chuckle as I continue to leer over her body, visibly growing more excited as my eyes linger on Elizabeth's long legs. "So, I don't suppose I could ask to see even more of you can I? I am a fan of your's after all and this view of your sexy body, while appetizing, isn't quite as much as I could want. Maybe you should take the dress off so I, a fan, can see more of your incredible figure."
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Even in her current state, Liz doesn't think it's appropriate to take her clothes off in front of a stranger while out in the open. "I'm not going to take my dress off, but... well.. since you're a fan..." Seeing you staring at her legs, she takes hold of her skirt and lifts it up. "Is this better?"
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"I guess it'll do for now," I say with a smirk and approach her. "So, Miss Olson, how about we go somewhere more private? We can get to know each other better, you can show off your body more for the complete appreciation of a loyal fan, your sisters are even there if you want to talk to them too! They've told me about how eager they are to see you again."
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Elizabeth may not have had the chance to get to know me yet, but I certainly knew her. I had perfected the technology of subliminals, and had been following her through her daily routine for the past week, always in the background, my handheld device outputing a sound high pitched enough that one couldn't consciously hear it, yet would still have the signals interpreted by their unconscious mind. I had planted her desire to be found attractive by all around her, and her realisation that she should take a relaxing walk by herself. Now it was time to find out how deeply embedded the suggestions were. "No, I don't believe we have formally met. I go by Max." I outstetch a hand, a polite smile upon my face.
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Elizabeth suddenly questioned her earlier dismissal of her bodyguards. It had seemed like the right thing to do at the time, but now that she was alone with this strange man, she was wondering why she had done it. Well, what's done is done. And he did seem harmless.
She shakes your hand. "Nice to meet you Max. Call me Liz. 'formally met'? Have you done some work with me in the past?"
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"Something like that. But that doesn't matter, just glad to finally meet you properly, Liz. I'm a big fan." As I speak, I activate the device in my pocket, such that Liz's unconscious self should begin to hear the frequency that over the previous week had been programmed to cause her to become hornier.
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She flashes a polite smile at you. "Well I'm always happy to meet a fan" As she lets go of your hand, she starts to feel a slight tingling sensation between her legs. How had she not noticed before how hot it was outside?
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"That's great, Liz. By the way, I don't think I mentioned how attractive you are. You look especially lovely in that dress." I step even closer to Liz, trying to test whether or not she will panic, to see how well the subliminals work.
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Liz blushes at the compliment and doesn't mind at all the you've stepped closer. "Thank you. I just wanted to give my fans a good show." As she repeats her thoughts from her earlier suggestion, she suddenly notices how good looking you are. It's funny how she hadn't realized that before.
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I notice her positive reaction, and decide to really push my luck, knowing that is it fails, theoretically, I just need to simply adjust some dials on my wondrous device. "Hey Liz, I hope I'm not out of line, but would you ever consider dating a fan?"
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Liz is tempted. Very tempted. You are so hot and she feels incredibly horny right now. But giving her fans a good show is one thing, dating them is another. "I... I'm sorry. I'm seeing someone right now." Someone she really wants to rush over to and jump on top of. She won't cheat on her boyfriend, but she really needs some release.
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I have practice using the device, and can manipulate it from within my pocket, hopefully without the lovely lady before me noticing. I realise my error, and adjust to a new frequency that should cause her lustful desires to become specific to the person in front of her. If I spend enough time in her presence while using this setting, she should hopefully begin to permanently associate these lustful feelings with me. "He doesn't need to know, Liz. You can't let him restrict you like that."
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"I.... I don't think that's a good idea. I'm sorry." Fighting her growing feelings, she starts to walk away from you, but only gets a few steps before looking back toward you. You are so hot. You must be why she's feeling this way right now. And she feels so good.
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I activate another frequency, reducing her critical reasoning faculties, in order to make her more impulsive. I don't do or say anything, just waiting while she walks from me, knowing she won't be able to stay away long.
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Her look back at you turns into a stare. And the longer she stares, the more she wants you. Cheating on someone is wrong... but really, she hadn't been with her boyfriend that long. Now that she thinks about it, they never even said they were exclusive. If cheating was really wrong, she wouldn't be feeling this way right now.
Liz covers the steps away she'd taken from you in two giant strides. Before you can even react, she's standing right in front of you, her eyes filled with desire. "I suppose... He doesn't need to know. I can't let him restrict me." She wraps her arms around you and gives you a deep, passionate kiss.
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In return the kiss with equal passion, her lips tasting as good as I imagined. When we eventually release each other, I look up into the beautiful woman's hungry eyes. "You made the right choice. You have to do what is right for you. Is anyone home? If not, I think we should take this there before we continue." I want to take her to the ground there and then, but know good things come to those who wait.
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In an instant the look on her face changes from joy to disappointment. "My boyfriend's probably there, waiting for me. Is your place an option?" She's as eager to get started as you, but as impulsive as she's suddenly become, she knows she can't do it on some random sidewalk.
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"Yes, of course. We'll head straight to my place." My house was only a short walk away, and I quickly led her through my door, away from the prying eyes of others who might want to take advantage of Liz in her current state. As soon as the door is shut behind us I move to passionately kiss her once more, sure she has been awaiting the moment as much as I.
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(Since I we were talking about adapting to RPers comments before, I'll let you know I had planned on Liz getting a hotel room 
Liz eagerly trails behind you as you lead her to your place. Ordinarily, she would be disappointed by how small and sparsely furnished your home was, but as your signal continues to affect her mind, the only thing she can notice is you, and how badly she wants you. No longer able to contain her lust, she moves to take your shirt off as soon as you walk through your front door, being stopped only by your kiss.
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(Thanks. Nice to know. I'm pretty new to the whole rp thing, so I just wanted to make sure I was doing it right)
I notice Liz attempting to reach for my shirt, and understanding her intention, I decide to help her out. After our kiss ends, I remove my shirt for her, then begin to help her out of her exquisite dress.
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Her increasingly lustful brain sees your unremarkable chest as toned and muscular. She runs her hands over it, feeling imaginary muscles. You are every fantasy man she has ever dreamed of. Liz reaches back to undo a button at the top of the dress, allowing you to pull it down her arms and let it fall to the floor. she kick off her shoes, leaving her in her underwear. More eager to see your naked body than her own, Liz immediately undoes your belt.
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As my pants hit the floor, the device in my pocket is knocked into the off position, shutting off the signal. I am oblivious to this, focused only on Liz as her warm hands move across my body, looking as beautiful as ever in her underwear.
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Though the signal has shut down, it will take some time for Liz to come down from this extreme state of arousal. She looks down at your underwear, desperate to see that impressive display of manhood that she knows is underneath. She wants to leap on you right there, but you're still in the living room, inches from the front door, with only a few old ratty chairs and a TV as furniture. Enough of her rational mind has started to work that she can utter a single word. "Bedroom"
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"Of course." I open the door to a fairly mediocre room, with a smallish bed inside. However none of this bothers me, as Liz is all I care about right now. I drop my underwear, to reveal my manhood, sized as Liz expected, and await her reaction.
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Liz follow you into the bedroom, stepping on your discarded pants, and unintentionally damaging the device in its pocket, along the way. She enjoys the site of you removing your underwear, but the site does not produce the incredible feelings of pleasure that you or her expected. As she continues to look at you, the vision of the handsome adonis that she saw only moments ago begins to fade. She starts to wonder what possessed her to enter this strange house and make out with this moderately attractive man. She makes no move to remove her own underwear.
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Something seems wrong, then I think back, and my mistake is suddenly obvious. I run back out of the bedroom to get the device out of the pants, but upon attempting to turn it on, the device produces only an unpleasant screeching, so I quickly shut it off. This was bad, it would be possible to fix, but Liz was already reverting back to her old self, and I knew there wouldn't be much time. "Sorry Liz, just wait there a moment. I have to go... freshen up."
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Seeing your distress as you examine the device, Liz's rapidly clearing mind pieces together what happened. As soon as you leave to "freshen up", she quickly throws her dress and shoes back on, quietly sneaks out the front door, and runs off. By the time you return, she's long gone.
(This would actually be a funny, if anticlimactic, way to end the RP!)
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(Could be, if you want to, but I wasn't really done yet)
Scanning the house I notice Liz's disappearance, and curse myself for not locking her up. Fortunately, I was able to repair the device. I return to the road outside Liz's house, ensuring I remain hidden, as I have for the past week, and activate the device. I assume Liz will have thought it all an embarrassing mistake, and not have gone to the police or told her boyfriend. If so, this mode should return her to her impulsive state and remind her of the pleasure she felt around me. There was not a chance I was just going to give her up this easily.
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Liz can't believe she didn't bring her purse with her wallet and phone with her. Knowing that was likely due to something that creep Max made her do makes her even angrier at him. Well he'll get what's coming to him soon enough.
With no way to call her boyfriend or a taxi, Liz has to walk home in her heels. This is one time she wouldn't mind running into an autograph seeking fan. At least then she could have borrowed a phone, but no such luck. The long walk makes her angrier with each step. By the time she gets to the front door, she just want to kick off her shoes and relax. If her boyfriend waited around for her, maybe she could even get a foot massage. But before that she'd have to call the police. Max had to pay for what he tried to do.
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