You instantly took control of everyone in the restaurant. They all stood there, their faces lifeless, looking as if someone had just scooped the brains of out their heads.
You ordered one of the employees to lock the restaurant door and close all the windows, blinds, everything, so people would think the restaurant's closed, leaving you to have fun without any interruption.
"Okay..." you said. You grabbed a bag from the counter and placed it in the middle of the restaurant. "Okay, everyone, give me all the money you have and place it into that bag."
Instantly, everyone started fumbling through their wallets and purses, taking out any cash they had on you and placing it in the bag.
"Good," you said to them. You observed everyone and noticed one of the people in the room was a drop-dead-gorgeous girl from your old high school. She never gave you the time of day, always thinking you're some gross creep.
"You, come here."
She walked over to you and stared blankly into space. You groped her with a smile, amused at the fact she just stood there and took it.
Half an hour later, you finished having your way with her. You told her to go back to sit down, and you looked at everyone.
You grinned. "All of you. You are still under my control, but you will now act as if you aren't. However, you all now have the personalities of the opposite gender."
They all went back to what they were doing, but things were different.
You glanced over at a group of 12 year old girl scouts who were now behaving like 16 year old jock boys; sitting like them, acting like them, everything.
"Dude, I totally banged this hot cheerleader last night," said a little girl.
"Damn bro, that's awesome!" said another, her legs spread apart and laid back.
In another part of the restaurant were nerdy 18 year olds who were now doing their make up and flat out talking like cheerleaders."
"Ugh, oh my god I'm so fat," said a fat nerd in his husky, deep voice.
"Oh my god you should totally join me at the gym later today!" said a lanky, skinny boy sitting across from him.
"Now, what should I have you do next..."
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