The door to my dorm room creaked open, and I stepped out into the dimly lit hallway. My heart pounded as I clutched the small, unassuming remote in my hand. The instructions I'd found with it were clear: point it at someone and they would follow any command I gave. My mind raced with possibilities, but one name stood out above all others—Lily.Lily was the redhead who lived down the hall, the one I'd had a crush on since the semester began. She was smart, funny, and had a smile that could light up a room. Tonight, she was my target. I took a deep breath and walked towards her door, my palms sweaty.I knocked softly, and after a moment, the door swung open. Lily stood there, her fiery hair cascading over her shoulders, a curious look on her face. "Hey, what's up?" she asked, her voice friendly."Hey, Lily," I replied, trying to sound casual. "I got this new gadget, and I was wondering if you'd help me test it out. It's supposed to be some kind of mind control device."Her eyebrows shot up, and she laughed. "Mind control? That sounds like something out of a sci-fi movie. Sure, why not? Come in."I followed her into her room, the remote hidden in my pocket. We sat down on her bed, and I pulled the device out, explaining the basic premise. "So, you point it at someone and give them a command. They're supposed to follow it without question."Lily's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Alright, let's see it in action. What do you want me to do?"I pointed the remote at her and said, "Stand up." To my amazement, she did just that, her expression one of mild confusion. "Okay, now sit back down." She complied instantly."This is wild," she said, her tone a mix of excitement and concern. "I can feel myself doing these things, but I can't stop myself. It's like... I'm along for the ride."Lily's voice trembled as she described the sensation. "It's like... I'm here, but not in control. My body just does what you say, like a puppet on a string." Her eyes were wide with a mix of confusion and fear.I nodded, trying to keep my excitement in check. "Let's try some more commands," I suggested, my voice steadier than I felt. "Spin around."She spun gracefully, her hair whipping around her face. "Now, jump up and down." She complied, her movements obedient and precise. "Do some stretches." Lily bent forward, touching her toes, then reached her arms high above her head."Tell me an embarrassing story from last semester," I said, a mischievous grin spreading across my face.Lily's cheeks flushed deeper red as she recounted, "Last semester, I accidentally walked into the men's bathroom during a fire drill. Everyone saw me." Her voice was tinged with humiliation, but she couldn't stop herself from speaking.Watching her, I felt a surge of arousal. The power I held over her was intoxicating, and I could feel myself getting turned on by the sight of her under my control. Each command, each movement she made, only heightened my desire.Meanwhile, Lily's polite requests to stop had grown more desperate. "Please, James, this is too much. I can't handle it. Please stop." Her voice was pleading, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and desperation.I hesitated, the thrill of control warring with my conscience. But the allure of the remote's power was too strong, and I found myself unable to resist continuing, even as Lily's pleas grew louder and more frantic.My heart raced as I realized the power I held in my hands. "Let's try something else," I suggested, my voice trembling slightly. "Raise your arms above your head."Lily's arms lifted obediently, and she giggled nervously. "This is getting weird, don't you think?""Just a few more tests," I assured her, though my mind was already wandering to darker thoughts. "Now, turn around."She spun on the spot, her hair fanning out around her. "Okay, what's next?"I hesitated, my conscience battling with my desires. But the thrill of control was too intoxicating. "Take off your shirt," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Lily's hands moved to the hem of her shirt, and she pulled it over her head, revealing a lacy bra. Her cheeks flushed red, and she looked away, embarrassed. "Is this really necessary?""I just want to make sure it works," I stammered, though my eyes were fixed on her exposed skin. "Now, unbutton your jeans."Her fingers trembled as she undid the buttons, sliding the denim down her legs. She stood in front of me in nothing but her underwear, her body tense and vulnerable. "This feels wrong," she whispered, her eyes pleading.I swallowed hard, my own arousal growing with each passing second. "Touch yourself," I said, the words feeling both thrilling and terrifying.Lily's hands moved hesitantly to her body, her fingers brushing against her skin. She bit her lip, her eyes closing as she explored herself. "I can't stop," she murmured, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and fear.I reached out, my own hands shaking as I touched her. Her skin was warm and soft beneath my fingertips, and I traced patterns along her hips, her waist, her breasts. Lily's breath hitched, and she opened her eyes, looking at me with a mixture of desire and desperation."Please," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Don't do this."But I was lost in the sensation of controlling her, of exploring her body without restraint. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her neck, and she shuddered beneath me, her body responding despite her protests.The room was filled with the sound of our ragged breathing, the air thick with tension. I knew I should stop, but the power I held was too intoxicating, too irresistible. And so, I continued, driven by a desire I couldn't control.

In the dimly lit hallway, a man pointed a remote at Lily, who followed his commands without question. He tested the device by having her stand up, sit down, raise her arms, turn around, and take off her clothes. When he asked her to touch herself, she obeyed but looked at him with a mix of fear and desire. Despite her pleas for him to stop, he continued to explore her body and kiss her neck.

The door to my dorm room creaked open, and I stepped out into the dimly lit hallway. My heart pounded as I clutched the small, unassuming remote in my hand. The instructions I'd found with it were clear: point it at someone and they would follow any command I gave. My mind raced with possibilities, but one name stood out above all others—Lily.

Lily was the redhead who lived down the hall, the one I'd had a crush on since the semester began. She was smart, funny, and had a smile that could light up a room. Tonight, she was my target. I took a deep breath and walked towards her door, my palms sweaty.

I knocked softly, and after a moment, the door swung open. Lily stood there, her fiery hair cascading over her shoulders, a curious look on her face. "Hey, what's up?" she asked, her voice friendly.

"Hey, Lily," I replied, trying to sound casual. "I got this new gadget, and I was wondering if you'd help me test it out. It's supposed to be some kind of mind control device."

Her eyebrows shot up, and she laughed. "Mind control? That sounds like something out of a sci-fi movie. Sure, why not? Come in."

I followed her into her room, the remote hidden in my pocket. We sat down on her bed, and I pulled the device out, explaining the basic premise. "So, you point it at someone and give them a command. They're supposed to follow it without question."

Lily's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Alright, let's see it in action. What do you want me to do?"

I pointed the remote at her and said, "Stand up." To my amazement, she did just that, her expression one of mild confusion. "Okay, now sit back down." She complied instantly.

"This is wild," she said, her tone a mix of excitement and concern. "I can feel myself doing these things, but I can't stop myself. It's like... I'm along for the ride."

Lily's voice trembled as she described the sensation. "It's like... I'm here, but not in control. My body just does what you say, like a puppet on a string." Her eyes were wide with a mix of confusion and fear.

I nodded, trying to keep my excitement in check. "Let's try some more commands," I suggested, my voice steadier than I felt. "Spin around."

She spun gracefully, her hair whipping around her face. "Now, jump up and down." She complied, her movements obedient and precise. "Do some stretches." Lily bent forward, touching her toes, then reached her arms high above her head.

"Tell me an embarrassing story from last semester," I said, a mischievous grin spreading across my face.

Lily's cheeks flushed deeper red as she recounted, "Last semester, I accidentally walked into the men's bathroom during a fire drill. Everyone saw me." Her voice was tinged with humiliation, but she couldn't stop herself from speaking.

Watching her, I felt a surge of arousal. The power I held over her was intoxicating, and I could feel myself getting turned on by the sight of her under my control. Each command, each movement she made, only heightened my desire.

Meanwhile, Lily's polite requests to stop had grown more desperate. "Please, James, this is too much. I can't handle it. Please stop." Her voice was pleading, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and desperation.

I hesitated, the thrill of control warring with my conscience. But the allure of the remote's power was too strong, and I found myself unable to resist continuing, even as Lily's pleas grew louder and more frantic.My heart raced as I realized the power I held in my hands. "Let's try something else," I suggested, my voice trembling slightly. "Raise your arms above your head."

Lily's arms lifted obediently, and she giggled nervously. "This is getting weird, don't you think?"

"Just a few more tests," I assured her, though my mind was already wandering to darker thoughts. "Now, turn around."

She spun on the spot, her hair fanning out around her. "Okay, what's next?"

I hesitated, my conscience battling with my desires. But the thrill of control was too intoxicating. "Take off your shirt," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Lily's hands moved to the hem of her shirt, and she pulled it over her head, revealing a lacy bra. Her cheeks flushed red, and she looked away, embarrassed. "Is this really necessary?"

"I just want to make sure it works," I stammered, though my eyes were fixed on her exposed skin. "Now, unbutton your jeans."

Her fingers trembled as she undid the buttons, sliding the denim down her legs. She stood in front of me in nothing but her underwear, her body tense and vulnerable. "This feels wrong," she whispered, her eyes pleading.

I swallowed hard, my own arousal growing with each passing second. "Touch yourself," I said, the words feeling both thrilling and terrifying.

Lily's hands moved hesitantly to her body, her fingers brushing against her skin. She bit her lip, her eyes closing as she explored herself. "I can't stop," she murmured, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and fear.

I reached out, my own hands shaking as I touched her. Her skin was warm and soft beneath my fingertips, and I traced patterns along her hips, her waist, her breasts. Lily's breath hitched, and she opened her eyes, looking at me with a mixture of desire and desperation.

"Please," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Don't do this."

But I was lost in the sensation of controlling her, of exploring her body without restraint. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her neck, and she shuddered beneath me, her body responding despite her protests.

The room was filled with the sound of our ragged breathing, the air thick with tension. I knew I should stop, but the power I held was too intoxicating, too irresistible. And so, I continued, driven by a desire I couldn't control.

A college student receives a remote with instructions explaining that people will follow any instructions he gives while pointing it at them. His mind racing, he goes to down the hall to the room of the cute redhead girl he has had a crush on all semester. He explains he wants to run a few tests with the new device. They discover that she is fully aware of what her body does, but cannot stop it. At first, she is having fun with the new sensation, but gets increasingly concerned as he takes it farther and farther. He makes her undress, then start touching her body in exhibitionistic ways. As he gets increasingly turned on, he moves on to touching her himself, exploring her body as she is powerless to stop him.

Remote Possession: The Unstoppable Desires of a College Crush

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