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MoralityMaker — Hypnotizing Emma Watson in a Library
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Published: 2019-05-11 14:28:40 +0000 UTC; Views: 11049; Favourites: 63; Downloads: 17
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You were merely browsing through your local library when you saw her. It was none other then the gorgeous Emma Watson! It was kinda fitting that she was in a library considering how much of a bookworm her biggest part had been. You had had a crush on her back in those days. Particularly during the release of the last three movies where she had already turned eighteen.
In recent years however your crush on her had faded. It wasn't like she wasn't any less attractive now. You had just been disillusioned and disappointed in her after she made rude comments about men masking as 'feminism'. Let's just say that you approved of the patriarchal system. You saw no need for societal change.
You had something in your pocket that you used on people when they disagreed with your opinions. It always helped convince them that your point of view was the correct one. In fact, it helped convince them of whatever you wanted them to think. Perhaps Emma Watson could use some improvements by you? You could make her into a more respectable figure who understood her place in the world. With the decision to do just that set in your mind you approached the stunning star.
Emma Watson's life was about to irrevocably change for your better. Not only would she let this foolish feminist crusade go but she would also focus her attention on whatever you wanted. All you had to do was keep a conversation going long enough to use what you had in your pocket on her.
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This is an RP starter. If you wish to RP just comment and I'll reply if I'm interested. This is Emma Watson Sub but she could Dom if you're able to write the RP in that direction.
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“Yes,” Emma agreed, “right away!” April grabbed the actress by the hand and lead her to the changing rooms, with you following behind. Unfortunately, the changing rooms were segregated by gender, so you weren’t allowed to go into the stall that Emma was to be using.
“Sorry about this,” April sincerely apologized. “The company that owns this store is pretty progressive about allowing women to be objectified by men. Unfortunately, even they aren’t open minded enough to let men come and go from the women’s changing rooms as they please.”
She patted you on the shoulder, truly sympathetic to your terrible plight. Annoying, you’d have to wait a little longer to see Emma Watson naked before you. Emma gave you a longing look before she went on by herself into her stall. After that, April spent several minutes running about the store.
She eventually returned with a small mountain of clothes under her arms. The salesgirl then addressed you before she went in. “Don’t worry, I’ll get Emma to leave the stall every time she’s dressed in a new outfit. That way you can judge if you think her outfit works or needs to be altered in someway.”
The salesgirl left you alone as she went into Emma’s stall. Some minutes past, and then Emma came out for her inspection. She was wearing a short light pink tutu, like something worn by a young ballerina. Her midriff was bare and her breasts were only covered by a tight light blue top. The look was completed by a light pink bow in Emma’s hair.
“What do you think?” The salesgirl asked. “I went with a minimalist look. I thought all her items of clothing being pink might be too much, so I decided on a light blue top. The actual shade of it is called baby blue. I also think some pigtails would help, but there isn’t a hair dresser in that stall sadly.”
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My jaw almost dropped at the sight before me. I was witnessing Emma Watson's body extremely exposed to the world for the first time! And even better, she was dressed like a girly ballerina at the same time! I couldn't even decide what I liked most: the extremely tight light blue top that showed off a generous portion of her greatest assets, the frilly ballerina-type tutu that helped show her new-founded girly side, or the pretty pink feminine bow in her hair that topped off the outfit!
"She looks amazing!" I exclaimed in reply to April, before addressing Emma herself. "You look amazing Emma, this girly outfit makes you 10 times sexier than ever!"
I made sure to give Emma this praise on her looks directly because I wanted to reinforce her feelings about desiring to be complimented and objectified by me.
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Emma blushed at your praise. She twirled a lock of hair around her finger in a cutesy manner. The once uptight celebrity giggled happily to herself after hearing your compliments. She valued your opinion so strongly. Since you liked this outfit, that meant it must suit her. “Thank you Brandon!” She said in glee. Then, Emma Watson herself actually curtsied for you. She looked perfectly identical to a girly ballerina.
April herself was admiring her own handiwork. Seeing an outfit properly come together was always inspiring and gratifying, especially so when the wearer of the clothes you were choosing was the famous Emma Watson. “I’m glad you like it,” April said to you sincerely. “I have a few variations of this specific outfit. They’re mainly just color swaps, where the top is pink instead of blue and the tutu is blue instead of pink. Since you like this look so much, do you also want to buy the variations of this look or would you rather see Emma in the clothes first before making a decision?”
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“Hmm, sure! We can get all the variations as well. It’s just like I said, Emma will need all the clothes she can muster to fit her new look. I definitely want her to have a pink top in particular. Just imagining her in all pink is amazing! Don’t you think so too, Emma?”
I thought for a moment, before an ingenious idea popped into my head.
“Oh, I just got an idea! Emma, would you perhaps give April and me a quick demonstration of what your new-founded girlishness truly means to you? Since you’re wearing a ballerina outfit, why not play the part? Show us your best graceful and elegant dance, so we can further appreciate your sexy body in that outfit.”
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“Of course! You’re absolutely right!” Emma agreed instantly with your suggestion that she would look fantastic in all pink from top to bottom. Then, you had an ingenious idea. She couldn’t help but smile at its sheer inspired brilliance. The celebrity was dressed like a girly ballerina, now it was time she acted the part.
Emma Watson had no traditional dancing training, and that obviously showed in her performance. Still, considering her lack of real experience, she was doing astoundingly well. She had once had to learn the basics of balletic dancing for an audition for a film. She didn’t end up getting the part, but she relied on that knowledge now to perform as well as she was.
She went On Pointe, keeping her balance while only standing on her toes. The dance was rough around the edges, she nearly stumbled a few times, but overall it was still magnificent and elegant.
She started in Second Arabesque. All that meant was that, while one leg was held high and pointed straight out behind her and the other foot stayed still on the ground, her arms were extended out and pointed away from each other.
She Pirouetted several times, it was the most well known ballerina move after all, even if it was far from the simplest. She twirled around in a swirl of light pink and baby blue. It was graceful and beautiful.
She ended the spin with an Entrechat. Which meant she jumped straight up while rapidly crossing her legs twice in the air before landing on her feet again.
Then she went to Efface Derrière (www.flickr.com/photos/51514231… ) to En Face (www.pinterest.com.au/pin/51664… ) to Croise Devant (www.flickr.com/photos/omarsang… )
Frankly, she didn’t have much breath left at this point. She couldn’t keep this up much longer. So, that meant it was time for the grand finale. The space she was working with wasn’t large, so she did a small Glissade Jeté followed up by a Coupé Step Jeté. (gfycat.com/amp/lastingimpressi… )
Finally, after that, she came to a stop. She held herself in her ending position and looked to her two person audience. April was clapping and in awe of Emma’s performance. That was nice, but what the actress really cared about was your reaction.
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I saw the entranced, now girly starlet looking in my direction for approval and began clapping alongside April. I made sure to give Emma a wide, approving grin at the same time.
"That was amazing! You're like a born natural! Your moves were graceful, elegant, and above all they helped to sell your new self flawlessly! Not to mention how sexy you looked while doing it!" I praised Emma, giving her a wink. I knew how much she loved being complimented on her looks, after all.
Truth be told, I was shocked at how well Emma did. Originally my theory was that she would be a bit clumsy, due to inexperience. I had been proven very, very wrong. I now realized she must have had to learn some stuff like this in the past for some acting rolls. I wasn't complaining at all though; she had surpassed my expectations and then some! My Praise was completely genuine. It was like she was a real ballerina!
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Hey! I was wondering if you'd be interested in doing this one at the same time as the Padme one? I've always wanted to do an Emma rp at some point and I love the starter
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(Sure! I'd love to do this one with you. Just send a response and we can get started.)
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I'd like to try this one, if that wouldn't be too many for us to do. Maybe she turns the tables on me and instead hypnotizes me to believe women are superior to men. She could then "teach" me how to submit sexually to her or force me to serve some other woman, or something like that. Thoughts?
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To be honest, I knew Emma was a bookworm. She'd have to be well read to write those speeches that she has been known to present over the recent years. And she did go to Brown. That doesn't mean I'd expect to see her at my local library though. It's not like this was downtown London after all. But I wasn't complaining. Not at all. This gave me an opportunity.
I had tried this once before. But to little effect. It appears if the victim is aware of your intentions it is that much harder to subdue them. Thankfully, I was in a library. There would be plenty of distractions here. "Hello, Miss Watson? I'm sorry to interrupt. Could you recommend a book to me?"
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Emma was surprised to hear of your request. She wasn't surprised that you knew her name of course, that came with the territory of her level of fame. However, usually people wanted autographs or selfies.
For someone to ask for a book recommendation was quite unexpected. It wasn't unwelcome though. "Of course," Emma replied earnestly. "I'd be happy too. Is there a particular genre or category of book which you'd want me to recommend or do you mean any book, just in general?"
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"Actually, I'm interested in anything on feminism that you might recommend. I've heard some of your speeches and am curious about what other people think about the situation." He smiles at her, a hand in his pocket, another hand offering her a list of names. "I was thinking authored by one of these women?"
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"Really?" Emma asked in happy surprise. Her estimation of your merit just thoroughly increased. "Well I'd be happy to help! I always love meeting fellow feminists." Her words were genuine. A lot of people seemed to want to put her down only because she thought she the rights between the sexes should be equal. Running into a fan who was also an ally was always a blessing.
She took your list of authors and read it. "These are all really great feminist writers here. I must say, you have excellent tastes when it comes to authors." After that, Emma set to work on getting the books that she particularly like which were written by the authors you provide.
She came back with a comically high stack of books. Even Hermione, being the huge bookworm that she was, would have felt daunted at the prospect of reading so many books. "Sorry, I know it's a bit much," Emma said sheepishly. "You don't have to take all of these of course. These were just the feminist books which I truly found inspiring."
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"Well, I've noticed how hard you've worked to speak the issues to the world, and it has inspired me. You must feel really strongly about it, so of course I agree with you. I never knew women were so put down about this stuff until you brought it up." He smiled her.
He accepts the books Emma hands him. He was overwhelmed by the sheer number of recommendations she had for him, but at the same time, in this case the more there were the more effective his work would be. He flipped through the pages of one, not to any page in particular. He stared intently at the words, until the very words changed completely. Then he adopted a look of shock before showing Emma. "Um, Emma? This doesn't look right? Apparently this author thinks the women should have no rights and need to do everything a man tells them to do."
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"What are you talking about?" Emma asks genuinely confused. "I've read that whole book and at no point does it state what you just said it does." Emma thought for a moment that you were just messing with her. There obviously was no way that a feminist author would write what you were suggesting!
Then she looked at the page you had open in the book and, just as you had said, there it was. Emma grabbed the book from you and stared in shock at the words. "This can't be possible," she muttered in disbelief. "I read this whole book several times! That's how much of a fan I was for it. How could I forget about reading this section?"
Out of other options or explanations, Emma looks at you and says, "maybe it's just a misprint? Or a really long typo which just happened to spell out really misogynistic words?" The actress knew she was offering poor excuses but she refused to accept that this sexist section was meant to be in this book. "Okay. I don't know how that got there, but I'm certain that the author of the book doesn't actually think that way."
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But just as she was looking over the words on that book, he flipped open another book to a random page, repeating the same actions as before. He waited of course until Emma processed the strange happenings of this book. When the words changed in the second book, his look of disbelief was elevated tenfold. Admittedly it could be interpreted as an accident the first time, but the second? Surely that's not a coincidence. Perhaps this really was how feminists thought. He looked up at Emma handing her the second book. "How do you explain this one then?"
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Emma looked at the second book you showed her. This one was written by a different author then the first book and Emma remembered it preaching feminist values. She looked at the page you showed and, yet again, saw incredibly sexiest messages.
There were whole paragraphs devoted to preaching for women to stay in the kitchen, for women to be seen and not heard and for women needing to be married to a man to feel fulfilled. There was even a section of the book which was campaigning for women to lose the right to vote!
Suddenly Emma's head hurt. This didn't make any sense. Desperate for an explanation, she accuses this of somehow being your fault. "Did you do this? Did you write these paragraphs and put them in these books to make fun of me? Is this meant to be a joke or a prank or something?"
Emma was at her wits end. If you could convince her you had nothing to do with this, then she would have no where else to turn to. She'd have to reconsider what being a feminist really meant, and wether she should still be one.
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He was appalled that Emma would even consider such a thing. I mean, he was trying to be nice and everything to her, a celebrity. Lots of people would be saying incredibly rude remarks to her or even inappropriate for that fact alone. But he was trying to be her friend and she had the audacity to accuse him of such a thing. It was outrageous. Luckily, that would all change soon. "Emma, you literally just handed me these books. I did not tell you which ones to grab outside of author, and I have only had a few seconds to look through them. How could I have done anything? Perhaps this is really just what they meant and you somehow missed it."
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Emma felt a headache coming on. She knew she was a feminist, but was this what a feminist was? She had felt so certain in the past that she knew what was right but now she wasn't sure. If feminists believed that men were superior to women, and she was a feminist, then did that mean that she believed men were superior to her?
No. This was madness! How could she even be considering this? Suddenly Emma remembered something. There was a way to figure out what being a feminist meant after all! Emma pulled out palm cards from her pocket.
"I have a speech I'm going to deliver very soon," she began to explain. "It's about what feminism means to me. These palm cards contain all the paragraphs of that speech." All she had to do was read it and she'd learn what type of feminist she was.
She went to do just that, but then she hesitated. She felt so uncertain, so nervous about all of this. Perhaps it would be better for a strong man to look at her cards first? Yes, that sounded reasonable. "I'm too nervous to read them myself," she admitted sheepishly. "Would you mind reading them for me and telling me what you find?"
She offers you her palm cards and waits to see if you'll take them. The poor actress had no way of knowing how much she was potentially giving up. No matter what you changed her words into, the starlet would think the words where what she believed. Emma was unintentionally offering you the chance to give her whatever opinion you wanted her to have. Now all that remained was what you would do with such an offer.
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He smiled at her. "Of course. I'll help you out as best I can." He grabbed the cards from her, but not looking at them yet. "I understand that it can be nerve-wracking some times to present speeches, even if you've done so before." Then he looks at the cards. He didn't change the text yet, just read words that weren't on the cards. "Most of you know me as Hermione Granger from the Harry Potter films. I speak before today, however, as Emma Watson, a feminist. I have noticed throughout the years that there is confusion about what exactly it means to be a feminist. I am here today to clarify some of that. Feminism to me is flaunting our bodies for the pleasure of men. Dressing skimpily. For man is superior to woman, and they deserve every obedient act women can provide them. We are toys for their sexual pleasure. Bodies to be exploited. Nothing more. We should not vote, for our will is not our own." It was as he spoke that the words changed, just in case Emma asked for her speech back.
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Emma took her cards back to confirm what you were saying, but she didn't doubt that you spoke the truth. She looked at the palm cards and saw her own handwriting staring back at her. That settled it. This was what feminism was.
"I'm sorry for accusing you earlier, and for acting so weird. I don't know what happened, but I somehow was convinced that feminism was the oppersite of what it actually is about." It was kinda embarrassing to admit just how wrong she had been. Maybe trying to find the funny side of things would make her feel better. "For a second there I actually thought I stood for equality!" She chuckled at the ridiculousness of the idea. "How crazy is that!"
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He had options here. Scold her, for disobeying the practices of feminism and not following her role to man, or join in her laughter and pretend it was all a simple misunderstanding. But if he did the latter, then Emma wouldn't learn her lesson. So he did the former, slapping her in the face. "It is maddening that you would even think you had equality. I am your superior, and you should treat me as such. I do not accept your apology. Not yet. You must try harder if you want to be forgiven."
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Emma didn't argue about being slapped. She deserved nothing less. The actress just blushed in shame and embarrassment. How stupid could she be? "I'm so sorry sir," she whimpered and bowed her head submissively. Emma's fighting spirit was completely gone. "I know you're right. I know you are superior to me. I promise I'll never forget it again! Even so, I will gracefully accept whatever punishment you give and do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness."
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The man eyes Emma. She definitely was gorgeous. He would do whatever it took to remove those barriers covering her divine skin, but that wasn't the punishment he had in mind. For one, the plan was to hopefully make her enjoy such actions. After all, that was what her body was for. "You will give me your house." He said instead, knowing full well with her wealth her house would be worthy compensation.
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"Of course. Absolutely sir," Emma doesn't offer any resistance or defiance nor does she feel either of those feelings. The actress puts her hand into her purse and withdraws her house keys. After passing them over to you she says, "is there anything else I can do to make it up to you?"
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He gladly accepts the keys, smiling at her. "Not here. It is too public here. I don't know where you live, so how about you show me and you can continue your apology there." He puts the keys in his pocket, taking out his own keys. "My car is nearby, you can drive me there."
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"Of course sir," she replies immediately. "I'll take my punishment wherever you see fit to give it." With that she takes your car keys and goes to leave the library. Several staff which work at the library, and have met Emma multiple times because of how much she frequents it, notice the two of you leaving. One of the aforementioned staff approaches the both of you and in doing so, blocks the exit.
"Are you alright Emma? Is everything okay?" The librarian asks with concern in her voice. The actress had her head down and her usually firm stance was feeble. To say this librarian was worried was an understatement. Then she noticed you, a complete nobody, who was apparently leaving with this famous actress. "Are you friends with this man, or is he bothering you?" She asked gently.
Now would be a good time for you to step in. If you didn't, Emma might casually and honestly explain the situation. Letting the actress nonchalantly state that you were going to punish her for not knowing her place would definitely attract attention. The librarian was already suspicious of you though, the excuse would have to be believable. Get past this, and you were home free.
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He answers before Emma has a chance too, knowing that if Emma even a single word, there might be some problems. "Emma and I are longtime friends but we haven't seen each other since she got famous. I was just taking her out to catch up and some things. Isn't that right, Emma? But you are right to be worried, you don't know who you can trust in this day and age." He smiled at the librarian. "Don't worry. I'll return her safely." He was just leaving before he remembered his manners. He turned back around and offered his hand. "I'm Peter by the way. Nice to meet you, but we really should be going." He resumed his departure with Emma in tow.
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Emma has no idea why you're lying to this woman, but she knows it isn't her place to question you, so she follows your lead. When the concerned librarian turns to her to see if she'll validate your story, Emma reassures her. "You have nothing to worry about. Every word he just said was true."
With that, the librarian had been successfully placated. She even shakes your hand when you offer it. No one else attempts to stop you and Emma from leaving. Once again, you're alone in the actress's company. The both of you set off toward the car park and from there, Emma's home.
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He smiles. "You did well in there, Emma. I'm proud of you. I might have to reduce your punishment a little because of that." He was interested to watch her reaction at this comment. Would she pleased that he pleased him? And how much would she be? Of course, there would be plenty of time for pleasure soon enough, but for now he was happy with this first victory. They arrive at his car, and he claims the passenger seat. "Ready when you are Emma. Take me to my new home."
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"Thank you so much sir!" Emma replies gleefully at your praise. "Your pride is a gift I could never deserve. You really don't have to reduce my punishment though, sir. I think a harsh punishment will do me good. Hopefully that way I'll never forget my place again." The actress's tone is determined. She's passionate about crushing whatever part of her briefly thought feminism stood for equality.
Considering Emma goes to this library because it's the nearest one to her house, the drive home isn't a long one. Before you know it your outside the door and Emma is waiting for you to unlock it. Her keys now belong to you now after all.
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Her response was surprising, given her attitude just less than an hour ago. She really had changed quickly on her beliefs. Not that he was complaining. He liked this version of Emma. He followed her to her front door, and he dangled her keys in front of her, trying to figure out which key fit the lock. He figured it out fairly quickly however, and opened the door.
I very much admired what he found inside. Emma knew how to decorate, and she had the money to buy the most exotic and pricy decorations money could buy. He truly hit the jackpot. But there was little time to waste if he was going to punish Emma. It was a bit of a punishment for him too, but he was more than willing to wait if the anticipated results happened. "Your body is made for sex, Emma. But because you misbehaved, sex is forbidden to you for the rest of the day."
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Emma looked visibly crestfallen at the punishment. Her body was made for sex! Not being able to do it removed her of her primary purpose. She wouldn't argue for you to change her punishment though. She got this punishment in the first place for not knowing her place. Women didn't exist to refute men, but to obey them. That was what it meant to be a feminist! "I understand sir," she said sadly. "Thank you for punishing me. Truly I deserve no less."
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He wasn't finished. If he wasn't going to have sex with her right now, then was there even a point in having her around? He had a new house. He might as well make an attempt to explore it and experience and he worked, well not so hard, for. "In addition for disobeying me, Emma. You will not be able to take your clothes off for the rest of the day, even though your body is meant to be displayed. Now go to your room."
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"Of course, sir," Emma replied quickly. "Despite how terrible clothes feel against my skin, I'll keep them on for the rest of the day. It's what I deserve for my egregious actions earlier today. I promise you sir, I'll never forget what a feminist truly is ever again." With that the actress went to her room as you had commanded her to. There she would remain until told otherwise. She'd spend the time alone to dwell on how stupid and foolish she had been. How could she possibly have thought, even briefly, that women deserved equality?
Besides that, she'd go over her speech on what feminism meant to her. She was due to speak it in just a few days after all. She just couldn't wait! She was quite excited honestly. Getting in front of a crowd of liked minded people would be great. She'd get the chance to passionately talk about all the rights which women shouldn't have. She was sure that would go over well! Everyone in the room would be feminists after all.
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He hadn't considered any plans she might have made previously. He was unaware of her intention to go through with her speech. But perhaps that would be a problem encountered for later. For now, he embraced his fortune and explored his new home. It was extravagant. Harry Potter clearly went very well for the actress, financially. But the decor was actually not on the top of his list, believe it or not. Emma had something he wanted: connections. He tore apart her kitchen, pulling drawers onto the ground in search of anything useful. Hopefully, like a personal address or phone book.
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(i don't know if we can do two rps at once!)
A small part of me was screaming at me not to do this, Just let it go everybody is entitled to their own opinion. But that was eclipsed by the mere thought of the possibly that this could work. The mere thought of making her my wife or just having control of her made me aroused. My plan was simple keep her talking long enough to use my hypno invention and then mold her to my liking. And if all else failed wipe her memory and get the hell out of there.
I approached her and acted like i was looking for a book before noticing her. "Ummm excuse i couldn't help help but notice you look familiar are you Emma Watson?"
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Emma was in the middle of reading her book when she heard you approach. "Yeah, I'm Emma Watson," the actress replied. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't say that too loudly though, you'll draw attention to me. I don't want to have to deal with a crowd of people today," she explained. Today was meant to be a day off from the stress of stardom after all.
Emma had no way to possibly grasp the true nature of your foul intentions. She assumed, like any other fan, you just wanted something signed by her. She didn't mind doing that for a fan and so she offered as such. "I wouldn't mind autographing something for you if you've got a pen for me to use."
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"Oh sorry and i unfortunately i don't really have anything to get signed i didn't expect to run into you today." I looked around and sighed thankfully there wasn't a lot of people in the library and this who were there didn't hear me. "Well it's a pleasure to meet you now that i think about what better place for a bookworm to go on there day off then the library." I joke.
I absentmindedly reached around in my pocket for my invention thankfully to the average person it looked like a ring with eyeball design on it but in fact i made it so when i place it in someone direct line of sight it let's of a hypnotic sort of light that disorients and eventually hypnotizes them.
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"Yeah, I guess that's true. I really am living up to what Hermione would have done." Seeing that you had nothing for her to sign she assumed that this interaction was pretty much over. She thought that you would probably have no reason to stay in here company for any longer. "Well, it was nice meeting you," she said as way of farewell. She had no idea about the ring you at you disposal, ready to change her mind.
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"Oh i just remembered something i was going to ask you, or someone else, i recently bought this ring for a friend of mine and i wanted to get another persons opinion on it. I got side tracked when i stopped here kind of a closet bookworm myself. What is your opinion of it Please take your time looking at it we have all day right?"
I straightened out my hand and held it up little for her to look when she paused mid turn. I saw the quick flash, signaling the ring's ability has activated. *Yes that's it take a nice long look it might help change your mind of things.* i thought.
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It was definitely a weird request of her. Before Emma could voice any of her confusion however her eyes landed on the ring in question. Once they did her eyes seemed to lock in place on the object in your hand. The poor actress lost her train of thought immediately as she stared at the glittering object in your hand.
"It's a very pretty ring," she said. Emma's voice sounded far away though. Her conscious mind was slowly drifting away under the mere presence of your ring in her line of sight. "Your right, we do have all day," she finds herself agreeing. She's to absentminded to really focus on what she is saying, such is her focus on your ring.
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*Wow that was faster then i thought, but i still shouldn't let my guard down.* i thought. I look at Emma and i was shocked by how cute she looked with that absentminded look on her face. "Emma it looks like you have quite a lot to say about this ring, i'm not surprised you are a woman it seems like women know more about rings and such then guys, why don't we sit down at that table so we can talk about it?"
I point with my other hand to a small table empty table in the corner not to far away from us and i knew it would the perfect spot to make her mine without be disturbed.
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Usually Emma Watson would refute the assertion that women inherently knew more about rings just because of their gender. The actress didn't seem to be in an arguing mood however, such was her attention on your ring. Besides, did she really want to maybe start a fight with a stranger?
What could go wrong if she just went along with him for a bit? "Course. I don't mind going to sit at that table to talk to you about it," Emma replied. "As long as you let me continue looking at it. Whoever you got it for is a very lucky human being."
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"Oh yes they are and thank you, i was was worried i made a bad choice." I smiled alittle i heard what she said but there was almost no emotion behind it and she didn't even bother to look up at me. "Sure you can look at it all you want please take your time." I said as i walked toward the table, Emma following leaning forward slightly and just silently following like a lost puppy.
"If you don't me saying you look very cute in that top by the way." i say and i was a tad shocked when actually looked like that struck a cord but she still didn't look away from the ring.
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Emma knew that people of both genders checked her out all the time. That didn't mean she excepted people to admit to it though. Usually she found the topic a rude thing to discuss and would discourage anyone who tried to open it. However she just couldn't find the will to do any of that while looking at your pretty ring. She attempted to respond to your comment, "I, um, I, ah," but the only thing that came out was garbled and uncertaint.
The typically graceful actress was stumbling over her own words like a stereotypical crushing school girl. Her focus was so on the ring that she found it difficult to concentrate on forming words that reprimanded you for objectifying her. For some reason words of acceptance and agreement came much easier. So the star eventually managed to get out a gentle, "thanks for saying I look cute in this top, I guess."
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