Ben had Mrs. Rayburn guide him back up to his bedroom. He told her to carry her bikini bottom along with her but not put them back on. Along the way he told her that he was tired of the girls bikinis and that they should all change into form fitting skirts cut above the knee and silk blouses.
Outside of the master bath Ben had a thought.
“Wait a minute.” said Ben, “I’ve changed my mind, I guess you can wear those skirts and blouses as a default outfit but I think we will be playing dress up later tonight.”
Mrs. Rayburn nodded at these instructions.
“Is there a… I don’t know some kind of large costume closet?” asked Ben.
“Of course, Ben, you know… this house has everything like that.” Answered Mrs. Rayburn still holding her bikini bottom.
“Good. Then, get yourself cleaned up, then tell the other girls to go to the costume closet then come get me and take me there. You have about 45 minutes.” Instructed Ben.
Ben sent her on her way. He got into the shower feeling heavy as a rock. He wasn’t feeling very horny standing there in the hot water and steam. He wasn’t sure he was being at all wise about his wishes. Had he done anything to better the world? He could, with his power, he could. Had he done anything to better himself?
Ben was very comfortable and was cleansing himself. He noticed his dick was a bit sore. He was taking care of the girls, that was a positive.
“Dolphins," thought Ben, "No more killing Dolphins. And no more polluting their…uh oceans.” Wished Ben. Then he felt a bit better. He must improve himself though, improve his mind.
It was a long shower. Ben enjoyed the powerful stream of water, much better then the house he used to live in. He was reluctant to leave it. Afterward he was sluggish from the heat. He wrapped some dry towels around himself and left his room.
While he was walking he noticed little blue tracking lights embedded in the wall. He followed them through the house to the costume closet.
Why hadn’t he noticed them before? All three girls were in the room. Two large doors were open revealing racks and shelves of clothes. The girls, who were all standing in front of the closet, looked at him as he entered.
“OK” grunted Ben “whose ready to be treated like a slut?”.
The three girls raised there hands while sporting weak smiles and raised eyebrows. Ben ordered them to get into private school girl uniforms. After a moment he realized that they were not getting it quite right.
“OK, uh. When you are changing think of it as mild stripping. Instead of looking at your hands maintain a seductive eye contact with me as much as possible, even if I’m occupied” Ben looks at Tanya “your expression should be pleased, not, like, concentrating. Tanya leave that for a minute and come here.”
Tanya sashayed over while the other girls continued to change. Tanya was only wearing an unbuttoned petite silk shirt now.
“get on your fucking knees.” Commanded Ben calmly. Tanya gently obeyed, kneeling right in front of Ben.
Ben keeping using one hand to clasp the towel around his waist placed the other around Tanya’s throat. He could feel the other girls keeping eye contact on him.
“Are you a bitch?” asked Ben.
“I will be your bitch, if that’s what you want,” answered Tanya as she started to sway her hips slightly side to side.
“Are you a bitch?” asked Ben again.
“Ooooooh make me into your bitch,” moaned Tanya.
“Are you a bitch?” asked Ben yet again his erection now obvious under the towel.
“Oh god… oh god treat me like a fucking bitch!” said Tanya blushing and breathing heavy.
“Are you a bad girl Tanya?” questioned Ben some more.
“Oooooh, I’m soooo baaaad.” Moaned Tanya now twisting her fingers around and around her clit.
Ben thought it would be exciting to slap her, but he was worried he would actually hurt her.
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