You can only turn one thought over and over in your head. It would completely betray Shelly's trust to disclose this information. She made it clear she didn't tell anybody else in the world but you. And yet somehow now while you find yourself bathed in the aroma of Ms. Powers' powerful stink, you're so completely suggestible by the sheer girl power she emanates, you don't hesitate for even a moment to blurt out:
"She's bi. Maybe we can use that. Shelly told me she was bi-sexual but never another soul. But maybe that means your girl power would also work on her?" You ramble, barely even realizing how hot what you are suggesting is.
"If that's true, it means she is susceptible to girl power, yes. Not as much as weak men like you, but still, I think I could get my feet strong enough to get her in a suggestible state and reprioritize her own use of that very powerful scent she has.
You both smile, but it is awkward as you are still down on the ground. She moves one nylon foot to where your hands are and offers the toes of the other one back to your nose, not suffocating or dominating you, but just giving you more of the odor you love so much. Ms. Powers rubs her chin as she thinks, brainstorming out loud: "I don't think she would just put herself in a position at my feet naturally, so we may need to restrain her somehow... trap her and let me at her then, or lure her somewhere and let me do my thing when she leasts expects it."
"Wait why don't you just invite her over for girl power lessons? And you can turn the tables on your own terms!" You suggest, your voice initially muffled by her sole having been resting against your closed lips.
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