Nadine took a deep breath and reached for the dildo. She really didn't want to touch it, but she needed to get rid of it. And the fastest way to do that was to grab it and toss it away somewhere, preferably somewhere far away from the house. Not for a second did she think of just picking up the box it was in instead. Even without initializing a connection between herself and the dildo, the sex toy was already having an influence over her judgment. It wanted her to touch it. If she did, then she would be totally open to its suggestive abilities. And eventually, she wouldn't want to get rid of it, just as Laura, Margaret, Grace, and David now felt.
She reached forward and touched it, wrapping her hand around it. And then it happened. She felt completely different.
She giggled. It felt so nice to be happy. And dumb. She wondered why she never wanted this before. She always hated girls like Sarah McMillan, Tiffany Sanders, Amber Levine and the rest of them. They were all bimbos and sluts. Sinners. But now she felt like she didn't give them a chance. They obviously had a lot of fun. Maybe she sold them short. Maybe there was something to the whole popularity thing. All of that devotion towards fashion and celebrities and boys. She giggled again, squeezing the dildo. "Wow, this thing is, like, so thick." She felt so happy. For the first time in a long time. She wished she could stay like this forever. She looked down at the dildo and saw, to her astonishment, that it was glowing! "Ooh, pretty."
Now that Nadine was touching it, the dildo began to accelerate her transformation. It could do it even faster than it could with her mother and Margaret, since Nadine was making tactile contact with it. In no time at all, Nadine would be just as much of a bimbo slut as her mother.
