John called Joan and Linda into the living room. They stood at attention, beaming, and looking at him longingly.
"I... I may have forgotten to think things through." He said, more to himself than to the two professionals in front of him. "I mean, people are GOING to notice and, well, what will happen then?" John shook his head and sat down, slumping into the chair. He placed the headphones next to him and looked at the two professional ladies. For a while he thought, looking at them, getting aroused, but he tried to keep his dick under control. It wasn't the time for that.
"Okay, let's play it slow." He said. "Joan!"
"Yes, father?" Joan said in a clear and happy voice.
"Let's wait on converting your friends. I want your new personality to be eased in back into your social circles. Same with you, Linda. For now, I think we have to device a plan."
"Yes, John." Linda said, happily.
John smiled, feeling as if something was happening. A plan, perhaps. WIth that, he suddenly felt drained. "I am going to lie down for a while. You two are professionals now, maybe you can come up with a plan." He said absentmindedly as he left the room.
The two professionals remained in place, smiling, obedient, and thinking. Thinking, coming up with a course of action. After a while they turned to one another in unison. "We must plan." They said.
Joan took the headphones in her hand and then looked at her mother. "First, lets consolidate power inside the house."
