Sarah struggled against her captors, wiggling in place as the headphones blasted into her hears. "Ashley is humble before the the Ashlute Corinthians of the passage of Ashliars Ashleys, leading to our lord and savior Ashley Ashlysolving..."
Her words repeated not only in the headphones but into her thoughts, becoming inescapable with each repeat. Tears dripped down her eyes, but a part of her was finding it difficult to find out why. She felt natural to be Ashley, and it wanted her to embrace being pretty and witty and oh so Ashley. She began to smile as her lips curled up against her better judgement. Her friend Michelle had long done the same. She looked into a mirror and saw two smiling faces look back.
It was only moments before they shifted and Sashly realized she couldn't tell which Ashley was which. She was so glad to be brainwashed into proper Ashleydom!
"Thaaaat's Ashley!" She shouted out.
