As you walk, you are getting more and more turned on by the idea of a submissive Addi, so you decide you’ll skip to the part where she gets to that point:
/Addi has completed her training with Mrs. Beasley yesterday, and her and I are in her room right now/
You are now in Addi’s room, and she is there too in a cute lavender dress and notably longer hair and more modest makeup.
“Hello darling,” she says breathily, clearly recalling her fuck sessions. “I’m finally done with those training sessions and I cannot thank you enough for those...you made Gracen one hell of a mama.”
“Anything for you babe,” you say. “So what’s the deal with our relationship now?”
“Well, I’ll do all the cooking and cleaning and shopping, and I’ll probably wear more dresses from now on, but I’m not a whole new person, silly. I just am embracing my natural femininity. I’m still Addi, just new and improved. Oh, and now YOU better go find your ass a nice job to support us when we get a place.”
You suppose it was too much to expect a new girlfriend. It’s nothing the app can’t fix:
/Mrs. Beasley indoctrinated Addi to the belief that women were to be submissive and subservient to men. Addi, now meek and quiet, takes pleasure in never questioning or resisting me, and will gladly do whatever I say, because as the man I am the one with all of the power in the relationship/
You watch Addi’s expression become duller, though her smile grows wider. Mentally, she basically lost her willpower and the desire to think for herself. She thinks that’s the man’s job.
“Oh my darling, as I was saying, you have complete control now. I am completely submissive to you, just like Mrs. Beasley told me to be. I’ll be your perfect wife when we marry someday.”
“Perfect...” you say, smiling wide as well.