"Bella, you are very dumb," Gordon states. "I... I'm not dumb," you reply. Even without hypnosis, you're not so sure this is true.
You've doubted your intelligence from a very young age and are not sure how smart you are at all.
"Oh, but you are dumb, way dumber than Carter," Gordon insist.
"I... I'm dumber than Carter," you consent. Your intelligence melts away. You were by no means dumb before, but now your basic skills at math, reading, all of that seem to fade away. You always remember wishing that you were as smart as Carter who seemed to have it all. Carter clinches her head with the new memories and turns to Gordon insisting he stop.
"Oh, would you like me to do the same to you?" he replies. She shrinks back down at that.
"It is a good thing you are her sister, or you would have failed school long ago," Gordon states. "Me carter's sister. She smart and help with tests and stuff." You don't actually change much at this being biologically similar and even your memories don't really change since she helped you when you two were friends anyway. "Though I suppose those big boobs probably helped you get some help from the boys," Gordon adds. "Me like sex," was all you could reply. At his words, however, your boobs grow to enormous proportions and memories fill your head of getting help with your homework for a copped field or two. Of course, you didn't really mind. "Will you take off your shirt for me then?" Gordon asks.
"Of course silly, why do you think I let you in," you reply.