The Mind Controlling Device/(Device) Take her to your bedroom.
From Create Your Own Story
You take a long moment to ponder your options. You consider just telling her to strip right there, but that strikes you as a bit crude. You want to see your mother naked, certainly, but you'd much rather it be a little more... personal. You make up your mind and reach for the device, nearly having a heart attack when you hear Lisa's voice. You forgot she was still here!
Lisa: "C'ya this afternoon, mom!"
Mom: "Okay honey."
Lisa skips merrily out of the house. Finally, you and your mother are alone. You can't help but smirk as you reach for the device. You touch it and think: You want to follow me to my room. You want to be there.
You: "Mom, I'm going to my room, I think I need to lie down."
Mom: "I'll come with you. I know you're fifteen and don't need me watching over you anymore, but you're still my baby boy and I still worry about you!"
You weren't going to argue anyway, but it's good to know she justified the command herself. It would still be best, you think, if you had some sort of reason in mind for the things you ask, but at least now you know you don't have to worry too much about it. True to your command, she follows you up to your room. You lie down in bed on your back while mom pulls the chair out from your computer desk, newspaper still in hand. She sits and opens it to start reading before turning to you again.
Mom: "I'll just hang around for a little while. If you need anything, let me know."
You consider telling her to get naked. You could also tell her to go change into something sexy. Either way, it'll only be the beginning. You may not be all that creative, considering you're a virgin who's only seen a few breasts on the internet before now, but you have the ability to plant suggestions and commands into your mother or anyone else you want. You'll think of something.
