Lexy (Nivel 5) mail warning

"Time to show you your place, Loser!"

Alicia "Lexy" McCole,
20 years old,
Scotland,
155 cm,
53 kg,
Ginger,

Lexy is an offspring of a rich, renouned family, which she never stops bragging about. Actually, she never stops bragging at all.

Attending college as her parents told her to she quickly became probably the most popular, yet also most disliked person in the institution. She never shies away from telling or showing people that she thinks of them as lesser, always remembering everyone of her father, who made himself a big name in local politics.

"You should be thankful that I'm even answering your stupid questions!"

In her younger years she kept attracting other schoolgirls, who tried to profit of her fame by hanging out with her but there was never a shortage of, how she called them, "ignorant lowlifes", bullying her for her uptight, cocky behaviour. But of course there is no living being born yet that could humble her, so she decided to get karate classes to fight everyone who looked at her the wrong way. In fact, she is holding the title in her college league, partially by demoralising potential rivals with her fame and also by actually subdueing everyone, who tries to fight her.

"Some people you have to physically remember of their social standing!"

Her attitude only got worse when her father climbed the leadership ladder even more and now she is truly insufferable. Since she threatened everyone who openly opposed her she soon got the target of various pranks with unknown culprits. One especially devious one discoverd her unexpectedly high suggestibility for hypnosis. But if someone were to tell her about that, she would shrug it off as nonsense of course since no one tells her what to do and surely she would remember such instances.

"Yeah, sure, and Santa Claus is still coming every year, moron!"

Since she takes such pride in her name and generally thinks that everyone admires her it was fairly easy to trick her into a bet she was bound to lose. With her honour at stake she had to participate in some fights in a scene she never heard of so certainly her opponents would stand no chance. Little did she know (or even care to research) the fighting methods deviated quite a bit from your normal leagues.

"Whatever that is, I'm gonna wipe the floor with these peasants!"

Now she's registrated and determined to win to get rid of this stupid betting debt.
Little did she know what she was getting into and that her "friends" made sure to send some information about her weaknesses to everyone she would fight.

Weaknesses

• gets baited into bets when her pride is used against her cunningly
• hypnotic conditioning made her breasts overly sensitive and vulnerable
• other hypnotic triggers (listed below)

"Dear participant,

since you are going to step into the ring against the most insufferable person you'll ever meet, we happen to be basically morally obligated to root for you and ease your way to victory. Henceforth we would like to share some information about your opponent which might turn out crucial if things do not go your way. Feel free to make use of it any way you see fit. Rest assured she deserves some lasting punishment to remember her of the consequences of her outrageous behaviour.

For a little time to think or rest use the word "snail" and she should space out for a moment.

To let her reconsider her options in a fairly amusing brabble and hereby wasting valuable time or energy drop the word "indecisive"

If you happen to get a good grasp of her chest you will notice quite the heightened sensitivity. The person installing these triggers is a certified horndog with a preferance for breasts therefore this should have been predictable.
If you ask her "Who's the boss?" while fondling her there she will feel a surge of submissiveness.

If you would like her to subconsciously voice her true thoughts, go for "sing for me".

When she hears the word "smile" in any way, she will touch her breasts or jiggle them. Again, we are sorry for this obsession, but to be absolutely honest: This one proved to be delightfully inappropriate quite often.

Should you yourself be a master of the manipulative arts, consider this brat as your playground. There is a lot of potential.

In the name of all people she ever crossed and for the sake of all those in the future, may your victory be undeniable and permanently humbling.

Your's,
At this point probably the whole college