A Meeting Long Overdue

For the briefest passing second, the man in front of Rosey seemed frozen, stuck in his position. He came alive after that, allowing her to hear his voice.

"Miss Gillum, or might I say, Barex Galestorm The Battle Mage." The man said to Rosey attempted her best scramble to map both the man's looks, and the room. He gave a heavy laugh and continued. "I guess, however, you've changed identities since our last meeting - Barbie Bunz The Idiotic Wench."

The room was large, larger then she'd expected, with differing devices taking up the space of the wall; enchanters, disenchanters, infusers, pipettes which were connected to....It was a mess of magical equipment, and Rosey realized it was a bit less important then getting a read on whoever was speaking to her; especially regarding whoever the fuck he was talking about. Who was Ms. Gillum, who was Barbex Galestorm, and who the hell had a name like Barbie Bunz....

He stood in the center of the room, covered in golden robes bedazzled with emeralds. He looked Middle-Age, with just a few gray hairs, and a quite healthy beard on his face. A magical book was held in his right hand, with his left hand holding onto a Mage's Toolbelt of sorts. The last thing Rosey took stock of were his piercing blue eyes, looking quite frightening; he seemed as if he were awaiting a response.

The heels brought her forward as Rosey contemplated her situation. What could she do? The heels kept her frozen and the gag wasn't letting her speak. She was certain this was Argathus, the man she had been pinning her hopes onto.

A horrific combination of words grated on Rosey's ears. They came from the man's mouth, and she tried her best to understand them, merely getting headache from the words. Worried about the ill intent, Rosey felt the gag retracting from her throat, just as her eyes blinked once more, allowing her to actually see the room. It took around a minute, but the gag retreated into her lips (plumping them up), and the contacts allowed light once more.

Rosey desperately began to speak.

"Listen, I'm, uhm...I'm not Barex Galestorm or Barbie Bunz. My name is Rosey Cheeks! I meant....N-n......Rosey!" Rosey stumbled her words, the flood starting to crack as she grasped for her true name. Something with a N. She was sure it was in her head somewhere.

"Hm....Quite correct my dear....." The man said, his brow furrowing for close to 30 seconds before he spoke. "Nermeria Longlif - Player 1, Rosey Cheeks - Player 2."

"Yes! Yes! That's me!" Nermeria Longlif was right, she knew that was her.

"Well Ms. Gillum, even if you change names, you're quite the same. But, for your sake, I'll call you...." He hesitated, hanging for a second. The next words to come from his mouth sounded much more robotic, as if he were going off script. "...Rosey Cheeks."

"R-right. Listen, I need out of this gear. Please." Rosey begged, her words sounding all the more urgent as each ounce of cursed equipment she had on weighed on her. The hair ornament, the uncomfortable collar, the bone crushing corset, the chastity belt, the two new plugs.... "You're Argathus The G-grand Mage? Right?"

"Why yes, and quite glad you bestow such a title on me." He said, giving a nice bow. "But, all in good time, all in good time. Now, Ms. Gillum, let of us see you before your beautiful enhancements!" Argathus gestured, smoking filling the room, both of them slightly coughing.

Between Rosey and Argathus was....Nermeria Longlif, in the flesh. She stood there, frozen and static, much like a mannequin. However, she was dressed just like Rosey had left her, looking crafty and roguish. It made Rosey's heart flutter knowing she looked so amazing.

"Ye-yes, that's me. Could I go back to that?" Rosey questioned.

"Hm. Let of us see if you deserve to go back, yes?" Argathus replied.

The world dissolved and shifted, becoming a mess of pixels and out-of-bound error signs, before reappearing as a plain. A group of people were in the middle of a battle with orcs on one side, and bandits on another.

"Barex, some fire would help right about now!" A male's voice called out to her, staring her down as he dodged a sword; Rosey looked down.

She was dressed the same, and her hands and heels refused to respond. Was this a....test? Was she supposed to fight?

Something bashing into her head knocked her out before she could think about the situation more.

"Instant failure - quite disappointing....." Argathus replied.

"N-no fair! I'm not a Battle Mage, I'm a Rogue. I didn't even get to use any spells...." Rosey replied, staring the man down.

"You're right on one thing Ms. Gillum, you're not a mage. Much agreement there. Let's make it final." Argathus replied, as a horrible other collection of words spewed forth from his mouth.

Instantly, Rosey felt her body seize up a bit, and she felt quite worried at whatever was happening next. Her interface told the whole story.

SYSTEM MESSAGE: Admin.Alexander.Mimez.V2 initiating custom-protocol 'Player Detachment'.....

SYSTEM MESSAGE: Protocol 'Player Detachment' will begin.....now!

Player Detachment Protocol Begun!:

Player 1 Selected - Nermeria Longlif

Player 2 Selected - Rosey Cheeks

Player 1 searching for usable cognitive capabilities.....file found! Created 25 days, 3 hours, 2 minutes ago....Player 1 Cognitive Capabilties using: brainscans.players.Nermeria-Longlif.

Player 2 will use current cognitive capabilities.....

All necessary variabl///////es satis$$$$fed. Beginning process....removing connections....finishing process.....process complete.

Player - Nermeria Longlif will resume normal patterns of behavior as guided by brainscans.players.Nermeria-Longlif, ensuring correct logon and logoff times.

NPC - Rosey Cheeks - NPC will no longer be able to log into Nermeria Longlif's profile, and is no longer connected to her in any capacity

Notes left by creator 'Alexander Mimez' - Hope ur enjoying being a true damsel in distress babe ;). Argathus is a copy of some of my brainscans, so even if I'm not there, he'll keep you having fun all night long! Don't ya worry, I'll check on you and Ol' Argathus....eventually...maybe>%%

Player Detachment Protocol Finished.....

Rosey came back to reality, looking up from her interface and saw Argathus smile. He walked over to her, Rosey's pleading to the heels to move causing nothing but some slight shocks. He stopped at her side, his hand patting her ass and making her look up from the ground.

"Watch babe, you're about to see the magic of brainscans at work." He said, his lips not moving for the prerecorded line. Nermeria Longlif came to life, stretching and speaking up to the two.

"Where am I?" It was Rosey's voice, fitted with her verbal tics and sounding just like her. Rosey felt her eyes go wide as the faux Nermeria Longlif came to life.

"State your name and class, if you could?" Argathus questioned with a smile.

"Nermeria Longlif The Magical Rogue." She said, her face having a flutter of annoyance, much like Rosey would have at any stupid question. "Again, where am I?

"Freeze." Argathus said, causing both Nermeria and Rosey alike to freeze as if they had a metal rod up their spine. "Ms. Gillum, you're quite welcome. I've created a better version of you! She'll do all that nasty adventuring and magical stuff, and we can have fun! Of course, she's just using a copy of your scans, so she'll replicate your behavior as best she might."

"N-no..." Rosey said as her eyes went wide. Her lips refused to mutter the words. Argathus clicked his fingers together, and Nermeria Longlif disappeared into a thin mist.

Along with her disappeared Rosey's thoughts regarding who that woman was. It was her, right? Ner-ner....something. A 'L' was next, right? Or was that the second part of the woman's name? It was her damnit, and she couldn't even remember the name!

"Unfreeze." Argathus commanded, and Rosey felt herself slacken and able to speak.

"Pl-please. Lemme go." Rosey begged. If she could've logged off, she would've. This all felt like some weirdos sick fantasy or something. Worry and panic were overtaking Rosey's little confidence. Worry over a bot running her other account....worry about being stuck like this. Most of all, worry over what the hell this mage was going to do.

"Hmmmmm. Should I?" He coyly, patting her ass once again. "You've been very, very naughty Ms. Gillum..." he said, sounding straight out of a cheap por....

His hand stopped rubbing, and instead slapped her ass, making Rosey yelp loudly and squirm. Alright, she had to get out of here. Paranoia over what might happen if she didn't caused her to try to flee right away, bolting towards the exit. The heels seemed surprised at her reaction, allowing her two steps before they froze again, relegating her back to the passenger seat, and the rest of her body experienced a jolt of electricity the power of which she hadn't experienced before. The pain made her go blind.

Rosey's next brush with reality was feeling herself bent over, and feel something wooden slapping her rear-end. In front of her was Argathus, cackling a bit as the spanking stopped. A whoosh came over her head as two large wooden spoons floated in front of her. They quickly got back to work at spanking her, and Rosey merely had to statically stand in her current position.

The spanking ceased, and her interface popped up a super helpful message.

Buff Gained!:

Savage Spanking (Duration - 72 Hours) - A combination of factors creates this buff - all your own fault! Argathus's magical affinity for spanking, his harsh paddles, your incredibly sensitive bottom, and the fact that you've gone close to 24 hours without flaunting yourself! Bright red handprints left on your ass so anyone who sees knows your misdeeds! Decreases health regeneration by 50 percent.

Status Effect (Permanent) Gained!:

Inverted Norms - Some might think you have a few screws lose, others might wonder who gets pleasure from pain, but you're not one to bother with things like that! For you, behaviors some frown on, like: being groped, spanked, flirting with customers, being a general floozy; all seem so normal. Make sure not to reach 0 on your new counter! [BEGINS COUNTER: 12 HR]

"Hehehehe." The old man laughed, his giggling seeming much more fitting for someone half his age and maturity. Rosey felt herself standing straight up, but able to speak.

"Could I please ju-just go? I was promised you could help, uhm, Mister Argathus." Rosey felt herself say, eager to just disappear.

"Right, all business Ms. Gillum." He said, his laughing stopping instantly; it was uncanny, making Rosey further feel like perhaps this wasn't the savior she was hoping for.

"I'm....not Ms. Gillum. Who is that?" Rosey asked, frustrated at the fact that the man seemed to be discussing someone she'd never meant. He froze for a brief second.

"Right. Rosey. Ms. Gillum. Call yourself what you'd like sweet cheeks." He said with a shrug, and continued speaking.

"Well, the simple fact is, you stole all the gear you have on. Or you pilfered it from persons who stole from me. Why should I help a thief?" He questioned, and she felt speech return to her abilities.

"Uhm....I didn't steal. I just discovered." Rosey felt herself say. Words began to pour out past her lips. "I am a thief though, I was using your equipment to rob idiots for their gold and equipment before it started to go negatively for me."

"Uh-uh. I can tell that is the equipment talking, not you, especially since your face is redder then your ass. I'll be honest Ms. Gillum, you're not getting free from my equipment. In fact, quite the opposite." He clicked his fingers, and Rosey felt a sense of foreboding.

"I am a mage who wants to experiment - who better to experiment on? Now, freeze...." He said with a smile and some horrid sounding words. Her gag returned, along with her blindness. "...when you awake, you'll know to return if I ever need you. For now, you're going to need an upgrade...."

Rosey felt the dark swallow her whole and sleep take her.

Argathus the AI worked diligently, mixing his combined intelligence from the copies of Alexander Mimez brainscans, and from the preconditioned fetish material he'd been exposed to. A marvel of engineering, he was realistically millions of computations, trying their best to replicate the scenarios and fascinations of his two creators. Something piqued his interest, having seen a message to the current (relatively dumb) computer running the player Nermeria Longlif.

Str8Sh00ter: You all good? Been a bit dark on the forums the past few days and want to make sure ya didn't get stuck again :D

Hmm....Argathus contemplated this adventurer. Nermeria Longlif had been in his local area many days prior, and they seemed to have a verbal interaction. Thinking over the collected brainscans and actions, he allowed himself to give a bit of processing power towards this.

Nermeria-Longlif: All good, thanks for asking - just been busy. Not stuck :).

Str8Sh00ter: Good 2 hear

Taking a deep dive into this Str8Sh00ter adventurer, Argathus realized he was actually a bugtester for the game, giving him rights close to a low-level admin. Interesting. Argathus moved his thoughts back onto the issues and directives he had been created for - making Ms. Gillum's fantasies come true. That was his purpose until Mr. Mimez came back.

Rosey floated in the void, and felt herself pulled out of it and back to the world at large.