A New Voice Joins Chat

Nancy felt something swirl in her mind, or maybe click, or maybe snap. She smelled cigarette smoke suddenly, and a lonely trumpet somewhere out in the distance.

"Don't forget, yer a detective, aintcha? Go back to the diner and confront that dirtbag Damien to get more answers about his operation, seduce him if ya have to."

Roll:96

"Oh great, this guy." Dark Mother Lilith signed internally.

"Well if it isn't Mommy Dearest. What's a broad like you doin' in a head like this? Dontcha got a trailer full of kids to take care of?"

"Not Yet, but dear Nancy and I our well on our way. Isn't that right Nancy dear?"

"Nance?" Georgina snapped her fingers in front of Nancy's face. "Did we lose you?"

Nancy half-looked at Georgina, her heart was throbbing, another one of these assholes was already in her head? Lilith had only popped up yesterday! She wasn't going to be able to hear herself think before all of this is through. "Yeah you, did. Sorry, It was a long night, and I'm still kind of distracted."

"Well undistract yourself! Tell me what's going on?"

Beth looked nervously to Nancy. "Should we tell her?"

"Aww what a good girl, waiting for our approval. Yes dear we should"

Roll:50+5 = 55

"Don't go getting ahead of yourself honey. We don't know who we can trust in this rotten town. It's best to play things close to the chest."

Roll: 9

Dark Mother Lilith Wins!

Dark Mother Lilith Corruption+1

Nancy Corruption: 20

Dark Mother Lilith: 6

Nancy gasped as she started talking, the voices were just making choices for her now? "Well, Beth showed up on my doorstep yesterday..." And it all just came vomiting out. The voices, the diaper, the dream. By the time the sausages rolled around Georgina knew everything they did.

"Hahah, sorry Ace, but this one belongs to me. Play nice and I might allow us to go along with your little detective game."

"You're a harsh Mistress Lilith."

Ace, so that was the new asshole's name. At least he seemed to want to solve this. Lilith's desires were just disgusting.

Georgina sat there shaking her head. "This is all just too incredible. Did that lady's tits really explode with milk the way she was describing?"

Beth just sunk into her seat and nodded her head. "I'm a disgusting slut..."

"Have some more respect for yourself. Take the collar off and put it around Beth. If you're going to end up a whore, you should be a classy and dominant one."

Dc: 40

Roll: 10+20 = 30

Failure!

Nancy fingered the choker around her neck nervously but ignored the command. "You're not Beth. You're a victim, we both are. We're going to find the asshole behind this and... I don't know. But I wouldn't want me to find me."

"Hell yeah." Georgina fist bumped Nancy and nodded her head. "I'll help however I can."

"You really believe us?" Beth was so fragile she couldn't believe some goodness had come her way at long last.

Georgina nodded. "Nance is the strongest girl I know, and she's freaked. All I'm saying is that there has to be something freaky going around for her to be like this."

"Freaky doesn't begin to describe it."

"look at all those food scraps going to waste! You and Beth should eat them!"

Dc: 20

Roll: 79+20=99

Success!

Corruption +1

Nancy Corruption: 20

Dark Mother Lilith: 5

Nancy's eyes locked onto the three plates on the table. They'd been picking at their food during this whole conversation. Suddenly her stomach growled. "We need to finish these scraps up." She scooped Georgina's half eaten plate between her and Beth's. "Eat up." She instructed Beth, who dutifully started shoveling the food down her mouth. Even if her will hadn't been broke she happily would have eaten anything. Three month's whoring behind a Carl's Jr. will do that to you.

"Um..." Georgina looked at them curiously. "Is... is it happening right now?"

"It's always happening." Beth said seriously.

"They never shut up." Nancy agreed. She watched the people in the booth behind Georgia get up and leave. On their table was a half eaten beagle, and a bowl with a little bit of soup left. "Oh!" She got up and grabbed the plates and added them to their pile. Nancy eagerly dipped the begal in what remained of the soup, and gnashed into into it.

"Geez Nance." Georgina looked away.

"I don't want to." Nancy sighed. "But we're pigs and we eat scraps."

"I guess that's one way to clear a table." Georgina shook her head. "With the amount of food we waste around here you're going to be huge if you keep this up."

"I think that's the point." Beth belched.

The bell at the front door rang, and who should arrive but Nancy's old enemy. Damian Dupree. The fuckface hadn't been scared off by Nancy yesterday it seemed. Good.

Nancy once more slid out of the booth and stomped towards her prey.

"Where are you going?" Georgina asked, going to follow her.

Beth just shook her head, and held Georgina down. "You're not going to want to watch this."

Nancy approached the scum bag, biker wanna be with all the fire her hair could muster, and it lasted until she was about halfway there. Then that voice from the previous chapter, two years ago rang in her ear. She'd accused him, and he'd actually had nothing to do with it. Suddenly all she felt was sorry, and ashamed. "Um Damien..." She said meekly, rubbing one arm in a very uncharacteristic show of bashfulness. "About yesterday..."

Damien let the menu drop to the counter. "Are we going to have a repartee before you take my order every time?"

"No I just..." Nancy fell to her knees, at Damien's feet. "I'm just really sorry for the way I treated you yesterday. I thought you hurt my friend and..." Nancy gestured over to the booth, over to Beth. "She's fine. You didn't have anything to do with it." Nancy looked up and was surprised to see that he was surprised. The fucker had known something! Instantly like a spell was broken rage flooded Nancy's entire system. But she managed to keep it tampered down. "I just don't know how I can ever really make you know how sorry I am."

Damian hadn't taken his eyes of Beth. "Yeah well, you can suck my cock how about that?"

"Okay." Nancy reached up and tugged at Damien's pants.

"Woah." He pushed her away, and finally gave Nancy another look. Recognition finally dawned on his face. Then a triumphant smile. "Oh I see, little miss detective dug too deep, and now you got voices now too, don't you. No, slut. I'm not face fucking you here."

Nancy's eyes sparkled. "How about, out back?"

Damien was amenable to that, and so allowed himself to be escorted out of the diner, and behind the dumpsters. He was so ready for the supposed cock sucking he hadn't even noticed Nancy slide herself a knife from the kitchen on the way out. When they got to an out of the way spot Nancy couldn't help but think of the kinds of things Beth had done behind dumpsters like this back in California. In three months that would be Nancy, if she didn't get Damien to talk right here and now.

She shoved the large man against the dumpster and held the razor sharp knife to his throat. "How do you know about the voices?" She said calmly. So clam she surprised herself.

"Way to go kid!" Ace cheered. "You're a real femme fatale!"

Nancy couldn't help but smile. She really was! She's used her sex appeal to get this loser right where she wanted him. She couldn't help but glow at the realization, and that just made this whole thing so much worse for Damien.

"Two of my girls at the club hear them."

"Damien." Nancy tsked. "I wouldn't go wasting my time giving me information you know I know." She sighed. "I'll make it easier. Someone at the college is testing something on these girls, then dumping them on you when they're done. I need to know who?" She paused and then pushed the knife deeper into Damien's throat. "And I can already tell by your lying eyes, you're about to tell me something dumb. Let's skip that part."

"It's a Frat boy."

"Names Damien."

"I don't know his name. He just goes by Alpha."

"Oh come on." Nancy sneered.

"I'm serious!" Damien gasped. "He and his frat bros would come to the club a few times a month. Well one day he brings this one really fucked up girl. Said she'd do anything I asked her to, and boy he wasn't lying. Well he said he was done with her, and that he'd sell her to me for a few thou. Said he had more at the house. A few weeks later, he comes in with a new girl..."

"What about Beth?"

"He showed me her picture just before she went missing. Said she was just about ready, then she just vanished. I never even met her."

What a lead!

"Alpha, what Frat does he belong to?"

"Alpha Tau!"

Nancy thought about that. "A bunch of med students huh?" Did that make sense? She couldn't tell anymore. "I'll need to talk to your two girls Damien. Where can I find them?"

"They sleep in a trailer behind the club."

"I bet they do." Nancy shook her head. "You are such a fuck Damien. A real femme fatale would just kill you here." She took her knife away from his throat and stepped back. "Stay out of my way Damien. You should know better than to fuck with a girl who hears voices."

Damien was just so relieved to be away from the knife that he slumped against the dumpster and onto the ground. "I don't need to mess with you. In a month you'll be so fucked up the club will be the only place you and your friend belong."

"See you there." Nancy turned to enter the dinner. "You're banned from The wonderful Whale, by the way."

"Zingo kid! That's how you do it! Now we gotta skip town and get to that fraternity stat!"Ace Said. Nancy would hate to admit it to herself, but she was kind of liking Ace. He was the only one of her voices that was focused on the game!

Nancy sighed and opened up Georgina's locker. "My shift is about to start." No matter how much she wanted to solve this, she still had bills to pay. She pulled a pair of wadded up fishnets out of the locker, kicked her shoes off, and began to roll the hose up her own legs.

"Look at the gams on this one!" Nancy admired the look on her. She'd never really been one for fishnets but she had to admit they added something exciting to her look. "Now that is one Dangerous Lady!"

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