Ain't She a Doll?

Walking through the front door, I'm greeted by the sight of Julia and Liz sitting together on the couch. Upon closer inspection, I realize that Julia has her hands down Liz's top and is actively pulling on her nipples. Liz's face is flushed as she pants loudly, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. One of her legs also seems to be twitching in response to Julia's touch.

"S-sweetie... I appreciate the attention, but I think this might be a bit much... You're starting to make me get all hot and bothered..." Liz manages to get out between pants.

"Aww, but I can't help myself. You're just so cute! Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl?" Julia responds in a high-pitched voice as she continues assaulting her mother's breasts.

"M-me! I am! I'm a good girl!" Liz eagerly answers.

Well, this is quite the thing to walk in on. I know that part of Liz's fourth attribute said that people would feel compelled to grope her, but I wasn't expecting this to be the result. If Julia's not careful, she's going to end up bringing Dog Liz back out. Fortunately (or maybe unfortunately depending on how you look at it), Julia's display of affection comes to an end when she notices me standing in the doorway.

"DADDY!" She jumps up from the couch and bolts toward me. She then gives me one of her classic leaping hugs. I catch her and pull her in tight as she starts kissing my neck. "I missed you so much, Daddy! Things are always so boring without you around!"

"Hey! I'm not boring!"

Julia and I break up our hug to see Liz standing a few feet away.

"Sorry, Liz. You know I didn't mean it like that," Julia blushes.

"It's alright. I understand what you mean. Anytime Matt leaves the house, I can't wait for him to get back. Welcome home, sweetie," Liz says as she pulls me in for a hug of her own.

In case it's not clear enough, it looks like Julia got over the pet stuff while I was gone. That means Rose must have changed fetishes again. I can't tell any notable difference in Julia or Liz's personalities, so I'm guessing neither of them caught the Wild Card Virus this time around. About time Julia had a chance to be herself again...

I'm about to ask the next most obvious question, but I don't even get the chance to when I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Rose slowly descends, making sure to extend her legs and swing her hips with each step to look as sexual as possible. When she reaches the bottom of the stairs, she strikes a pose that screams "fuck me now." I instantly recognize the shear red one-piece she has on.

"Hey there, handsome," she says in a seductive voice. "You lookin' for a little love tonight?"

It would appear that Rose has decided to play whore again. I always suspected that she could possibly repeat the same fetish multiple times, but I guess this confirms that theory. At least that means I know what I'm dealing with for once. It also confirms that Julia and Liz haven't been infected, which is nice to know for sure.

Speaking of Julia and Liz, neither of them seem to be bothered by Rose's behavior. It's funny how quickly people can get used to even the most absurd situations after being exposed for long enough.

I spend a bit of time talking to the three lovely ladies. Nothing too special, just normal chatting. Well, normal chatting with my mother and sister. With Rose, I have about as normal a conversation as you can have with a women pretending to be a prostitute. I also decide to give Christina's necklace to Rose since I don't have any other useful for it. The tiny girl's eye practically sparkle when she sees the gift. She then quickly tries to get back into character, telling me that it should cover any kind of fun I want to have later.

A little later, I hop onto my computer to watch Katia's stream. Oh, did I not mention that? Yeah, Katia has another show today. She's really starting to seem like a professional. She might not have any super fancy equipment yet, but man does she know how to work an audience. The stream itself is relatively tame, at least as far as an pornographic livestream goes. I do manage to convince my whore to jack me off under the desk while I watch, which is pretty fun.

After the stream, I take a moment to think. I feel like there's something I'm forgetting. There was something I mentioned earlier today that was important. Um... give me a second... it was... Oh right! It occurred to me while I was on campus that Julia is still the only person in this house who doesn't have her fourth attribute. And I haven't checked her today! Let's see if I can fix that.

When Rose leaves to go to the bathroom, I head out into the hallway and walk over to Julia's room. I press my ear gently against the door and hear the faint sounds of her playing some kind of game on her phone. I then pull out the Random Remote and try my best to use the sound to lock-on to her. After a few tries, I get it, and the exact message I was hoping for pops up on my screen. Julia is ready for her last attribute! Hell yes!

This is a pretty significant moment. While there are still more women whose transformations aren't finished yet, having five girls who live under the same roof all be done is big deal. It feels like completing a full set, even if Bianca has only been a part of that set for a few days. Still, it's a pretty rewarding thought. Okay, enough stalling. Let's see here...

- SELECTED TARGET: JULIA ANDERSON -

New Attribute Unlocked

I'M GAME

The target will be fully convinced that they are a toy created for the user's enjoyment. The target will crave spending time with the user and will always agree to play any game the user suggest as long as the user is also playing said game. The target may become restless if not given adequate attention from the user.

Congratulations! Target JULIA ANDERSON has now completed their identity transformation!

Another strong attribute that clearly labels our new relationship. That seems like a recurring theme for level fours. In fact, now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure all three member of my family all ended up with a capstone like that. Huh. Weird coincidence.

Anyway, Julia already seemed to love spending as much time as possible with me, so that doesn't really change anything, but I do like the idea of her always agreeing to playing games with me. I'm sure I can get away with some fun stuff if I use a bit of creativity. My only real concern is that last line about her getting antsy if she doesn't get an adequate amount of attention. With her bratty side, that could potentially lead to some issues. And what does "adequate" even mean in that context? I'll have to be careful about that. But otherwise, I'd say that overall, this is another win. Plus it's one more girl that I don't have to bother checking with the remote anymore, which is always nice.

Suddenly, Julia's door swings open, causing me to jump back in shock.

"Oh, there you are, Daddy. I was just about to go look for you," Julia says with the cutest smile.

"Really? Well... here I am..." I chuckle, hoping I don't sound too suspicious.

"I just thought I should ask if you wanted to play with me."

"You did?" Wow. That was fast.

"Yeah! I was sitting in my room by myself, when I had a sudden thought: what good is a doll if it's not available to be played with. So I figured I should make it clear that you can use me anytime you want!" Julia explains, the smile never fading from her face.

"Um, cool... thanks for letting me know." God, this is so weird. I know I just got done saying that I was excited to use the new attribute, but I wasn't really prepared to be put on the spot like this. "So... uh... did you want to play something now?"

"Okay!"

"Did you have something in particular in mind?" I ask.

"Oh, Daddy... Don't be silly. Toys don't decide what their owner does with them. We can play whatever you want," Julia answers.

Why do I always seem to get a rush whenever one of these girls calls me their owner? It's probably based in some kind of deep-rooted psychological stuff that's best not to think about too much...

"How about cards?" I suggest. Listen, I had, like, two seconds to come up with a game. It was the best I could do, given the circumstances.

Unsurprisingly, Julia agrees, immediately running off to go find a deck to use. What follows is an unexpectedly pleasant afternoon playing cards with my older sister. Hard to believe she's the middle child at this point. She used to do so much to try and make herself look old and mature, but now, she couldn't care less about that stuff. I doubt she would even give it a second thought if someone treated her like a child now. In fact, she might even prefer that at this point.

Our games never escalate in any way. Occasionally another member of the family will join us for a hand or two, but for the most part, it's just us. Rose does tempt us to play some strip poker, and while that does sound fun, I decide to turn the offer down. Not every situation has to turn into an intense fucking session. Sometimes it's nice to just enjoy a peaceful evening with a family member.

After over an hour of playing various games, Julia's brattiness comes out and she starts teasing me every time she wins. At one point, I even catch her cheating. It's unclear if she let me catch her or if it's just her natural lack of stealth, but either way, once I find out, it's clear she wants me to punish her in some way. But like I said, I have no intention of making this sexual, so instead I just decide that we've played enough for today and pack up the cards. And let me tell you, based on the look Julia gives me, that decision hurt more than any kind of physical punishment I could have dished out. Don't worry, it didn't take long for her to bounce back, but let's just say I think she may end up leaning a bit more heavily on the good girl side for the next little bit.

Dinner comes and goes, and it's once again time to start getting ready for bed. Man, this day really did breeze by, didn't it? Sometimes I feel like the days last two or three times as long as this. I guess there really isn't that much stuff going on during my Mondays and Wednesdays anymore. Hopefully Thursday has a bit more in store.

As I'm starting to wind down, I hear my phone ring. I pick it up and see that it's a call from Helen. That's right. She called about this time yesterday with her progress report. Though, it really wasn't anything worth having a whole phone call over. Still, I know better than to ignore Helen. I answer the call and place the phone up to my ear.

"I think I may have a lead," is the only thing Helen says.

And just like that, everything else around me disappears. My entire body freezes for a moment, and I feel goosebumps all over my skin. It takes me a moment to even work up a response, but when I finally do get there, I don't bother wasting anymore time.

"Tell me everything."