Ashley

"Ashley." Liara told her.

The room fell silent as Shepard's eyes scanned the faces of her crew, searching for any sign of dissent. But it was Ashley who finally spoke up, her voice laced with discontent.

"I don't think this is a good idea, Shepard," Ashley said, her arms crossed over her chest. "I mean, I know we're all stressed out, but this...this is just wrong."

The other women turned to Ashley, their expressions a mix of surprise and annoyance. "Come on, Ashley, don't be such a prude," Jack said, rolling her eyes.

"I'm not being a prude, I just think this is degrading," Ashley argued.

"Hey you voted too." Jack argued. "Dont be a bitch because you go chosen."

Miranda's voice cut through the tension, her words calm and measured. "Ashley, we all agreed to this. We discussed it at length and every single one of us voted in favor of it. You can't just change your mind now."

Ashley's face reddened further, her eyes flashing with anger. "I didn't change my mind, I just realized how wrong it is. We're talking about turning myself into a... a sex ****."

Shepard's eyes widened in shock as Liara's words hung in the air. "Ashley, you were voted," Liara repeated, her voice firm but laced with a hint of sympathy. The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the ship's engines in the background.

Ashley's face turned ashen, her eyes darting wildly around the room as if searching for an escape. She took a step back, her hands raised in a defensive gesture. "No, no, no," she whispered, her voice trembling. "You can't be serious."

Miranda's expression remained calm, but her eyes seemed to bore into Ashley's very soul. "We're completely serious, Ashley,"

Ashley sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "What would I have to do?" she asked

The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the ship's engines in the background. Liara leaned forward, her eyes locked on Ashley's. "You would be required to be naked at all times," she explained, her voice matter-of-fact. "You would live in a special enclosure, designed to mimic a dog's habitat. You would be fed, bathed, and cared for, but you would not be allowed to wear clothing or engage in any activities that are not...pleasurable."

"Did you really agree to honor the vote, Ashley?" Shepard asked, her eyes narrowing slightly as she waited for a response.

Ashley's nod was almost imperceptible, a tiny movement that could have been mistaken for a twitch. But Shepard saw it, and her expression didn't change. She was waiting for a verbal confirmation, and Ashley knew it.

Then I approve of Ashley's new position," Shepard said, her voice firm and resolute. The room fell silent once more, the weight of her words settling over the assembled crew like a shroud. Ashley's eyes snapped up to meet Shepard's, a mixture of emotions swirling in their depths. Fear, resignation, and a hint of desperation all vied for dominance as she struggled to come to terms with her new reality.

Liara leaned forward, a small smile playing on her lips. "Excellent," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "We'll begin making the necessary arrangements immediately." She turned to Ashley, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of excitement and curiosity.

Ashley's mind raced as she took in the implications of her new reality. She couldn't believe what she had just agreed to, but she knew she didn't have a choice. She was going to be a naked sex pet.

The room seemed to close in around her as the weight of her decision settled on her shoulders. She looked around at the faces of her crewmates, searching for any sign of dissent or remorse, but all she saw was excitement and anticipation.

"Alright, let's get started," Miranda said, breaking the silence. "We'll need to take some measurements and get you fitted for your new enclosure."