Break 8 Ends

"Thank you for agreeing to come shopping with Eliza."

Nat smiled weakly, "Well hey, I needed a wardrobe refresh anyway. A girl can’t live on borrowed clothes forever..." Nat froze as he realized what he'd said. What this game had **** him to say. He slowly looked over at Eliza, waiting to see her response.

Eliza put her hand over his, "Eliza knows it's hard...no. Eliza can't know just how hard it is for you. Whatever you need, Eliza, and Rachel too, are here for you."

"That’s kind of you, really… I just didn’t think we were close like that. Is this more about Rachel than me?"

"Look at Eliza. Use those magic eyes. Is Eliza lying?"

Nat did look at her. His appraising eyes was always on, giving him way too much detail about the people around him. It was a super power, but it wasn't a cheat code. It couldn't tell him if she was lying or not, although really she'd just dodged his question altogether.

"What does it say about you? Oh, just that you want me to buy us cute matching lingerie sets. So we can model them for Rachel. Of course."

Eliza blushed, "Eliza supposes she is a little...focused...on Rachel," She shook her head, "Eliza is sorry. Eliza brought you here, alone, to get to know you better. Eliza doesn't want you to just be Rachel's side piece. Eliza wants the three of us to get along."

Nat could tell she wasn't lying. His eyes revealed her fantasies and they didn't all involve Rachel. He gulped. Eliza wanted him too?

He'd always thought Eliza was such a straight shooter. Sure the three of them had fooled around...a lot...but he thought she was doing it all for Rachel's benefit. Eliza didn't have any transformations making her poly and yet she was clearly into it. Maybe it was a side of her she would never have indulged without the game.

“I want us to get along too. I really do. And… I’m sorry. For earlier. I didn’t mean to act that way, I just—” A small laugh escaped his lips, “—I’ve always felt like I wasn’t enough. And when that happens for long enough… you start reaching for anything that makes you feel strong.

“At first, getting tall, being… big—it gave me this weird confidence, like maybe I could finally be someone worth paying attention to. But I think I got carried away. And now, I just… I don’t know who I’m trying to be anymore.

“It’s fun, being around you and Rachel, it really is. But… the whole ‘being girlfriends’ thing? That was her idea, not mine. I just went along with it because it made her happy. And maybe I thought it would make me happy too. But deep down…

“I don’t know if it’s right. Not really. Not forever. And saying that out loud makes me feel awful. Like I’m letting everyone down.”

Nat hadn't let himself feel that **** in a while, and he was surprised that it was Eliza of all people that he exposed his heart to. Well maybe that made sense. Rachel was a really good friend, but she was more likely to make a joke and try to take his mind off it then really get into it. Oliver was his bro...but right now he felt an unufortunate distance between them. It was partially jealousy, but not entirely. Nat was just scared to get too close lest their relationship change too.

"Oh Nat...no. You-"

"OH-MY-GOD!" They were suddenly interrupted by someone loudly squealing, "I can't believe it!" A couple of girls ran up to them, "It's you! A real life angel!"

Eliza smiled awkwardly, "Yes...unfortunately Eliza is in the middle of..."

"Can I get your autograph!?"

Eliza's smile tightened, "...Sure...Do you have a pen?"

The woman nodded and pulled one out of her purse and handed it to Eliza.

"What do you want me to sign?" Eliza asked.

"Uh..." The girl froze.

The second girl's eyes went wide, "Can I have your shirt?"

"What?" Nat said, he couldn't believe how forward these girls were being.

"...Yes..." Eliza started unbuttoning her blouse. Right, Nat realized, immodest proposal. She had ****.

Eliza handed over her shirt, and then the first girl had her sign her own shirt. She squealed, "A shirt of the Angel, signed by the Angel! This is amazing! Thank you!"

The two girls bowed their heads awkwardly and ran away.

Eliza looked over at Nat, "Well...back to the store?"

Nat nodded, what else could he say, "Yes, of course dear. Let's go."

"Like thanks for helping. Ain't no way I could do that by myself." Lina said as they set the laundry basket down in Oliver's room.

Rachel laughed, "Oh Lina. You're welcome. It was pretty cute seeing you struggle with the machine but at some point it was going to turn sad."

Lina smiled back at her, "Yup! Um. Would you help me clean Master's bedroom?"

"Yes," Rachel answered immediately, "Except not a chance. I know you don't respect me but I'm no pushover."

Lina kept her friendly smile, "No, but if Master ordered you..."

"Then I'd have ****," Rachel admitted, she bit her lip, "You'd like that? You want all of us to obey him." She didn't pose it as a question, but Lina answered anyway.

"Of course! Duh! Like...our natural place is to serve."

Rachel slowly started stripping out of her dress. Lina seemed confused and just watched her. When Rachel was naked she closed the distance between them, "Maybe your place...KNEEL!" She shouted, forcing Lina to kneel immediately. Rachel grabbed Lina's hair and curled her fingers in it, "If you want to serve so badly...serve me!" She pulled her head forward, pushing her face into Rachel's crotch.

Lina was conflicted. She'd longed for Rachel for so long, but now she wanted to be the dominant one, at least over other women. Except Rachel's chest was currently larger than hers and was boosting her dominance. Lina struggled over whether to resist or not, but finally she opened her mouth and let her tongue...

"What's going on here?" Oliver's voice rang out. Rachel let go of Lina's hair and turned to face him, unashamed of her nudity.

"We are just having some fun. Go away." Rachel ordered.

"This is my room," Oliver pointed out. He looked closely at them, "Did you **** her to kneel?"

"Yes." Rachel answered immediately. She scowled. Stupid man. He should know better than to ask her questions. Well...she did **** her to kneel, but that wasn't the point. Before she could try and defend herself, he continued.

"Fuck. You know what? I'm tired of being nice, you-"

"No. It's-" Rachel tried to get a word in.

"Be quiet!" Oliver's order shut her up, "Get dressed. And you, Lina stand up. Lina you probably set her off with your misogynistic attitude. I get it. It's hard for you to respect women, but it's not impossible. Rachel is a successful lawyer. She's worthy of your respect. You will spend the day with her. Do not leave her side for any reason. Rachel, you and Lina were so close before her worldview got warped. I hate seeing the strain between you. You two must try and relate to each other again. Also, she's really, really dumb right now and I don't trust her alone. You will stay by her side and protect her. Make sure you are both back in time for the game to start. Now leave the cottage and don't come back until after 5. Oh, and you can talk again."

Rachel's legs were already carrying her away. She was completely powerless to disobey. Still she tried, and as soon as she got her voice back, "You bastard! Take it back!" She yelled. Or rather, tried to yell. Since she couldn't touch her own nipples to adjust her volume it came out very quietly. He didn't hear her.

Thankfully she was wearing her heels, she wore them all the time now, inside and out. But unfortunately she didn't have her purse or her phone, and neither did Lina. She regained control of her body just outside the cottage. She bang on the door and yelled, but he didn't come to the door. She could open the door, but she found she couldn't **** herself to take a step inside.

"Fuck!" Rachel cried.

Suddenly she felt herself take a step backwards, away from the cottage. Then again. And again. She turned and saw Lina walking away. Her body was forcing herself to follow, "Wait, where are you going?" She called.

Lina shrugged, "Like...anywhere. Can't just sit here all day."

"I swear I'm going to kill him." Rachel said, "Let's go find Eliza and Nat. They will mediate for us."

"Nah." Was all Lina said back.

"Nah? The fuck? Lina. You used to be such a strong, independent woman. It's sickening seeing you like this."

Lina was quiet for a minute as they continued to walk away. Finally she answered, "I'm like...still me..." She didn't sound that confident, "I've just accepted the truth..." She stopped and turned to Rachel, "For real. I reckon I was never as strong as you thought. I was...like...so lonely..." She sounded sad and for the first time in a while Rachel felt truly sorry for her, "I had no friends in Vancouver. My boss was like, this giant prick. Racist and miso...myso...ya know. Like me now. My coworkers sucked. Could barely afford rent. It totes sucked.

"Am I happy about everything? Nah," Lina flipped her skirt up and banged on her metal chastity belt, "This sucks," She dropped her skirt and shrugged, "But like...I AM happy now. Master will protect me. Make the hard choices for me. Like, I don't have to be um, stressed all the time. I always love sex ya know. I'd masturbate all da time cause like, I was always alone. Now Master has to please me and my only resp....uh...job...is to please him. It's simple. It's fun. I'm totes amazing!"

Rachel felt her heart tightened. She'd had no idea Lina was so miserable in Vancouver. She wished Lina had reached out more often. In hindsight maybe there were signs. Maybe she was just so wrapped up in her relationship with Eliza that she couldn't see how Lina was really feeling. Maybe it was so easy for Lina to disrespect them all was because she was filled with jealousy, even anger, over the differences in their lives.

"Lina, I'm..." Fuck. Rachel still couldn't find the words to apologize. She ground her teeth and searched her mind for what to say, "I'm disappointed. In myself. I love you. I want you to be happy."

"Then like...uh...should we get ice cream?"

Rachel laughed, "Ya. Sure. Let's get ice-cream....wait. Do you have any money?"

"Do you think you fucked them a little too much?" Dylan asked. It had been a few hours since Oliver had sent Lina and Rachel away. A few hours of endless, wonderful sex. Dylan had asked him for some alone time, but now that she was sexually satisfied she wondered if it had been a little too much.

Oliver shrugged, "I don't know. Probably. It's really hard. Having all that power and not using it. I'm sure that seems dumb, but it's true. Having all of you obeying me...it's a real power trip."

"Should we look for them? They can't have gone far."

Oliver looked around. They were sitting on the patio at a restaurant in the village. There were lots of people around, but of course it wasn't that simple to find their friends. He shrugged, "Nah. They'll be fine. It will be good for them to bond a little.

Dylan looked down at the plate of food in front of her, "Oh...speaking of getting fucked...I forgot my wallet..."

"No...you didn't..."

Dylan blushed and nodded, "I really did. I figured you'd pay cause, well, who ever heard of making a pet pay for things. Except with her body of course."

"I can't buy food. Or spend more than $50 regardless..."

"Try calling Nat?" She suggested.

"Guess I have to," He pulled out his phone and dialed. "Hello? Are you busy...we're kinda stuck..." He explained the situation to Nat.

Nat sighed loudly into the phone, "Fine. We'll be right there."

They enjoyed their meal as they waited for Nat and Eliza to show up. After a while they did, and they were shocked to see a crowd of people following them.

Nat looked very, very tired, "They’ve been trailing after us like lost puppies—her, mostly. Oh, but don’t worry, they’re just ‘worshipping from afar.’ Please. If they were any closer, they’d be breathing down her neck."

Eliza giggled, "Eliza has gotten so much free stuff! Oh, like watch this!" She sat down at their table and Nat took the other empty seat.

The waitress came over, "Oh my goodness...a real angel...sitting at my table. Can I get you anything?"

Eliza offered an elegant smile, "Oh no. Eliza forget her wallet, Eliza is just waiting for her friends."

"Nonsense. It's on the house. Anything you want. Anything at all. Even me, if you want me!" She said cheerfully.

"Well, in that case Eliza will have a glass a white wine."

"Of course!" She beamed at Eliza, then turned to Nat, "Do you want something too?" She asked sounding considerably less happy about it.

"Why not? I mean, if it’s free, who could resist?" Nat started to say.

"Not free for you." The waitress said immediately.

"No worries—rum and Coke for me. And I’ll cover these two when you bring the check, alright?"

"Coming right up!"

"See what I mean?" Nat asked.

"Ya, it's it amazing!?" Eliza yelled as loudly as she could, her normal whispers being drowned out by the crowd watching them from afar.

"I think it'll get tired fast." Oliver admitted.

"Oh, are you tired of us women worshipping you?" Dylan asked slyly.

Before Oliver could answer Nat groaned, "Okay—stop. Don’t even answer that. Dylan, I know you love talking like you’re in some bargain-bin porno, but could you maybe tone it down a little? I can see whatever’s going on in his head, and I have zero interest in starring in it, thanks.”

Dylan smirked, "Really Oliver, don't you wonder what Nat sees? You should ask him to tell you."

Oliver shook his head, "No way. Bros before hoes, right bud?"

Nat just groaned in response.

"Where's Rachel? And Lina. They are going to be late." Nat asked.

"They'll be here. I ordered them to not miss it."

Right on cue the door burst open and Lina and Rachel practically fell in. They were holding hands and giggling. "Like...hi!" Rachel said, sounding rather drunk.

"Master! I like...hic...um...I'm totes drunk!"

Oliver shook his head, "Huh? How? Did you two even have your wallets?"

Lina laughed and pulled down her top, shaking her tits around, "I used these!"

Rachel did the same, "Me too!" She flashed them all, "Free drinks!"

Eliza laughed, "Oh, Eliza is so happy you two are getting along! But hurry and sit. We don't have much time!"

Rachel went and sat down on Eliza's lap and promptly started making out with her. Lina tried to do the same to Oliver but he ordered her to go get water for the two of them to drink before the game began.

"Oh, would you like a glass of water too?" Nat asked him.

Oliver shook his head, "No. Thanks. Lina, you're up first. Whenever you're ready."

Lina winked at him, "I'm like always ready Master. My pussy belongs to you."

"Uh huh...roll Lina."

She picked up the dice, and rolled.