Breakfast (With Surprises)

"Percy, wake up," someone harshly whispered in my ear.

I blearily opened my eyes, finding my face in someone's tit. I looked around as I woke up. My face was in Mom's tits, and one of my legs pinned her down, while my arm pinned Estelle down.

"Psst, Perce," Estelle whispered. "I need to go to the bathroom."

I leisurely yawned and sat up, waking Mom in the process.

"Good morning, kids," Mom said blearily. "How many Charis did we get last night?"

We looked up at the TV.

Sally or Estelle Blofis-Jackson is breastfeeding The Master for 8 hours (+0.5 Charis/hr (+1 for ****)(-1 for Maternal basis))(+4 Charis)

"Not bad," Mom yawned. "Well, there's no kitchen here, so I think we're going to all eat breakfast together, let's get ready."

Fifteen minutes later, the three of us were all heading toward the kitchen/dining room. Once we reached there, we found everyone already there and given food by Gabrielle, but there were some key things I focused on.

Firstly, I had what was essentially a throne compared to the other's chairs, and secondly, Zoë and Hera did not look the same way as when I last saw them.

Hera looked pretty much the same, but I could see how she was wearing a skirt made of peacock feathers.

Hera blushed as she saw my gaze, and the feathers lifted, revealing that Hera was going commando underneath the skirt-tail.

"I stayed out past the curfew, and the Morai punished me with a version of one of my other Transformations," she explained.

I nodded, then I gave Zoë a look over. Originally, she had been a lithe woman who either wore sweat clothes or parkas, but now, she was wearing a totally different look.

She wore a medieval top that honestly barely even cupped her tits, and a brown corset that cinched her waist, and a red skirt made of thick cotton.

"I'm sorry," Annabeth said. "It's my fault. We kind of spent a long while talking last night, and we didn't realize it but gradually everything about her changed."

I groaned in anger. Not at Annabeth, but at everything.

"Guys," I said as I took my seat, "Zoë is changed forever now, until we win this. This is scary, and we have to watch out for any possible accidents like this. If any of you see any exploit or weakness in any of your Transformations, let me know, and maybe we can find a solution."

"Thanks, Percy," Rachel said. "Do you have any plans so far?"

"Honestly, none," I admitted. "Hera being punished makes it even more obvious that there's nothing to do but play along, so for now, how about we enjoy our breakfast, and catch up? Some of you haven't met each other, so let's just get to know each other for now."

Everyone nodded in acquiescence, knowing that although it wasn't really anything, it was the best we could do.

Breakfast went along in an awkward way, with everyone hesitantly speaking to each other, some finding out about the others for the first time, others just catching up on how each other died.

After breakfast finished, Mom stood up. "Alright, everyone. This isn't something we've ever prepared for, but clearly we'll have to make do. I hope each of you got to know a little bit about each other, but for now we are clearly free to do whatever we want. Personally, I am going to go to the library and see what books they have, if any of you want to join me, you're free to do so."

With that, Mom stood up and left.

I decided to head on over to the arena and take my anger out while training, but Medusa came up to me.

"Perssseuss," Medusa began awkwardly. "I understand that you might not want to talk to me, but perhaps we can talk?"

I sighed. "Let's go talk at the poolside."

As we walked, Medusa began talking. "Perssseuss, I know thisss isss not... Ideal. But I want you to understand sssome things about me, before you root for sssomeone like Hera more than me."

"As far as I'm concerned, you're the bitch who tried killing me when I barely knew what was going on," I snapped. "As far as I can tell the only thing that's changed is that we can see you now, so what can you say?"

"It's not that sssimple," Medusa said weakly. "Yesss, I tried to turn you to ssstone. To be honessst, the only reassson I wanted to freeze you wasss asss a **** to your parentsss."

"What about Uncle Ferdinand?" I challenged.

"Who?"

"There was a satyr that was stone in your garden!" I exclaimed. "You don't even know your victims."

"Perssseuss, if the sssatyr made it out, what do you think would've happened?" She asked, and I realized her train of thought. "There would've been a quessst, and it would've been a messss. I'm not ssssaying I'm a good persson. But, you have to undersssstand, a lot of what I did wasss becaussse of everything elssse. Most of the ssstatuesss in my garden were bad people."

"So what do you want, Medusa?" I asked. "You want me to just suddenly be your best friend?"

"I jussst wassss rid of my curssse," Medusa began. "I've lived for ssso long with the curssse, but now I'd like to find a way to live without it. Obviousssly, I won't be able to do that if you want me to lossse thisss 'game,' ssso all I asssk for isss a fair chance?"

I thought for a moment. "You have it, Medusa. But the moment I see you going off board, you'll get it first, is that understood?"

"Yesss, Perssseuss," Medusa said.

I left her at the pool and headed to the training arena, where I found Clarisse.

"How was the conversation, Prissy?" Clarisse asked as soon as she saw me, taking a break from beating up a dummy.

"It was... Ok," I admitted. "Honestly, I'm not sure how I'm supposed to feel about her, considering my history with her."

"The best answer is to take it out while training," Clarisse said, throwing me a xiphos.

We circled each other, me wielding the xiphos, with her wielding a spear.

On an unspoken agreement, we charged forward.

"So, how do you plan on managing your Harem?" Clarisse asked between hits.

"I won't have a harem," I said. "That's what the Fates want."

"Oh, come off it, Percy," Clarisse said, saying my real name for once. "I don't think it's possible. We haven't seen it happen yet, but we know it's possible to lose points. You also saw how Hazel got a headstart on all of us with everything. I'm not saying what happened to her was good, but she only earned points for sexual things. Would you really rather see us, all of us, even your mom, turn into slaves, rather than just trying to make this work somehow?"

"Mom decided to let go of some of her morals," I admitted. "Her and Estelle slept without any tops on."

"Hold up, what?" Clarisse asked, backing off and setting her spear down. She scrolled through her watch. "They definitely did a lot more than just sleeping topless if they have 8 Charis."

"Alright, so maybe I drank their milk," I admitted.

Clarisse sighed as she sat down and drank some water. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I miss the Titan War."

"I'm right there with you," I admitted.

"Fuck it, we train," Clarisse said, and we went right back to sparring.

For the next few hours we sparred, only saying something when one of us made a mistake, beyond that we made no sound other than our heavy breaths.

"How much longer before you two realize it's time for lunch?" Annabeth asked from the doorway.

Both of us looked at her as we set our weapons down.

"We've been sparring that long?" I asked as I took a sip of water.

"Yeah," Annabeth said with a smile. "Wash your guys' hands and faces, then let's head to the kitchen. I'd rather you guys shower first because you definitely stink, but your Mom made a beautiful spread and demanded all of us be there in 5."

"Anything to please Mom," I said, wiping off some of the sweat with a towel.

As we walked towards the dining hall, Annabeth asked Clarisse a question.

"So, Clarisse, how does your Transformation make you feel?"

"If you're asking how I feel that I got Transformed, not good, obviously," Clarisse said. "But if you're asking about what it changed, my height is definitely the first thing I can notice."

"What's more?" Annabeth asked.

"Honestly, I feel like now it's just more of a fact that Prissy is my number one. Before, I always did trust him, but I think now it's more exaggerated? I'm not sure though."

"Why are you asking, Wise Girl?" I asked.

"After the mistake I made with Zoë, I'm just trying to catalogue everyone's TF and how their psyche is changed, so I can make sure that they're safe," Annabeth admitted. "We want everyone to get out of this safe, right?"

"I wouldn't mind Hera getting fucked over for once," I joked, then we entered the dining hall.

"Good, everyone's here," Mom said as soon as we entered. "Hermes here has an announcement, before we start lunch."

Hermes stood up in her spot. "So, I checked the Shop, to see what we can do with our Drachma. I was surprised to see how important Drachma could become."

"Get to the point, Hermes," Hera demanded.

"Right," Hermes said. "We can buy Transformation Upgrades from the Shop, and for a higher price you can buy Punishment Transformations for someone else."

"No one is doing that," I said immediately.

"Sure," Hermes said. "But still, this brings in a greater use to Drachma. On top of that, you can also buy items which could help you in the long run, like Hazel, they have lube in the Shop, or Sally, they have milking machines. Plus, I only got to see so much of the Shop because of how much I am involved with sales as who I am. Each one of you can go to the Shop and you will have a side for yourself to see what the Shop can do for you!"

"We don't even have a way for getting Drachma though," Rachel said.

Hermes raised her watch hand. "But we do! There's an interface on here that says 'Tasks.' Open it and it'll tell you what Tasks you have, and when you complete it, you'll have to open the app and it'll reward you."

"Great work, Hermes," I said. "Let's all eat and then after that, we can see about getting Drachma and going to the Shop."