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Chapter 12 by Redchopster

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Still sniffling tears, you pick up the defiled remains of your uniform. Your panties are still dry, but they get a little soaked when you slip them over your cummy body. The monster has fallen asleep in the corner of the room, and doesn't seem to care about you anymore. To the side of it, there's a exit. You hold your tattered dress over your body like a towel, covering your breasts and walk out of the dungeon.

Alex greets you in another room. She congratulates you mockingly in her usual fashion, though you don't really care. She tells you to go and have a shower, and get to bed, and to expect another message on your screen in about a week. She also tells you that your new uniform will be delivered first thing in the morning.

You trudge your way back to your room, still covered in sperm. You're stopped by a red-haired woman in a black and white school uniform. [Mitsuru Kirijo, Persona 3]

"First performance?" She asks. You don't respond. "Yeah, we've all been there once. I get ya. I'm coming up on my 12th. You kinda get used to it, but not entirely. Except some people. Some people never get used to it, or they fully embrace it. More power to them, I suppose, but I could never go all out either way. I don't think I could live with myself if I became a slut. And as for resisting every last performance, it'd just get tiring. Not to mention..." She pointed at a girl with a vacuum and green hair, wearing a pure-white maid uniform. "Alex says you're allowed to resist during performances, but I don't want to test her limits. You must have noticed it, right? The staff here aren't normal. They were transformed by Alex's machine. Normally, the machine doesn't affect your brain, but if Alex decides to use it a second time... Nothing is off limits. They have a little control over themselves, but they'll always be **** to obey Alex without question."

The green-haired maid looked directly at you. And nodded. You get so scared you drop the uniform covering your breasts. You scramble to pick it up.

"Nice jugs." The red-haired women says. "Anyways, there's four different groups of these girls. Greens, Pinks, Blues and Yellows. Greens are the maintenance and janitorial chicks. They've got the most freedom of though out of all the colors, but they're mute. That doesn't mean they're not good conversationalists though. They're awful sweet girls, and will always listen."

The Green returns to her work. You spot a few others around the hall, vacuuming and dusting the railings.

"Pinks are the chefs. They have the second most free thought. They're always cheerful and peppy, even when they don't really feel like it. They're alright, but it feels a bit fake talking to them. Blues are the guards... You shouldn't run into them too often. They're expect to be 100% serious 100% of the time. Well, at least that's what I've heard. There are rumors that they get slightly more casual when they're in their quarters. Oh, and the yellows..." The red-haired girl lowered her voice. "Pray to god you never meet a yellow. They're COMPLETELY mind controlled. Like robots. They work... Behind the scenes. We only know about them from the pinks, but supposedly, they'll subjugate any non-yellow, pink, green or blue they come across, without question."

The red haired girl returned to her normal voice.

"Anyways, you're May, right? From Pokemon? I'm Mitsuru, nice to meet you." She shakes your hand, not seeming to mind that it's covered in white monster jizz. " I hope you're not too bummed about staying here. Despite everything I told you, it's not that bad of a place. Lots of cute chicks around, that's for sure!" She nudges you, and takes a quick glance at your body. Unsurprising, considering everyone here used to be male. "Anyways, you ought to get to bed. It's nearly one in the morning. Hope to see you tomorrow, hot stuff!"

And with her flirtatious parting words, she left and walked to her room. You trudge back up the stairs to your own room and enter it. You get in the shower, and turn on the water, washing off all the cum. Lifelessly, you shampoo your brown bangs and rinse your body with a washcloth. It takes you a good 10 minutes to finally rid your vagina of all the cum. Finally, you step out of the shower and dry yourself off. Having nothing to wear, you slip naked in between the sheets of your soft, cozy bed, and fall sound asleep within minutes.

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