Dawn of a new day

Lauren-Two

“Okay, wake up,” Azure commanded.

Instantly, Lauren-Two’s eyes snapped open. She found herself sprawled on a cold stone floor. She scrambled upright and took in her surroundings. She was in a jail cell, yet there were no restraints. In fact, the door was open.

In the distance, Lauren-Two heard something striking flesh, accompanied by muffled cries and moans.

"Where am I?" Lauren-Two snapped. "What are you doing?"

Azure merely yawned, clearly tired. Dark shadows were already forming under her eyes. "Giving you a checkup. You’ll be happy to know that I didn’t find anything wrong."

Lauren-Two narrowed her eyes, suspiciously. "What’s that noise?" she asked, gesturing toward the sounds of wet flesh hitting flesh.

“The consequences of someone's actions. Don’t worry about it,” Azure smirked, just as the person in question gave a particularly loud squeal. “Anyway, you’re free to go.”

"Don’t boss me around!" Lauren-Two snapped, her voice sharp and defiant.

Azure rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Yes, yes, we all know you’re tough. But seriously, I don’t have time for this right now.”

“Wait!” Lauren-Two called out, her tone shifting. “I have a question.”

"What?" Azure asked, disinterested.

"What happened to Katelyn after she got eliminated?" Lauren-Two asked. "With Jezebel, you transformed them. What did Katelyn become? Did she..."

Lauren-Two hesitated a moment as a thought occurred to her for the thousandth time. 'Wait, did she turn into me?' But, as always, her brain automatically deleted the thought, determined to preserve her ignorance.

Azure smirked slightly as she saw the struggle in the succubus's head. "Concerned are you? How very sisterly of you."

Lauren-Two understood she was being mocked. "I understand she's the other Lauren's sister, not mine," she said, bitterness lacing her voice. The harsh reality that she was merely a clone of Lauren still weighed heavily on her. She shook her head. "But that's beside the point! What did you do to her, you bitch!"

"I did nothing; she's the one who decided to eliminate herself," Azure shrugged. "She knew the consequences, and she still threw her life away, the idiot."

"Don't call her that!" Lauren-Two roared.

Azure ignored her. "Though honestly, she was always going to struggle in this game, regardless of sacrifice, considering she’s a lesbian."

Lauren-Two was taken aback. "What?!" she shouted.

'What?!' Katelyn thought.

"Well, not that she knew that," Azure clarified. "She originally didn’t figure it out until college. She just figured her disinterest in men was because of the shitty ones her sister set her up with."

'That can’t be right, can it?' Katelyn thought, trying to think back through her memories. Unfortunately, Lauren-Two's outrage at the accusation was making it hard to focus.

"You’re lying! She flirted with them. Slept with them!" Lauren-Two declared.

"Everyone's journey of self-discovery is different," Azure shrugged. "Humans rarely just wake up and know what they're into, especially when society and controlling sisters are involved."

Lauren-Two stomped her foot. "My... Lauren's sister’s not a f… not a f…"

"What’s wrong?" Azure mocked. "Go ahead and say the slur. It’s what Lauren Peterson would say."

"I’m not Lauren Peterson. I’m... I’m... Damn it, you won’t let me remember who I used to be!" Lauren-Two lamented.

"A word to the wise: stop thinking about it. Unless you want to end up like the last bitch who got too close to her past life," Azure warned. As if on cue, the sharp sound of Jezebel being slapped on the ass, along with its accompanying cock-muffled scream, rang out from the cell over.

"If you care so much about Katelyn, you should get someone eliminated," Azure continued. "Not that you’ll get far with that TF that forces you to obey others, but it will be super funny watching you try."

Lauren-Two stomped forward. "Screw you!" she screamed, so close to Azure's face that spit flew into it.

"Uh-huh," Azure yawned. "Anyway, I have a hundred other fires to put out, so please fuck off."

"We're not finished here!" Lauren-Two insisted. However, Azure had already snapped her fingers.

In an instant, Lauren-Two found herself standing on the castle roof, the first rays of dawn peeking over the horizon.

"Fucking Azure! She's a liar!" Lauren-Two seethed.

'There's no way that's true about me.' Katelyn thought. 'Is there?'

---

Sophia Maoulin

Sophia stirred restlessly in her warm bed as morning sun slanted through her window. She groaned softly, not yet ready to get up, yet feeling herself awaken all the same. She turned over, pulling on the blanket to cocoon herself.

"Well, well, we got a blanket thief, you criminal," A raspy voice snarked.

Sophia opened her eyes slowly and gasped. Beside her in the bed, a naked figure lay peacefully. Her bare skin was a shade of gray, and short purple hair framed her face. A red jewel gleamed in the center of her forehead. Sophia felt a rush of recognition; this was Raven from Teen Titans.

"Looks like I gotta take you in, thief," Raven said, smiling warmly.

"What? Raven?" Sophia blushed, eyes bulging as she took in her naked form. "I... what are... did we?"

"What's wrong, cousin?" a voice asked behind her.

Sophia turned in bed, her heart racing as she saw another figure nestled beside her. The man wore a radiant halo atop his long blond hair, and his expansive, feathered wings shimmered with an otherworldly glow. Despite the extensive transformations, Sophia could see the resemblance to her cousin in his face.

"S-Sam!" Sophia squeaked. "I... uhh..."

Before Sophia could respond, the door to her bed chamber flew open with a resounding crash as a figure kicked it with thunderous force. The Half-Saiyan Trunks stormed into the room, eyes filled with urgency.

"Sophia! There's no time to lose! The timeline is in danger!"

"Huh? What? Timeline!" Sophia squeaked.

"Yes! My time here has created a butterfly effect. Making the androids stronger than ever! There's only one thing we can do!"

Without another word, Trunks powered up, and a brilliant white aura erupted around him like fire. "You have to bear my child right now! It's the only way the future can be saved!" he yelled, the ground shaking as his power grew.

"Wait! Hold on!" Sophia declared, but Trunks didn't listen. His scream grew louder as his hair stood on end and turned blonde. Electricity crackled around him as his aura turned golden, burning his clothes off his body and revealing his perfect physique.

Sophia's words died in her mouth, replaced by drool as she took in the sight before her, eyes glued to his muscular figure before darting down to his sword.

"These hero types never listen, do they?" a deep, sinister voice asked. Sophia turned that the bedroom had transformed, and that Raven and Sam were no longer on the bed with her. Instead, a towering figure of solid muscle with flowing, fiery red hair lounged on her bed. Ganondorf's lips curled into a sly smirk, his piercing gaze filled dark confidence.

"What do you say? Want to join Princess Sofie in the dungeon?" He asked. "Or would you rather punish me, Mistress? I've been so very wicked!"

"Enough! The lot of you have been hogging her all week!" A woman complained.

Sophia turned and saw her roommate, Kate, standing above them, impatient. However, her form had changed dramatically; two massive, curved horns protruded from her spiked green hair. A long, spiked tail curled behind her, swaying slightly as if it had a mind of its own.

The second most shocking thing about her was the fact that she was completely naked, save for a menacing spiked collar adorning her neck and the matching armbands encircling her wrists. She showed no embarrassment at the nudity. Quite the contrary, she posed her assets with pride.

"Sophia was my roommate first, and I haven't even gotten to fuck her once!" she complained. "You newbies need to wait your turn!"

“Kate! Wait, I... are you really sure about this?” Sophia stammered, her heart racing as she watched Kate crawl onto the bed, moving with the fluid grace of a feline. “You... you’ve never been into other girls!”

"You’re not just any other girl," Kate purred playfully. "You’re the Mistress.” With that, she leaned in with breathtaking confidence and captured her lips in a deep kiss.

As the kiss continued, Sophia slowly felt her reservations fade away. She leaned into the kiss, pushing back and wrapping her arms around the tan girl. Around her, naked men, women, and a robot—her harem—began to applaud.

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"

---

Sophia jolted awake, her heart racing and her body drenched in sweat. The sheets clung to her skin, her body wet in more ways than one. As the catgirl blinked against the morning light, she quickly looked to her sides, half expecting to find a naked bedfellow. She sighed in relief as she realized she was alone.

Memories of the meeting with Three-Sixty-One and the others came flooding back. The fact that she, not Levi, had almost been the Master still seemed unreal.

She shook her head, trying not to think about that. She willed herself not to imagine the nude Raven staring at her with such uncharacteristic affection. Of Trunk's amazing cock, or Ganondorf's bulging...

She shook her head once more. "Focus!" she reminded herself. More important things needed her attention than what could have been. She, Olivia, and Elena had a plan, and there were numerous logistics and dangers to consider. She needed to be smart.

Unfortunately, the horny effects of her dream were blocking her ability to think clearly.

'Screw it,' Sophia groaned, bringing her hands down to her tattooed crotch. 'I... need to take care of this distraction. For the good of the mission,' she justified.

With that, she gently slipped her fingers into the dripping softness of her slit, being mindful to keep her sharp claws carefully tucked away. Her other hand went to her breast. Having briefly returned to her old bust size in the dream world reminded her of how much her modest boob had grown.

As she rubbed herself, images of the wet dream flashing in her mind, her tail began to move on its own, directed by her subconscious desires. The tip moved to her slit, tickling her with its fuzz in time with her strokes. She let out a high-pitched mew as she realized it was doing this, yet made no effort to stop it.

'God, I'm a pervert,' she thought, knowing she was going to be at this for a long time.

---

Azure

Azure slumped at her desk, her fingers barely grazing the keyboard as she typed. Dark, sunken bags under her red eyes betrayed her exhaustion as she fought the urge to close them; she stayed fixated on the flickering screen.

From the back of the office, a sleek black crow entered through the open window, gliding over and landing on Azure's desk. The host did not notice until it began to speak. "I have returned, Mistress," it declared, bowing its head.

"Report," Azure said wearily, not taking her eye off the screen.

"I can confirm that all of your test subjects capable of magic are still confined within the woods."

"Including Nineteen?" Azure asked.

"Indeed," the crow confirmed. “I can say with full confidence that this was not an illusion either. She’s still within your prison.”

"Thanks," Azure said simply, snapping her fingers. At once, the crow hardened into a small stone statue upon the desk.

"Are you confident his testimony is accurate?" a monotone voice asked. Azure turned in the chair to look at her, barely able to keep herself from sliding out of it and falling asleep on the floor.

"I did a scan and reached out to my more trusted creations," Azure explained, exhausted. "Besides, the barrier is still standing, as strong as it was when I first cast it. There's no way one of them broke out."

"I see," Alison nodded. "Well, I have also completed my research. As you instructed, I went through all of last night's backup footage."

"And?"

"No intruder entered or left the castle."

"Of course," Azure sighed.

"As for the contestants, Ms. Peterson, Maoulin, Mendez, and Booker were all asleep hours prior. Meanwhile, Nora Wolf and Tomoko Nakaya were in the workshop."

Azure gave an exhausted chuckle. "You thought one of the humans did this? What, you think our idiot Tomoko's some secret witch or something?"

"There was no harm in confirming," Alison stated.

Azure leaned back, groaning. "Whoever did this was familiar enough with my magic to make the change. That either points to my sisters, or someone's been studying me for a while."

"I would suggest a larger team to assist in the investigation," Alison recommended. "Have you contacted the studio?"

"Ugh, no. They contacted me. I just had to sit through a call. Standard warning stuff. Of course, none of them were from producers, so they've got no actual power. Safe to ignore."

"You did not answer my question."

"I'm not asking them for help. Like I told you before we started, if I give them an inch, they'll micromanage my season to hell. I've seen too many projects ruined by such interference." She leaned back in her chair. "Besides, the threat may be coming from the studio itself. A jealous host, perhaps."

Azure shook her head. "No, I won't be using them. I'll solve this my own way. I've already reached out to contacts, and..."

Azure stopped mid-sentence as an enormous yawn overcame her.

"Perhaps you should rest," Alison offered. "You did not get your usual three hours. I surmise that the drawback to needing so little sleep is that it is particularly detrimental when you do not receive it."

"No," Azure snapped, standing up. "I have to get ready to host."

"Considering the circumstances, no one would blame you for pushing the schedule forward," Alison pointed out.

"I'm fine! A true artist doesn't let exhaustion stop her," Azure insisted, walking from her desk but stumbling slightly.

"We are having both a challenge and transformation round today," Alison reminded her. "It is critical that you are in peak performance."

Azure considered this before letting out a groan. "Uh, fine." She went back to her desk and entered a few keys. She then leaned forward and spoke into her computer's microphone.

"Attention! Today's morning kickoff will be two hours later. Everything else will stay as before." Azure looked over to Alison. "Happy?"

"Ecstatic," Alison replied, emotionless.

Azure pointed at her. "I'm putting you on watch. If there's even the tiniest disturbance, you get me, got it!"

"As you wish, mistress," Alison bowed.

"Good," Azure nodded. She took several steps, then vanished.

---

Tomoko Nakaya

"Attention! Today's morning kickoff will be two hours later. Everything else will stay as before."

As the announcement echoed, Tomoko slowly opened her eyes. She found herself sitting in a creaky chair in a small workshop, its walls lined with shelves overflowing with tools. She still wore the pink dress the fairies had given her.

Turning her head, her neck cracking, she spotted Mrs. Wolf hunched over her cluttered work desk. She got up, stretching out the aches from sleeping in the chair, then went over to the scientist.

"Mrs. Wolf. You ok?" Tomoko asked.

Nora slowly opened her eyes, disoriented, before looking up at her. "Tomoko. What are you doing here?"

"I never left," Tomoko replied, recalling how she spent the night giving the teacher dating advice as she worked.

Nora's eyes widened as she realized she'd been so into her work that she hadn't remembered any of it. "What? The whole time? Why didn't you go to bed?" she asked.

"You're one to talk," Tomoko chuckled. "You look exhausted."

"I haven't worked so late since college," Nora agreed, fighting the urge to go back to sleep. "But this 'gift' I made for Levi was extremely complicated."

"You even up for spending time with Levi?" Tomoko asked, worried.

Nora blushed. "I considered that. So I... invented something."

She pointed to a small, circular device. "It's a... that is to say, it's..." She cleared her throat, trying to keep her embarrassment in check. "It's a vibrator that uses precise pulses to eliminate exhaustion in the system."

Tomoko let out a whistle. "Wait, that's what you were working on this whole time."

Nora shook her head. "No, it was something that came to me around midnight, when I realized the main project would take a while." She pointed to her lab coat. "These things just randomly come to me."

Tomoko bit her lip. "I see. You, uh, want a test subject?"

Nora blushed even harder. "I'd rather... you didn't. In fact, would you mind giving me some privacy?"

She darted her eyes to the door, then back to Tomoko. "I need to make a few final checks for my gift to Levi, and want to be... awake for it."

"Ah," Tomoko said, getting it. "Uh, ok. Have fun."

With that, the purple-haired woman left the shop awkwardly. Once alone, Nora sighed and reached for the vibrator. "Let's get this over with," she said, loosening her pants.

---

Lauren Peterson

Lauren stood under the warm shower, letting the hot water fall over her pale skin. As she rinsed her hair, she faintly heard Azure's voice broadcast through the castle.

"Attention! Today's morning kickoff will be two hours later. Everything else will stay as before."

'Think that has to do with what we did with John?' Lauren mentally asked.

'Even if it is, we must take care not to react,' Nineteen told her. 'We cannot afford suspicion.'

'We wouldn't be in this mess if you hadn't screwed up,' Lauren seethed.

'I did no such thing,' Nineteen responded, managing to keep her calm facade. 'I told you trying to break mind control by force could destroy the victim's mind.'

'Yeah, I guess,' Lauren conceded. 'Well, at least we know now.'

'Correct,' Nineteen agreed. 'We know now that rescuing Katelyn by force is impossible. The only way to do so now is via the wish.'

'So, we're back to the old plan,' Lauren sighed. 'Damn it.'

'Your wish to find an alternative was admirable, but misplaced. The only way to save your sister is to ensure two more eliminations and win the wish.'

'Azure said there was a challenge today,' Lauren recalled, turning off the shower faucet. 'Maybe we should put Olivia on hold and make sure Sophia gets last place.'

'That would be ideal, as it would remove your greatest competition,' Nineteen acquiesced. 'Though that might not be possible.

'We made her lose before,' Lauren recalled. 'We just have to do it again. Maybe we can curse her before the match.'

'Azure is bound to be on alert after yesterday's stunt. I would recommend against obvious shows of magic in the short term.'

Lauren bit her lip. 'Maybe we beat her up, so she can't compete?'

Nineteen groaned. 'You are forgetting, elimination isn't your only goal. You also need to win. You made great progress with Levi yesterday. An act of aggression would ruin that.'

'Then what the fuck is your suggestion?!' Lauren snapped as she began drying off.

'We focus on winning the challenge and gaining points,' Nineteen responded. 'Do not forget, Azure will be trying to eliminate contestants as well, in order to add stakes to her show. The right opportunity will arise. That is when we strike.'

Lauren wrapped her towel around herself and stepped out of the shower. 'You better be right about this.'

---

Olivia Booker

'This is such bullshit,' Olivia seethed. She looked down at her skinny arms in aggravation, knowing they were only a few hours from shrinking once again. Yet, for once, that paled in comparison to what was truly angering her.

John was Jezebel. Jezebel was John. The whole castle knew it, and she had been the last to find out. It took all her willpower not to march up to Azure's room and snap her neck.

Olivia seethed with indignation, her face flushed. 'How dare she?! No one gets to make that little shit’s life hell but me!' She slammed her fist into the plush bed cushion, the blow sending a jolt through the fabric. Just as she felt her anger threaten to spill over, the door swung open.

"Hey, Olivia,” Elena said cautiously, clad in her princess regalia.

"What do you want?!" Olivia snapped.

Elena hesitated. She came to see whether her companions had also shared the encounter with Three-Sixty-One, or if it had been only a dream. But now that she had arrived, she realized she had no way to ask without Azure's watchful eye making her suspicious.

Elena's silent interruption only served to piss Olivia off. 'Jesus, if you're going to barge in here, then at least say something, bitch!'

"Hey, there's no need for that!" Elena retorted, offended.

"The fuck are you talking about?! I didn't say anything!"

"You didn't? But I heard you," Elena argued.

"What are you... wait..." Oliva furrowed her brow. 'Can you hear me?'

Elena's eyes widened. 'What the hell?'

'Holy fuck!' Olivia thought. 'Are you a fucking psychic?'

'Did the dream link us?!' Elena gasped. 'Hold on, let me check something.'

Immediately, Elena ran out of the room and over to Sophia's. She pulled the door open, only to be greeted by a shriek of shock as the the masturbating Sophia pulled her hand and tail from her drenched muff.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Elena shouted, slamming the door shut. "I'll come back later!"

---

Levi Summers

The Master lay in bed, his body relaxed but his mind wide awake. He wasn’t weary in the slightest; in fact, the sedative Azure had given him had provided the most restorative sleep he could remember.

However, as he stared up at the ceiling, an unsettling sense of apprehension settled in his gut about what awaited him. He didn’t feel anxious or frightened; it was more of an emptiness. He felt the same lack of reaction as he thought about the previous night, and all that it had entailed. He found himself fully detached from it.

Azure's announcement of the rescheduled kickoff played. A part of him wanted to take it as permission to stay in bed. However, he knew that wouldn't help anyone.

Sighing, he threw off the sheets and walked to the door. He then went down the stairs. As he expected, Ji-Woo, still in her date attire, was waiting for him.

"Hello, Master," she said.

Levi waited for the usual mix of emotions that hit him when he saw her. The standard hate and terror. Yet as he looked at her, he felt nothing at all.

"Hey," he replied.

Ji-Woo's eyes widened slightly at this nonchalance. "It's, uh, time for our meeting."

"Ok," Levi said simply. He sat in a chair opposite her.

A silence filled the space between them. After a moment, Ji-Woo cleared her throat and prepared to speak. However, Levi held up a hand to stop her. "Actually, I wanted to say something."

"Oh?"

"I don't like you," he said bluntly.

"I gathered," Ji-Woo replied, trying to keep the sarcasm out of her voice.

"But..." Levi started before hesitating a moment. "...I'll let you be my secretary."

Ji-Woo felt a wave of relief at this simple concession. "Thank you, Master," she said, bowing her head.

"Let's hear your report," Levi said.

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