HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT MY SOULMATE?

We had our first tie in the votes ya'll. According to my count it was Performance Review with Seven votes and The Trainer with seven votes. So I'll be breaking the tie here. Performance Review is what I would personally pick if I were Brett, but I think in his current situation with his current plan The Trainer fits in better. So We'll be going with The Trainer.

I liked the idea of assigning someone other than the obvious Choice of Miranda to be the trainer. That really opens up some interesting scenario's. Again at this point I'm not sure Brett would pick anyone other than Miranda, but Daisy and Gale are both interesting ideas. Even Brooke could be kind of an fun option when you take her trait into account.

Let me know in the comments if I should leave who Brett picks as the trainer up to a vote.

The first option was pretty easy. Anything to make Jasmine think of me more fondly was a win for me. Sure teleportation was a literal superpower, but oh well. Love wins the day on this one.

The second option was... ROUGH! I was so torn on this one. Option A was a path for me keeping better track on her, and a way to mold her to my design, and who knew what the upgrades would look like?

Option B, was more points, and I liked points. Plus I'd already committed to making Miranda my... trainer. So if they both were of the mind that Miranda gave orders and Jasmine followed them... that was good for me. It wasn't that different of a plan from what I had pre-hospital. Which was to tame Rae and use her to unreeducate Jasmine. This wouldn't erase the damage they'd done to her, but at least it'd get me closer to her.

It was Option B. I clicked it before I could change my mind. I was really optimizing my wife for points huh? I better start making use of that.

“No master no!” Nurse Candy with her rainbow pastel colored hair hugged my legs, and nuzzled her face against my dick, through my pants of course. I was getting ready to be discharged and didn’t have time for play with my bimbo nurse anymore.

“I know Baby, I’m going to miss you too. But we can’t have you interrupting Nurse Gale when she’s trying to help someone now can we?”

She pouted, her plump red lips looking, oh so tempting. “Nurse Gale is boring. She like, never sucks dick.” She started massaging mine, through my pants. So I put my hand on her forehead and pushed her off. She bounced on her round bimbo butt, and sat legs spread. Her extra short latex nurse outfit did absolutely nothing to hide her bald pussy from me. “You’re such a meanie.”

“I know, but I’ll invite you over to play one of these days.” I opened my phone and brought up Nurse Gale’s page. “Say bye-bye nurse Candy.”

She giggled and waved at me. “Bye-bye nurse Candy!”

I deactivated her Alternate Identity+ trait. And just like that her latex fetish outfit was back to humble scrubs. Her breasts deflated to their natural b cups, and her curly rainbow hair, returned to a modest ponytail. Gale sat on ther floor waving at me with a confused look on her face. “Oh… sir.” She cast her eyes down at the floor once her mind was returned. “Um… your owner is here for you.”

“I know.” I held my hand out. “You already told me.”

“Oh…” She took my hand and let me lift her to her feet. “I don’t remember.”

Once she was standing I tugged on her arm and brought her into an embrace. “Are you going to miss me?”

She blushed, heat already rising inside of her. At this point in our relationship she didn’t even have to be Nurse Candy to get irresponsibly turned on. “N-not really.”

“Oh come on.” I tugged her scrubs down with my free hand, and spanked her butt. She yipped. I dug around her plump cheeks for a moment until I could find her butt plug. “How are you going to cum without me?”

She blushed and looked away again. “Your owner is waiting for you.”

I tugged on her plug, pulling a gasp right out of her. “How are you going to cum without me?”

Her lip trembled, and she pressed her face to my shoulder. “By sucking on my buttplug, and playing with my dirty twat.” (Gale Rogers +3)(73SP)

“Good girl.” She shuddered a little in my grasp, and with a bit of effort I managed to pull her buttplug out though she was fighting on that one, but my will won out over that of her anus. She farted nosily as the device came out, and clutched at my clothes, utterly consumed by shame. “Open.” I commanded holding the plug up to her mouth. Her mouth trembled, and persed close until I held her jaw. Then she opened it wide, barely wide enough for the plug that was going to act as her pacifier for a bit. “Good girl.” I put my hand on her shoulder and shoved her roughly onto the bed. Her scrubs were still around her knees so the fell gracelessly. “Smell my scent on those sheets and play with yourself until you come. I’ll see myself out.”

She didn’t answer. Not verbally. But there was a wet sliding sound that told me all I needed to hear. (Gale Rogers +3)(76SP) Nice! What a sweet parting gift for me.

I left the plug sucking nurse behind. She’d been a fun distraction while in the hospital. A real test of my powers thus far. I’d gotten over a hundred points with her in just a week. She was my personal nurse, so there was no end to the embarrassing things I made her do for me. The sponge baths alone had netted me 30 points. With me naked, and then her naked, and then me washing her, and then me washing her mouth out with soap, and finally a tongue bath. The most interesting development was her Trait Alternate Identity, which turned her into the latex clad bimbo nurse Candy on command. I was feeling a bit saucy and upgraded that pretty early one. I was getting better at getting points out of these women, less empathetic to the broader themes of my situation, and more focused on fucking getting out alive. The upgrade made her a wereslut, which made Nurse Candy a full blown personality within her head able to exert her independence on Gale whenever she let her guard down, like around me. Nurse Candy’s personality got stronger the higher her submission score was, and the lit slut was constantly whispering naughty things Gale could be doing other than working and yuck, thinking. And oh yeah, Anyone Candy bit also gained The Alternate Identity trait. Unfortunately I didn’t get to test that trait out, seemed too dangerous to do in such a public area.

But now I deactivated Nurse Candy all together. As fun as it was to have Nurse Gale battling her inner bimbo when I wasn’t around, IIIIIII really didn’t want her going around biting people I didn’t approve of. If for nothing else, her own safety. Fascists are monsters, but I’m pretty sure they don’t tolerate psychopaths running around biting people.

Best to Keep my sleeper agent, nice and disguised until I needed a rainbow haired nurse to get me out of a jam.

I went to the discharge station, with the help of two armed guards who’d been preventing my escape all week. I’m amazed they didn’t hear me fucking Nurse Gale even once. The wet suits really do messing with your hearing.

There at the desk, waiting for me was my own wetsuit lesbian. Miranda. I approached her cautiously, and yup, she was sneering at me. My head rolled back in frustration. Back to square fucking one. “Good Afternoon Miranda.”