Makkari

Ravonna takes a sharp intake of breath as she sees a woman in a tight fitting tva uniform being dragged in, punching and kicking, but silently, which surprised Ravonna. She got caught up watching the woman struggle, clearly just wearing the thin uniform, her underwear shredded by the processing machine, forgetting her own nudity, and how on display she was, she keeps her **** position, it suddenly being less uncomfortable as she watches the much better built and curvaceous woman being chained to the also newly glass witness stand, looking calm and collected as if she had not been fighting just before as the two minutemen limp away, trying to act like they hadn’t just been destroyed by this slightly shorter woman.

Ravonna glances down as the woman stands still looking nervous but keeping her composure, trying hard not to imagine what was under that tva uniform, knowing it was fully within her power now to look, after all, the woman seemed to be fixated on her feet, it’d be only fair to have some fun with her too right?

Pushing these thoughts from her mind and desperately trying not to cover herself as she shifts in the cold class seat that is rubbing against her bare ass, she, as confidently as she can, calls “name, and reason for crime.” Trying to sound regal and bored, her voice wavering as she does so. The girl simply sadly shakes her head at her and looks at her own bare feet, which enrages renslayer, she starts thinking of all the ways she could earn respect from this girl, but quickly shakes this thought from her mind as miss minutes reappears with a sharp ping and hands her a file with this strange girl’s picture on the front, and her details inside.

“Lookin’ Good sugar! How’re you enjoyin’ your first day on the job?” Miss minutes asks sweetly, looking up at Ravonna with a devilish grin.

If she didn’t know any better, Ravonna would swear this clock had a crush on her.

“I-I’m fine! The timekeepers have a plan for all of us and I am happy to obey! Ecstatic in fact!” She says overcompensating due to worry, trying to cross her legs to hide the damp patch on her crotch.

“I can see that, very happy to obey for sure!” Miss minutes giggles catching sight of it “I’ll letcha get on with your interrogation, but try to keep the accidents to a minimum, ‘Kay honey?” She cackles, and then she winks and vanishes leaving Ravonna with the variants file, designating her V-451615112120-2971591519 on the front.

“Hm, these things are normally codes for letters, wonder what that means.” She thinks and opens it revealing the girls full file.

Name: Makkari

Planet of Origin: Olympia

Species: Eternal

Height: 5ft 2

Weight: 110 lbs

Bra Size: 32B

Shoe Size: 7

Superpowers: superhuman strength, speed, and reflexes.

Threat Level: Low

Additional Notes: Deaf, can understand voice due to powers of detecting vibration, but can only communicate through sign language.

END OF FILE

“Damn!” Ravonna snaps and slaps the file down on her desk. She waves her hand and the chains move down to her feet and elbows leaving her arms free.

Ravonna smirks and thinks of a way to ensure she talks, or signs, anything she wants to know. “Miss Makkari, do you know why you’re here?”

She violently shakes her head no, glaring at Ravonna the whole time “I have nothing to say to you, now let me go, I have pressing matters to attend to” She signs and ends her sentence with a sign that anyone could understand.

“You have committed a crime against the sacred timeline, and unless you can prove your worthiness to the tva, you will be immediately pruned from the timeline.” Ravonna calmly says, and when Makkari simply looks at her blankly, she pulls out a pruning stick from behind her desk, and jumps up, very conscious of everything juggling and being completely on show, but trying to appear confident, she flicks it to a setting specifically added for her new line of work, one that would only prune her clothes, and presses it roughly between the woman’s much larger tits, she steps backwards but due to the cuffs, falls straight on her beautiful soft ass, but no sooner than she’s on the floor, she’s completely naked, with a silent scream she realises this and tries to fight the cuffs to cover herself, but to no avail.

“That, is pruning. Now unless you want that to happen to your whole body, I suggest you think of a way to be useful to the tva.” She says, the confidence faltering as she gently flicks Makkari’s pronounced paler brown nipples with the disarmed pruning stick, each flick coursing with energy.

Makkari’s head is a swirling vortex of thoughts trying to see any way out of this, the only one being cooperating.

Regretting what she is about to do, she locks eyes with Ravonna, and signs “I could help you catch more criminals like me, my gift of supersonic speed could make sure no variant would escape us” she signs this frantically and tries to get Ravonna to stop.

She walks back to her desk, contemplating this fact. It would be very very good for her, plus, she’d get some field work. Surely they’d let her wear clothes then, right? Not as much could be said for her new little variant pet however, Makkari would be allowed to wear nothing but her collar, for the timeline’s safety of course.

Making her mind up, she waves her hands, and suddenly the cuffs and anklets are in her hands. “Come with me, this offer may be interesting, but you’ll be living in my office, and wearing nothing but your collar, understood?” Ravonna snaps and starts to drag her out of the courtroom before she gets an answer.

Presently seeing this as better to ****, Makkari follows Ravonna back through the busy compounds of prying eyes all taking in their leader and her new nude variant pet, hardly believing their luck, this time keeping their hands off of Ravonna in favor of Makkari, one person even spilling their drink down her and trying to clean it with their tongue before Ravonna hurries her past and into her office where she bolts the door and slumps in her chair, Makkari sitting on her couch, to a scoff from Ravonna, at which she quickly moves to the floor.

“Thank you for sparing me, I am forever in your debt” makkari signs and bows, very frightened, but hoping this strange woman would continue taking pity on her.

“Don’t get too used to it, I need you at the moment. And I haven’t introduced myself yet. I’m known around here as Judge Renslayer, which used to come with a degree of respect, but you can call me Ravonna.”

Makkari nods in response as Miss minutes appears again, looking rather disgruntled.

“You kept a variant? You know how dangerous this can be! You better get explainin’ yourself ma’am! Just because you ain’t happy about these new rules doesn’t mean you can act out!” The clock snaps and taps it’s tiny holographic foot.

Makkari stares at it in fascination, the translucent little being unlike anything she’d ever seen.

Ravonna smooths her hair back and replies “she can help us catch other variants, she took out four minutemen and can run at supersonic speed without breaking a sweat, these new rules say I need to do field work, imagine how much I can get done with her with me!” Ravonna hisses as makkari looks flattered, blushing a little.

“Well you better hope this doesn’t blow up in your face, Ravonna, here’s a list of acting variances needin’ to be investigated, you and your lil... pet, should get down their ASAP, Kapeesh?” Miss Minutes says a little angrily and vanishes leaving another file on Ravonna’s desk.

She looks up from it to see makkari smirking at her.

“Don’t get used to compliments, variant, you are essentially my pet, you know that right?”

Makkari, despite having many objections to this, nods her head and walks over to sit next to Ravonna’s chair, on the floor of course, but just enough to see the file.

Makkari looks at the long list and signs “well, who do we start with?”