Not... Exactly. But easier.

Seamus finally felt like he could think again. And his wings were starting to ache from the position he was holding them in. Pulling them back in, he saw a bit of red stippling the feathers near the roots of several places where he'd torn some out and he grimaced. Guess I'll find out how easy it is to clean feathers...

The maid was already there, with a wet rag, capturing his right wing in her left hand before he could pull it behind himself. She gently separated the bloodied feathers with her fingers, supporting each one carefully beneath the vane, and drew the damp rag outward from shaft to tip.

Seamus watched, weirded out but fascinated. He felt someone doing the same with his left wing but he kept watching the maid. At one point she pulled out a small bottle, looked up at him, bowed slightly, put a clean bit of the rag over mouth of the bottle and upended it for a second. Capping the bottle and dropping the bottle into her cleavage, she gently dabbed the liquid soaked rag to the spots on his wing where the feathers had torn out.

"Ahhhh!" Seamus fought to keep from yanking his wing out of her grasp. Followed shortly by an unintentional tail strike on the person handling his left wing when they did the same thing.

Seamus turned to apologize to see Sireah smirking at him, wiggling her butt in his direction. He almost opened his mouth to apologize anyway, but she started to twerk. And he couldn't help it. He started to laugh. And through new tears of melancholic laughter, he indulged his wife and smacked her butt with his tail.

"Ooh. Ouch! Oh, Master. You're so... aggressive! Whatever shall I do!" Sireah said, not at all convincing in her cry of pain.

Seamus snorted, feeling the melancholy ease. Then he hissed and his right wing twitched as another feather root was treated. He felt behind his back with his left hand and found seven feathers. He groaned.

The maid held out a hand insistently. Seamus pulled the feathers around from his back and she swiftly grabbed four of them, then jabbed one deep into the root she had just finished cleaning.

Seamus's eyes widened and he hissed, feeling the deep pressure in the wing but managed to keep it in her hand. One by one she repeated the process.

Seamus felt the remaining feathers get plucked from his hand and the first one get re-implanted into his left wing. "Okay, why can't we just let these feathers regrow?" He complained.

The maid replied: "Your feathers have special control surfaces, Your Majesty. These are very new. Your..." She hesitated, "...carbon nanotubes... are throughout the structure, reinforcing it and helping control the jump process. The feathers also draw in Erogen that your body uses while growing and reinforcing additional nanotube structures."

Seamus looked at the wing in fascination, wincing two more times in quick succession with the process repeating for his left wing. "Ah. So loss has cumulative impact?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The maid started gently cleaning the re-implanted feathers.

"So what I just did was incredibly stupid." Seamus said.

The maid hesitated. "No, Your Majesty. You are new to having wings."

Seamus grimaced. "Still..."

Sireah piped up: "If Master wishes, Slave will call him Stupid from now on."

Seamus shot her a dirty glare.

Sireah stuck her tongue out and quirked an eyebrow while she cleaned the next feather.

"Haha. Hint taken." Seamus groaned, "Okay, Maya, what time is your maze run supposed to start?"

Seamus heard Maya gasp from somewhere in the group.

"Oh...no. Crap, crap, crap." Maya stood and started moving out the door, stripping off her clothes at a dead run. She skidded to a halt just before the door, whirled around, her skirt halfway down her legs. "Could someone please transport me to the maze?" She hopped on one leg, yanking her left shoe off. "And where's my armbinder?! Who has my armbinder?"

"I've got you girl, like, go!" A blonde girl stood and ran out the door, clipping the doorway as she veered around Maya. "Owieee!" She spun in a circle, still running, amazingly still on her feet and Seamus heard her footsteps rapidly receding.

Maya had her right shoe off and was yanking her right socks off when she yelped and grabbed a nipple. "I know! I know!" She looked around and saw a guard approaching with a set of nipple clamps. "Oh! Thank you!" She grabbed the chained clover clamps and snapped them on her nipples in quick succession one after the other, yelping as she did so. "Ow! Ow, ow, ow!" Her right hand came up to her right clamp, shook her hand and then called: "Does anyone have a ball gag?"

The maid appeared next to her with the red gag and black leather blindfold on a silver platter and held it out for Maya.

Maya snatched the gag. "Thank you!" She opened her mouth wide and pushed the ball in, then slipped the blindfold on. She swiftly buckled the straps of the gag up and wide around her nose, pressing the blindfold in place. "Ahhhh! Ah oin ahh ahh iii haaann!" Her hands dropped to her nipples and winced, rubbing them for a second, then returned to buckling the gag behind her head, locking the blindfold in place. She locked the strap under her chin and the straps behind her head.

Maya suddenly froze. Her hands shot out to where the silver platter was desperately. "Heaahuuhss!" She said through the gag.

The maid bowed, disappeared.

"I've got it!" The shout came from the hallway accompanied by the pounding of feet.

Maya took a long step to her left, facing into the room.

The blond cheerleader raced around the corner through the doorway holding a black leather armbinder with lots of straps. Her head whipped to her right, still moving at speed. Her hair flew as she looked left, but had already gone beyond where Maya was and missed her. She stopped short, spun around, and ran back to Maya. "Turn around girl!"

Maya turned around quickly and put her arms behind her back. "Ahh! Ohhhnn nnn iii!"

"I know girl, I'm working fast as I can!" The blond said. She slid the armbinder up Maya's arms fast, and two of the other cheerleaders rushed over to join her in doing up the buckles.

Seamus leaned over to Sireah. "Make sure we get to the maze run in time for her to start please."

Sireah turned and bowed. "I hear and obey, Your Majesty. We may wish to leave now because she'll be starting as soon as she gets there."

Seamus nodded and stood up. "All right everyone. If you're going, by me. Otherwise, give us some room please. Maya, shake your head three times if you don't want anyone else there."

Seamus looked over to see three more buckles left, and the maid appearing with earplugs, the first of which she carefully inserted into Maya's left ear. Maya didn't shake her head. "Maya, don't you need heels?"

"Oo hiiinn!" Maya shook her head. The maid reached around and inserted the second earplug.

Maya grunted as the strap at her elbow tightened, pulling her elbows together behind her back.

Seamus saw that everyone was still by him, so he nodded to Sireah. "You know where it is?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Sireah said.

"Good, because I don't remember." Seamus cleared his throat and winced but ordered Sireah to take them to the maze. Mists enveloped everyone and seconds later he was looking at the strangest maze he'd ever seen.

Every bit of the maze was visible. 1/2" vertical copper bars every 6" made up the walls, and the floors were 1'x1' copper plates. They were standing on a platform over the center of the maze. The maze was huge, some 100 yards by 100 yards.

Seamus thought it was strange for the dimensions but supposed it was a play on football field sizes. He heard a buzzing above for a second and so he looked up. A clock was already running and had 2 minutes on it and was counting up.

Seamus heard running feet and looked down to see Maya at the far end of a long straight corridor starting her run, mists still dissipating from around her.

"Go Maya go!" Seamus called out. And immediately felt foolish. Her earplugs had to be serving some purpose.

Maya had started drifting to the right a little and he winced as she got closer and closer to the right wall until the chain on her clamps swung too far, impacted a bar, and...*zap!* Maya jerked to the left a hair and kept running. Unfortunately she didn't move far enough to the left and when the chain swung back to the right again...*zap!*

This time Maya overcorrected and was drifting too far to the left. Thankfully, she was close to the end of the first corridor, and her left foot stepped on the first plate in the intersection and Seamus saw her leap upwards suddenly, shaking her foot a little in midair. She suddenly froze, both legs shooting forward just in time for one foot to slip between bars, and the other to impact a bar...*zap!"

Maya jerked and pushed off that foot just in time for her knee to slip between the bars and the right side of her thigh to come in contact with the bar...*zap!*

Maya jerked, but got her right foot on the ground before she landed...*zap! Zap!* Her left leg jerked but she swiftly pulled it out from between the bars and set it down by her right leg. She stood and started doing a little dancing on top of the plate before she drifted too far forward *zap!*. She jerked back, her clamp chain disengaging with the bars as she whipped her head around, then turned ninety degrees to starboard and ran that direction, slumping slightly once she was past the floor plates of the intersection. She shook her head swiftly and sped up her run.

Seamus looked over to his right and saw a chestnut-haired cheerleader standing at the railing beside him, her knuckles white as she bit her lip watching Maya pelt down the straight.

*Zap!*

The woman next to him winced, and Seamus looked back to see Maya staggering back from the end of the straight stretch, turn right, and move forward quickly.

"Not that..." Seamus started.

*Zap!* Maya's chest had impacted the wall on that side. She carefully put one foot behind her, spun a hundred and eighty degrees around, and started sprinting.

"Not so...!" Seamus started again.

Maya ran headlong into a dead end, having tap-danced over the intersection floor plates at the far end away from them. *Zap!* She turned right. *Zap!* She did a 180 and started to sprint. *Zap!* Maya turned right. *Zap!* She stopped. Carefully backed up. Backed up some more, did another 180 and started slowly walking forward until she started tap-dancing again and then turned right and walked away from the outside wall slowly for five steps and then started running again.

Maya started drifting to the right, her chain swinging and...*Zap!* Maya turned further right and her right breast ran full on into the wall *Zap!* The impact spun her to the right and she ran full on into the side wall. *Zap!* *Bzzzzzt!*

Seamus winced. "Why did she do that?!"

"It's hard to tell when your breasts are swinging while running which way the chain is going." The white knuckled woman said, her eyes not leaving Maya.

"Ah. Wait, that sounds like you've done this..."Seamus inquired.

"To see what Maya went through, yes." The cheerleader impatiently pushed an errant lock of hair back behind her ear. She shot Seamus a quick wince, then slight smile, but returned to watching Maya.

Seamus asked, “You haven't all done it...have you?”

*Zap!* Seamus glanced down to see Maya round another corner.

The chestnut-haired cheerleader laughed with a broad smile. “I guess we never invited you to watch one of our runs yet. I wanted to get better at it before having you watch me.” Her eyes dipped to below his waist to the obvious bulge there and blushed, then focused on Maya.

“Meh-mo,” said a brunette with meticulously done makeup and an extremely thick down-the-bayou accent, smiling easily at Seamus.

“Me too.” Seamus didn't see who said it.

“Deero,” said a tall, very toned cheerleader with a Spanish lilt to her voice.

*Zap! Zap! Zap!* Maya was racing back away from a dead end.

“Like, I would, but the prize would need to be something really good. Like a nose job.”

“No!” A chorus of voices sounded from around Seamus.

*Zap!* Maya made a right turn at the intersection, cutting too close on the edge, clipping the wall with the chain.

Seamus looked toward the blonde who had nearly knocked herself unconscious on the doorway earlier.

*Zap!* Seamus winced. Sighed, looked around surreptitiously and reached down to adjust himself. Why, oh why am I getting off on this?

“No more plastic surgery, Tiffany!” A petite, dark-haired cheerleader planted her hands on her hips.

"My hands are a little tied up at the moment but you're free to use my mouth if you need relief, Seamus. Your Majesty." Helen said in a whisper into his ear.

“Besides, just ask Seamus. He can change any part of your body,” a much taller woman beside her muttered to Tiffany.

Seamus replied to Helen quietly, "Thank you... That sounds nice..."

*Zap!* Seamus watched as Maya carefully angled away from the wall before the chain could hit it again.

Tiffany turned excitedly. “You, like, can really do that?”

Seamus looked over at Tiffany, "Wait, what now?"

“Keiko, how does she forget this fast?” the taller woman asked.

Seamus felt a hand pushing him back from the railing so he stepped back and froze as Helen knelt down in front of him. "Helen?"

“Grace, I gave up trying to figure that out a long time ago.” Keiko rolled her eyes. “Tiffany, honey, remember he gave you the tits you wanted.”

*Zap!*

Helen winked up at Seamus...carefully undid his buttons.

“And the butt,” Grace muttered.

“And the hair,” said another woman, wistful.

Seamus thought back to what he'd said. Drat! "I forgot the end!"

“And the nails,” the neatly groomed brunette added.

*Zap! Zap!* Maya jerked away from the wall, breathing hard.

“And the abs,” Keiko finished.

Seamus frowned. “I really could, but...” He pushed Helen back a little with his tail, but curled his tail affectionately around her waist. "You don't need to."

“Oh please! Like, I'll suck your cock and you can give me a tattoo wherever you want and... wait! Not the face. Or the neck.” Tiffany gasped, her hands shooting up to her neck.

*Zap!*

Helen whispered. "Too slow, Tiffany, I'm already on my knees." She winked at Seamus again and leaned forward, craning her neck, blowing a stream of air into the gap in his pants.

Seamus shivered in delight, the movement slipping him through the hole in the fabric

“Or the hands, those are like super painful. Or the thighs, I really like my thighs. Unless it's the inner thighs, but aren't those...” Tiffany started speeding up after she thought some more.

“Shut up, Tiffany!” A chorus of voices.

Seamus felt lips close on the tip. He sighed in relief. Strained to not...ah screw it. Just go with it!

Tiffany pouted, her eyes starting to water. “But, like...”

One of the smallest cheerleaders turned away from the rail and hugged her.

*Zap!*

“Ahh. You're, like, so good at those!” Tiffany hugged back enthusiastically.

The smaller woman's eyes widened. She gave a strangled gasp. “Less!”

“Oh, sorry, like I forgot.” Tiffany immediately let go and looked concerned.

“All good, girl. Focus on Maya now, a'ight?” The smaller woman stepped back.

"Like sure Cami!" Tiffany smiled and stepped back to the rail. "Go Wardens!" She jumped and cheered. "Maya, Maya!"

Seamus relaxed his tail and did his best to focus on Maya as well.

"Camille! It's...oh never mind." The small woman apparently named Camille said.

Yes. That's what his memory was scrounging up. Camille Nguyễn. Seamus gritted his teeth and tried to remember everyone's names but the memory haze was aggravating, and the distraction, while very nice, wasn't helping.

*Zap!* Seamus turned back to see Maya stagger away from the wall, her head turning like mad.

“Camille, you okay?” Keiko asked.

Camille gave her a thumbs-up.

Seamus shook his head. At least they seemed to be having fun. Somehow. "Did I do this?" He quietly asked no one in particular.

"Indirectly, Your Majesty." Camille answered quietly in return.

*Zap!*

Seamus felt himself twitch deep inside Helen's mouth.

"How?" Seamus exclaimed.

"It was late, you were helping me with my physics homework, ignoring my signals, forgot what time it was, and the app selected this for you." Camille responded.

Seamus shot her a look. "Ignoring your signals, was I?" He struggled to hold back.

Camille smiled. "We're used...or we were used to it." She shook her head. "Do you remember the fact we all were jealous of who was spending time with you?"

Seamus winced. "Sorry."

Camille turned her head and looked at him strangely. "Why? That was pre-app. We did it to ourselves." Camille looked back down and winced.

*Zap!* Twitch.

"Truth? I'm glad Maya thought Custom Girls was a joke on your Palm Pilot." Camille said.

Seamus froze.

*Zap!* Twitch, twitch, cells singing, something important was just said!

"W..." Seamus coughed. "What did you say?"

Camille looked back at him. "Huh? Wow your memory really did get scrambled." She looked sad. "So then...the chem lab that night..."

Camille cleared her throat. "Anyways, Maya added all of us to your app because she thought it was a joke and that you were trying to figure out who to ask out."

Seamus closed his eyes. Flinched at a triple zap. Groaned. "Why everyone?"

Camille said: "Because you weren't making a choice! We flaunted everything! Pulled out every stop. Still, you treated every one of us like friends. Gave your sympathies when someone broke up with their boyfriend, and missed every sign." She looked down pointedly.

*Zap!* Seamus turned to see Maya heading down the next to last corridor, two intersections remaining. "Then I apologize for not seeing you then." Helen paused, then pushed forward and held him close.

"Sugar, kiss me." Camille turned to face him.

Seamus looked at her in surprise. "What?"

"I'm telling you you big dolt. Kiss me! We've done a lot more than this, and I'm missing the hell out of cuddling with you, now kiss me!" Camille stared at him. Her eyes were wide, her scent acrid.

Seamus hesitated again.

*Zap!* Twitch.

Seamus flinched.

Camille ground her teeth. "Screw it." She leaped into a hug with him and buried her face into the side of his chest. "I can't kiss you without a step stool." She complained. "Lower your head. Please, Your Majesty."

Seamus smiled despite himself. A flash of the chem lab spiked his memory and his eyebrows shot up. He bent down and kissed her head.

Camille turned her face up and gave him a swift kiss on the lips. "Finally." She moaned into his mouth. Then dropped down from the kiss, carefully avoiding Helen.

*Zap!* Seamus groaned again and then felt Helen's tongue do something... Intricate. And he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Mhmmhhhhmmm!" Maya suddenly cried out.

Seamus looked down and saw that one of the clover clamps on Maya's nipples had come free and was now dangling from the chain attached to the other clamp that was now swinging even more wildly than before. And that was definitely the final straw and he felt himself thrust forward, deeply, pinning Helen against the railing.

Helen swallowed rapidly and Seamus tried desperately to keep his eyes on Maya.

Maya turned, racing forward, danced on tip toes over the last intersections' metal flooring, and raced into the wide open space of the end of the maze.

Seamus watched Maya get to the center of the room, crossing a checkered line. Maya suddenly blushed, shuddered, and cried out in frustrated near ecstasy.

Seamus saw Lal appear and start to remove Maya's gear, the first being the now hanging clamp, something that caused Maya to screech and jump backwards. Seamus moved himself backwards and Helen rose delicately to her feet, smiled, curtsied, and cleared his eyeline of Maya.

"Hoooh boy. Been a long time since we've had this one." Camille said, looking up at the time clock.

Seamus asked "Had what one?"

Camille said, rolling her eyes: "5, 4, 3, 2, 1..." Her eyes widened and she gasped and jumped. "Hnnnehh." Closed her eyes and swayed hard.

Seamus looked around and saw similar expressions and responses on the faces of everyone in the squad, including the now stumbling Helen. "Ah. A temporary change, I hope."

Camille gasped out: "It's a vibrator, uh... in and on-n-n...ooh...until next maze or if we are wearing, nnnn...nothing!" She squeezed her legs together and gasped. "Why is this so-o-o strong this...this time?! Ooh!" She clawed at the railing. "Why can't I finish?! Aahhhh!"

Seamus suddenly realized the problem. "You weren't there when I said you have to beg to put clothes back on in my presence, or beg to finish or pleasure yourself...were you?"

Camille's eyes shot open. "Ohhh that's evil. And hot. Chem Lab all over again! Oooh! Please! If I have to bargain I'll gladly do it just please!"

Seamus was going to say yes...but that chem lab memory...he leaned in: "Camille."

"Yes, Seamus? Please Seamus!" Camille was half bent over.

Seamus used the leading edge of his wing to lift her chin up until she was standing straight. "Not a sound. Not a movement. Five minutes. Do that, and you have one minute to have your finish. Or...wait an hour to try and I'll give you two minutes. Otherwise your next chance won't be for twelve hours."

Camille panted, moaned.

"But you have to tell me now. Bet on five minutes now. Or bet on five minutes in an hour." Seamus tapped her chin with his wing.

Camille whined, but smiled. "He's back!" She whispered excitedly. "I'll bet on the ho...erm. Hour!"

Seamus nodded. Kept his eyes on her and said loudly: "Same goes for everyone. Tell...Cami..." He snickered at the look on her face. "Your choices."

Tiffany moaned loudly. "Now! I'll like take n-now!"

"No, Tiff, you have to hold for five minutes without moving or talking!" Keiko said evenly. Her cheeks were flushed but she had excellent composure. Even if her hands trembled a little.

Tiffany bit her lip, stood up straight, pursed her lips and held her breath.

"Tiff! You can breathe!" Keiko shot out.

Tiffany gasped loudly. "Oh, like, that was so hard! So can I cum now?"

"No!" Came the chorus of voices.

Keiko smiled thinly. "You bet five minutes immediately and failed. Now you have to wait twelve hours to try again."

Tiffany looked at her in horror. "No!" Her face crumpled. "Okay." She sighed. And started stripping.

Keiko laughed. "Don't think you can make it?"

Tiffany mournfully looked at her top. "I know I can't."

Seamus looked at Tiffany's face, and opened his mouth.

Keiko saw him start to talk and swiftly got his attention and put her finger to her lips and shook her head.

Seamus looked back at the now nearly naked Tiffany. And shrugged. Nodded at Keiko, who beamed at him.

Seamus smiled ruefully. I needed this. Badly.

Yes dear. You do. Alice thought at him.

Seamus looked down into the end of the maze just below them where Lal was removing the gag. "You okay, Maya?" He called.

"Yes. I am." Maya rotated her shoulder and winced as she rubbed her nipples, her knees angled together and she pressed her thighs together. "I'd forgotten how much it hurt getting one yanked off."

"Need me to rub and kiss it better?" Seamus winced and was about to apologize but decided to leave the flirtation alone.

"Very much so. But you wanted to get to lunch and if we don't go soon, I might be a puddle on the floor. I need something distracting me soon." Maya said. She accepted clothing from Lal and started to put it on, failed, shook her head quickly.

"Hey Seamus?" Maya dropped to her knees and held up her hands in puppy dog begging motions. "Haayuu haaayuuu!" She whined with big eyes.

Seamus snorted in laughter. "Yes, spot, you can get dressed." He turned to Helen and laughed, then heard a couple of gasps and looked back to see Maya standing up, her nose now black, with white fur and black dalmatian spots appearing on her face. He covered his face with his hands. "Idiot!"

Maya looked confused. Then her eyes crossed, she reached up and felt her face. And laughed. "Seamus?"

"Yes?" Seamus said, peering through slits in between his fingers, hiding his embarrassment badly.

"I think I'd rather be your pony than your puppy...I kind of like my horse tail. Plus hauling you behind me, knowing you're looking at me, might be kind of sexy." Maya fidgeted and looked hopeful.

Sighing, Seamus opened the app. Went looking for why people were changing at whim. Found something the app had purchased on his behalf: 'CG's shall reshape to user's desires.' A chill ran through him. He looked for a toggle, but there wasn't one. The app instead, helpfully stated: 'Changes may be directed in specific genres per CG.'

Seamus closed his eyes, opened them, went hunting for Maya's profile. And found her options:

1. Puppy: CG shall physically reshape to have puppy girl features. Choose breed from drop-down below.

2. Pony: CG shall physically reshape to have pony girl features. Choose breed from drop down below.

3. Bunny: CG shall physically reshape to have bunny girl features. Choose breed from drop down below. Note: Reverse Bunny Uniform will be provided to CG upon selection.

Seamus groaned. Selected pony, Arabian, and accept. He looked back up and Maya started losing her puppy features and started gaining horse ears, her tail got softer, and he could see she now had a mane partway down her back, along with something slightly different that he couldn't figure out until Maya stuck out her tongue inquisitively and he realized it was extremely long. Thankfully though, that seemed to be the end of the changes... So far.

Maya grinned and flicked her tail. "Thanks!"

Seamus pinched his nose. "Let's just go to lunch, shall we everyone?"