(Main story) No, enough with these two already.

Nono.

All of this was way, way too addicting.

I need to control everything first, if I want to truly enjoy all the fruits of my labor.

I needed to restrict myself.

As much as it pained me... I hit the reverse-button on Gretchen's relationship stats.

The newly formed mother-daughter combo stopped what they were doing, froze, and turned into drooling zombies again.

Lana was slobbering all over Gretchen's nipple now.

This time the adjustments took only 15 seconds, and soon both women were back to their original brains.

They were confused to find themselves positioned like this, but it appeared that my previous order of standing still quietly was still active, as they quickly took their spots on the floor back.

Gretchen was more bothered by what the fuck had just happened, but could do nothing about it. Just look disoriented. It probably felt weird to have Lana's cold saliva still dribbling down her tit and her body... and not have any real reason to why that was.

Yeah. I had to stop. I was going to burn out fucking these two bitches to oblivion.

I needed to send Lana back to the dungeon. She still wasn't safe from any kind of attack Maria might be hatching.

But...

Before I do anything else....

Might as well take care of one more important thing.

It was that time.

It's once again time to choose... a trait upgrade.

Poll now over, here's the top 10.