It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year (non-canon)

The ‘shop’ was little more than an afterthought, shoved into a small room off the main lobby. The bright cutesy anime shop girl character designs stenciled along the side at once fit and didn’t fit the clearly advanced white touchscreens, the character's dress a mix of ancient and modern, with open shoulder kimonos and perfectly modern golf caps. And as if to torment them for no reason, or to make a gross mockery of the mundane, a low din of Christmas music fills the air of this secluded room.

“You don’t have to wear that if you don’t want to.” Ben points to Marika’s fetishistic French Maid outfit, the end of a variety of small and meaningless conversations they had as they traveled down the disturbingly empty corridors, nobody else from the cast present. Marika only looks down, clearly shy. “It’s the only thing that I have. And I know that it’s clean, I handwash it every night before I’m… before I go to bed.” Marika looks down again, and Ben shudders. ‘Before I’m tied into a breeding post like an animal,’ she means.

“Maybe if we have some points left over, we can buy you something.” Ben says this, but even he questions if that was viable. Would Yuki let her little dress up doll out of the outfit she gave her? As much as Ben wishes he could give her some clothing besides her imposed identity as a maid, it didn’t feel likely to work.

Marika nods, though she too seems lukewarm with the prospect. “Maybe. I just hope that we can find something the others will like.” Ben approaches the touchscreen with her, knowing it was a foolish hope. The problem would be finding something that the person who received it could live with.

He let Marika touch the screen, and it came to life like any touch screen. The screen arrayed the options just like Ben’s local McDonald’s, only these could shape people’s bodies in a whole different way.

Boons
Clothing
Compulsions
General Items
Personalities and Other Mind TFs
Proportions and Other Body TFs
Sabotage
Sex Toys
Unknown/Other

Marika stood there like a deer in headlights, paralyzed by choice. Ben reached forward, taking charge and pressing ‘Boons.’ The subcategory opened:

Ass, But Like Boobs
No Fuss, No Muss Anal
Small but Sensitive
Target Sighted: Lesbian

There is a randomizer at the bottom, along with a search bar. Ben reaches forward, deciding to look at the first option.

Ass, But Like Boobs- The user's ass will take on a much softer texture, feeling like the texture of breasts. This does not affect muscle function, is purely an aesthetic change.-7,000 BP

Ben looks askance at this option. Would that even be sexy, or just weird? Breasts should feel like breasts, butts should feel like butts. This doesn’t sound appealing to him, like most guys he’d guess… Wouldn’t this be better under Sabotage? He leans forward, clicking back, then going to No Fuss, No Muss Anal.

No Fuss, No Muss Anal- The anus and intestine produce a natural lube, much like the vagina. Prelubed, you can get started without any of the boring lubing up!-15,000 BP

Ben clicks through all of the options, ultimately ending up on Target Sighted: Lesbian. As he does, he sees the commonality that means that nobody would choose these.

‘Small but Sensitive- Decreases bra size by one cup, but increases breast sensitivity by 30%. 8,500 BP

Target Sighted: Lesbian- Every girl who sees the female user/target will find themselves aroused thinking about her. This effect lingers until they have had sex with her once. -20,000 BP

Target Sighted: Lesbian-Increased Strength- In addition to becoming aroused, they will have fantasies about the target that will slowly increase to become more hardcore and ****. The effect lingers until they have sex with her once. 5,000 BP \

All of the boons that don’t have obvious downsides are so expensive nobody could buy them alone. There are those that are weird that nobody would want that are still far too expensive. And then there are the sort of trade off boons, the give something to get something boons that are affordable, but then you have to take the trade off. Nobody would buy any of these…

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5 PM

“These prices are outrageous!”

Monica slams her fist against the kiosk, which makes a cartoonish moan as a response. “Harder!” It chirps.

The other woman’s hand lands on her shoulder, showing her support. Ashley tries to calm down her… whatever Monica was to her now. She had awoken about 2 hours ago, already standing, looking at Monica playing some racing game in the arcade. It was only when she collapsed that Monica turned around and saw that she was free from Callie’s Kiss.

Monica had quickly tried to calm the woman, but Ashley only hugged her tightly and stopped her when she tried to explain. She knew what happened. She’d watched it all like a passenger in her own body. She knew Monica had saved her.

Monica offered to let Ashley go back to her room, but Ashley had asked to stay with her. With her Mistress. Or her friend? Her coworker? All of these views and more existed in Ashley, as she looked at the woman in front of her.

She was still butch like she was before Ashley had regained her senses. Ashley knew that she was changing her just by being with her, so that must mean that she viewed Monica as a big ****, a protective ****. A Mistress though? Maybe.

“So what do you think we should do?” Monica’s warm eyes fall upon Ashley, and she couldn’t help but blush at her own thoughts.

“Well, uh, the Boons were expensive, but we sort of guessed that before we came here. Still, the other ones are… well yikes to be honest. So, we just take the biggest boon we can afford.” Ashley tries to project some modicum of assertiveness to her voice, but as the bigger woman smiles, she can’t help but melt a little as Monica’s strong hand finds her shoulder.

“Which one? We looked at like 50. None of them came across as good enough for their ludicrous prices though.”

Ashley tried to keep her eyes on her, but then lowered them. “You didn’t think of the best one you could afford? I knew I had 5250, and so I kept a running list of acceptable ones. There was that ‘Hurts so Good’ one, that made pain into pleasure regardless of source. Yes, it made it so you could only orgasm from pain, but I mean, that was at least sort of useful, unlike ‘Heels, Heal, Heel’ or ‘Milk and Honey’…”

Monica’s grip on her shoulder grows firmer. “Ashley. I know you’ve had a rough go of it recently, but I believe in Ben. He won’t turn into some monster sadist just because he has no leash. He’s not going to go full whips and chains any moment now. I know that you were trapped in that headspace for 24 hours, but you need to let it go. I’m just going to tell you now, that’s a pretty shit present.”

“Well, we only get to choose shit. Or sabotage. I don’t know what I expected, but that…”

Monica shushes her. “How about I tell you what I’m getting? You’re right, I was keeping a mental list, but I think the one that really stood out to me was ‘Small, but Sensitive.’ So, it sounds like we’re going to randomly give these gifts right? Well nearly half of us have enhanced boobs now, you do, Callie does, Maricela does, Wendy does, and lord only knows that I will given Ben’s… tastes. So a small bump down for a bit more sensitivity sounds good to me. It sort of helps, right?”

Ashley nods. Then she releases a sigh. “Ok, fine, ‘Hurts so Good’ wasn’t my top choice. It was… It was ‘Target Sighted,’ the enhanced one. It… well, if you have sex with everybody, which at this point seems like a foregone conclusion, then it’d basically do nothing right?”

Ashley looks at her, and thinks of how she once pushed Monica to pleasure her. How Monica had forgiven her. And wonders if maybe, she almost wants to get this transformation herself, to make some sort of amends. Still, there is some logic there. If this place was going to be a fuckfest, for 5,250 it was either that or something like the one where people are basically compelled to lick you. Either that or something that wasn’t even a boon. Though it showed just how twisted this show was that this was even considered a boon…

If Monica can sense the darkness in her partner's eyes, she doesn't show it. “You’re right. And hopefully I get it. I’m already bi, so it’s no big deal to me. I’d just go around and make Ben jealous by sleeping with everybody before he can.”

So with a laugh and a bit of a devil may care attitude, they purchased their items.

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“WHAT IN THE FUCK IS THAT?!”

Ben screams, startling Marika. Marika follows his finger, pointing at the blue ghost standing at another kiosk. That’s the best way to describe it, although as he watches, the ghost seemed to float to the sky, only to reappear where they were like a bad vhs tape struggling to track.

Still it didn't move, so Ben looked a bit closer. What had initially appeared to be a two headed monster was actually two people. He makes out Ashley’s face, and it is clear that she is hugging someone. He steps closer and from there, it’s clear that it’s Monica. They look like they are moving to the sky again, before the ghostly effect seems to skip to the next frame: the two walking away, holding hands. Then the visual artifact disappears, like it had never been there.

“I hope they’re ok.” Marika says this as she looks at the place where the ghosts just were. Ben turns back to the kiosk. “I’m sure they are.” He sighs. This must be what Yuki meant by hiccups in time. Everyone had been here to buy things. That was just a moment in time we saw.

“Ok, let’s go through the others, hopefully there’s something halfway decent in there.” Ben says, though if these were his choices for boons, the rest were bound to be much worse.

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2 PM

The three older women looked at a kiosk, each hovering over a separate screen. Each expressing frustration.

“How’s Clothing?” Emma says, as she scrolls through another category.

“Useless. Unless you want to show up to work in a schoolgirl or bunnygirl outfit. Although there is this one. It says you only need to wear skirts, it’s called ‘Easy Access’ and… Oh, uh, never mind. It says there’s some kind of anal prerequisite.” Emma could only smile, as she could hear the blush in the conservative woman’s voice.

Emma responds in kind. “Compulsions aren't much better, let me tell you. There are some that make my punishment seem tame in comparison. The cheapest one involves… well other butt stuff, let me just say that. And the most expensive one is still sort of cheap at 1,500, and it makes you have a ****-like experience from semen. How about you, Yua?”

“Oh, uh, yes. Well, there just seems to be no limit to the body transformations. I think I could refresh every 5 seconds and be here for the rest of the day before I get a duplicate.” Yua doesn’t mention the fact that she was mostly looking for the others now, her own purchase made on the first screen.

Maricela switched over to General Items and Emma changed over to Mental TFs, but still there was nothing amazing on offer. Soon they all convened in the center of the room. Emma, like always, took the lead in this new group.

“Ok, so let’s list our top 3 things we could imagine buying. Here are mine.:

‘Like a Cat’-Seeks belly rubs, but at random points tries to push at the person rubbing, only to feel guilty afterward. 600 BP

‘The Bunisher’- Can orgasm from spanking. 4500 BP

‘Nipple Clamps of Teasing’- Will tease the nipples attached to them once every hour for five minutes. 1200 BP”

Maricela looks down. “Were those really the best you got? Each of them sounds either boring or downright terrifying. Now the first one I’d need to borrow a few points, but I can afford the others. Here are mine.”

Like a Fine Wine-Lactates fine wine. On consumption of a cheaper stronger ****, can lactate a finer version of it. 4,000 BP

Dreams of a Lonely Housewife- Whoever is the greatest distance (physical, emotional) from the user will share a dream with the user, both sharing in the sensation of a sexy dream. The exact content of the dream is the darkest fetish both participants share. 3750 BP

Tearaway Clothes- All clothes worn by the user will be tearaway, popping seams at the slightest pressure. 2000 BP

Yua looks at Maricela. “Uh, those are fine of course. Here are mine.”

Stay on Target- Every time someone cums inside the user, they will ovulate, unless they are already pregnant. 4000 BP

Multiple Mania- Twins, triplets, the sky’s the limit! The user becomes more likely to have multiple births. They will feel a greater mental thrill at the number, almost viewing it like a high score to be beaten. 2200 BP

Pleasurable Birth- Will orgasm during birth. 100 BP

“Ok, this is just silly Yua. Every one of yours is about giving birth! And they wouldn’t even affect anything from the competition?” Emma cradles her forehead in her hand. And she only deepens her facepalm. “And yours aren’t much better, Maricela. Is this really the best we all have? Maybe we should go for sabotage, at least those…”

Yua and Maricela both shake their head. “No!” Maricela continues, “You can try to explain yourself to Goshujin-sama, but if you do that, you’re no longer part of the group. We swore after the belt incident that we would be good. No more underhanded schemes, only trying to help each other to pleasure Goshujin-sama, to survive to the end. You might be the least bound to him at this point, and you probably want him to punish you, but I’m putting my foot down.”

Emma puts up her hands. “Alright. Well, I’m taking… .The Bunisher anyways. You never know about where this competition is going, but… that night, it felt like it was just the first time of many…” Maricela looks at her, before sighing. “I think that I’m going to take the dreams. I mean, just how bad can dreams really be?” Yua looks at the two of them, before shrugging. “I want to keep looking. You guys are right, I need to get over this whole breeding thing, and I’ll keep looking until I do. But still, I think I’ll come back later, after I think about it. I need to get going to get ready for tonight’s date”

And with that Yua leaves. As she does, she takes a package from her sleeve, which the machine had spit out on her purchase. She reads the tag.

Helps the Body Grow Strong- The user will lactate. This effect doubles the nutritional value of milk given to breastfeeding children. When consumed by the Master, it will increase his libido, possibly leading to multiple orgasms upon drinking enough. Other women who drink it will find themselves especially fertile. Will feel physically sick if she does not have others drink it. 4500 BP

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“There’s another one.”

Ben is now at a different kiosk, trying to help sort out all of the crappy tfs in the non-boon sections. Still, none seem as good as the boons, so he wonders why he even bothers. That’s when he noticed the ghost of Yua. She was clutching something to her chest, like she treasures it deeply.

“Yua…” Marika looks back, a bit spellbound by the ghost. Her eyes bear a hint of sadness, a plaintive sigh passing her lips. Only when the apparition disappears, she turns back to the task at hand, refreshing through the countless choices.

“Marika, what do you think of Yua now? I know she said that you ended on a decent enough place, but still, there are always two sides to every story.”

Marika goes quiet for a second. Then she speaks. “I… It’s sort of embarrassing, but she’s sort of my idol. She’s perfect. She’s beautiful, sexy, and so loving. I let her down. She wanted something, and I couldn’t give it to her. I questioned why for a long time. Now, I know the answer why. It’s because I was never happy as a man to begin with. When I played as female avatars in games, I told everyone it was so I could see the jiggle physics. But now I know that it was because that’s who I wanted to be. The world kept shoving me back into the box of male. My parents arranged a marriage. Every moment a lie.”

Like a script. Yuki had said what changes Marika had, and Otokonoko said that it would turn out like this. Still, to hear it in her own words made Ben shudder.

Otokonoko-Views herself as a girl, a trans woman. Is attracted to men, and remembers her previous life, but views it as a lie society inflicted on her. She is happy to be herself now.

Ben looks down at his work, trying to forget that it was a change, trying to roll with the punches. Every time he fought, it felt like he only hurt the person who had been changed. So he tried to accept it as a certainty of his new reality. And after a bit, it didn’t sting as much.

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7 PM

“I might need to do sabotage.”

Wendy gave Callie a concerned look. In order to get this outfit, Wendy had spent 5000 points. Most of those had been for all of the add-ons, like making it not auto-fit to her, making it removable, making it so that it wasn’t the only outfit she could wear, making the butt plug not be shaped like Master, getting a normal fully-covering trench coat. Originally it cost 600 points, but after all of those multiplicative modifiers, it was 5000. Which left her with 600. “I just don’t have the points for anything else.”

“I could loan you some? Or maybe just give it to you. I don’t really feel like buying a boon. They all feel so boring.” Callie had been easy to find after Wendy’s reconciliation with Master. And like she had thought, the two had quickly come to recognize that neither was a threat, and bizarrely, Callie acted like she desperately wanted a friend too. Or at least that’s what Wendy believed, given the ease between them as the two had walked down here.

“Shouldn’t you do it though, you know, for the fans? Won’t they be upset at you, think you’re being, well, a bitch or something?” Wendy speaks with genuine concern, but Callie appears actively disinterested, as she looks through the items.

“You don’t get anything from them anyways. BP is so useless, it’s basically a joke. And unless I just absolutely tank the last couple challenges, I think I’m pretty much on a glide-path to 100. I mean, barring Yuki doing something like setting me to 0 for no good reason, I think I’m pretty safe.”

“You really shouldn’t say that.”

“Well, I can’t take back the truth. And I only care about what Master thinks anyways. And I think in the end, that’s what the audience wants anyways. So, what is the maximum amount you can transfer again?”

Wendy clicks through, and looks shocked. “There… doesn’t seem to be a limit. It says you can only do 10% of VPs, but… it says all BPs.”

“Ok cool. Although… actually, I think I want this one. So… I can give you 4750 BP. That’ll boost you up to 5350.” Callie pressed a button, taking a box from the machine and walking behind Wendy.

Wendy scans before refreshing the screen. Callie wraps her arms around her from behind, her hand going under the jacket. As she plays with Wendy’s nipple, Wendy tries to push her off half-heartedly.

“Actually, if I’m going to give you so much, I think you should join me on the sabotage train. I’ll only give you the points if we can be besties in that regard too. And they’re just so cheap, this is probably our one chance to really buy a big item.”

On the top of the Sabotage section is a small animation of 3 frames of Yuki blowing a kiss. Next to it, it reads 50% off Special Birthday sale!

Of course, it’s only for that one section, the sabotage section, which is perfectly on brand for Yuki. So as Wendy scrolls through the list, Callie pokes at one, curious.

Do or Die- The target must sleep with the Master within 24 hours or suffer elimination. 15,000 BP, limited time sale 7,500 BP.

Wendy slapped Callie’s hand away. “You know I can’t afford that!” Callie only reached back to tease Wendy’s nipple. “Yeah, but I could’ve. Still, my gift is a matter of justice. And it’s a secret. I’m not telling anyone.”

“I wish you’d stop playing. Nobody is going to find it funny if you bought some gigantic sabotage that causes somebody to get eliminated. And stop that, I just had sex, you’re not going to get into my pants that easily.”

“Says the woman who came to me in a fucking trench coat like a perv. And still hasn’t pushed my hand away.” Callie smiles.

“Ok fine. Here, this one.”

Take My Everything- Gives the user’s tfs to another person for 24 hours. During this period, all tfs are reverted for the user. 10,000 BP, limited time sale 5,000 BP

Wendy lingers on this option for a while. “I don’t think this one is too bad, I mean, what do I have, really? I just have a bdsm kink, which is really one of the best transformations, and I enjoy being called ‘good girl.’ So, that shouldn’t be too bad… right? Now let’s get out of here. I’m going to have to punish you if you keep acting naughty.”

“Fine, but only if you let me have a turn on the top too.”

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The next set puts Ben ill at ease. It’s Callie, and based on the trench coat, Wendy. Callie holds the sides of Wendy’s head, looking like she’s… about to kiss Wendy. Ben stopped, walking toward the temporal aberration. They were both smiling. But would one of their smiles soon be replaced with an empty look of submission…

“This is useless. I’m going back to the boons, Goshujin-sama, I have one in mind.”

Ben sort of looks at the ghost, before turning back to Marika. “What are you thinking?”

Marika smiles. “Well, I was thinking, I sort of enjoy my toys. Some of those aren’t bad in the boons section, like this one.”

The Master’s Wisdom- Takes the form of a dildo. Can be caused to ejaculate after sucking it with worshipful intent. After it does, it grants a form of clarity where they have a sense for what they must do in order to avoid disaster. Each subsequent use will increase the necessary duration of the blowjob. 10,000 BP

Ben looks at the item, then at Marika, as she wets her lips. There is a slight clouding to her eyes. “Goshujin-sama, could we… I feel like my mouth is empty, and I’m sort of thirsty. I think I… want to give you oral pleasure? Could I?”

Ben looks at Marika, his hands going to her shoulders. “I think I know what’s happening. Just hang on, but should we buy this now? It’s been a while, and I’m not sure how long this day will last.” I did this, we’ve spent too much time and I don’t want her to suck me off just because I left it upstairs…

Marika looks at him, before nodding. “Whatever brings you joy, Goshujin-sama.” As Ben turns to the kiosk, he lets go of Marika’s shoulders and she drops to her knees. Ben quickly goes through the menus to give Marika his BP, then buy her choice, he feels her lips on the outside of his pants, laying a kiss on his crotch. Soon her tongue is rubbing along the front, and Ben feels himself grow hard, wishing that all of these steps could just go faster. Soon, he finishes, his hand catching Marika’s head as her teeth find his zipper.

“We need to get that gag on you, stat. Stand up.” “Yes, sir.” She stands, as Ben curses at himself for not remembering that in the heat of the moment. And with that, he grabs Marika’s shoulders, and walks her back to his room, the package in his arms.