An introduction and the shop

Charlotte could hear the faint sobbing coming from one of the rooms off the hallways she was walking down, her pussy was on fire with lust as she kept her magic hand active, rubbing her ass and picking things up as she got used to controlling the extra input from the hand. Pausing, Charlotte quietly knocked on the door, opening it as she realised the door was only on the latch.

Inside the room Josephine was red in the face, her nose running as fat tears slid down her cheeks and her fox tail thrashed in distress. Charlotte felt a twinge of sympathy and slowly approached, crouching down next to Josephine and putting one hand gently on her back.

“Hey…listen I understand if you don’t want to talk to me. I just want you to know I’m here. I know you don’t want to be here and you’ve had a rough time of it, I can honestly say that none of us want to be here. Especially Rose, I know her. And this isn’t something she would have ever wanted.”

Josephine looked up, a fresh wave of tears rolling down her cheeks as her fox ears twitched.

“Oh as if…” she hiccuped “..you expect me to believe that. This must be that tranny’s fucking paradise!”

Josephine Murry: -2 VP (Transphobic slur)

The slap was unexpected, both Charlotte and Josephine were surprised as the red handprint formed on Josephine’s cheek and a Charlotte’s voice grew harder.

“For gods sake, you don’t even know Rose! Did you ever have a conversation with her before you decided she was going to be your target!?”

Josephine looked away and Charlotte grabbed her by one of her ears, twisting her head back around to look at her.

“Rose will forgive you if you just fucking try. Show you can change and you might stand a chance of still being something like yourself when this show ends. Keep this up though and you’ll cease to exist, replaced by a mewling mess of transformations.”

Josephine tried to meet Charlotte’s eyes but dropped her gaze, not able to out glare the angry elven girl. Charlotte released her grip on Josephine’s ear.

“Now where is Rebecca? Or someone I can leave you with so you’re not wallowing in here on your own?”

Josephine shook her head a little.

“Rebecca found me in here but she said I needed to just snap out of it. She said she saw a sign leading towards the shop and she wanted to check it out, she said maybe I could use all the BP I have to get something to help..”

Charlotte reached down and grabbed Josephine’s hand, tugging her to her feet and out into the corridor, looking around to spot the sign for the store before starting to march in that direction.

“I’m not helping you because I like you by the way, I’m helping you because no one should be left to wallow in their misery!”

Josephine stumbled along behind Charlotte, her tail flicking from side to side as it adjusted to help her keep her balance. The new sensory input from her fox ears was taking a bit of time to get used to. As they emerged from the corridor into a area of the lodge that looked like a shopping lobby, a large sign reading

BP Shop - Ask about how to earn Discounts

Rebecca was already in the shop, looking through one of several terminals spaced around the store as well as racks of various items, ranging from chocolate bars to a rather large array of sex toys and bondage gear.

Rebecca tapped one more button on the console and a notification appeared above her head.

Rebecca Evans: -100VP - Discount 50% - +50BP

At the back of the store, stepping forward as Charlotte dragged Josephine into the store, emerged a tall woman with white hair and very dark make-up around her eyes as well as a form fitting gown.

“Well hello there sweet things…what can I help you poor unfortunate souls with today?”

The woman leaned on one of the terminals, resting her hand on her chin and smiling widely. Charlotte let go of Josephine’s hand now she’d gotten her into the store and looked around.

“Uh…hi. So..we can spend our BP here right? What can we spend it on…and…who are you?”

The strange woman giggled, high pitched and manic.

“Ooh questions! Good questions all…yes young soul, you can spend those shiny little BP points here for all kinds of things…what you can see on the shelves…transformations…spells in your case as well…or something as simple as a dildo to help relieve some of that poor pressure building between your legs! As for who I am? Well that’s an interesting tale sure as sure…”

The woman giggled again, stepping around the terminal and walking towards Charlotte, her height now more obvious. A veritable giant at six and a half feet, only six inches shorter than Aurora.

“I..well…history has slightly twisted the facts. As did Mary so her book would sell…you may call me Victoria…Victoria Frankenstein…”