The Temperature Plummets

Dana's heart was pounding in her chest rapid fire as she watched the light slowly die in Patika's eyes. Blood roared through her ears as her entire body shook and shivered as ecstasy pulsed through her muscles causing them to spasm as an electric thrill ran through her from head to toes. She was having trouble seeing anything except Patika's lips, slowly slipping open as her jaw became slack, and her eyes, becoming blank and listless, and so fucking hot... There was the old saying, 'the lights are on but nobody's home,' but this was slightly different. The lights were completely out now, and the welcome mat was laid out in front of a wide open door.

"Patika?" Dana said, her voice shaky with lust fueled excitement as she whispered invisibly from the side. "Can you hear me?"

"I can hear you..." Oh shit...that soft, vacant voice was really doing it for her. Dana looked around like a young woman discovering porn for the first time. Slowly, carefully, as though afraid she might break the spell, Dana reached out and poked Patika's arm. Damn, it was like poking an iron rod...but there was no reaction from the hypnotized Indian woman staring blankly at the still swinging coin. Dana giggled happily.

"These are not the droids you're looking for," she whispered huskily into Patika's ear.

"These are not the droids I'm looking for..." Patika parroted back, much to Dana's glee.

"Move along."

"Move along..." Dana's giggles were cut off as Patika started to rise.

"Oops! No no, don't actually do that. Sorry, just stay right there and keep watching the pretty coin."

"Stay right here...and keep watching the pretty coin..." Oh this was WAY too much fun... What else could she make her say?

"Are you having fun?"

Dana jumped like a startled rabbit as Victoria- no Vicky's voice called to her from the gym's entrance, the fit woman smirking at the scene before her with those deathly calm green eyes. Eyes that seemed to be looking right past Dana, only favoring Patika.

"As a matter of fact yes I was," Dana said, sticking her tongue out at the underwear clad former Coach...'s embodiment of her dark desires. Or something. Vicky's eyes darted away from Patika for a moment, sliding past Dana as though not really seeing her, only to latch right back onto Patika as she continued to swing the little coin in front of her own eyes, utterly transfixed by it, unaware that Vicky was even in the room...much like how Vicky seemed to be pretending that Dana wasn't even in the-

Oh right, she was still invisible!

Oops! Dana tugged the bedsheet off of her body and set it on the floor, smiling bashfully as she adjusted her glasses. Vicky's eyes finally found her and the other woman's smile became cat-like. Cats didn't eat bunnies right? No, surely that was silly! Doggies ate bunnies! Dana really shouldn't be thinking of things like that in such cutesy words...

"I must say," Vicky said, stepping up next to Dana and looking Patika over from top to bottom, gaze lingering on some parts that Dana ignored earlier, "Your plan worked very well. Good job." The surge of pride that welled up in Dana's chest probably shouldn't have felt so good coming from her formerly incarcerated coach...but Dana couldn't help but enjoy when her achievements were acknowledged. She was only human after all...well mostly.

"Well, I knew that Patika was a good first choice," Dana bragged as humbly as she could manage while filled with prideful endorphins. "She's shown herself to be uh...not too resistant to mental manipulations."

"Her mind is weak," Vicky said, far less tactfully, squatting down to cup Patika's chin gently, almost stroking her like a pet as she stared into those blank, empty eyes dutifully tracking the coin's rhythmic swing.

"My mind is weak..." Patika murmured softly, blankly, her voice sending a thrill between Dana's legs and causing Vicky to grin happily. Dana felt like fanning herself a bit, that was just too hot!

"So um...what are you going to do to her?" Dana asked, trying to make her voice sound steady and not filled with eager anticipation. "Nothing too bad right? Just things to make her stay here feel more...enjoyable?" Dana felt as though setting some boundaries would be a good thing, but it was going to be hard for Vicky to take her seriously when she was practically salivating at the thought of obedient, empty Patika serving out all of Vicky's darkest desires. Vicky's smile made Dana uncomfortable, but it also sent a jolt of warm lightning through her core that made her impatient to begin.

"First I'm just going to chat with her," Vicky said coolly, turning her attention to the enraptured Patika and licking her lips slowly. "Patika, do you know who's speaking with you right now?"

"Yes..." Patika intoned breathlessly, her glazed eyes still following the watch that she helplessly continued to swing before her own eyes.

"Say my name dear."

"Coach Victoria..."

"Good girl, but simply 'Coach' will do for now. Do you understand?"

"Yes Coach..."

"Good, whenever you agree to do something I say I want you to feel very, very good about it. A lovely wave of pleasure flowing out from your core to your limbs making you relaxed and compliant. Do you understand?"

"Yes Coach...mmmm..." Patika's body shuddered as that wave of programmed bliss exuded from just below her toned tummy and made her limbs shake slightly, sending the coin wobbling back and forth, but Patika's eyes kept dutiful track of it, staring at it like a woman possessed.

"Very good," Vicky purred, stroking under Patika's chin once more. "I want you to tell me about yourself and your roommate Lauren next... Have you been using the care products Nymeera provided for us? Shampoo? Soap? Conditioner? Anything?" Dana frowned, why was Vicky worried about hygiene? Was she not willing to have sex with someone who hadn't properly showered first? Dana thought this did make a bit of sense, but as Victoria's newly formed alter ego could she really afford to be so picky?

"I ate one of the chocolates mm...but nothing else. Lauren didn't want to, ah...told me not to either when I showered this morning."

"How was it!" Dana blurted out, really curious about the chocolate. Suki had set all the chocolates aside at Victoria's prompting, and no one had eaten one from her room yet, but Dana really wanted to know if they were **** or anything.

"It was good. I like chocolate." Dana's bunny ears drooped down in complete disappointment. They were just normal chocolates? What a ripoff!

"And what did you do immediately after eating one?" Vicky asked with a soft smile directed at the deflated Dana.

"I...I played with myself...because I got really horny..." Dana's ears perked right back up again. "I...didn't want to... The audience watching...felt so nerve-wracking, but I couldn't help myself. It felt too good..."

"Chocolate is a natural aphrodisiac," Vicky said quietly to Dana alone. "Victoria had a feeling that Nymeera would do something to play with that. Seems she was right. Good job Victoria," Vicky said snickering darkly. "Did Lauren eat one as well?"

"No...it was still there in the morning when I woke up. Lauren was really paranoid about everything this morning... The shampoo, the chocolate...the air...said Nymeera was manipulating us somehow...but she was also a lot more relaxed than I'd ever seen her, so I thought she was okay."

"Interesting..." Vicky said, putting her hand to her chin, deep in thought. Dana frowned and played out the scenario in her own head...something was definitely missing. Patika was masturbating herself, then wakes up and Lauren is suddenly super relaxed and worried about being manipulated by Nymeera?

"They had sex!" Dana shouted, her pussy tingling with delight at the revelation. She clamped her hands over her mouth and looked toward the gym entrance, but no one else was there. Vicky just chuckled and looked back at Patika.

"Do you remember having sex with Lauren?"

"No Coach..."

"They...didn't have sex?" Dana was sure SOMETHING happened between them, but why wouldn't Patika remember sex with Lauren?

"I'm sure Patika just has trouble remembering things. She does have a very weak mind after all, isn't that right Patika?"

"Yes Coach, I have trouble remembering things. I have a very weak mind..."

"That's right. In that case you don't need to remember any of this either, okay Patika dear?"

"Yes Coach. I don't need to remember any of this..."

"Good girl..." Fuck why was this so hot? Was it because it was wrong? Did the taboo of it make it hotter? Or was Dana getting off on watching thanks to her transformation?

"Well, at least Lauren is enjoying herself a bit more..." Dana said, clenching her legs together tightly to keep herself from rubbing them against each other. "She's had such a stick up her ass the whole day we arrived on the show."

"You know...I suspect we may be able to help with that..." Vicky said, eyes glittering darkly.

"What do you mean?" Dana asked, feeling nervous about the look in Vicky's eye, but too morbidly curious to stop her as she leaned close to Patika and whispered in her ear.

"I know it's hard to remember, but I want you to keep some instructions in mind... Nothing you need to remember consciously, but things that your body will know and act out without thinking about it, just like when you agree to obey your Coach and get to feel good. Understand?"

"Ooo, yes Coach..."

"Good girl. First, when you finish your workout here, I want you to shower up in your room, and make sure to use the shampoo, the conditioner, soap, anything Nymeera gave you to use. I also want you to help Lauren by inviting her into the shower with you..." Dana's face started to get hot. "You'll help her clean her body, using the body care products provided by the hotel. Don't worry about Lauren saying no, just keep asking until she says yes. I'll give you some tips on how to ask..." Dana NEEDED to see that... Needed to become invisible and watch Patika and Lauren in the shower...soaping each other up...following Vicky's instructions...

"Nghhh..." Dana moaned out loud, unable to hold back as the heat from her core started to making her feel flush and wet... Vicky wasn't just going to have sex with Patika now and mark a notch on her belt...she was going to turn this whole harem into her own personal playhouse. It was perfect...exactly what Dana wanted. All the girls were too focused on the negative aspects of this vacation. It felt like none of them were really opening themselves up to the possibility of seriously enjoying their time here. It was a super ritzy hotel where fucking MAGIC existed! Seriously! Hemming and hawing about being in their former teacher's new harem was such a waste of effort. Mr. Carter- ooo wasn't even a bad guy, and the body he had now was seriously nice. Dana could imagine far worse **** situations...hell, she could imagine far worse normal vacations! No one had to worry about a typhoon hitting, or the volcano erupting, or getting sick from food poisoning, or hurt at all because of a magical fucking barrier around the whole resort! It was literal paradise.

"Doing good?" Vicky asked her as Dana struggled to regain her composure.

"Mmm doing so good... Can you fuck her now? I really wanna get off..."

"You used the shampoo didn't you Dana?"

"Yeah...so what? Did it make me horny?"

"Well, let me ask about it like this... How do you feel knowing that an entire audience of people will be watching you get off?"

"Huh? I..." Dana frowned a bit. "I don't care at all..." She really didn't. The idea of having sex, or masturbating, or going around in skimpy outfits in front of a live studio audience or broadcasted across the multiverse just seemed...fine. "Wait...that's what the shampoo does?!"

"I suspected so this morning when I took a shower," Vicky said, toying with Patika's hair as the gorgeous stacked beauty continued to let her eyes swing back and forth along with the coin. "Victoria was very upset that we were showering in front of an audience, and I admit that I had some nerves myself." Dana literally didn't think about it... She never was a morning person, and she just got up and showered without thinking of anything except possibly going right back to bed. After the shower she felt much better and decided to change into that skimpy maid outfit to try out her new magic powers though... "After using the shampoo all those nerves just...vanished, from both me and from Victoria. I don't know if the soap or conditioner had any other effect, or just helped bolster the original effect, but it seems that Nymeera doesn't want us being shy about the audience. The interesting part is that Victoria is still shy around Suki, meaning that the shampoo's effect only makes us more comfortable showing off for the audience, not for each other, or for Damien."

"Well great! That shampoo is awesome!" Dana said happily.

"The shampoo is awesome..." Dana rolled her eyes as Patika repeated what she'd just said.

"We should get everyone to use the shampoo, then we can all start enjoying this vacation a lot more!"

"Oh...if we truly want them to enjoy themselves, we can do far better than that..." Vicky said, licking her lips, her pale green eyes almost starting to glow as she focused in on the dazed musclebound cheerleader, helpless before her. "Patika, from now on you're going to be very comfortable displaying your body." Oh yeah...here we go. Dana's hand slipped between her legs and started to rub. "You won't find anything wrong with showing off lots of skin, you won't even realize you're doing it." Little creepy but Dana was still okay with it...

"Sexercise Bike!" Dana gasped. "She has a sexercise bike in her BP Store! Tell her she should buy it!"

"You will feel a great desire to buy the Sexercise Bike item in your personal BP store is as soon as possible. You want to use it, you can't get the idea out of your head."

"Yes Coach..." Fuuuuuck yessssss...

"Whenever you talk to myself or Dana, you'll find that it is exceptionally easy to believe anything we say." Oh yeah... Oh yeah! "You'll fantasize about serving us on your hands and knees, bringing us pleasure...bringing us more subjects..." Oh yes! Oh...wait... "The thought of betraying your closest friends and leading them into the depraved sexual slavery you now crave fills you with such exquisite ecstasy. Your dreams will be filled with it..." Hold on now... Dana was starting to not like where this was going. Betrayal? Vicky didn't seem to notice, in fact she was getting even more worked up by the second! "You'll be my little pet, clad in ropes and chains and a leather collar you'll find yourself utterly unable to ever remove. No matter how much you want to..."

"Whoa...Vicky I think that's-" Dana said softly...too softly, as Vicky just bulldozed on, heedless of Dana's growing discomfort.

"Yes, there will always be that part of you that remembers your old self, locked away inside your mind, screaming, begging, helpless to escape...but your body and mind will obey. You'll be my sex ****. My pet. My little **** slut."

"Jesus Vicky!" Dana suddenly shouted, concern blooming into full blown alarm.

"What!?" Vicky spun toward Dana with fury in her eyes and voice. Dana hopped a little, shocked at the anger and vitriol in Vicky's voice. Vicky seemed to catch herself because her expression softened immediately, but her eyes held a look of barely restrained annoyance. "I thought you were on board with getting them to...loosen up a little."

"Yeah, I want them to loosen up and enjoy themselves here, but you were calling her a **** slut!" To her credit Vicky had the mindset to look ashamed, but Dana was feeling very uncomfortable with how quickly things got out of hand there.

"Right, yes you're right of course... That was...a little far..."

"A little?" Vicky shot her an annoyed expression.

"Very far. I'm sorry." Vicky spoke quickly, her tone firm and clipped, a woman who knew she needed to apologize, but didn't want to. "Patika..." Vicky took a breath and her soft smile finally returned. "Dear, go ahead and just...forget about that last part. Let yourself take a nice deep breath in...and exhale all those words and desires out, forgotten and unfelt. Everything from being a pet to being a...a **** slut..."

"Yes Coach..." Patika intoned, letting out a long sigh of pleasure.

"And the betraying friends part too," Dana pressed, crossing her arms. Vicky shot her a look like she wanted to argue, but Dana remained firm. "It's my pendant. You do this my way, or not at all." Vicky rolled her eyes, but relented.

"And you can forget the feelings and words about betraying your closest friends. No need to worry about that or feel the urge to do so anymore."

"Ohhh thank goodness... Thank you Coach..." Patika said, letting out a deep breath, relief shining through on her features.

"Happy?" Vicky asked sardonically. "Can I enjoy my conquest now?" Dana frowned at that, she didn't really have a problem with Vicky pushing the other girls into enjoying themselves with her a bit more, but she expected there to be some more resistance from their side. Hypnosis wasn't supposed to be like this, right? Maybe it was just Patika with her low levels of mental resistance, but Dana really didn't expect a 100 BP coin to be so effective, even with its limitations...

"I think we should stop..." Dana began, trying to sound diplomatic, only to have Vicky stand and snarl at her.

"You little bitch..." The anger was back now, the fire in Vicky's eyes restored. Dana's new reflexes kicked in and she immediately hopped toward Patika, grabbing the Hypno-Coin and jumping away, her rabbit-like anatomy affording her a massive speed advantage over Vicky, who whipped her head around and stared at the coin, now in Dana's hand enviously.

"Patika wake up!" Dana shouted. Patika shook her head a little, blinking her bleary, strained eyes which must've been very dry by now. Her nipples were quite hard as well, poking through her top somewhat...not that Dana was paying much attention to something like that...obviously.

"Huh? What? Dana? C-Coach?"

"It's my coin..." Dana said, ignoring Patika's confused state for now and focusing only on Vicky. "You do it my way, or you find your own," she said, sounding much more confident than she felt. It worked though, Vicky's expression softened, and she held her hands up, as though in surrender.

"Okay...I'm sorry. I understand."

"What... I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" Patika asked, looking shyly back and forth between Dana and Vicky. Vicky turned to her, all smiles and offered her a hand, helping her to her feet...damn Patika was tall. It was hard to tell earlier with her being on her knees and all...submissive, but Patika had an intimidating presence that towered over the short Dana. Coach Vicky managed to make her own presence feel so much larger though, even next to the taller, fitter Patika...a reminder of Dana's own goals, how she wanted to be able to conduct herself. She still needed Vicky, still needed to gain that confidence, that presence, that **** of will for herself...she just needed to be careful with how much slack she gave Vicky. Things could get out of hand much more quickly than she thought...

"Not at all Patika dear," Vicky said disarmingly, causing Patika to relax a bit. "Dana and I were just chatting about something else, sorry to interrupt your workout. Why don't you head back to your room, get a good shower in? Doesn't that sound nice?" Dana's breath caught a bit as Patika's eyes went glassy, a smile slowly forming on her lips.

"Yeah...yeah that does sound good. A shower... Yes Coach I...mmm I should go get a good shower in. I bet Lauren could use one too..."

"I'll bet she could. Run along now. Good girl..." Vicky said, watching Patika's firmly toned ass as she slowly walked out of the gym, like a sleepwalker. It was incredibly hot, but a reminder of just how **** Patika was. "Now..." Vicky turned her attention back to Dana, who licked her lips nervously. "Perhaps we should discuss some...limits? Safe words perhaps? I'll admit that being torn out of the fantasy like that so abruptly was...upsetting," a dark flash of annoyance crossed Vicky's face but she schooled her features instantly. "But I suppose it's my own fault for not discussing this with you sooner. I apologize for that..." She sounded like she actually meant it, though Dana wasn't so sure anymore.

"It's okay..." Dana said, not really knowing what else to say. "I just...I want them to relax and enjoy themselves, but I don't want to change them or make them into different people...especially not in ways that could be...uncomfortable for them."

"Of course, perfectly understandable. I do want to inform you though...my tastes are going to be a bit more...hardcore than yours," Vicky's eyes twinkled a little, as though amused. "Perhaps...if I could just indulge them in a temporary sense, that would be more palatable? Make Patika into a sex **** for...an hour or so, then send her off, unchanged, after it's over? Is that acceptable to you? I could even affect her memory, make her forget the experience...keep the trauma to a minimum."

"I..." Dana looked away, she didn't feel comfortable bartering for her friends' minds like this. It just felt...wrong. "Let's just start small...okay? Using a bit of hypnosis to convince one of them to have some fun, consensual sex is a good first step for you right? We can...escalate from there, later... We don't have to jump to **** slut right off the bat you know..." Vicky's mouth twitched, her eyes dropping down to the fist Dana held the Hypno-Coin in... Dana pulled that hand behind her body a bit more, guarding it from Vicky's gaze. Vicky smiled disarmingly and held her hands up again.

"I understand. We have 30 very long days. No need to go for broke right off the bat. The slow burn is the right play, and you're right, I don't need to fulfill every dark desire of mine all at once...it's just been so long since I've had anything. Prison isn't the best place to seduce innocent young men and women after all..." Vicky muttered that last bit, but Dana's sharp ears picked it up easily. "Besides, I also have to think about what the audience wants, and I doubt that taking such...liberties with their favorites would play well for me. If I'm too unpopular Nymeera might just forcefully switch Victoria and I back. Actually I should thank you for stopping me there, I think I would've regretted that decision in the long run." Vicky gave Dana a bright, and **** smile. "Thank you Dana."

"You're welcome..." Dana said, far more reservedly, then sighed. This was a dream vacation scenario. All she wanted was to get everyone in a good mood so they could enjoy themselves...why couldn't anyone understand that? "At least we know the coin trick works... Maybe we hold off on Patika for now...she's a little TOO ****... How about someone else?"

"Of course. Who do you have in mind?"

Damien sighed and rubbed at his eyes. Crystal was a **** driver, and a details queen...but they finally had a TF idea that they both thought could work...now it just had to win.

Master's Path: [Optimist]:

Ray of Sunshine- Summer's positivity is enough to light up a room, now it will do that literally. Any room Summer is in will appear brighter and warmer, as though under a lens filter, and the occupants within will feel more comfortable and at ease. In addition Summer will exude a magical warmth that encourages those around her to be more comfortable wearing less, or more revealing, clothing.

"I still think there's too much wiggle room for interpretation..." Crystal said, reading through it again. Damien let out a groan and picked up a paper from the desk, page one of what looked to be the start of a 5 page legal document defining every possible word in the TF and using legal wording so precise the actual TF was literally illegible to him.

"Crystal we're not using this. The audience won't understand it, and won't vote for it. I thought you already agreed with that."

"Obviously...but I'm not a fan of leaving things so...undefined for Nymeera either. I don't like the possible ways she could interpret 'comfortable.' I think we should give it one more pass..." Obviously Damien was being a bit too optimistic when he assumed this TF idea was one they could stop at.

"I don't think that's going to happen," Damien said, looking at his phone. "We have maybe 10 more minutes left in our date..." The most exhausting date he'd had in his life. Damien leaned back and stretched his arms out. "I hope it's worth it. I can't imagine the audience will rate this date very highly..." He'd already asked Crystal if she was sure she wanted to do this, and he'd gotten the same response each time. She didn't seem to care about placing well in the harem, her only goal seemed to be making Summer's next 30 days as easy for her as possible...and then what? Damien couldn't pry the answer out of her, but he had no idea what Crystal's plan was after those 30 days were up. Did she want Summer to win? Lose? Was she trying to set Summer up to be the harem queen, or trying to make her elimination as painless as possible so she could live as ordinary a life as she could away from him? Somehow he doubted Nymeera would let her get away with that...but maybe that was the deal she struck. A lighter elimination TF...

"They'll just have to get over it," Crystal said, unconcerned with her precarious position with the audience. "So long as you do well on Summer's date I can accept whatever happens. If worst comes to worst we'll just have to have a threesome together in order to bolster her ranking." Damien sat up straight very suddenly, if he had a drink in is mouth he would've spit it out.

"I'm sorry?" Damien stammered out quickly. Crystal merely rolled her eyes.

"Men... Don't worry about it. Just make sure to treat Summer to a nice time. Don't take her to a restaurant though, she'll just compliment the food she thinks is good and talk to the chef about it. Let her cook for you, she'd love that. Or cook something with her, she'd love that too. If you're not in a food kind of mood though something outdoors would be best. She likes physical activity and no that isn't a euphemism. Take her to the beach or something. Summer in a swimsuit would probably earn some good points with the horny members of the audience." Crystal stared at Damien icily, like she was disappointed he wasn't writing all this down.

Damien shifted in his seat and gave Crystal his full attention. "You know a lot about what your sister likes."

"I know EVERYTHING about what my sister likes. She's practically perfect," Crystal said offhandedly, as though the information was obvious. "She loves being around people, enjoys helping them, bringing out their best selves. She likes seeing others smile, and if she can bring you joy during your date it will simply make her day. She's just that kind of person. She doesn't deserve to be here, subjected to this...spectacle."

"I know you said it was none of my business before but-"

"Then you already know my answer before you ask the question. How long before the date is over now?" Damien sighed and looked at his phone again.

"Still about 10 minutes..."

"Fine, then I want to talk about this...Master Control system you have in here..." Crystal said, standing and walking over to Damien's room. Damien blinked and hurried after her.

"Uh...I can explain that," he said, though he knew he wasn't obligated to explain anything. That was Nymeera's handiwork after all, nothing he could do anything about, or even wanted anything to do with! "How did you know where it was?" Crystal looked at him like he was stupid.

"I cleaned this whole room up earlier, do you think I wasn't looking around for things while I did so? Nice pole dance stage by the way..."

"Oh right, I guess that makes...pole dance stage?" Damien stopped and looked at Crystal like she was crazy. In response she just picked up the remote with the girls' names on it and pushed a bright red button on the top Damien had assumed was the power button, though just using the buttons with the girls' names had turned the TV on all by themselves. Immediately the TV started to slide up the wall as if on a track, and the wall itself opened up to reveal a large cavity featuring a raised stage, complete with long silver pole up to the ceiling. "What the hell..."

"Seriously? You didn't push every button and try everything the second you got in here? Information is power Damien. The more you know, the more options you have, and if you don't know anything, you can't DO anything. Which brings me to this..." Crystal said, tapping the Master Control screen. The screen turned on, but only showed an outline of a lock. Damien peered closer, and immediately the lock opened, revealing the Master Control screen. "There we go..." Crystal said, tapping the screen again to look at the options...but as soon as she did the screen locked up again and she scowled at the device icily, as though to intimidate it into working for her.

"Here..." Damien said gently, taking her hand off the screen and giving it a tap himself. "It's all about having the right touch," he teased with a grin.

"Or the right equipment between your legs," Crystal replied, not sounding amused. "So, this is the thing that made us dress in our underwear huh? Which option was that?"

"This one..." Damien said, pointing at 'Bedroom Warm.'

"Hmm... Bedroom warm...so we dress up in lingerie? I don't suppose you know what the others do."

"Hot as Fuck seems self explanatory..." Crystal actually grinned at that! Holy shit, he should not feel nearly as proud as he did but...damn it was hard to get her to crack a smile and the accomplishment felt great!

"Can you access the settings?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it seems to work like an iPad right? Can you swipe down from the top and see the settings at all? Adjust the brightness...change the wifi? Whatever?"

"Never thought about it..." Damien said, swiping down from the top. Immediately a drop down menu slid into place, showing the names of all the girls. Only one was highlighted... 'Crystal White.' Damien looked at Crystal, who shrugged.

"Might as well see what happens..." she said reluctantly. Damien tapped the screen, and the world around him went completely dark...

Damien walked through the crowded nightclub, a pounding bass assaulting his head as he made his way slowly through the crowd. The smell of **** and sweat permeated the tightly packed dance floor, and no matter where he walked, there was someone bumping into him. The loud music and strobing lights weren't his scene, and he was a little uncomfortable with everyone staring at his body as he walked by, looking for his sister...

'Wait...that's not...these aren't my thoughts...'

His large breasts always drew some attention, but here the gazes of to those around him were far more overt and it made him want to hide himself away, which was very unlike him...but to be fair being in a place like this was very unlike him.

'Oh no...'
'Crystal?'

His sister was up ahead, dancing like she didn't have a care in the world, the bright, warm smile on her face lighting up the room. He'd found her...finally.

'Get out!'
'What's going on?'

Damien steeled himself... His sister was going to hate him for this, but it was for her own good... He strode purposefully towards her, ignoring the lecherous stares around him. Ignoring the how the smell of sweat and booze clung to the writhing bodies of the dancers...how it clung to his sister's body as she writhed along with them, lost in the rhythm of her own beat. He reached out a hand to her shoulder, intending to drag her out of here if he had to.

'Fuck! Fuck! NOOO!'

'Spoilers...'

'Nymeera?'

Damien's hand touched his sister's shoulder forcefully and-