Day 5, Catharsis

I stopped by the door to my room and heard giggling coming from within. It seemed such an alien sound in my current mood. Kate was looking at my door, even as she clung to me, as if she was hinting I should check in too. It wasn't horrible advice, if it was advice.

I looked down at the crawling woman following, still crying. "Stay here. Don't talk to anyone." I told her before going into my room and closing the door behind Kate, no keeping her out. Not that I'd want to.

Cathy looked up at me from where she was eating Alex out, femcum smeared all over her face. "Back already? Hey, what's wrong? You look like shit."

The two of them made room for me, so I sat on the bed with Kate still clinging for dear life. "The whole situation is really fucked up. Like her parents, or maybe just her father, are wingnut religious fanatics, the kind that want to burn people like you and my sister at the stake. She stopped hanging out with us because we're 'tainted' and her dad then beat the sin out of her. I shit you not."

"Holy fuck, that's messed up." Alex nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, she's been really twisted and abused. They messed her head up so bad when I asked her to that dance, she went berserk. Apparently, she had feelings for me, and the **** twisted that too. I was going to try to help her, or at least make her happy about things now. Maybe erase the trauma? I'm not sure what, I'd think of something. Then I went and asked her what she'd do if she knew her sister was a lesbian, since apparently Patricia's managed to hide it from them, and no fucking wonder why."

Now I had Cathy hanging on me from the other side. She could see I was hurting. I still just felt numb, but I knew something was wrong. "What did she say?"

"I'd call our dad. Then I wouldn't have a sister anymore. And the more I think of that, the worse it gets. Did she mean disowned or fucking dead? So I got mad, and I didn't fix anything, I just gave her all of Bitch's dog orders. She's out in the hall now on hands and knees, wearing her collar, crying. I think I fucked up, I know she's fucked up, but what do I do now?"

Alex shook her head. "Did she sound sad or remorseful at all, like she'd miss her?"

"Not at all, she sounded vindictive if anything. Just cold, like her sister wasn't a person to her anymore. Whatever they did, they made a monster out of her. How do I undo that without unmaking her?"

Cathy chewed her thumb for a moment. "Maybe by remaking her?"

"Huh?"

"Just hear me out. Bitch likes being a sex pet, even if she's not sold on the whole penis thing just yet. She's better off here. What if we mold her sister into a similar mindset? You already changed her name. We could build Cunt up to be happy and excise the dark baggage. She wanted to be with you before her dad got a hold of her, so she gets her wish, just not in the way she ever imagined."

It might work, but was it the right thing to do? Cathy seemed really gung-ho on the whole sex **** front. Bitch had delighted her. "Alex? Thoughts?"

She shrugged. "I'm not exactly an expert on healthy families. My parents haven't talked to me since I took over my uncle's shop. Though that might have more to do with dropping out than selling sex toys, to be fair. It definitely sounds like her brain is fucked up though, might have been **** to let one of us drone her instead. What's done is done, however. Make her a happy sex pet if it's eating you up. Nothing is saying you have to **** her more."

I sighed. "Yeah, I think that's really what's getting to me. I thought she deserved the pain and humiliation, but now that I know what she went through, I'm no longer sure. Yet some part of me is still so angry with her."

Cathy snapped her fingers. "What about strategic edits!" I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Change key facts for her, you can change how we think, like making us attracted to you. Make her think being a lesbian isn't evil and see how she reacts to that. Maybe we'll get our friend back. Or maybe she'll still be a bitch, Patricia was no prize, remember."

We both laughed at that, and I felt better. "It sounds drastic, but then so was what was done to her. I think maybe this curse is affecting me more than we thought though. Cunt is going to need that charm on her, and maybe I need it as well."

"Hmmm, I hadn't thought of that. You didn't snap until she threatened one of your herd." I laughed, but she shushed me. "Seriously, I'm talking from the curse's perspective, we belong to you, and Cunt threatened your property. You've talked about how being horny has messed with your thinking. Maybe this anger isn't you."

"But by that thinking, she's my property as well."

Cathy nodded and booped my nose. "Exactly! And you punished her, but you feel bad for doing it. Because she's also your property, and damaged."

I took a deep breath and blew it out. "This is a fucking mess."

"You're telling me. I have no fucking clue how to undo this. We may all be stuck together for good, like it or not." She turned to grin at Alex. "And you, lucky girl, volunteered to join the asylum."

Alex laughed. "Well, I'm enjoying it so far. How are we doing as your conscience Steve? Feeling better?"

"Yeah, I guess I am. Do what we can to fix the damage and make Cunt happy about her situation. And no more slaves, this is it. And we'll try to do right by everybody."

Now I had three naked women hugging me, and no complaints about it.

Cathy and Alex had had some really good advice. I'd have to get Kate a pen, I bet she would too.