Rapid Fire Recruiting

When I stepped through the door to the main room, everyone froze. The only noise the tinkling of loose gemstones and glass shards as it seemed everyone held their breath for a moment.

I observed the room passively, arms crossed and one eyebrow raised, totally naked and still half erect. Five people were in my shop. I recognized the two women as Amy's old friends Brianna and Jazmine. Two of the men, a scruffy-looking blond with a goatee and a much shorter and wider black guy were behind the counter ransacking my jewelry and supply of gemstones. The last man was trying to slink out the front door.

I smirked at their shocked stares, I was no Adonis, but my naked form was still enough to stun them for a second. I could get used to commanding this kind of attention without a word.

But the stunned silence could only stretch for so long before it snapped.

"Back off, freak!"

"Shane, stop it! Don't make this even worse!"

The two thieves acted first, the blond guy pulled a cheap tacticool knife to threaten the crazy naked man (me), while the chubby black guy stuffed a handful of rings and gems into his already overflowing pocket. Brianna restarted berating Blondie (apparently named Shane) and Jaz merely looked me up and down lustfully, apparently unconcerned with the chaos going on around us. I winked at her and she blushed, though she didn't avert her eyes either. The last member of our little comedy routine had made it to the door, struggling with the lock. Too bad I had asked a few questions on my way down.

I could practically feel the ripple of power as I asked another simple question.

"Will you all be silent and still?"

And the world obeyed.

It felt good to walk among the frozen intruders, like I was an artist picking a block of marble to sculpt. The men I mostly ignored, if I chose to keep them they'd need too much work too remain as their original selves. Although, now that I got a closer look at the last guy, he might be an innocent bystander. He was a few years older than the rest, dressed in a nice blazer and slacks with well-groomed brown hair and scholarly glasses. Poor bastard might have just walked in at the wrong time.

It was Brianna and Jaz I focused the most on, frozen as they were in a angry shout or appreciative leer, respectively. I was really curious to see how they were affected by Amy becoming Doll. The Ring tended to follow the path of least resistance when it changed things, so who knows what's different.

Brianna had always been the classic sporty tomboy and she didn't seem likely to change that anytime soon. Dirty blonde hair cut short and practical while still obviously feminine, dressed in simple jeans and a superhero symbol hoodie, and a slight tan over a sleekly muscled body. I think she played volleyball or something in highschool. She had the same green eyes as Shane, so he was probably her brother. I couldn't wait to play with her.

Jaz on the other hand? Goddamn, she'd gotten hot as hell. I actually hadn't seen her much the last year or so. She had been Amy's best friend for years and years, practically twins. They'd been so close for so long I wasn't alone in expecting them to start dating at some point. However, no one had bet on them to have a serious falling out their senior year. Something about Amy not wanting to go to college with Jazmine.

Last I'd seen Jaz, she'd been a shy bookworm, swaddled in oversized sweats and loose jeans. She'd left to go study to be an English teacher at the local college.

Now? Shy little Jazmin had gone full Goth. She'd somehow been poured into a leather corset that laced up the sides. A purple and black tartan skirt hugged her tapered waist and draped over a plush ass and squishy thighs I wanted to bite and boots made for stomping came up to her knees. Her curly black hair was a wild mane that settled around her bare shoulders and upper back. An amethyst skull pendant was nestled in a deep valley of caramel cleavage, her forearms bore a collection of spiky bracelets and leather cuffs. Dramatic eyeliner made her amber eyes pop while violet lipstick gave her already kissable lips even more volume.

Considering what to do with my new toys, my eyes fell on an uncut, mostly spherical gemstone that was half red half white quartz resting in a beam of early afternoon sunlight. I smiled at childhood memories of catching monsters you could carry in your pocket. Well, time to catch 'em all!

"Can I create a magical capture gem that can be used to store living things in stasis? Will the creatures held inside a gem be bound to the one who threw it? Will the inside of a gem be comforting, embedding loyalty and trust in the Master who caught them into the creature within?"

I rubbed my hands together eagerly, time to make some monster girls to catch!

I started with the frozen, would-be thieves, their forms shimmering and warping to my will. "Are your names Shannon and Gabrielle? Are you both my loving catgirl maids? Is that all you have ever wished, to be the devoted servants of my Harem? Will you both serve us all happily, in any manner we want?" Then after a moment's thought, I added, "You are both magically skilled at cleaning and organizing a shop, right?" Let's see what that does!

I unfroze them by snapping my fingers.

In the place of two scruffy delinquents, stood a pair of eager catgirls dressed in skimpy uniforms, practically a cliche in appearance. One a slender blonde like a taller version of her sister, white-blonde fur on her cat features. While the other was a dark skinned shortstack with longer, fluffier black fur that shone in the light. Both of my new maids bowed in greeting, ears flicking and tails up high with tips swaying happily.

"Hello Master! How may we serve you?" They chirped in unison. Shannon grinned at me with a cute fang poking out of her upper lip. "Are you gonna play with us?" She purred. Her tail ran up Gabby's thigh to lift her poofy skirt. Making the other girl swat Shannon's tail away, only to blush at me with a hopeful smile when she noticed my admiring smirk. It seemed their uniforms didn't come with panties included.

"Stand still." I tossed a pair of gems at them, one quartz and a topaz. They squealed as rays of colored light pulled them into the gems. I watched as the gems wobbled before letting out a chime and stilled

I cackled as I held the gems to the light. The sleeping forms of my new employees rested at the center, curled up as a naked silhouette. I could just barely make out content little smiles on their faces.

Another burst of light and my maids stood before me, Gabby yawned like she just woke up from a nap and rubbed her eyes. Shannon perked up and bowed again immediately. I waved a hand at the mess their previous selves had made. "Can you two use your magic to clean and repair all this for me?"

"Yes Master!" They scurried away, feather dusters they plucked from thin air flawlessly collecting glass dust and somehow sorting gems and jewelry into neat piles with a gentle sweeping motion. Half the time they didn't bother actually touching what they cleaned.

I left them to their work.

I held a hand to my chin and thought. Decisions, decisions... Lisa already took the head harem girl position and Doll was my main fucktoy. With my two new servants I needed to think a bit longer on what I wanted to make Brianna and Jaz into. They deserved more effort than I'd just put into the maids.

That left our unlucky bystander as the next contestant. I stepped up to him with an evil grin.

When he unfroze he fell to his knees, hands held up to plead with me. "I had nothing to do with them! I was here to pick out an engagement ring for my girlfriend. I'll forget I saw anything, I promise!" Sweat poured down his face, eyes wide with fear behind his glasses. "Please, I'm just a paralegal, I don't have any money."

Hmm. I kinda feel bad for the guy. Do I really need to warp his mind and body for my own amusement?