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Melissa was drinking her wine when her phone rang. She was going to avoid becoming drunk, as she knew that could have severe consequences during change, depending on what was happening, but she still felt a small celebration was needed. She checked her phone, and noticed that it was from one of the researchers at the nearby underground research facility.

Melissa answered the phone quickly.

"Miss Pario! We're having an emergency here. An **** emergency, and we need help immediately." the researcher said.

"What's going on?" Melissa asked.

"The other women...the other women are just throwing themselves at the Towerlings. Containment's been broken for nearly all of them, those who aren't throwing themselves at the Towerlings aren't putting up much of a fight either. The guards aren't even firing back? They just aren't resisting!"

"What is the lab director doing?" Melissa asked.

"SHE'S FUCKING MY GIRLFRIEND." The woman behind the phone screamed.

"...Relationships were forbidden among the staff you know." Melissa said with a smirk on her face.

"...Please...I just can't do anything. Please save me, I'll do anything you want." The woman said.

"...Anything?" Melissa asked.

"I'll be your loyal slut forever and ever if you get me out of here!" The woman said.

"...Has Condor been released yet?" Melissa asked.

"...No." The woman said.

"The code is 273468. I want you to set yourself free, and offer yourself to her. If you're gonna be a good slut for her, she'll at least reward you for it. Maybe you can get her to rope your girlfriend into it as well. Just act fast." Melissa said.

"...Thank you." The women behind the phone said, before Melissa hung up.

Melissa thought about that conversation. The researcher became more and more...submissive as the conversation went on. Women were losing their ability to resist the Towerlings, and turning into...whatever she just heard that women become.

This wasn't ideal. This could actually be a very large problem.

The second this thought went through Melissa's head, she felt a tinge of weakness start growing inside of her.

She could handle this though. It was a matter of finding an ideal solution.

That tinge of weakness stopped growing inside of her.

Melissa smiled. She put one piece of the puzzle together. Showing fear, or any sort of weakness would cause that weakness to grow until it consumed you. Until you became submissive and willing to throw yourself at someone, even over the phone. Even being aware of this made it easier for Melissa to keep a hold on herself for the time being. And while she figured she wouldn't be able to perform creation anymore, she could still look for a better position in this new world then a submissive broodmother.

She needed more information though, so it was time to stroll through the base and see what was happening here.

She heard the sounds of crying in the base, actually quite a lot of it.

This was going to be fun.

The world was still changing...