The Winner Is…

"My feet are sore, I should walk on my hands and knees for a while.”

Roll 85

“Nancy, you should pile up all your clothes and throw them out. Such slut as yourself doesn't deserve to wear anything despite humiliation and shame.”

Roll: 35

"Warm some milk and drizzle it on your breasts for her to lick off. It will comfort both of you and help with renewing your bonds of love and trust."

Roll: 85

"God, when was the last time *you* had a bath? Are you sure you're not more disgusting then she is? By the way, I just wanna say, you're doing a great job so far! I know some of these voices can be pretty scary, and it takes some mental adjustment, but I promise I just want what's best for you, ok?"

Roll: 27

"Beth mentioned her voices aren't allowing her to wear big girl underwear. She's going to need more diapers. You should buy some."

Roll: 63

Nancy held her hands to her head, there we so many thoughts in her mind all at once she couldn’t tell which were hers, or if she had any at all. But these voices belonged to people, they didn’t even try to disguise themselves as her. These were people… personalities.

“Aaah!” She whined. “My feet hurt!” She dropped her her knees. “Fuck Beth, what did you do to me?” She growled in frustration. “I still need to feed her…” she began to crawl towards the fridge. Her knees whined against the kitchen tiles. “Get up, get up!” She told herself, but her aching feet would not allow any pressure on them.

Crawling was her only option.

“She needs milk.” Nancy whined, and opened the door. Good thing too, because the fridge was otherwise bare, unless ketchup and cheese counted as a meal.

She stared up at the cabinets. They were monstrously high from her spot on the ground.

“You stupid animal fucker.” A clear matronly voice said within her mind, though it was not directed at Nancy. “How is she going to tend to the baby’s needs, crawling around in the floor?”

“Whu?” Nancy gripped the fridge and used it to pull herself up. “Ow ow ow ow, my feet!” She was putting so much weight on the handle she thought it would snap off, but she really couldn’t handle any pressure on her feet at the moment.

A man’s voice was suddenly inside her. “What? I’m doing this for Beth, the child deserves a happy affectionate pet after all she’s been through. A puppy, a kitty, perhaps a rabbit. Judging from this house she’d make a fine pig.”

Nancy grunted and threw the cabinet open. She desperately knocked about for a cup, and finally pawed one to the floor.

She let out a sigh of relief and collapsed to the floor.

“She needs a mother to care for her. You’re almost there Nancy just a little farther.” Nancy groaned and waddled on her knees over to the microwave. “There we go, set to medium power, and stir every fifteen seconds.” The womanly voice soothed.

The man spoke next. “All this work for her? She should be taking care of you. Aren’t you hungry too Nancy.”

Her stomach growled, she hadn’t eaten since her shift at the diner. “Shut up, shut up, get out of my head.”

“_You heard he_r.” The woman said. “There’s only power enough for one of us in here.”

Second Roll: 85 (AGAIN!)

“Then I kindly suggest you sink back into the nothingness!”

Second Roll: 36

And then all of the sudden, Nancy’s feet stopped throbbing.

“Rise my child.” The voice instructed her.

Nancy tentatively put weight on her feet, and with a sigh of relief got to her full height. “Thank you.” She found herself saying aloud.

“Of course. I hear the little one stiring from her bath, you best have her meal prepared or she’ll get cranky again.”

Nancy put the milk through a few rounds in the microwave before it was warm and steaming. “Who are you?”

“Dark Mother Lilith.” The voice purred. “Here to nurture the care and authority you hold over the girls in your life.”

Nancy grabbed a towel, and set herself down in a big comfy chair in the living room.

“We must clean this place up though. You’re living like a college student.

Nancy ignored the suggestion, she set the towel down and sat on top of it. “You’re like Kitty, one of Beth’s voices.”

The voice laughed. “I’m not like her at all. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to save Beth from being such a pathetic specimen, but I’ll make up for it with you.”

The bathroom door creaked open. Beth meekly stepped into the living room. She’d gotten dresses, in the sense that she’d put her disgusting socks and bib back on.

“She wore her bib.” Mother Lilith observed. “She must be hungry.”

"Didn't having Beth suckle you feel nice? The feeling of someone depending on you for sustenance is so rewarding. You should do your best to make her feel safe and protected."

Roll: 63

“You can already sense it can’t you? Beth’s need for your love and support. I know you love her as well, either as a sister like friend or a fragile lover. You will give her the love she need’s and she will return it for you as well. Soon she won’t be the only one you love.”

Dc: 13

More voices came but seemed to bounce off, these other maternal voices must have been encouraged by what they were seeing.

“Beth, come here, dinner is ready.” Nancy stirred the war cup of milk in her hand.

Beth gulped. “I’m… I’m not hungry.”

“Yes you are.” Nancy tutted.

“I wanna go to bed.” She looked down the hall. “Is my room still in there?”

“You have to eat.” Nancy voice was not so gentle that time, and Beth found herself stepping forward, and stepping over the takeout containers.

“Is it in the cup?”

Nancy took a spoon and ladled the milk out across her breasts.

Beth whined and stomped her foot. “Can’t you fight them?”

Nancy shook her head. “Lilith thinks this will help us bond.”

Beth teared up. “You have a name already!” She’d only been here for half an hour! At this rate Nancy would be a crazed **** with ten voices by dawn!

Despite her protests Beth climbed on the chair. She watched the warm wet drops slide down Nancy’s breast.

“Come on Beth.” Rachel ladled another spoon full of milk down the breast closest to Beth. “This will make you feel better.”

Experimentally Beth darted her tongue out to lick up a bit of her dinner. “Ooh” she cooed, sensing something right in all of this.

“That’s it Beth, eat up.” Nancy cooed. This scene unthinkable to her just this morning.

Beth gave in and started ravenously licking Nancy’s breasts. The red head laughed as she had to quickly refresh her breasts with sooon guild of the stuff. She was an eager snuffling piglet now that her barriers had been overcome. Or maybe she really had been starving. Either way Nancy could keep her breasts wet enough for her eager friend. She thought about spoon feeding Beth, or even just giving her the cub. But it wouldn’t be the same. She knew they had to bond in this way.

There was nothing sexual in it for Nancy, just the warmth of helping a friend, but inside her head Mother Lilith was moaning in utter pleasure.

She was squished between two sexual deviants, and was trying to let it affect her. She was just helping her friend.

Soon enough her spoon clanked the bottom of the cup and Beth’s messy wet mouth had nothing left to lick up, so she made do with sucking on Nancy’s nipple.

“Isn’t that sweet?” Mother Lilith cooed. “She’s really taking to you.”

“She’s my best friend.” Nancy gruffed, and brushed her fingers through Beth’s still damp hair.

“For now. But soon she will accept you as her caretaker, and then we can begin punishing her.” Nancy’s blood ran cold. The motherly care in her mind suddenly curdled into a disgusting malice.

“Um Beth…” she husked out.

“Yeah?”

“I um, I think you should go to bed… and locked the door.”

That was an order Beth didn’t need to question. She crawled off of Nancy’s lap. “I’m so sorry…”

“She will be…”

“Just go!”

Beth scurried away back to her old room. Nancy heard the door slam.

Nancy growled. “She’s been hurt enough, give me the pet guy. You’re crazy if you think I’ll hurt her like…”

“Like she hurt you?”

“Shut up. I don’t care if you have a name, I’m going to resist you like I am all the others.”

She got up and wiped herself down. The voices mellowed to a low static as she went about the mundane work of cleaning her house,

All the information she wanted to know was in that messed up little head in the next room. But Nancy couldn’t get close to her.

Nancy tossed another full trash bag by the door. But there were others she could ask. There were two other missing girls at Damian’s club, same cases.

She’d do her shift at the diner, skip class and go shopping for some real food. Then she’d go to Damian’s at night. She’d find answers then.

Nancy took the trash out to the curb. The cool air felt so nice on her bare skin. She didn’t realized how hot and flustered she’d become in her house. She sighed and breathed gently.The voices were quieter out here. Beth seemed to get them excited.

A honking truck flew through her neighborhood. A bed full of college bros cheered and waved at her.

Nancy looked down, only now realizing she was still naked. “Shit!” She covered herself and ran for the door.

The living room was totally transformed! From a pigs sty to… only slightly messy. “Good enough for now.”

She yawned and climbed the stairs to her room. “I’m so exhausted… I need some sleep.”

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Nancy’s first Personality is Dark Mother Lilith, who wants Nancy to form a parental relationship with Beth, so she can get Nancy to punish her roommate for all the hurt she’s caused her over the last months. You guys can still post anonymous voices, but now feel free to also post’s suggestion for what Lilith is trying to push on Nancy during scenes.

Thanks for everyone’s suggestions, I loved them all. I don’t think it’ll be too long before we get a second, so better luck next time.