To relaxing games, some exciting news and even more exciting photos

“Ha! Gotcha!” Terra crows as your character is blown away by a well placed rocket.

You originally came to her room to talk about a possible code of conduct for yourself, but then the conversation got side-tracked by a mod she made for one of her games and you have been testing/playing ever since.

In fact, you notice, you have been playing long enough that the sun has started to set. “Nice one.” you give Terra a thumbs up as you put down the controller “ The rocket-launcher might be a bit too powerful now. But that was still a really great shot. ”

“Thanks boss. ” Terra smiles “And you are right, I still need to tweak a few things.”

“Yeah. It really is more fun that way. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining….. or trying to lessen your victory.”

“I know.” Terra nods, stretching slightly. “Do you want to go another round boss? I promise not to use rockets this time.”

A tempting offer. Especially since Terra is currently lounging around her room in an oversized t-shirt and panties. (Which may have led to a few deaths by distraction during the past hour.) But tonight your mom is making her broccoli-and-ham-gratin for dinner. And -you note with mild surprise- now that you don’t need to fret if you will ever get laid your stomach actually trumps your libido. “A tempting offer, but I still have a few things to do.” You decide and get to your feet.

“Ah well. ” Terra shrugs, and moves away for the keyboard “There is always next match. With improved and polished rockets. “

She sounds flippant, but you think you detect a hint of disappointment in her eyes and voice as you take your leave. She probably just wanted to play a bit longer. And her very casual state of dress (a roomy t-shirt and panties) was probably just her being comfortable around you. But you can’t help but wonder if it is a bit more.

Turning off the console with a theatrical sigh Terra says with mock disappointment “Well then I better get back to work. I’ll get started on that little side-project of yours right away. ”

As a reward for her hard work you gave Terra the choice between a ) being extremely lucky at stumbling about whatever she was looking for on the web or b) her body changing to whatever she’d consider he ideal appearance.

She chose being lucky at finding interesting stuff online.

Which cleared up your last doubts about adding a little side-project, to her list of responsibilities. Namely: You put her in charge of feeding you worthy targets to mess with.

Playing with Toby was interesting. As was expanding your network of sleeper agents. But in both cases you were going to play the long game so to speak. Entirely by choice mind you. Just to make the payoff that much sweeter. But holding back all the time wasn’t much fun.

And you may be a bit dense sometimes, but even you picked up on the fact that the thing Terra seems to enjoy most about being a computer-genius is the ability to stick her nose into peoples (virtual) lives, basically at will. Her daily reports on VIPERs sleeper agents, have gone from functional to sounding like someone talking about her favorite soap-opera in a matter of days. There is no need to feel bad about leaving most of the minutiae of management to her, if she obviously enjoys meddling in these peoples lives.

Which once again shows what a stroke of luck it was, to make her your personal assistant of sorts, you muse as you walk home.

Dinner is just as good as you hoped. Made better by Kates infectious good mood. It’s just a shame that you can’t ask your sister what she came up with while your mother is sitting at the table. Well.. you could. But erasing your moms memory afterwards isn’t something you are keen on doing right now.

The official reason for Kates good mood is that she found someone to share an apartment with. Terra to be exact. Kates story about running into the other girl by happenstance and bonding over boyfriend trouble probably isn’t too far off the truth. And – as Kate tells you a bit later while you help her do the dishes- what is the use of an university spanning conspiracy if you can’t use it to shuffle dorm partners around.

“So. Is that the only reason you seem to be ready to bust into a dance?” you ask after making sure your mother isn’t in a position to eavesdrop by accident.

“Let’s just say, contract-negotiations went even better than expected.” Kate says with a smug smile “All it took was to take the trio out for ice-cream and they became very eager to sign. “ she chuckles ”Almost as eager as guys were to watch these three sexy redheads lick up that creamy white vanilla ice. ”

“I can imagine.”

“Of course you can.” Kate teases “ And believe me, they tried to find a way that didn’t look like blatant teasing. No chance. And once they realized this would happen every time they left home…. They became very interested in the new contract. One that states they don’t have to follow orders resulting in them providing sexual favors. ” she grins “They put a lot of time into negotiating what are acceptable orders. They amended a few other clauses too. ” her grin widens “All the clauses I wanted them to nitpick to be precise.”

You grin in understanding. You had fallen for that one far too often when Kate was running a game and the characters had to make a hard decision. “So how did that turn out for them?” you ask.

“I am a firm believer in show don’t tell..” Kate says and fishes her phone out of her pocket. when you step closer to see what she is doing she turns to block your view with her body. “Just sending a message. But you might want to get your own phone out.” she says with a grin.

You barely have time to dry your hands before your phone buzzes to announce a new message.

The first message is a photo. Or to be more precise: A selfie of three identical girls happily posing in some very skimpy black lingerie in front of a familiar couch.

The second message says “Which set do you like best?”

The girls look different than they did this morning, their hair is white a snow and in a messy bob-cut for starters. With so much cleavage on display, it actually takes you a few moments to notice the triangular ears sprouting from the top of their heads.

. “They are catgirls now?” you ask incredulously, before quickly checking your mother didn’t hear that outburst.

“Dogs actually. One of them called me a bitch during negotiations, soooo I decided it would fun if they became exactly that. My loyal little bitches, that absolutely adore their master. It’s true that they don’t HAVE to follow any orders that aren’t PG, but they’ll do it anyway just to proof what good girls they are. “ she hits you lightly in the shoulder “Don’t worry. They’ll transform back soon enough. They’ll be like that when I tell them to attend me and turn back afterwards. Which is part of the fun. Because the way this works is that, while they are transformed, they won’t care about being girls. They were actually excited when I told them to buy some lingerie to model for you. Because I made sure they are very ...affectionate while serving as my Hounds of the Bawdy Hunt. ”

As if to proof Kates words your phone buzzes as a second picture arrives. Showing the same three girls but sans lingerie this time and in far more suggestive poses.

Followed by a message reading “Do you prefer option four? I bet you prefer option four *wink*”

“See!? ” Kate snickers as she watches over your shoulder “I didn’t even tell them to do that. Just to find cute underwear and ask you which one you want them to wear to work. Heck they didn’t even have to model them for you.” she snickers again ” They’ll change back once you pick a favorite, by the way. “ she claps you on the shoulder “ I’ll leave it up to you how long you want to let them stew. ” she adds as she departs.

You look back at the pictures, trying to decide what to do.

All three went with black lingerie that contrasts nicely with their ivory skin and white hair but the styles are quite different. It appears you get to decide between:

a) something that looks like a sling-bikini with garters and a delicate collar with a small bell on it

b) a frilly lacy number with a complimenting lace choker

c) something that looks like a very small tube-top barely broad enough to cover the nipples, a thong and fishnets

d) going commando.

So which one to pick? Or do you try to get some more photos out of the three? After mulling it over for a few minutes you send “I declare the black lace-bra and frilly panties the winner.”

There is no immediate response, not that you were really expecting one. But about five minutes later your phone buzzes and if the two photos weren’t already enough wank material for the evening, the attached video to the newest message is. It shows one of the girls doing a victory dance through the living room, clad only in your chosen lingerie.

When you get up the next morning, the daily status report from Terra is already waiting for you as well as a message from your sister saying “Btw. if you are ever feeling lonely on the night of a full-moon, I’m sure you know where to find a particularly friendly bunch of lycanthropes. ;-). ”

Well that’s certainly interesting.

But it can wait until later. For now you’ll pay Elizabeth a visit and see if you can get a date out of her.