Who's Nicole?

Wow...

That's the only thing I can come up with to express my feelings for the sight in front of me. Just... wow. I knew Nicole's family was rich, but I wasn't expecting this. I mean, this is not a house. This is a mansion. Even as I stand in the driveway, I actually have to crane my head back to see the top of this giant building. How many people even live in this thing? Obviously Nicole and her parents. Probably a bunch of staff, since I can't imagine people cooking and cleaning for themselves in a place this fancy. Does Nicole have any siblings? I have no idea. But even with a full live-in staff and a large family, this place still seems excessive.

Not only is this mansion big, it's also incredible nice looking, as one would probably expect. Large, pristine columns line the porch. A beautiful balcony extends from the the second floor (or maybe that's the third floor?). The grass and bushes in the front yard are about the greenest things I've ever seen in my life. And I'd bet anything that there's a giant swimming pool in the back. I have to admit, this is something else. I'm almost scared to walk up to the door, which is odd because I already made it through the gate. Oh, did I forget to mention that? There's also a huge gate in the front that with an intercom you have to buzz just for the chance to talk to someone who might let you in. Luckily for me, Nicole must have told some butler I was coming, because the second I said my name, the gate swung open. Also, as a side note, I've learned that the most embarrassing thing a man can do is go through a gate and up a driveway leading to a giant mansion on foot. Never before have I felt more pathetic for taking the bus everywhere.

As I approach the door, I take one last look at the exterior of this "house." Imagine how cool it would be to live somewhere like this. It has all the space you could ever want. If I lived in a mansion like this, I might even be able to get all the women I've used the remote on to move in. That would certainly make taking care of all of them easier. And despite how it may seem, I do want the best for all of them. I may be a bad enough person to use the remote, but I'm not so cruel as to leave a bunch of randomized sex caricatures to fend for themselves. I would like to find a way for all of us to live as one big happy harem. Maybe one day...

Alright, that's enough dreaming of the future. I'm hear to see what Nicole looks like now. With that in mind, I take a deep breath, collect myself, and ring the doorbell. Before I know what's happening, the door quickly unlocks, and a hand reaches out and pulls me inside. I stumble into a giant entrance hall, which seems pretty fitting for a mansion like this. I take a moment to take in my surrounding before I'm interrupted.

"Matt! I'm, like, so glad you made it! I've been waiting for... well, I'm not sure how long exactly, but it was too long!" A familiar voice bombards me.

Well, this is it. Moment of truth. I already know who that is. Now all that's left to do is turn and see what she looks like now. And just like how my expectation were shattered when I first say her house, I'm once again left in awe at the sight of Nicole herself...

I'm once again left with the same reaction that I had just moments ago when I was outside: wow. That is quite the upgrade. Her ass is bigger, she has some new tattoos, I think she might have even gotten some work done on her face. I mean, I can tell it's still Nicole, and yet, a part of me almost feels like it's not. And then there's the big one: her tits. Literally. Those things are huge. She's still nowhere near as big as Daisy after her transformation, but it's still a pretty major step up from the flat chest she used to have. Overall, I personally think she turned out fantastic. There was definitely a charm to the small girl Nicole used to be, but now she really has the body back up all of her confidence.

Oh yeah, and as if her new body wasn't enough, she's also standing there in nothing but her bra and panties. Well, that and her expensive jewelry, but I doubt that stuff ever comes off unless absolutely necessary. And speaking of expensive, I can tell that even her bra and panties cost more than anything in my closet.

"So? What do you think? Do I look pretty?" Nicole asks as she poses.

"You look great! You could be a supermodel," I tell her. Nicole squeals in delight when she hears that.

"Yay! I was pretty sure I looked totally hot, but I wanted to ask a boy to make sure. And you're, like, the most smartest boy I know!"

Yeah right. I find it hard to believe that even a bimbo like Nicole wouldn't be able to tell how hot she looks right now. I find it much more likely that she just wanted to show off to somebody and I was the first person she could think of. A theory that I only find more likely as she continues to strike poses in front of me.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Nicole walks over to me and sticks a hand down my pants. I probably don't need to say it, but yes, I am fully erect right now.

"Hehe! It looks like your dick thinks I'm hot too! That's perfect, because I haven't had dick in what feels like forever," Nicole says.

Once she finishes saying that, Nicole turns around and walks off. Uh... that was abrupt. Was our conversation over? Unsure of what to do, I decide to stay put. After a minute, she comes back into the room. Her eyes light up when they meet with mine.

"There you are! I thought I lost you!" She giggles.

"Lost me? I didn't go anywhere," I explain.

"You didn't? Well, that's the problem. You're supposed to be following me, silly!"

Nicole once again walks off into the house. I'm still a little confused, but this time, I start walking behind her. It's kind of weird. Even though I have no idea where we're going, I feel compelled to follow along. In fact, I've been hanging on Nicole's every word since I first saw her. Despite the fact that Nicole is significantly less intelligent than she used to be, she's still just as charismatic as ever. It just feels nice to be in her presence. I'm glad to see that part of her remained in tact. Her charm has always been one of her greatest strengths, hands down. That being said, I'd still like to know what we're doing.

"Uh... Nicole?" I ask, only for Nicole to ignore me. "Nicole? Hello? Are you listening, Nicole?"

Suddenly, Nicole stops moving and spins around to face me.

"Are you talking to me?" She asks.

"Um... yes? Nicole is your name, isn't it?"

"Is it? I don't think so..."

Nicole looks down at the ground as she thinks for a second. Even in just those few seconds, it looks like she's really struggling to figure something out. I feel like I'm missing something right now. Luckily for me, Nicole suddenly has a look of realization.

"Oh, yeah! That's right! People did used to call me that, didn't they?" She says with another giggle.

"Used to?"

"Yeah, I don't really like that name anymore. It sounds kinda boring. And now that I look super duper cute, I want a super duper cute name! So I'm Nikki now."

"Oh... okay. I didn't know that you started going by a nickname," I say.

"No, silly. My name's Nikki, not Nick. You forgot the 'E' sound at the end." I have to stop myself from facepalming when she says that. "But it's okay. I don't know lots of stuff!"

Thank goodness Nico- I mean, thank goodness Nikki's family is rich. Otherwise I would be legitimately concerned for her well-being. If anyone's going to be such a huge ditz, I'm glad it's the person with so much money that it doesn't really matter. That being said, I still feel obligated to help her out where I can. This is kind of my fault, after all.

Just as Nikki starts to walk off again, I remember that this whole conversation started because I wanted to ask her something.

"Wait, Nikki. You still haven't told me where we're going yet," I call out.

"Isn't it obvious? We're going to fuck. That's, like, the whole reason you're here," she responds.

"I thought I was here because you wanted to show off your tits and ass to someone," I point out.

"Well, duh. But what's the point of showing off that stuff if you don't fuck once you're done?"

I... I actually can't really argue with that logic... Damn. I think I just got outsmarted by a bimbo. Talk about a blow to your self-confidence. Well, now that I know why I'm following Nikki, I do a much better job of keeping up. I mean, how could I not if sex is what waits at our destination?

As I follow Nikki through what feels like a million rooms (I have no idea if this house is really that big or if she just got lost on the way to her room), I decide to check for new attributes. It's not like I'm concerned about getting caught. Even if Nikki saw me using the remote, I can't imagine her being able to figure out what I'm doing with it. I pull out the remote and lock-on to the oblivious girl in front of me. Unfortunately, all that comes up is her profile. Bet I had you going there for a second, didn't I? But in all seriousness, I do notice something interesting.

- SELECTED TARGET: NIKKI BISHOP -

It looks like the remote updated itself to reflect Nikki's new name. I didn't know it could do that. Even this late in, I'm still finding out new things about this remote. But does that mean that Nikki legally changed her name? No, that can't be right. It takes longer than a few days to change your name. So... I guess the remote just displays whatever name the target identifies themselves with? Weird.

Why am I even worrying about this right now? As intriguing as this is, it definitely isn't as intriguing as the idea of having sex with Nikki right now. Since she doesn't have a new attribute, I put the remote away and keep moving through the various rooms. I can't wait to get to Nikki's room so I can really get a taste of that new body. At least, assuming that we ever find her room...