De(railing)

“A frosty welcome to the Mean Maid Contestant satisfaction coldline. My name is Sharon. I am your customer service success agent. What can I do today to make your day cooler?”

...

“A chilly good night to you, Ma’am! You are currently calling out of open hours of...”

…

“My deepest apologies, Ma’am. It appears I was not...no, the shop proprietor of the Magic Cherry Shop is currently busy with date related obligations. No, her replacement also happens to be frozen in place. No pun intended.”

...

“My deepest apologies, Mademoiselle. His excellency, Lord Preminger is currently attending to some out of set obligations. I am more than happy to leave a message, and he will get…”

...

“Interrupting the master’s date? Madam, with all due respect, no...no, only the host is...no, no, I can not patch you through to the host. No, no I understand but her most exalted and greatest Harem Hotel host -definitely much more exalted then the Ghost Host- Voyager Witch and actual omnipotent Goddess, Mistress Ora is currently napping and gave strict instructions to not be disturbed unless an attack by the Ghost Host occurre...there is no need for threats Madam. No, I am not allowed to escalate this call. My deepest apologies for being incompetent. No, I am not familiar with Mr. Penguin. Ma’am, that is...”

CLICK!

BEEP

BEEP

BEEP

Sharon put her receiver down and let out a sigh.

She isn’t getting paid enough for this.

…

..

.

“She wants me to make a Devil Deal with Peshkova. Particular one that gives me the power of Cupid.”

...

...

...

…

..

.

Ashley could say nothing.

For close to thirty seconds all he could do was stare at Carol’s face in complete shock.

“D-Don’t do that”, he at last managed to squeeze out with a dry, hoarse throat.

The way he looked must have scared the living daylights out of Carol.

Even so, her compulsion forced her to answer the first thing going through her mind.

“Ah...I….Uh….I will take this into consideration.”

“Consideration?”, he repeated, futilely trying to keep the anger out of his voice.

Carol showed a nervous smile. “Uh, no spoilers but I kinda have already made up my mind? I’m supposed to use this date to determine what I do, but…yeah…it’s kinda a done deal at this point.”

The idea to lose Dahlia’s love was more terrifying than Ashley could have imagined.

“I guess if you..uh...act violently or something it would...maybe influence my decision. But, the funny thing is, I can’t even say in which direction. Ahahahaha. Things are a bit messy aren’t they?"

And it took all his willpower to not do something he would regret.

“Don’t”, he repeated.

Ashley took a deep breath. Tried whatever he could to bring his emotions down back to a reasonable level.

Then he pressed his face forward into Carol’s boobs.

“E-eeep!”

The effect hit him almost immediately. As Ashley enjoyed the soft, marshmallow quality of Carol’s boobs his mind started to relax.

“P-Pompadour?”, Carol stammers. “W-w-we must really talk about consent. I...kinda like it when you do that b-but you I feel I should put a s-stop to it because my breasts aren’t free use to just be used whenever you like it...even though it is somewhat arousing.”

Eventually, (Carol was still blubbering) he removed his head again.

Good. This was better.

“Carol”, he interrupted her again, this time with a voice almost eerily calm. “I need you to think about this rationally.”

The red headed nerd nodded. “Yes, I quite agree. I am doing so. I will rationally base my decision on your…”

“No, you don’t”, he interrupted. “Let’s put me out of the equation for a bit. These Devil Deals all come with a price.”

“I am aware of that.”

Ashley continued. “We don’t have much to go on but these prices seem to be both proportional and substantial. If you were to go through with this Devil Deal, gain the power to influence the very emotions of another person, the price you would have to pay would no doubt be enormous.”

“Yes”. Carol agreed. “My understanding was that De Sade would use her influence and drastically reduce the price for my Devil Deal.”

“If that is the case, why wouldn’t she make that Deal herself? Why use you as an intermediary and risk it falling through?"

“Because...this is a test. A test to determine my devotion. If I do whatever de Sade requires of me, I will be saved.”

Ashley looked Carol straight in the eyes. “Do you truly believe that?”

Carol gulped. “I….I choose to believe it because the alternative is too horrific to even consider.”

“That is not rational”, Ashley reminded her. “That is religion.”

Carol chuckled weakly at that. “How can I not turn to faith in the face of everything we witnessed?”

Ashley didn’t know how to respond.

Meanwhile Carol started trembling. “I...I’m so terrified I feel like I could shit myself.”

…

“I’m not that strong Pompadour. I have to cling to somebody more powerful to survive. Because the alternative is too frightful to face.”

“Then cling to me.”

Carol showed a timid smile. “You are not strong enough, Pompadour.”

“You think I can’t protect you from de Sade?”

“No”, Carol answered immediately. “Even if you could, I’m too far down your list of priorities. What am I against Black or your sister? Marvelous adores you and it is plain to see that you have become fond of Sinclair. I would be among the first you would sacrifice.”

Ashley shook his head. “Do you remember what I told you a few days ago? In the hedge maze?"

"Yes", Carol gave a nod. "That you refuse to sacrifice anybody."

Ashley nodded back. "I am sure you have figured it out as well. This game can be win without any eliminations."

“That is only true at a theoretical level”, Carol gave back. “You are attempting to solve the prisoner’s dilemma. Even without any bad actors that is a nigh impossible task.”

“I will figure something out.”

“I find that unlikely. You are less intelligent than me. If I can’t find a way, neither can you.”

“Please believe me.”

“I can’t do that. Between your power and my Mistress. The choice is obvious."

Ashley’s face slowly turned into a mask. “Does that mean you will go through with de Sade’s plan?”

Carol gave a small nod. “Yes, clinging to de Sade is my only chance at salvation.”

"Even at the cost of me hating you?"

"De Sade will protect me from your wrath."

“Is there anything I could say to convince you otherwise?”

...

“I do not think so, Pompadour.”

...

Ashley’s hands dashed forward.

They grabbed Carol’s neck.

And squeezed.

Carol let out a weird noise as she stared at the master in confusion.

She grabbed his hands and tried to pry them off, but to no avail.

This was odd.

While Carol was by no means strong, Pompadour should not have the means to overpower her.

However…

The bunnysuit was ensuring a constant level of arousal that drastically sapped her strength.

“I don’t think you quite understand how much Dahlia means to me”, the master spoke as he continued to apply pressure to her throat. “She is everything to me.”

Carol’s only response was some hacked noises.

That and her spasm.

Regardless of that, Ashley continued to tighten his grip. “If you and de Sade try to take her away from me, do you really think I would allow that?”

A sad smile formed on the master's lip.

“Do you want to know the funny part?”

Carol frantically shook her head.

“This is almost certainly what de Sade planned. By doing this she will have accomplished her goal of turning me into a monster.”

Carol gagged.

“Shall we put your faith to the test?”, the master asked coldly. “Shall we find out just how much you mean to your master?"

By now, Carol’s face was starting to turn purple..

But even then Ashley did not let go of his grip.

Nothing else happened either. No savior appeared.

…

Ashley did not let go.

“Looks like I will be turning into a monster.”

Carol was feeling faint. Her consciousness was starting to fade.

“It is alright. If it means Dahlia’s safety, this is nothing."

Ah...Carol Summers thought in her final moments.

I miscalculated.

…

…

...

And then, suddenly, the pressure was lifted.

The redhead gasped and greedily pumped in large quantities of air into her lungs

She grabbed her throat, gently massaging it.

“I knew you couldn’t…”

Carol choked almost again.

Because it wasn’t Pompadour who had stopped. Nor was it de Sade that suddenly appeared.

“Can’t you kids play nice? Seriously”, Cherry said with a groan.

“She started it”, Ashley said.

“I don’t care who started it. You are supposed to fuck, not murder your date, you psycho midget."

“Right”, Ashley nodded, with a disturbing calm. “Incidentally, did De Sade send you?”

Cherry gave Ashley a look.

And dumped him on the floor.

“Fuck no.”

“I thought so”, the master nodded while getting up again. “Now what? is the date ove...!!!"

Ashley yelped as Cherry had grabbed him by the balls.

"The shitty little brat was very clear that absolutely nothing is allowed to interrupt a date", Cherry growled. "But pull this fucking shit again and you are going to spend the night dangling from the mobile suit by your balls."

Cherry gave said balls a final painful squeeze, before releasing the master and stomping off.

“I have a feeling she doesn’t like me anymore”, Ashley commented sardonically while gingerly adjusting his tunic.

Meanwhile, the red headed nerd continued rubbing her throat. “Y-You almost killed me…”

The terror on Carol’s face was plain to see.

“You already died yesterday”, Ashley casually responded. “I was quite sure that someone would either stop me or you would be revived.”

“But you would have still murdered me”, Carol said incredulously.

Ashley stared at her. “I told you, Dahlia means everything to me. You threatened to take her away from me. If anything could turn me into a monster, that would without a doubt do it.”

And for once, Carol was at a loss for words.

Ashley went to the bar and poured himself a drink. “I hope this demonstration proved to you how little de Sade values you. You are a means to an end. A chess piece to be sacrificed when it’s convenient." He showed Carol the bottle. "Want some too?"

“De sade will betray me…?”

It was less a question and more a cold, hard realization.

"Guess that's a yes." Ashley handed his date a glass while taking a sip from his own. “I think this is the logical conclusion. There is no way you could function in my Harem after doing that to Dahlia. This isn’t the first time either. She already tried to sacrifice you during the challenge yesterday. Your only value to her is as a scapegoat.”

“Oh.”

The reality was that for Carol this was not some grand revelation.

Logically speaking, this was the most likely outcome.

De Sade did not care for her.

Carol simply closed her eyes from this truth.

“Logically speaking”, Carol continued as she clutched her glass. “De Sade could have been aware that I would be saved. Her intervention might not have been strictly necessary.”

“Ah…”, Ashley scratched the back of his head. “You noticed that, huh?”

…

"Why are you so calm?", Carol asked with a perplexed expression.

"A good question", Ashley admitted, taking a bigger swig. “Maybe I’m just tired?”

“Tired?”

“Tired of pretending.”

For a few seconds, Carol merely stared at Ashley unblinking

And then, something changed.

The manic expression on Carol’s face became almost serene.

She gingerly grabbed her fallen glasses, stood up from the bed and went down on one knee in front of Ashley.

She then grabbed his arm and delicately placed a kiss on the back of his hand.

“I have decided to put my faith in you...my perverted Lady.”

Carol Transformation Path change

Teacher’s Pet >Faith

Where does he even begin?

Ashley responded to the kneeling bunny with a ponderously slow nod to buy some time. “May I ask what changed?”

Carol gave an equally ponderous nod back. “You. For the first time, demonstrated me your conviction. Not with mere words but with actions. You were willing to kill me for what you desire. That is the hallmark of a true pervert. And for the first time I believe you have returned to your former glory. Welcome back, my perverted Lady."

Ashley tried to act more dignified then the situation probably deserves. But, atrocious words aside, Carol appeared to be genuine. "I appreciate your devotion, Carol. I will let not let you down. Uh...you can raise again.”

“Thank you, my perverted Lady”, Carol stood up again.

...

"Can't it at least be my perverted Lord?"

"My apologies, my perverted Lady. While I recognize you as my mistress, I just struggle with seeing you as male. Especially in this tunic, which suits you very well. If anything you look more like a tomboyish Goddess, descending from on high to mingle with the commoners."

And here he thought Sahara was bad.

"Have no fear, my perverted Lady. I am sure once my current punishment has run it's course I will be able to adress you in a more masculine fashion even though it really does not do you justice. It would be nice if there was a way to turn you permanently into a Female. It is a shame that transformation of yours did not win out. And if you think that is a contradiction because I voted for domination, that is not so. I just prefer my domination if it is done by a Female. It is the de Sade way."

Calm down, Ashley. Think of your balls.

“And with that out of the way. My perverted Lady, would you give me the honor of bedding you?"

…

…

…

“Eh?”

…

..

.

“You think he’s having some fun up there?”

Leaning on the railing of the roof, Shizuka stared up to the tiny dot of light that was slowly moving up the mountain.

“I most certainly do not care about that”, Sahara responded with a huff as she joined the doctor, rubbing her arms in the process. “Say? Are you not cold?” Sahara wasn’t exactly dressed for the occasion either, still wearing her skimpy work uniform for a lack of other options.

Even so, her outfit certainly beat being buck naked.

“Eh”, Shizuka responded while lightening herself a smoke, struggling a bit with the flame due to the strong wind. “Nothing more healthy after a hot bath than some good old fashioned cold therapy. And we have an easy ten minutes before frostbite sets in.”

HOW COMFORTING!

Sahara had zero intention of remaining in this frigid place longer than needed, however…

She looked back up the manager tower. “Are you quite sure we should not keep an eye on her?”,

After the bath, they basically dragged the catatonic caramel woman back up to her quarters and dumped her on the bed. It’s not that they had another choice. She was pretty much drowning in her own juices by then.

“Can’t”, Shizuka responded, staring out towards the massive peak that served as the destination of the mobile suite. “There’s some influence on our minds preventing us from spending the night up there. I imagine the same is true for all the different rooms. Gotta make sure everyone’s properly situated.”

“I say”, Sahara frowned. “That is most unpleasant!”

Shizuka was inclined to agree. Being naked was one thing, but she hated having her mind manipulated much more. “You had your mind messed with as well. How does it feel?”

“You are talking about my infatuation with Daddy, I take it?”

“Yep.”

Sahara pondered that for a bit. “It feels...normal. A simple enough affair to resist if I truly wished to do so. But I do believe Daddy is worthy of my grace. Truth be told, I always found him somewhat handsome in a dorky unpolished fashion.”

“That so?”

Shizuka took a puff from her smoke and wondered how much of that was tampered memories. Maybe she got lucky after all. Seeing everything through a horny lens 18/7 isn’t ideal. But at least she still had this window of clarity.

…

“By the by…”, the doctor spoke again. “You know the brats birthday?”

“The brat?”, Sahara was rather confused by the pivot.

“Kikki.”

“Ah!” The blonde nodded smugly “Why of course I do! What friend would I be, if I didn’t? It’s the first of November!”

“Huh.”

.It came up during her conversation with Ashy-ko earlier today.

Sadie said the brats' birthday was on Halloween while Ashy-ko insisted it was the 30th of October.

Which means one of the two got the date wrong. Obviously. It was such a minor thing that it wasn’t even worth remembering.

And yet, it niggled in the back of Shizuka’s mind. And now that said mind was fully operational again it demanded answers.

Unfortunately for the doctor, Blondie’s response only served to confound matters even more.

Three different people all gave different answers to the same question.

“You sure about that?”

“Of course I am!”, Sahara huffed indignant. “I may not appear that way but I know all my lackey’s birthday’s!”

“That a fact? What’s Ashy-ko’s?”

“The 14th of January!”, Sahara announced proudly. “Although such an unremarkable date hardly is fit for my future husband. Once we are married I will have him take on my own birthday."

That one checks out.

So what? Just a weird coincidence? She might have to ask the brat herself.

“What is the reason for this interrogation?”, Sahara demanded to know.

…

“It’s starting to get cold”, the doctor instead simply responded. “Let’s head back inside.”

…

..

.

Carol was serious. Ashley could see it in her eyes.

Maybe it was silly of him to hesitate here, after he just strangled her.

No, that was looking at it completely wrong! He wasn’t the weird one. I mean, he very much was but at least not in this specific situation!

She is the one wanting sex after he nearly killed her!

It’s not like that punishment actually forces her to do that. So this has to be all her. Right?

No, hold on, was he stupid or something? Sex here gives you points. This has to be just so she can get ahead.

Carol raised an eyebrow. “Is something the matter, my perverted Lady? The point of this date is to have sexual intercourse.”

“N-No…”, Ashley cleared his throat, suddenly feeling a lot less confident. “It’s just...I just tried to kill you.”

“Yes. In order to prove a point. It was a calculated risk. And it was sexually stimulating.”

“Y-you enjoyed that?”

Carol blushed although she did so the entire time, so it was hard to tell if this was from embarrassment or just arousal.

She squeezed her legs together. “I...enjoyed how forceful you were. You wanted to get your way and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I liked that strength of yours. And I like to be told what to do and be made to do so by force.”

Ashley raised an eyebrow. “Earlier you just tried to peg me.”

“I would have enjoyed that too”, Carol responded promptly. “ I was trained in the art of domination by de Sade. According to her, I am fully ready to penetrate you and make you scream like…”

“Ok, ok, I get the point!”, Ashley interrupted. “So it’s dominating or getting dominated with you, huh?”

“We can also have boring regular intercourse. I would not particularly enjoy that but it would suffice.”

Yeah screw that.

Ashley pushed Carol back on the bed.

Carol responded with a startled yelp but by then Ashley was already hovering over her.

“I am going to dominate you now”, he whispered.

Carol looked at him with eyes big as saucer.

But she made no attempt to move away.

She was without a doubt very ready.

…

Well, so far so good. But what now?

Undress right, gotta undress her.

The master attempted to slip Carol out of her bunny-dress, but quickly realized that this was not possible. He could move the suit out of place for easy access, but some invisible force prevented him from stripping her out of the suit completely.

“It has to stay on”, Carol gasped out. “I will have to pay a 1000 BP fine to remove it."

"O-oh."

"It is fine. Not the fine is fine, the situation is fine. I do not think you have it in you, to dominate me, my perverted Lady. At least not sexually. You are good at strangling. But that is more foreplay. For the nonce, it would be better if we have the maid procure a thirty inch long strap on pen..eeeeeep!"

Ashley had grabbed her legs and yanked them upwards until they almost made contact with her head.

“Stay like this”, he ordered.

“L-L-Like this?”, Carol flushed, clearly very flustered to be put into such a humiliating position. “B-But that is so lewd! It is humiliating! It is..eeeep!"

Ashley had grabbed her butt.

master grabbed your butt +0.5VP (PVP limit reached)

“I don’t think I gave you permission to talk”, he growled as he squeezed Carol’s butt further. You naughty bunny-bitch.”

There was a clear response to the insults as Carol’s whole body shivered. “I...I like to be called that..”

“Bunny-bitch?”, Ashley repeated. “You like to be a bunny-slut?”

This time Carol only gasped in response.

“You could make it work”, Ashley surmised. “I could send you out to shake those huge tits and fat ass and make me money.”

The moan that followed was unmistakable.

“When it comes down to it, that is all you’re good for. Just a dumb bunny to be whored out. Maybe then you will finally shut up."

Carol gasped as her body trembled. “It is you who needs to shut up and breed me already.”

Ashley did not overlook that. “Breed?”

“I...it’s humanities duty to procreate. Pump your superior Goddess DNA into me. Our offspring will be the ultimate life-form.”

This took a weird turn. Well, weirder then this whole night already was.

Ashley had no desire to become a father.

But if he stopped here, he might very well lose the initiative.

Then there was no telling what Carol might do. She might even go back to de Sade.

For the sake of the woman he loved he must have sex with the woman in front of him.

Luckily his dick was more than up for the task again. All it took was slipping Carol’s bunnysuit a bit to the side before he found a wet and eager entrance.

“A-ah!”, the red haired nerd gasped. “T-that is m-my butt!”

“So what?”, Ashley grunted. “A hole is a hole.”

“T-that is not applicable in thiiiis…!”

Already Ashley started pumping.

This was a complete spur of the moment decision, but he enjoyed the tightness of Carol’s anus. Of course, he didn’t exactly have a lot of experience when it came to fucking, let alone anal, but luckily his dick seemed to know what it was doing and Carol was sounding like she was enjoying herself.

The red haired nerd gasped as each thrust sent a fresh spike of pain and pleasure through her body. A dichotomy that by now she was well accustomed to.

“But I was the one who should have pegged you, my perverted Lady!”, Carol complained between moans.

Ashley responded by grabbing her throat again.

“Shut up. Do you have any idea how many problems you caused me?”

Carol could only gag in response. But he felt her hole clench tight around him.

“Seriously, you are such a dumb slut. You should have just submitted to me from the start. In fact, what was that grandiose display just now? Didn’t you already lick the dirt of my shoes or was that all for show?”

Ashley slightly loosened his grip, so she could respond.

“It was all for show!”

SQUEEZE!

“What a scheming bunny you are! It seems I have no chance but to show you my greatness!”

Ashley resumed his thrusting. It was a bit of an awkward position with him having to lean forward to keep holding her throat but it felt surprisingly good. It’s a good thing Carol sucked him off earlier. With how eagerly she was squeezing him, he would have ejaculated already otherwise.

“Anything else you want to confess while we’re at it?”

“I...I think a tunic suits you splendid, my perverted Lady! It brings out your legs!”

SQUEEZE

“I wet the bed until 1943 days ago!”

THRUST!

“AND I’M ABOUT TO CUM MY BRAINS OUT!”

SQUEEZE!

THRUST! THRUST! THRUST!

And at last it became too much. Mount Ashley erupted. And by the way Carol was screeching it appears she wasn’t that far behind either.

strangulation play! +2VP

First Time Bonus! +2VP

(PVP limit reached, replaced earlier gains)

Sex!(anal) +3 VP (Carol)

First Time Bonus! +3 VP

(PVP limit reached, replaced earlier gains)

…

The moment Ashley let go of her throat, Carol collapsed backwards with Ashley on top and still inside her. He let his face sink into her massive tits, enjoying the calm, peaceful sensation that washed over him.

It would be nice to say that after the sex a pregnant quiet fell over the mobile suite and the two would slowly fall asleep.

That was not the case however.

“That was an amazing orgasm”, Carol blurted out between breaths. “My mind went pretty much blank it was the best orgasm I ever received. As expected, you are good at this, my perverted Lady. Even though you look like a scrawny twig I must admit you can play the role of a sadistic mistress very well. In fact I think the dichotomy between your bratty baby face and your actions is very attractive. And those thighighs look amazing on you.”

…

“I still believe I should dominate you at some point as well. Now that you have proven that you are not a complete failure, my desire to dominate you has rekindled itself. Since I do not have a penis I would have to use a strap on to penetrate your tight virgin anal cavity and make you my bitch. I would like you to wear a frilly maid outfit and a chastity cage around your dick while I do so.”

…

“But please do not mistake my intention. I do not derive any pleasure from the act of sexual intercourse itself. It is the domination that stakes the fan of my lust. I can submit or make you submit. I believe the term for this is called a Switch. A switch is also something you press for a number of different applications. Like the switch on a vibrator, which I would like to insert into your rectum. Incidentally, it is also a video game console. Controllers of Video game controller vibrate. I want to insert a video game controller into your rectum and make it vibrate.”

...

“So, how long do you think your punishment lasts?”, an exhausted Ashley asked.

“Until tomorrow morning or to be more precise until this date comes to a close, my perverted Lady. Sleep might be preventing me from sharing more thoughts but I am not quite sure if that is truly the case or if I would just talk in my sleep. That would not be an issue for me but it would most likely prevent you from getting a proper rest. But that is not my main concern, my perverted Lady. In fact, if you are disgruntled, you might abuse me more, so I think I will act in a way that will deliberately frustrate you from now on.”

…

Maybe he should strangle Carol until she passes out after all.

…………………………………………….

End of Day 5 Work report:

Earned BP

Shizuka Hayabusa: + 168BP

Kikki Peshkova: + 280BP

Carol Summers: +0 BP (no work due to date)

Megan Watson +0BP(-6VP, worked only six hours)

Liz Sinclair: +100 BP

Sahara Marvelous: +112BP

Manager total points earned: +6VP

VP and BP standing:

1) half-imp: Kikki Peshkova: 69.25VP 5472 BP

2) Devotee: Carol Summers: 35 VP 320 BP

3) Doggie: Liz Sinclair: 30.25 VP 175 BP

4) nude nurse: Shizuka Hayabusa: 23.5 VP 168 BP (962 BP collateral, outstanding debt: 3038 BP

5) Hag: Miss de Sade: 17.5 VP 3200 BP

6) Cowslut: Dahlia Black: 13 VP 4598 BP

7) NEET: Megan Watson: 5.25 VP 322 BP

8) Daddy's girl: Sahara Marvelous: -11 VP 1712 BP (+500 BP to be awarded)

pot: -17.5 Victory points

total: 165.25 Victory Points

Character Bio's(post first transformations)

Rules and regulations