Good Luck, Have Fun, Don't Cum!

Allie, Isa, and Brooke read over the sign at the beginning of the trial of chastity. ‘For those weak of spirit, so that they might pass the trials of chastity anyway.’ It was right next to a set of chastity belts.

Brooke said, “I guess these are essentially a forfeit, but you still get the prize.”

Allie and Isa nodded their agreement. Allie replied, “Well, fat chance of me putting that on; it’s my night with Mary. I don’t think Isa is going to agree to it either.” Isa vigorously shook her head from side to side, making her look a lot like a dog shaking off water.

Isa said, “We might as well enter, as there isn’t anything else out here.” Pushing open the trial door, they saw a shimmering portal on the other side. “If we get separated, try to maintain your composure and meet up if we can.”

With that, the three of them stepped into the portal.

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Brooke found herself standing alone in a small room with padded walls and floor. It reminded her of a psychiatric cell in movies. She saw a door within an arm's width of her with a sign on it, reading: ‘Good Luck. Have Fun. Don’t Cum!’ She tried the doorknob and found it locked. She searched the room but didn’t find anything. “What am I supposed to do here?” She looked up and then noticed that there was a vent in the ceiling. Oh great… Brooke sat on the padded floor, crossing her legs. She started to take slow, deliberate, relaxing breaths. She shut her eyes and simply focused on the sound of her breathing. Which was how she noticed the slight hissing sound coming from the ceiling.

I figured it would be gas. Brooke simply sat there and tried to remain calm, but she felt he cheeks flush after a few minutes. Then her groin started to ache, and she felt like she needed to touch herself. Brooke decided to simply slap her cheeks a few times and felt better as whatever was filling the room was purged from her system. Brooke waited patiently, figuring the door would open eventually on its own. She was right. She wasn’t sure of exactly how long it took, but it opened somewhere between thirty minutes and an hour later. It opened to a hallway where it was at the end of it. She stepped out of the padded room and strode down the empty hallway. It had no other doors besides the one to her cell.

She quickly entered a circular room. In the middle of it were four couches arranged in a square. There were three other exits, one on her left and right, and one directly across from the direction she entered from. Next to the exit across from her was another stand with chastity belts right next to it. I guess we can take the forfeit whenever. That’s good to know.

Not seeing Allie or Isa here, she figured they would be along eventually and kicked back on a couch to wait.

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Allie punched the wall, frustrated. She had handled the gas entering the room fine at first, but as it became more concentrated, it was overwhelming her sense of smell.

She quickly had to pinch her nose because of the scent, which caused her to breathe in deep lungfuls of the gas instead. She tried to resist touching herself, but she gave in, thinking she would just give herself a small amount of relief, but not cum. Once she had started touching herself, it seemed the gas entered the room faster, and she was quickly in a downward spiral where she climaxed while fingering herself.

That wasn’t why she was frustrated, though. Right after she came, before she could even properly enjoy the endorphins running through her body, it felt like time rewound. The room was free from the gas, and she didn’t feel the least bit aroused. A slit in the door opened at slightly above eye level for Allie. She recognized the voice of the individual on the other side as Freya. “Welcome to Cassandra’s Correctional Center for Creating Chaste Cunts. We see you were unable to remain chaste on your own and need further treatment. Please select how you would like to continue your treatment.” The next moment, the sign on the door changed to show various treatment options available to her.

Allie frowned, reading over the list of options. “What if I refuse to pick?”

“Then treatment will be selected for you. I’ll let you know now that we simply use the last two options in combination for those unwilling to pick on their own.”

Allie saw that the sign appeared to be a touch screen and scrolled to the bottom. The last option was a chastity belt that was enchanted so it wouldn’t come off until after a specified period of time and prevented climaxing no matter what. The second-to-last option was a cream that would be applied to various places, but definitely the hands, that would randomly alter the sensitivity of the area up or down dramatically.

“How does the second to last option even help with treatment?” Allie asked.

Freya responded quickly with, “It teaches you to keep your hands off your naughty bits.”

Allie scanned the list, and Freya told her, “Pick quickly or one will be picked for you.”

Allie grimaced but picked what she thought was the least offensive option on the list. It would add a new component to the gas that would make it easier for her to relax.

Freya said warmly, “Thank you for your selection. Good Luck. Have Fun. And remember, Don’t Cum.” Freya shut the slat in the door, and gas immediately started to fill the room again.

Allie looked up at the vent where the gas was coming in from and considered tossing her sword at it to block up the vent when she realized she didn’t have it, or any of her other equipment. Why did I only just notice that? Her increased anxiety caused her to breathe rapidly for a short while. She started getting aroused again, but the gas actually calmed her down as well. Her breathing slowed, and she sat down and relaxed as more and more gas flooded the room. Eventually, she shut her eyes and started rubbing her clit. She had forgotten why she was so worried about masturbating, even though she was so horny. She just fantasized about Sam and Mark on their wedding night. About Isa, Sam, and her all being with Mark at the same time as his wives. She thought she heard a clicking sound. Mmmm, so close. Whatever that sound was, it can wait. Allie climaxed again, and time rewound again.

Allie slammed her fist against the door. “DAMNIT! I heard the lock click open. I lasted past your timer. Let me out!”

Freya opened the slat again. “Mrs. Garret, please restrain your outbursts, or we will be compelled to provide additional long-term treatment. You are correct; the door had unlocked. You were free to walk out of the cell, at which point the arousal gas would have been purged from your system. You did not, though. You chose to cum instead. Now, since the previous treatment wasn’t enough, you’ll need to select a more aggressive treatment this time.”

The list displayed again, this time with each treatment having points attached to it. Her previous choice had been a two-point option. Now she needed to select a total of four points' worth of treatment. Allie asked, “How long would I have to wear some of these things?”

“That depends on you,” Freya replied. “There isn’t a set time exactly.”

“Can I select an option more than once?”

Freya replied, “Only if it would increase the option in intensity, not duration.”

Allie decided to simply up the dosage of the relaxation gas. Allie went to the corner and lay down with her head and shoulders propped up in the corner. While Allie was getting turned on, she also felt extremely peaceful. So peaceful, she managed to take a nap.

Allie came to some time later, as she was being carried down a hallway and then placed on a couch gently. Allie opened her eyes and saw that Brooke had carried her here. Allie asked a little dreamily. “Hey, Brooke, how are things going for you?”

Brooke frowned. “I’m annoyed because I’ve been waiting for so long. I went down the side hallways to see if I could help either of you, but the doors were locked. I heard a sound a bit later coming from your hallway and saw a green light above your door. It flicked off before I could get to the door, though. When I heard it again, I sprinted to come help you. How were you asleep in that?”

Allie smiled, “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” Allie sounded high. “I just feel real mellow right now. It’s great. Not a care in the world.”

Brooke furrowed her brow. “Why do you feel like that?”

“The gas. I failed. Had to pick new treatment. Picked relaxing gas.”

Brooke pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance. Great, she’s high as a kite. Hopefully, I can fix this. Brooke helped Allie sit up. Then she slapped her across the face as hard as she could while focusing on helping Allie recover.

Allie yipped in shock and a bit of pain. The pain didn’t last longer than a second. “BROOKE WHAT THE FUCK!” Allie had stood up angrily.

Brooke nodded, “Okay, good. Seems you’re back to at least somewhat normal.”

“Good!?” Allie snarled. Then she processed what Brooke had fully said. “What do you mean by back to normal?”

“You were high, Allie. Like you had some really good weed. You said you chose a relaxation gas. Well, you were really chill. I slapped you to get at least some of it out of your system.”

Allie nodded, “Okay… sorry I got testy with you.”

“No harm, no foul. I get that using my boon will sometimes result in people having adverse immediate reactions.”

“Where’s Isa, though?” Allie asked, looking around.

Brooke shook her head. “Not out yet, and I haven’t heard the sound indicating she passed the challenge yet either. So it wasn’t even like you, where she’s allowed to leave but needs help.”

“How did you manage this challenge?” Allie asked Brooke.

“I just hit myself a few times. Cleared the gas right out before I got uncontrollably horny.”

Allie grumbled, “That boon is overpowered.”

“Be glad it’s on your side then.”

Allie just nodded. It wasn’t long before the two of them heard a sound coming from the last hallway. Brooke sprinted down the hall, leaving Allie in her dust, and swiftly opened the door as she heard a sound of someone trying to jiggle the knob on the other side.

Isa fell forward onto Brooke as the door opened, causing them to wind up in a pile as Allie approached. Allie tried to give Isa a hand up, but found it kind of difficult. Isa was wearing large paw shaped mittens. Isa rolled off Brooke, then sat on her legs, not looking up at Allie or the rising Brooke.

Allie knelt and tried to take the paws off Isa, but found them locked on. “Sorry, dear, but these aren’t coming off.” Allie looked at Isa, and it seemed like she was having very mixed feelings regarding the paws. “Any idea how long you have to wear these?”

Isa shook her head, “No, it didn’t say.”

Brooke tapped a sign next to the cell door. “It’s listed here, and OH BOY, I do not envy you.”

Allie helped Isa to her feet, and they read the requirements to remove what Isa was wearing.

‘Either give ten orgasms using only your mouth/tongue, or take it doggy style ten times. Orgasming yourself resets your counter.’

Isa stamped her foot. “That’s ridiculous! This is bullshit! How am I supposed to get that done?”

Allie said, “Don’t worry, you can just eat me out.” Allie adjusted Isa’s hair so it was out of her face. Isa realized, as Allie continued, that she was grooming her. Allie had pulled out a hairbrush.

Isa swatted Allie’s hands away with a paw. “Quit that. Why were you doing that anyway?”

“It was a mess because you fell. I needed to tidy it up.” Allie had started to fidget, not having anything productive to do. Allie stared at Isa’s hair and the fact that it wasn’t perfectly neat at the moment. “Please, Isa… I need this.”

Isa sighed, “Fine, but only because it feels nice.” Isa blushed a little.

Brooke rolled her eyes. “Let’s go back to the couches first, at least.” The other two nodded as they went back to the couches and took a breather. Allie immediately started to brush Isa. Isa nuzzled Allie’s hand with her cheek occasionally as she continued to brush her.

Brooke asked, “So how bad was it that you chose to prevent yourself from being able to use your fingers?”

Isa looked embarrassed. “I got up to ten points worth of treatments.”

Brooke asked, “What points?”

Isa looked confused, “The points for the treatment when you failed? Wait… you’re kidding me!”

Brooke shook her head, “No, I made it out on the first try.”

Isa growled, and her fur bristled, causing Allie to become annoyed. Allie said, “Quit moving; you're messing up your hair.”

Isa growled some more but stilled. Then she looked down at her hands and sighed. “I didn’t know I would have to wear these for so long.”

Allie said, “Well, look on the bright side. Mary will definitely think you make an adorable puppy.”

Isa scowled at Allie. A scowl that deepened as Allie and Brooke both started to laugh as they heard the thump, thump, thump of Isa’s tail against the couch. Isa turned around and grabbed her tail and shook it with both hands as if she could choke it. “Stupid traitor!” This caused Allie and Brooke to keel over on the couches from laughter.

A few moments later, after everyone had collected themselves, Brooke said, “So, in case you feel like you would like to avoid more issues like this, the belts are at the exit towards the next room.”

Isa shook her head, “No way in hell am I putting on one of those. I bet I’d have to be brought to orgasm several times and denied before it can come off.” Isa then thought about how she would hold a sword with these paws on, then realized and asked, “Where is all our gear? Most of it’s missing.”

Brooke said, “I don’t know. Except for my clothes and the rucksack, it all vanished. The rucksack also had various things removed from it. I’m guessing we’ll get it back before we are supposed to fight anything. You two need a couple more minutes playing groomer, or are we good to continue?”

Allie blushed a little, “Don’t tease my fiancée! But yes, we’re good to go.” Allie stood and noticed that the paws weren’t just on Isa’s hands but on her feet as well. She watched as Isa had to move a bit slower than normal to keep her balance. “You okay, Isa? That footwear doesn’t seem easy to move in.”

“I’m fine, and it isn’t. It would actually be easier to move around if I were on all fours, but I’m not fucking doing that.”

Allie helped Isa down the hall. When they came to the next room, they all groaned. There was a massive obstacle course. Except every obstacle was penis-shaped. There was another sign: ‘Keep chaste and stay away from dicks. And as always: Good luck. Have fun. Don't Cum!’

Brooke immediately pointed something out that worried her. “So, there isn't really a floor beneath the course. What happens if we fall or get knocked off?”

Allie replied, “I bet we get sent back to start. We might have to actually avoid everything perfectly. Where if we touch even one penis, we get sent back to start. That or if we cum we get sent back to start and expect the dicks to cause pleasure.”

Isa looked down at her hands and feet. “I think I might have picked the worst option.”

Allie let go of Isa and firmly commanded her, “Sit!”

Isa immediately went to her knees and put her butt on the floor. The next moment, Isa looked up at Allie, confused. “Allie, I don't appreciate this!” Thump thump thump went her tail. Allie just looked at the wagging tail and then back at her kneeling fiancée. “Fine, that was hot, but as the whole point is not to cum, I don't appreciate you turning me on.”

Allie nodded, “I get that, but I needed to do that for you to get past this room.”

Isa cocked her head to the side, just like a curious puppy. “How is this helping?”

Allie opened her rucksack and pulled out a bright red ball. Brooke immediately asked, “You just have a ball in your bag?”

Allie shook her head. “No, it's a gag. See where you can attach something to the sides?” Allie held it out for Brooke to inspect.

Brooke nodded, “Okay, so still kinky to just be walking around with, just less kinky than I thought.”

Allie shrugged, not really bothered. Then she turned to Isa. “Who's a good girl? That's right, Isa's a good girl. Look at what I have.” Isa’s tail went wild when she was called a good girl. Then her entire body went still when Allie held out the red ball slightly above her. She was laser focused on the ball, though. “Do you want the ball? Yeah, you want the ball. Go get it.” Allie pivoted on her heel and tossed the ball as hard as she could manage to get it to cross the entirety of the room.

Isa’s body was honest and instantly moved. She did not stand and mimicked her performance from the temple of humility, except she seemed to be faster now because of her added levels. She blurred across the obstacle course, avoiding everything easily. She skidded to a stop as she snatched the ball out of the air with her mouth. She turned around and nearly started her way back across the course, but stopped herself. Then Isa flushed, bent forward, and covered her face with both paws, feeling like she was about to die from embarrassment. Her tail, on the other hand, was wagging vigorously in the air.

Brooke looked at Isa, a good fifty or more feet away, and then slowly turned to Allie. “Did… did you know she could do that?”

Allie tapped her chin. “Know? … Not exactly. Have you ever seen a dog show obstacle course?”

Brooke said, “Maybe on YouTube.”

“Well, the first temple had one, and she blitzed through it, and she wasn’t permitted to stand upright for it. I didn’t know if the ball would work or not, but after I told her to sit and her body moved instinctively, I thought it might.”

Brooke glanced back at Isa, whose butt was stuck up in the air, and her tail was wagging furiously. “You have one kinky fiancée.”

Allie beamed, “I do. Also, a very kinky wife slash husband.”

Brooke shook her head in disbelief at her situation. “You want to go next, or should I?”

Allie asked, “You think you’ll be okay?”

Brooke said, “Yeah… pretty sure if Isa didn’t have a speed focus class, I would finish this course faster than her.” Allie gave her a disbelieving look. “Allie, are you going to be okay getting through this? You’re… well, you’re not exactly in the best shape.”

Allie frowned, “I’m perfectly healthy.”

“Not saying you aren’t, but I wouldn’t really classify you as athletic, and your class is about taking hits and hitting things even harder. I’m just worried you’ll wind up on this side alone and have trouble crossing.”

Allie said, “Whatever. I’ll go before you, then I guess.” Allie moved to the beginning of the course and really focused on not looking down as she would see darkness beneath her. She slowly moved through the course. The first six obstacles were easy enough to avoid just by being patient and waiting for the clear opening. The next obstacle had two paths. The first was jumping between over two dozen small platforms that would have small dicks pop out like a spike in a cascade from start to finish, forcing her to rapidly cross the platforms or get hit. The other path she thought might be worse, but wasn’t sure. It had only five platforms, but each moved back and forth from left to right. To make matters worse, there was a set of massive rotating penises that she’d need to duck under or jump over at the same time.

Seeing Allie’s hesitation, Brooke shouted. “I don’t think you’re fast enough for the speed path. Do the other one.”

Allie held up a middle finger, high into the air, to make sure Brooke knew she had heard her. Allie was checking out the pattern the platforms moved in. Once she was confident, she knew it and had a route planned out; she moved. Allie ducked and dove over the rotating dicks. She crossed the first three platforms with little issue. The next one was the tricky part for her. She had to wait for the rotating dicks to make three full rotations so the platforms were lined up correctly.

That, plus one of the hops over the rotating bar, was when the platform she was standing on was moving in the same direction. She nearly fell off the platform making that jump, but managed to stabilize herself. She rushed for the opportunities she was waiting for and jumped over the remaining platforms that were now in synch for quick jumps. Unfortunately for her, one of her feet landed on the edge of the solid ground, and she started falling backward.

Brooke’s hand shot out and grabbed Allie by the wrist and onto the solid ground. “That was close.”

Allie was breathing heavily, thinking she was about to fall into the abyss below. “HOW… How did you… Get here?” Allie panted out as she clutched the left side of her chest.

Brooke blinked. “Allie, I got bored waiting for you to figure out the pattern and took the speed route. I was right, by the way. No way you could have used it. I’ve been waiting for you for five minutes, or so.”

Allie glared at Brooke, then at the rest of the course, and saw she was only about halfway.

Brooke asked, “Allie, would you like my help?”

“What help?”

Brooke pointed to the further obstacles. “Everything from here on out looks easy enough for me. I could probably even carry you since you aren’t in that armor. Honestly, this might be why we had our gear removed.”

“You think you can actually move while carrying me?”

Brooke just swept Allie into a princess carry to prove her point. “Yes.” Allie slung an arm around Brooke’s shoulders to help stabilize herself. Brooke had been paying attention to Isa’s path and mimicked much of it at just a bit slower pace.

Allie pouted as Brooke put her down gently, having cleared the course. “How can you move like that, Brooke?”

“A combination of things, I suppose. I’ve mentioned this before, but I spar with Sam fairly regularly. So I was already in shape and know how to move my body. Then I have my body’s capabilities turned up to eleven, heck, maybe even twelve. Then our classes further enhance our abilities.” Brooke glanced down at Isa, who was sitting on her legs in a kneeling position. “I would guess Isa is in a similar position, being a dancer and then having her dexterity and agility enhanced by her class.”

Isa nodded vigorously.

Brooke offered Isa a hand up. When Isa put a paw in it but didn’t move to stand up, Brooke said, “Isa, get up. I’m not humoring you playing puppy right now.”

Isa was a mix of annoyed and happy at what Brooke said as she stood. Then Isa looked at Allie. “I hope you realize I have every intention of giving you back that ball later tonight.”

Allie smirked, “I look forward to it.” Then she had a sad frown. “Then again… that might not realistically happen tonight.”

The three started to walk to the next room in silence.

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As they reached the entryway to the next room, their gear immediately reappeared on them. Inside, they saw the statues that had become a common fixture of the temples. Inside, they saw three statues were active: Sam, in her dragon form, Laura, and, at first glance, what appeared to be Talia, until Allie noticed the second Talia statue on the side of the room. They quickly figured out that it was actually Ellen and not Talia.

Allie said, “Uh oh. This is not good.”

Brooke said, “What’s the problem? Are these really that tough?”

Allie considered that, “Well, they have been weaker than the real thing so far, but they have also been closing that gap even as we increase in power. It’s more the combination of opponents. If we don’t get rid of Ellen’s statue quickly, we could be in a problematic situation. Then there’s the issue that Isa has those paws on.”

Isa waved Allie off. “I should be fine.” Isa pulled her scimitars out and, despite not having opposable thumbs, seemed to be able to wrap her fingers around the hilts well enough to wield them.

Allie nodded, “Okay, here’s my plan then; I’ll use my taunts to draw all the attention towards me. You two need to go all out from the very beginning and take down Ellen’s statue. If she isn’t dealt with immediately, I don’t think we stand a chance.”

Brooke asked, “Why not?”

Allie remembered that Brooke hadn’t really seen Talia in action so far. “So Talia makes these pockets of slower or faster time.”

“I recall her doing that at the shop with Laura. It caused a big explosion.”

Allie nodded. “Yeah, because she put it around Laura; if she had put it around the dummy instead, it still would have caused the explosion just further away from Laura. The same thing could happen here. So rush her. Isa, use your shadow clones and wolves from the get-go as well.”

Isa replied, “I’ll only be able to fight for a few minutes if I do that.”

“I know. This fight will likely be decided in the first few moments. It’s honestly a game of rocket tag. Let me know when you are both ready. I’ll charge as the signal to start.” Allie manifested her spectral claws and got into a position to charge Laura and let out a howl to taunt the statues.

Isa crouched low and began letting out a low growl. Isa said, “Ready.”

Brooke balanced on her front foot and pulled back her rapier as if she were going to lunge and thrust it directly into Ellen’s statue. “Ready.”

Allie nodded, and after a tense moment, all hell broke loose. Allie charged and howled. It managed to taunt the Laura and Ellen statues, but that resulted in Allie being frozen in a time bubble. Ellen also managed to bubble Isa and about half of her shadow clones and wolves. Sam let out a lightning breath weapon that destroyed the other half, and when the time bubble ended would likely engulf Isa. Sam’s tail swiped at and nearly hit Brooke, but Brooke managed to twist her body in the air as she lunged over the tail and thrust her sword straight through the Ellen statue’s chest.

Brooke kicked back off the statue, pulling her sword out as it crumbled to dust. The time bubbles popped, which resulted in Isa taking the full brunt of the lightning breath and Allie taking the many lust bolts that the Laura statue had sent her way.

Isa seized up as electric pleasure coursed through her body, then she crumpled on the floor. Allie grew enraged from the frustration caused by taking so many lust bolts to the face, causing her HP to tank, but also from Isa getting incapacitated. She managed to continue her lunge through the stream of projectiles Laura was launching and struck at the Amazonian statue. She got in a few good swipes and managed to break Laura’s staff, which was when the Sam statue decided that Allie had to go and reached out and grabbed both Allie and the Laura statue in a claw and started to crush them together.

A moment later, the fight was a 1v1 as Sam’s statue turned towards Brooke.

Brooke swore, “Well, shit… I guess there is a first time for everything.” Brooke said as she squared up to fight a facsimile of her best friend, not confident at all that she had a chance of victory all alone.

Sam lunged at Brooke like a wild beast at first, causing Brooke to be caught off guard, as it was so unlike Sam’s usual fighting style, but she quickly adapted, finding it actually easier to deal with than she expected. They traded blows for nearly a minute, with Brooke still coming out the loser despite Sam’s current fighting style being easier to deal with than normal.

Both separated for a moment, and Brooke took the opportunity to pull out a spare dagger she had and jammed it into her thigh. It caused a momentary jolt of frustration followed by a soothing sensation throughout her body. Maybe I can win this… I just have to keep healing myself. She put the dagger away and tried to reengage but realized she had made a mistake letting Sam have any distance, as Sam let out a jet of water directly at Brooke. Brooke managed to turn just enough so that only her hip was clipped by the jet, but it sent her sprawling to the floor.

Brooke tried to recover but found an armoured boot on her chest as she tried to stand. Sam’s statue had returned to her humanoid form and held her sword to Brooke’s throat, pressing in ever so slightly. Brooke wasn’t sure why, but the statue seemed to be hesitating. Brooke stared up at her friend’s face and thrust her rapier up towards a gap in Sam’s armor. It never reached her, as the statue pressed down harder and incapacitated Brooke.

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Smug smugly looked at Cassandra. “SEE, I told you these were difficult. Granted, they did randomly roll one of the worst combinations possible for them, but still.”

Cassandra relented. “FINE! I’m sorry! You aren’t rigging the temples or dungeons.”

Smug did a swift nod, while letting out a huff to signal that she had won the argument and Cassandra was ridiculous for having ever doubted Smug’s pure intentions to create fair and balanced challenges.

Cassandra mused, “I must say it is rather unfortunate for Brooke; she had made it through flawlessly until that point. Weirdly, if she had gone alone, the temple would have been easier for her.”

Smug nodded. “Them's the breaks. I expect them to cake walk it on their next attempt either tomorrow or the day after.”

“True enough,” Cassandra replied. Cassandra noticed that the camera had once again focused on her and Smug in the observation room. “Astrid, you wouldn’t happen to be shifting the camera to the two of us?”

ASTRID spoke over a speaker system. “I have been. There has been an uptick from the audience in wanting to know more about the two of you. Especially since Smug here just might wind up a proper part of Master’s harem.”

Smug turned towards Cassandra and glared, “I thought you said—”

“I did, and I meant it. Mark is likely going to upgrade his staff again, in an attempt to help Astrid.”

ASTRID chimed in, “While I’m quite pleased by the addition of my sister units being included in Master’s harem, I fail to understand how that helps me or what needs improvement. ~OH!~ Is Master going to correct my sister units’ misunderstanding that they are actually people and not androids like myself? That would be quite the boon!”

Cassandra sighed, knowing she couldn’t do anything to help Astrid with that misconception. Smug hugged Cassandra and said, “Don’t worry, Mom. I think Mark is actually onto something.”

Cassandra weakly smiled as she hugged her daughter back.