Make Her a True Believer

Alright... yeah... alright.

Her ranting gives me some time to catch up, and the unsettling silence I permit to follow seems to waver her conviction. I mean, if I was an alien capable of manipulating or replacing people with versions that I could better use towards my own ends... well, I guess that’s only so far from what I actually-

Now’s not the time to get philosophical. I think to my phone, but would she even let me use it? Would she... try and stop me if I did? The succubi would punish her for trying, right? Because I definitely do NOT want her taking it... right? As I slowly rationalize how I could overpower her (if I was wrong), it dawns on me that Wendy is clearing her throat.

“Well?”

“W... Well.”

Betting on my ability to overpower her, I draw the phone from my pocket and unlock it. She watches it intently, and I'm ready for her to pounce or for Jane to begin emanating from this short twig of a teen... but Wendy doesn't move or speak. She does nothing to stop me. Fuck. Really?! She knows this does things to Donna, so why would she just...? “You seem strangely calm considering I’m using my phone.”

The bespectacled teen offers a quick “hmpf” before taunting, “I have taken a number of precautions to guard against any undue influence you could manage over my mind... and! If you decided to dispose of me altogether, well, at least the world will know the truth!”

Fuck it, might as well check my other options while I trade odd blows with her. “Would that really be satisfying? To die just to give humans a warning they might not even take seriously?”

Her eyes grow wide with excitement; I suppose that's the first time I technically acknowledged the "truth" about being an alien. “You underestimate mankind if you think it wouldn't be.”

Might as well get into character. I start answering her in a bad impression of an old sci-fi G-Man and monotonously reply, “Humans do prove more interesting every... day...” Her options appear in Custom Girls, and the first choices to appear are in the topmost category of SPEECH:

User can direct her to find someone and deliver a message exactly as User types it : 35 gems.
Is compelled to describe what aliens do to her mind or body to anyone who asks: 2 gems.

Nothing too enticing... but the gem gap is weirdly sharp there, isn't it? Before long, I start seeing that pattern in every category.

Experiences sexual pleasure from having anything put in her mouth: 190 gems.
Never doubts that User is an alien, nor anyone User identifies as such: 3 gems.
Anyone who sees her ruined eye will, once per day, develop a random fetish for 24 hours: 85 gems.
Her breasts grow to B-cups: 50 gems.
Physically aroused by the touch of anyone or anything she believes is an alien: 4 gems.
Her ass doubles its current mass: 80 gems.
Becomes sexually attracted to one gender of User's choice: 220 gems.
Her thighs become extremely sensitive: 150 gems.
Agrees to participate in at least one alien experiment per day: 10 gems.
Will completely believe one new fact about aliens per day as long as User suggests it's a secret: 6 gems.
User can modify her outfits by describing what he wants her to wear: 80 gems.
User can request she remove clothing and pose as long as it's for an alien analysis: 8 gems.
Accepts, and slowly grows addicted to, scientific alien probing: 5 gems.

This might be the greatest evidence I've seen yet about how Custom Girls prices its gems: every normal, sexy option is wildly overpriced, but every idiotic, insane alien conspiracy option is criminally cheap! Presuming the succubi aren't fucking with me, then, it looks like it's easier for them to manipulate girls in ways they're more attuned to... and maybe I've just never met girl quite as "attuned" to one damn idea as I have with Wendy. Hell, with just 36 of my 43 gems, I could get all the discounted options...

I start queuing them up with taps, further exciting the bizarre little detective before me. “But you have to promise... whatever happens... you won't do anything to Donna.”

Fuck it, might as well roleplay, right? I suppress a giddy smile as I try to get into character. “Yes, well... eh, that is, the human you call Donna Chen is already significantly... modified. She remains as she was before, only not when... interfacing with me. But unlike the human Sophia Lia, I can leave my influence at that. Would that be sufficient?”

“But... you can reverse it, can't you?”

“No.” Anger and disbelief bubble inside Wendy until I hastily add, “N-Not without causing permanent damage to her, uh, brain cortex...?”

Wendy gasps. “No... then you're already affecting her consciousness... even her memories if your experiments involved the cerebral cortex... no, you mustn't hurt her!”

Hell yeah, I knew cortex was a brain word! “O-Of course. Leaving my experiments in place will not harm or change her in any way, again except when in my vicinity. Donna will be unharmed by me... and I can leave it at that.” Feeling proud of my act, I look at my final shopping cart.

WENDY PEPPERNICKEL
I Want to Believe
Extraterrestrial External Excitements
Scan Me, Scan Me!
Gullible UFO Chaser
Willing Anatomical Study Subject
Probe Me, Probe Me!
CART TOTAL: 36

“But... what is your final plan for us? Whenever you're done with your experiments... or your body-snatching, or whatever it is you're really doing to Ms. Lia or anyone else... what is the end-goal? What... what should I even call you?”

I tap the purchase button to admire the new suite of options for Wendy... and I contemplate those awareness buttons I've so often left safely blocked. I decide to experiment with changing just one: she'll be aware of the strange new arousal she feels at an "alien's" touch. Now I just have to decide: how many "aliens" do I want to identify for her? But that's a decision for later.

I almost answer her question when I remember the new condition: one secret per day, one experiment per day. I should knock those out before I continue blathering on about fake space invader stuff and accidentally burn either one. “Before I answer that... I must finalize some things about our relationship and the terms of our restrictions.” She gives me a curt nod, so I continue. “The only human I'm going to avoid experimenting on is Donna Chen... and while I will leave your mind intact, that does mean you will have to substitute for all... all my experiments, permitting at least one per day at my command. You will also not object to my experimentation on other humans, like Sophia Lia.”

“If...” Her eyes cast to the ground as something eats her earlier eagerness. Her hands fold over her flat chest, and for that moment the confident little UFO hunter is gone. Is she feeling guilty, making a deal like this? Hell, maybe I should've just lied and told her I'd leave others out of it if it's really eating her up. Slowly she raises her gaze back to mine, her brow furrowed with determination, “If you just promise... no one will suffer... then... then I can agree.”

“Then it is decided. We shall run an experiment today, then... here and now, in fact.”

She swallows hard as she glances around nervously. “Y-You still haven't told me your plans, or what to call you... a-and anyways, wouldn't you want to do this... somewhere private? With your equipment?” She looks at what's probably my too-eager grin as she adds, “Possibly with some kind of numbing agent or lubrication?”

Good girl, she's already got her mind in the right place. “Well, about that...”