Oh God, Now There's Two of Them

When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I notice is how cold I am. It takes a moment to register why that is, but I soon realize it's because Rose is not in bed with me. I really have gotten used to sleeping with her at this point, haven't I? Not gonna lie, I do worry a little anytime I wake up and Rose isn't beside me. I mean, who knows what she could be up to? For all I know, she could be plotting to kill me for her own sick, randomly generated pleasure. Okay, that might be going a bit far, but-

Actually, is that going too far? I don't really know how her attributes work. Shit. Now I'm actually kind of scared. Why the hell did I have to bring up something like that?

Anyway, once I manage to come down from that little panic attack, I decide to get dressed and head downstairs. When I get there, I'm actually greeted by a pretty exciting sight: my own mother actually got up this morning! Hooray! She's sitting on the couch, typing away at her laptop, making me wonder what she's up to. She obviously can't be working, so what is she doing?

"Hey, Mo- I mean, Liz. How are you?" I ask cautiously.

"Good morning, sweetheart! I'm doing very well, thank you!" She responds cheerfully before going back to her typing.

"So... what are you working on?"

"Just doing a little research about all this pet stuff. Hey, do you know if I'm supposed to pick out a specific breed of dog that I'm supposed to be? And what about when I get sick? Am I supposed to go to the vet now or do I still go to the doctor like a normal person?"

I can't help but laugh out loud at the onslaught of questions my mom just fired out.

"Huh? What's so funny?" She asks while looking up at me.

"Calm down, Liz. The whole point of this is for you to stop worrying so much and just enjoy yourself. You don't need to get caught up on the details. Just do what feels right," I tell her.

"Oh... well... I guess I could do that..."

She doesn't exactly sound sure of herself, but I know she'll get it in time. As I try my best to contain my laughter, I notice Michelle come into the room and straighten a few things up.

"Hey, Michelle. I'm surprised you're not in the kitchen right now," I say to her.

"Hello, Master," she responds. Interestingly, Liz doesn't even seem to notice how my sister is referring to me. "I was going to start cooking, but when I went in the kitchen, Rose was already in there. She insisted that she wanted to make breakfast today. Is that okay, Master?"

Oh boy. Who knows what that could mean? On one hand, Rose did used to work at a restaurant, so she may be a decent cook, but on the other, this is Rose we're talking about. "Wild Card" isn't exactly the descriptor you want for the person making your food. I better go check on her...

When I walk into the kitchen, I see her standing over the stove humming to herself. Sitting in front of her is pan that looks to have some kind of omelet in it. I try to take the opportunity to run a quick analysis while her back is turned to me. Clothes seem normal... no over-the-top sexual behavior... nothing about this situation seems even the slightest bit outlandish... That worries me.

What was even her last fetish, anyway? It's starting to get hard to keep track of them. I think it was... the schoolgirl roleplay? Yeah, that sounds right. We did that whole little class scenario with Nikki. Hmm... nothing about her behavior is screaming "schoolgirl" right now, so I can only assume that means her fetish changed again. And once again, that worries me.

During my contemplation, Rose must have glanced over her shoulder and noticed me, as she quickly spins around and greets me with a gigantic smile.

"Good morning! It's so good see you, just like it always is! I hope you slept well," she says cheerfully.

Okay... that seemed like a pretty reasonable greeting, at least by Rose's standards.

"Hey, Rose..." I greet cautiously. "Michelle told me you're making breakfast."

"I am! Well... I'm making you breakfast. Because you're the most wonderful man in the world, of course. And you came just in time! It's almost ready, so why don't you go sit down at the table and I'll bring it to you once I'm finished?"

Okay, that interaction gave me nothing. Cooking isn't a fetish, is it? I mean, I suppose anything can be a fetish, but still. Something doesn't seem right. Although, I guess Rose is being sweet enough. And she does occasionally like to do random stuff even outside of her current fetish. Maybe everything is fine and I'm just stressing myself out for no reason. Either way, the only way to see if something's going on is to just play along, so I decide to just head to the dining room and wait for my food.

As I'm waiting, my mind can't help but drift back to that thought I had this morning. The one about her plotting to kill me. That... that couldn't be true, could it? Rose wouldn't try to poison me or something... right? Goddammit, I'm getting in my own head again. I need to stop this.

While I try to bring myself back down again, Rose comes into the room and sets my plate in front of me. As I look down at it, I can't help but think that... it actually looks pretty good. It's also at this point that I realize just how hungry I am. Well, I did say I was going to go along with it. So with that in mind, I pick up my fork, cut a piece off and take a nice solid bite.

...

Let me tell you something. You know that feeling of pure joy you feel when something just works out perfectly? Like when you ace a test that you barely studied for, or when you come from behind to win the big game at the last second? It's the feeling that you're on top of the world and nothing can stop you. Well, that's not at all the sensation I'm experiencing right now. No, if I had to describe the taste in my mouth right now, it would be like coming home from one of those experiences only to stub your toe on a corner of the wall, immediately reminding you of the frailty of humanity and just how fleeting that sense of invincibility can truly be. In short: these are simultaneously the sweetest and sourest damn eggs I've even eaten.

Within less than a second, I can't take it anymore. My body is forcibly rejecting whatever was just put inside of it. I spit out the food, but the taste still manages to linger on my tongue. It's at this point that I realize that Rose never brought me any kind of drink to go with my breakfast. As I desperately try to regain awareness of my surrounding so I can try to end this suffering, I make out the distinct sound of laughter. And after another moment, I realize that it's not just the sound of a person laughing, but rather two sets of giggles. Surely that demonic concoction didn't screw up my senses that badly, which means...

Looking around, I quickly get the answer to that question. Of course, Rose is one half of the chuckle-fest, but next to her is none other than my doll of a sister Julia.

"Oh my god, Daddy!" She howls. "You should see the look on your face! We got you so good!"

"What do you mean Julia? I thought you said he liked sugar and vinegar in his eggs!" Rose adds with a mischievous grin.

Oh no. You have got to be kidding me. Please don't tell me that Rose is a brat right now...

Just my luck.

"What the hell do you two think you're doing?" I say in a raspy voice. Turns out, it's not super easy to speak after you've had candied vinegar eggs in your mouth. Who knew?

"Ooo... Daddy said a bad word..." Julia teases me.

Alright, fine. If those two want to play bad girls, then so be it. Sure, I might just be giving them what they want, but I'm upset enough right now that I don't care. I just want some ****.

I stand up slowly and walk over to the two of them. Thankfully, both of them are on the short side, Rose especially so, which means I pretty much tower over them. I place a hand on the redhead's shoulder and grip her just tight enough for her to know I mean business.

"Rose... why did you do that to me? Aren't you the one who's always going on about how much you love me?" I ask in a stern (though still slightly raspy) voice.

"Heeey! I do too love you! More than anything else in the whole entire universe! Julia was the one who told me to do it. She said it would be funny," Rose admits.

"What?! Did not!" Julia jumps in to defend herself. "Daddy, it was all her idea. She told me she wanted to play a prank on you and-"

"That's enough, both of you!"

Immediately, the two women go dead silent. As they stare up at me, I can sense that they're both terrified and aroused. Mostly aroused, honestly. They both were clearly hoping this would happen. And now they're ready for their punishment. Thank goodness that Rose's brattiness seems to be similar to Julia's in that way. Though, something tells me that Rose won't suddenly want to be good once she gets her punishment the way Julia does. I'll have to make sure to really teach her a lesson.

"Alright, since you two think it's so funny to cause me so much pain, I think it's only fair that I return the favor. I want both of you to go up to Julia's room, bend over the bed and wait for me. Do I make myself clear?" I instruct them.

I notice Julia's eyes light up when she realizes the implication of what I just said. It seems like someone has been waiting for this punishment in particular just as much as I have.

"Yes, Daddy," she responds, trying to not sound too enthusiastic.

Rose, on the other hand, doesn't seem ready to give up. It's not too surprising that she's the tougher nut to crack. If there's one think that will always be true about Rose, no matter the fetish, it's that she's always persistent.

"But-"

"Rose, if you don't do as I say right now, I'm going to make sure that you can't sit straight for a week. By the time I'm done with you, you're butt will be as red as your hair," I threaten while moving my hand from her shoulder to her neck.

I don't actually **** her, but just the feeling of my hand on her neck is enough to send shivers down her spine. Somehow, the tiny girl manages to shrink down and look even smaller in that moment. Her knees buckle a little and her lip quivers as she opens her mouth to speak again.

"Y-yes, D-D-Daddy..." she practically moans out.

Once I let the two girls go, they waste no time dashing upstairs. As they leave, I realize it's probably a good opportunity to check for attributes. Come to think of it, these two are the only girls left in the house who don't have their transformations complete. Michelle was the first one to get her level four and I just wrapped up Liz's yesterday. Man, how weird is that. Soon the entire house will be done.

Anyway, I try to react swiftly as the girls run up to Julia's bedroom. I pull out the remote and point it towards the stairs. The first one I aim for is Rose. And upon locking onto her, I see...

- SELECTED TARGET: ROSE ANDERSON -

New Attribute Available. Press red button to claim.

Wow. These really are coming in rapid-fire, aren't they? I'm also a little surprised I got it right on my first try this time. Normally when I check multiple girls, it's never the first one I lock-on to. Looking back at the stairs, I notice that Julia and Rose are already gone. Guess I'll have to wait to check Julia. Oh well. She probably isn't ready anyway. She got her third attribute more recently than the other girls in this house. But it doesn't matter. For now, let's get back to Ro-

Wait, "Anderson?" It says "Rose Anderson." What the hell? Isn't Rose's last name Mitchell? What's up with it changing? This thing isn't broken, is it?

Actually, come to think of it, didn't the remote automatically update Nicole's name when she started referring to herself as "Nikki?" Wait... don't tell me... does that mean Rose changed her last name? Goddammit, Rose! How long ago did she do that? Has she been telling people that she's an Anderson? I swear, if I find out this is because Julia told her that she's supposed to be my wife, I'm really going to give that girl a spanking to remember.

Alright, Matt. Let's worry about that later. Right this second, let's focus on finishing Rose's transformation. Eyes on the prize.

Although... now that I think about it... is this really a good idea? Up to this point, I've just kind of gone for these attributes without a second thoughts, but... do I want to give Rose another one? I mean, it's become pretty clear to me that they keep getting more and more powerful. With Rose already being so chaotic, do I really want to go even further? Huh. I guess I never gave it that much thought before. Who knows what the ultimate ability of the "Wild Card" would even look like? I can't even begin to imagine...

I glance down at the remote in my hand, telling me to press the red button to reveal Rose's fourth and likely final attribute. This wasn't a decision I thought I would have to make, but I guess here we are...