The Random Virus

Ugh... I have feeling I'm going to regret this...

But I mean, come on. I have to know. I've never turned down an attribute up to this point. And just think about how many transformations I've already finished. How can I choose to not get Rose's last one? It would be like a missing piece of my collection. And she's been manageable enough up to this point. Surely this can't do that much damage... right?

Alright, enough stalling. Let's just hit the button before I get too in my head about it. Fingers crossed...

New Attribute Unlocked

LIKE WILDFIRE

Anytime a person comes in close proximity to the target, that person has a chance of gaining the target's "Wild Card" identity and all of the attributes that go with it, with the exception of this attribute. The fetish a person receives from the FETISH ROULETTE attribute gained through this process will automatically be the same as the target's current fetish. This effect will last until the next time the target gains a new fetish from their FETISH ROULETTE attribute.

Congratulations! Target ROSE ANDERSON has now completed their identity transformation!

Holy shit! What the fuck?! That sounds like it could get out of hand really quickly! Every person Rose comes into contact with has a chance of becoming as chaotic as she is? Even if it's only temporarily, how the hell am I supposed to keep up with that? I'm just one man!

God, it's almost like Rose is a walking Random Remote now, turning people into whatever she happens to be into that day. And I have no idea what the odds of this happening even are. All the remote says is that it "has a chance" of happening. That's not exactly helpful. Is this something I'm going to be dealing with constantly or just every now and then? I certainly hope it's the latter, but I have a feeling I might not be that lucky. And what about the "close proximity" part? How close does they need to be for this to happen? I have so many questions, but no clear answers.

So, yeah, I'm gonna go ahead and mark that one down as a bad decision. I guess I should have just left Rose the way she was. That's what I get for wanting to "complete the collection." Stupid Matt...

Okay... deep breaths. Maybe it won't be as bad as I think it is. For now, I should just keep calm and let things play out. If I really need help, there's always Michelle and Helen to get advice from. Assuming they don't get their brains scrambled by this new attribute, that is.

Actually, speaking of getting help from Michelle, I could use her assistance right now. I'd rather not deal with the brat twins on my own. Let's just hope doing this doesn't cause Michelle to get bratty herself. Two of them is already more than I can handle.

I briefly stop by the kitchen to finally get some relief for my unjustly attacked mouth in the form of a tall glass of cold water. Once I wash out the disgusting taste of Rose's breakfast concoction, I walk into the room to find Liz and Michelle still doing their own things in the living room.

"Hey, Michelle? I need an extra set of hands. Do you mind?" I ask.

"Of course not, Master," she responds while immediately stopping whatever she's doing. "Whatever it is, I'd be happy to help."

Good old reliable Michelle. With her by my side, we make our way up the stairs to Julia's room.

"So what exactly do you need my help with, Master?" Michelle inquires.

"Rose and Julia thought it would be fun to play a little prank on me, so I've decided that they need to be punished," I explain. Michelle raises an eyebrow at my words.

"Um... okay... I'm not sure I really understand, but if Master says someone needs a punishment, who am I to argue? Just tell me what I need to do, and I'll obey," she assures me.

"Follow my lead and you should be fine," I say before opening the door.

As Michelle and I walk into the room, we are greeted by the amusing sight of Julia and Rose leaning over the bed, their asses both on display for us. Rose is wearing a simple pair of jeans that hug her hips nicely, while Julia has fully embraced her new love of girly dresses. Because of that, my sister has her dress already flipped up, exposing a cute pair of lace panties hidden underneath. I'm glad to see they both followed my instructions. That should make this next part easier.

Michelle seems a bit caught off guard by the image, but quickly recovers and quietly waits by my side for my instructions. I try to take a moment to watch her to see if I notice her act any differently. I would imagine that she's close enough to Rose to activate LIKE WILDFIRE, but she doesn't seem to be acting even slightly bratty. Thank god. That's a relief. Now I can fully focus on the task at hand.

"Hey! Why is Michelle here?" I hear a voice call from across the room.

Glancing back at the bed, I notice Julia looking over her shoulder at us. She must have gotten impatient while I was watching Michelle and decided to peek and see what was going on. And once she says those words, Rose glances over her shoulder to look at the two of us as well.

"Since you both wanted to cause trouble at the same time, you need to be punished at the same time. So rather than try to discipline both of you myself, I decided that Michelle is going to help me," I explain.

The first person's reaction I notice is actually Michelle, who is once again caught by surprise. I can tell by the look she gives me that she just realized what I'm going to ask her to do. Though just like last time, that look only lasts for a moment before she regains her composure. In fact, if I didn't know any better, by the time she recovers, she almost looks... intrigued by the idea.

After evaluating Michelle, I see that Rose and Julia both seem a bit concerned. The reason why becomes apparent once Rose starts to whine.

"Please, Daddy, will you punish me? I don't want Michelle to do it," she says.

"No, Daddy! Punish me! I'm your little girl, not her," Julia responds while staring daggers at Rose.

Well, that little alliance didn't last long, did it? As soon as it became clear that I was only going to spank one of them, they immediately turned on each other. I won't lie, it's kind of fun to watch the two of them argue back and forth, especially when you consider that they're fighting over who get's to feel my hand slap against their ass. Unfortunately for one of them, I already knew which one was going to be mine before I even walked in here.

"Michelle, you take your sister. I'll deal with Rose," I say.

Rose immediately starts beaming at my decision, staring at Julia with a big grin as if to boast about her victory. Unsurprisingly, Julia is not happy at the result.

"But Daaadddddy! I want you to be the first person to spank me, not Michelle!" She pleads.

Alright, now I'm getting a little tired of this. Before I take my place next to Rose, I make a brief detour over to the pale skin of Julia's ass sticking up from the bed. With a flick of my wrist, I pull her panites down, causing her to gasp in surprise. Before anyone has a chance to say anything, I reach back and swing my hand, causing a loud cracking sound to echo out as it collides with one of her cheeks. It's hard to say whether Julia's response is a scream or a moan, as she bites her lip to muffle the sound.

"There. I spanked you first. Now Michelle is going to do the rest," I insist.

It takes a moment for Julia to get over the sensation before she can open her mouth again. And if I'm being real, it takes me a moment too. Finally getting a chance to spank the ass I've secretly loved my whole life truly was an incredible experience. I have to admit, I am glad I got one in there myself before giving the reigns over to Michelle.

"But-" Julia tries to say.

"That's enough, young lady. I'm the one who decides how best to punish you, and I've decided that the best punishment would be having your sister be the one to discipline you. No more arguing." I really do kind of feel like a parent when I talk like that.

Out of the corner of my eye, I notice that Rose still seems a little too happy about the outcome of this situation. She may come to regret that decision in a second.

"Don't get too excited, Rose. Remember what I told you about your butt looking as red as your hair?" I remind her. "Now pull down your pants."

That seems to shut her up, as she blushes and gulps slightly. Not long after, she slips her fingers around the top of her jeans and pulls them down along with her panties. I'm not sure if she knew I was going to ask for that next or if she just really wanted to fully expose herself to me, but hey, I'll take it. Now that all of that is out of the way, it's time for the show to really begin. I position myself beside Rose's cute bubble butt. Seeing me do so causes Michelle to take a similar position by Julia.

What a great image. Two incredible asses lined up side-by-side. I couldn't ask for a better start to my Sunday. Well, I suppose I would have liked to not eat those eggs, but what can you do?

I pull back my hand again, in anticipation of doing the same thing to Rose that I just did to Julia. Michelle watches me carefully, extending her own hand to mirror my movement. We both look at each other for a few seconds, as if mentally counting down together. Miraculously, we make our next move at the exact same moment, bringing out hands down sharply onto the cheek in front of us.

Two sets of spanks is soon followed by two sets of moans as the pair of brats enjoy the feeling of discipline. Even Julia, who previously complained about having Michelle be the one to dole out her punishment, now seemed to be getting aroused by the sensation. That being said, she is staring directly at me, so she's probably trying to imagine that I'm the one hitting her instead. I can't exactly blame her for that, I suppose. The remote tends to make most of it's transformations center around the target's relationship to the user, and Julia is no exception to that rule.

My oldest sister and I continue this process for quite a while. We rear our hands back together, then slam them down on Rose and Julia's butts. After a few spanks, Michelle seems to be getting more and more into the process. I sometimes forget this fact now that she's my ****, but Michelle really is pretty dominant in general. She always was when we were kids, and really, nothing has changed when it comes to her interacting with other people. She's still got that same desire to be on top. It's only once I'm involved that she melts into a submissive slavegirl.

The two of us keep up our onslaught as the girls' derrieres slowly become more and more red in color. And each additional spank only seems to elicit increasingly erotic sounds from our victims. After a while, I lose count of how many we've done. Maybe I should have had them count out loud. That could have been fun. Well, there's always next time, at least for Julia, that is.

"Ow!" I suddenly hear someone scream out.

Huh? That didn't sound like a pleasure-filled "ow." That sounded like it actually hurt. I pause for a moment, but don't hear any further complaint, so Michelle and I go for another one.

"OWWW! W-wait a second... S-s-stop..."

Instantly, I freeze. Something's wrong. We were all fine just a second ago, but it looks like this isn't fun for someone anymore. And as I've previously established back with Professor Collins, I'm willing to push people a little, but I also understand that no means no.

I look at Michelle's face to see that she also caught the little outburst and is looking at me for what to do. When I turn my head down to the bed, I realize who the cry came from. Laying on the bed in front of me is Rose, who's biting her lip and closing one of her eyes. That's not a look of enjoyment. That's a wince.

"Rose? You okay?" I ask with genuine concern.

I didn't go too far, did it? I hope not. I didn't mean to actually hurt her. Well... I guess I technically kind of did, but that was because she wanted it and-

You know what? It doesn't matter. The point is she's clearly not happy about her current situation, and that's a problem.

"I-I'm sorry, baby. I love you, but I don't want to do this anymore. I didn't mean to upset. I d-don't know what I was thinking pulling that prank on you. I learned my lesson, I promise. C-c-can we please do something else?" She begs with a quivering voice.

Hearing her plea, it suddenly hits me what's going on. I think Rose's fetish just changed again...