"Yes, it does. Sadly success only raised more questions." Vanessa sighed, showing Lawrence the engram chip. "See, this is the AI reconstruction of Oscar's consciousness. Meaning that fat boy we came across isn't him." She said in a confused tone as she boots up the old computer, and plugs in the chip.
The computer goes black, before lighting up with the same fuzzy image that resembles Oscar. Strangely, though the engram must be using a lot of processing power, it seems like it's all coming from the chip - the computer is just providing visuals and sound. "Vanessa... Fitzgerald. We meet again."
She flushes with desire, admiring his gruff, rugged handsomeness as he walks across the room to the couch. "G-great!" Looking between both halves of the couple, she asks "Um, should we go to the bedroom, or d-do you want to stay here?"
"I don't care." Lee says simply, before sliding his hand behind Calista's neck, pulling her towards him as he captures her mouth, tongue pressing forward to dance against her own.
The computer goes black, before lighting up with the same fuzzy image that resembles Oscar. Strangely, though the engram must be using a lot of processing power, it seems like it's all coming from the chip - the computer is just providing visuals and sound. "Vanessa... Fitzgerald. We meet again."
"Hello, Oscar." Vanessa replied, "I'd say it's nice to see you again, but I don't want to lie to a computer." She said, her tone filled with venom. "So first, I'd like to ask about a certain boy. A fat one, who seems to look, and act like you. Do you know anything about that?" She asked in a curious tone, while frowning at the image of Oscar.
Amethyst remembers a night from the beginning of the last month, a patrol just like this one. She'd been flying around, intercepting these very same thugs as they mugged a woman, tearing a necklace from around her neck. Flying down, she'd rescued the woman and made short work of the thugs, but before she could capitalise, she felt the cold metal of the necklace wrapping around her throat, one of the thugs slipping behind to try and choke her, the expensive, pure metal making her powers slip away.
"Alright." She nods. "Just don't say I didn't warn you. Well, the problem you're having is that this guy of yours is giving you - body and mind - something you've never experienced before. Something that, in your heart of hearts, you really like." She explains, voice low so the other tables can't overhear. "I'm just guessing at this point, but I'd say that this guy is really dominant, and really good in bed? The guys back home weren't ever like that, and neither, let's face it, is Harold. So since you've been deprived of these feelings all your life, whenever this guy comes on to you, that little reptile brain in your subconscious doesn't want to let him - let the feeling - go. You can train your willpower, do hypnotherapy, whatever, but it's all going to go out the window the next time you see him, and you'll end up in his bed again."
Chastity looks her sister in the eye. "The problem is that this guy is fulfilling a need. To resist him, you're going to have to start fulfilling that need yourself - with guys that aren't him, or Harold. Call it immersion therapy, or whatever. Eventually, you should be sated - you'll never stop desiring this guy, but you should be able to bring yourself to say no, and go back to being monogamous. If that's what you want."
For whatever reason, what Chastity was saying actually made some sense to Jenny. Her thoughts turned to her gangbang at the hands of Duke's thugs and the realization she hadn't once thought about Hammer during it. But she shook her head, in order to save her marriage she'd have to what? Fuck a dozen guys? A hundred? A thousand?
More?...
Her pussy spasmed in near climax at the idea and Jenny breathed deeply a few times to settle down. She didn't want to become (or be) enslaved to Hammer's cock anymore and it was then that she thought her sister's bias and faith were becoming visible. So she regarded her sister with a sly smile, "You're right." she said "I don't like that idea."
Jenny sat back in her seat after that and finished her tea and small meal. They segued into other topics and concluded their lunch amicably before talking a long walk in the park. There the twins talked about many things, Chastity would try and careen the conversation back to Jenny's problem occasionally, but Jenny wouldn't let her and eventually Chastity dropped the subject. But a couple of hours passed and Jenny noticed a slight mischievous smirk cross her sister's lips.
"Well, we're close by how about we get to the gym?" Chastity asked.
With a pleasant smile Jenny replied "Lead the way."
"I don't care." Lee says simply, before sliding his hand behind Calista's neck, pulling her towards him as he captures her mouth, tongue pressing forward to dance against her own.
Calista closes her eyes and leans into Lee. She wraps her thin arms around his waist, delighting in the forceful kiss. Taking Lana's teasing to heart, she doesn't try anything further, consciously letting Lee have control.
“I... did not think about that.” Azura admitted, then shook her head. “Let's not make this more complicated than it needs to be. Better to stick together. Besides, depending on how well guarded it is, trying to raid the security room might be more trouble than it is worth.” She decided.
"Hello, Oscar." Vanessa replied, "I'd say it's nice to see you again, but I don't want to lie to a computer." She said, her tone filled with venom. "So first, I'd like to ask about a certain boy. A fat one, who seems to look, and act like you. Do you know anything about that?" She asked in a curious tone, while frowning at the image of Oscar.
"Him. The failed experiment..." The AI gives as close to a gesture of distaste as it can muster. "An attempt at a consciousness transfer onto a live subject - one of my...one of Oscar Hawkins' bastard children. Apparently it only half worked - leaving the boy a psychotic mix of two minds."
As she sits and remembers, Amethyst almost feels the men's hands on her powerless body, tugging her down, pulling at her costume... She tries her best to remember something more, but she's too distracted, and can't muster up the energy. Before she can calm herself, she hears sirens from a few blocks away.
"Him. The failed experiment..." The AI gives as close to a gesture of distaste as it can muster. "An attempt at a consciousness transfer onto a live subject - one of my...one of Oscar Hawkins' bastard children. Apparently it only half worked - leaving the boy a psychotic mix of two minds."
"Khh. You monster." Vanessa scowls as she heard of the fat boy's circumstances. "What else are you hiding?" She asked in an angry tone, thinking about more specific questions to ask the AI.
For whatever reason, what Chastity was saying actually made some sense to Jenny. Her thoughts turned to her gangbang at the hands of Duke's thugs and the realization she hadn't once thought about Hammer during it. But she shook her head, in order to save her marriage she'd have to what? Fuck a dozen guys? A hundred? A thousand?
More?...
Her pussy spasmed in near climax at the idea and Jenny breathed deeply a few times to settle down. She didn't want to become (or be) enslaved to Hammer's cock anymore and it was then that she thought her sister's bias and faith were becoming visible. So she regarded her sister with a sly smile, "You're right." she said "I don't like that idea."
Jenny sat back in her seat after that and finished her tea and small meal. They segued into other topics and concluded their lunch amicably before talking a long walk in the park. There the twins talked about many things, Chastity would try and careen the conversation back to Jenny's problem occasionally, but Jenny wouldn't let her and eventually Chastity dropped the subject. But a couple of hours passed and Jenny noticed a slight mischievous smirk cross her sister's lips.
"Well, we're close by how about we get to the gym?" Chastity asked.
With a pleasant smile Jenny replied "Lead the way."
Before dropping the subject, Chastity smirks. "Well, there is another option I can think of. Maybe I should go meet this man of yours? Maybe he'd like me so much he'd forget all about you. Problem solved." The blonde teases.
Soon, they arrive at the gym, a large, shiny complex of glass and metal gleaming with expensive looking equipment and people. Heading inside, she approaches the desk, where a dark skinned man in workout wear stands, looking at the sisters with interest. He's not a mountain of muscle like Hammer, but quite toned, and attractive enough to be a model - another sign that this place is probably intended for the upper crust. "Hey, Davey." Chastity breathes confidently, showing that she knows the guy. "Hello yourself. Who is this?" He looks to Jenny with obvious interest. "Hey! Eyes on me - you don't want me to get jealous." Chastity giggles. "This is my sister, Jenny." Jenny's sister slides around behind her, suggestively pressing their bodies together. "What do you think? Good enough for the same membership deal you gave me?"
Davey smiles handsomely, before nodding. "Absolutely. Here, I'll just need your details and your signature." He pulls out some forms on a clipboard and hands them over with a pen. "The gym likes having attractive people working out here - it's good for business." Chastity explains. "In exchange for doing a lot of workouts near the windows and doors, where we can be seen by newcomers, management's willing to give us free memberships."
Calista closes her eyes and leans into Lee. She wraps her thin arms around his waist, delighting in the forceful kiss. Taking Lana's teasing to heart, she doesn't try anything further, consciously letting Lee have control.
Lee presses his hand down between Calista's thighs, rubbing the front of her panties, as he kisses her neck, leaning into to suckle a little and leave a hickey - a sign of his presence. "How should I fuck you?" He wonders aloud. "Bend you over? Maybe have you ride me?"
“I... did not think about that.” Azura admitted, then shook her head. “Let's not make this more complicated than it needs to be. Better to stick together. Besides, depending on how well guarded it is, trying to raid the security room might be more trouble than it is worth.” She decided.
“Alright, let me cast the spell and then we can go.” Azura nodded. I hope this works... Dealing with any part of the Blue Lotus was a new experience for her, so she could not help but feel a little nervous.
“Let's go!” Azura announced as soon as she had finished the spell.
"Khh. You monster." Vanessa scowls as she heard of the fat boy's circumstances. "What else are you hiding?" She asked in an angry tone, thinking about more specific questions to ask the AI.
"In my defence, it was the original Oscar Hawkins who made that arrangement, not myself. Indeed, he likewise was the one who commissioned me. It was logical, however - the shared genetics likely made the transition smoother." The AI says dispassionately. "I'm not entirely certain I know what you mean."
"In my defence, it was the original Oscar Hawkins who made that arrangement, not myself. Indeed, he likewise was the one who commissioned me. It was logical, however - the shared genetics likely made the transition smoother." The AI says dispassionately. "I'm not entirely certain I know what you mean."
"Well, you've already done your experiements, who helped you? Is it Jack Place? But then, the others in the lab don't know that their experiment has been a success, so how did you keep this hidden?" Vanessa asked, thinking back on how the Doctors, and Professors didn't seem to be lying when they said they were still in research.
“Alright, let me cast the spell and then we can go.” Azura nodded. I hope this works... Dealing with any part of the Blue Lotus was a new experience for her, so she could not help but feel a little nervous.
“Let's go!” Azura announced as soon as she had finished the spell.
Azura's not sure at first that the spell has worked - she can still see her own body, and the bodies of her compatriots, since the spell only effects the minds of other people. She sees quickly, however, a shimmer in the air around the trio, and knows she should now be invisible. Not willing to wait and leave things to chance, the three of them dart through the lobby, making it into an elevator before it closes.
After waiting a few minutes for someone - in this case a heavily tattooed man in a suit - to head to the penthouse, the trio rides the elevator up the the second last floor. It would appear that Chen has the entire top two floors to himself, the lower floor providing a barrier to those seeking to get to the higher. Here, there's no illusion of civility - the floor's occupants are a mix of heavily armed male and female triads, and 'maids' wearing skimpy outfits that would never pass HR standards at a legitimate hotel.
As Azura heads for the stairs leading to the top floor, she catches sight of a maid in one of the open bedrooms.
D100: 87
"Excuse me. Can I help you three?" The maid raises an eyebrow at them, the spell not working on her - indicating that she's sharper than the others here. Looking at her, Azura can't shake the feeling of deja vu - she's definitely seen this woman somewhere.
D100: 72
With a shock, Azura realises that the woman she's speaking to is Huang Daiyu - head of the triad, or someone who looks exactly like her.
"Are you part of someone's party, for the meeting? Do you have luggage for me to tend to?"
Lee presses his hand down between Calista's thighs, rubbing the front of her panties, as he kisses her neck, leaning into to suckle a little and leave a hickey - a sign of his presence. "How should I fuck you?" He wonders aloud. "Bend you over? Maybe have you ride me?"
Calista rapidly hardens at his touch, stretching the lace and fabric. "Ohh~" She reopens her eyes and gives Lana a questioning look over Lee's shoulder before the man interrupts her. Hesitant, she swallows then meekly replies "W-whatever you want...s-sir."
As she sits and remembers, Amethyst almost feels the men's hands on her powerless body, tugging her down, pulling at her costume... She tries her best to remember something more, but she's too distracted, and can't muster up the energy. Before she can calm herself, she hears sirens from a few blocks away.
{Wow! Constant failures with the willpower and fail to remember... wonder if it will have consequences...}
The necklace tightening around her neck, her gasp as she tried to loosen it, her groans as one punch after the other rained on her stomach and tits, Her sweat and gasps as her holes were used and abused, her orgasmic moans as she climaxed-
Amethyst Heart blinked as her memory was gone. For some reason her body shuddered with pleasure. She shook her head and turned her head to sirens.
She flew there to her next work - Heroine's work never ended.
Azura's not sure at first that the spell has worked - she can still see her own body, and the bodies of her compatriots, since the spell only effects the minds of other people. She sees quickly, however, a shimmer in the air around the trio, and knows she should now be invisible. Not willing to wait and leave things to chance, the three of them dart through the lobby, making it into an elevator before it closes.
After waiting a few minutes for someone - in this case a heavily tattooed man in a suit - to head to the penthouse, the trio rides the elevator up the the second last floor. It would appear that Chen has the entire top two floors to himself, the lower floor providing a barrier to those seeking to get to the higher. Here, there's no illusion of civility - the floor's occupants are a mix of heavily armed male and female triads, and 'maids' wearing skimpy outfits that would never pass HR standards at a legitimate hotel.
As Azura heads for the stairs leading to the top floor, she catches sight of a maid in one of the open bedrooms.
D100: 87
"Excuse me. Can I help you three?" The maid raises an eyebrow at them, the spell not working on her - indicating that she's sharper than the others here. Looking at her, Azura can't shake the feeling of deja vu - she's definitely seen this woman somewhere.
D100: 72
With a shock, Azura realises that the woman she's speaking to is Huang Daiyu - head of the triad, or someone who looks exactly like her. View attachment 5166
"Are you part of someone's party, for the meeting? Do you have luggage for me to tend to?"
What the... Huang Daiyu? Or at least someone who looks like her... If it is the real her, why is she here dressed as a maid? And if it is not, why does this maid look exactly like her? Surprised and confused to see the woman, and having to act quickly before anyone else noticed them, Azura decided to risk it and approach her.
Azura smiled at the 'maid', making sure to act friendly and non-threatening, and led her two friends inside the bedroom. As she did so she took a quick look around the room to check if there was anyone else inside that had been out of her sight.
“Hello, miss,” Azura began as she stopped in front of the 'maid', close to her but not too close, her voice low so that only the woman would be able to hear her, “thank you, but we don't need help with our luggage. Perhaps you could answer a couple of questions for us instead? Depending on your answers we might be able to help each other further...” She paused to catch her breath and gather her thoughts, her eyes going up and down examining the maid's body before focusing on her face once more. “May we know your name and why you're here, miss? And why do you look exactly like a certain lady who is believed to be the head of a certain organization in the city?” Again she smiled at the 'maid', trying to look friendly and reassuring, to show her that they do not mean her harm.
